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  1. A few months ago, a man reached me through an on-line casting website 
    where my subscription had expired months before.  His email began, 
    “Let’s discuss you doing the lead …”

    I was surprised his message got through to me.  Though I could see the 
    listings, I couldn’t apply to anything because I wasn’t paid up for the year.  I wanted to be connected again, but I couldn’t spare the money.  So I really didn’t think anyone could find me through that site anymore.  But he did.

    It was for a sizzle reel to be shown to show runners down the line.  There 
    was no mention of money up front.  I’d have to take off from my job.  It seemed like it would all happen in New Jersey.  I don’t drive.  I hit reply and began my email, “I really appreciate your interest, but I won’t be available for …”  I stopped and asked myself why I was saying no.  I had no other acting gig going on.  I was mainly working my day job and doing stand-up comedy.  I actually missed acting.  I also realized it is much easier to take time off from the job when we weren’t having classes.  I re-read it and realized there’d be a ride to the location from Manhattan.

    I deleted what I wrote and told him the best time to call me.

    Fast forward, I met the director and we went to the NJ location where 
    the producer worked.  We worked on parts and they saw I had what it would take to pull off the role.  They told me I was a blessing and treated me like royalty.  When they took me out to eat, they upped whatever I ordered.  If I said medium, they ordered large.  What was not offered in money was offered in good feelings.

    The following week, we were to work on the shoot with crew and other 
    actors.  I overslept, so they came to get me at my Bronx location.  No one wasted energy on being upset with me though I was kidded about being a diva who expected to get door to door service.  I’ve got a long way to go to be a diva, but I laughed and swore I just fucked up and was up too late the night before.

    The crew and other actors were very pleasant to work with.  It only takes 
    one bitch or bastard to ruin a day, but everyone was cool.  Not a kunt in the crowd.  Can’t say my other days at the day job felt like that.  So though I was working, I felt like I was on vacation.

    One of the scenes involved a young adult son and I having a confrontation.  I knew this was really going to be heartfelt because of the parallels with my real life son.  I had real anxiety.  The actor was amazingly convincing, and as soon as I heard the pain in his angry voice, my eyes filled with tears and poured out.  After his rant, he asked for a hug.  We hugged hard.  I wished it was my son who I was hugging.  My tears ran down my face.  The camera stayed on me up close and very personal. 

    After the director said, “Cut,” I, while crying and a bit of laughing, asked, 
    “Can we eat now?”  Everyone laughed.  I wiped my face, and we all ate pizza with a variety of toppings.

    The producer’s son and other family members gave me so many 
    compliments on my acting.  I awkwardly thanked them.  I didn’t feel it was my acting as much as my reacting to the amazing performance by the one playing my son.  When I told the director that, he said that was what good acting is – letting it all deep inside and truly reacting.  He said I was outstanding, surpassed his expectations, and that it was because I was in the moment.

    I felt there is a God/dess looking out.  I felt therapy was brought to me 
    since I can’t financially afford to go to it.  Additionally, I felt that this was put out into the universe, and I hoped so much my son could feel it -- my solid raw love for him.

    To be continued …


  2. Line-up!

    Sunday, September 2, 2018

    Readers, I have lots to share and wrote a good chunk of it, minimized it 
    without saving it, and then during the rainstorms, had power outages and lost it all.  I got discouraged but will try to recapture it all.

    In the meantime, I wanted to announce what I’m doing in case it appeals to you.

    Thursday, September 6th at 6pm – Leah Yerpe, an artist who 
    photographed and drew me four years ago, is exhibiting at Anna Zorina 
    Gallery  which is free to the public.  Her drawing of me is called “Echo.”  Here’s a sneak peek part of it.

    On Thursday, September 13th at 7pm, I’m on the line-up at Otto’s 
    Shrunken Head, which is a free comedy show. 

    On Friday, September 14th at 6pm, I’ll be sharing poetry at Bob 
    Quatrone’s 4 Horse Poetry Reading at Cornelia Street Café.  Cornelia Street between West 4th and Bleecker Streets. Ten bucks includes a drink.  Great deal.  Lots of thought-provoking and feeling-evoking poetry.  Good people.  Always a worthwhile time.

    On Saturday, September 15th 7-10pm, I’ll be doing comedy at N.A.M.A.’s 
    “She Reads” – 107 West 130th Street.  Come support this long-time cultural institution. 

    And on Sunday, September 30th at 6pm, is my show, The Divorced Divas 
    of Comedy show at Cornelia Street Café.  This show is excellent!  $10 cover and $10 minimum.  The food is excellent as are the drinks.  It’s a win-win.  Mark your calendars.


  3. Well, folks, no plumber has shown up yet.  We can take bets on how long 
    the bathroom ceiling will stay up there.

    Additionally I recently saw a rat in the lobby!  I screamed and ran out of 
    the building.  I went to the store, and when I came back, I was afraid to go into the building.  I waited for someone else to go in with.

    I was soooo freaked out that I texted my ex about it.  I told him I 
    thought he and our son would be amused.  My ex did used to save me from bugs and rodents.  He often said I was going to give him a heart attack.  I just couldn’t help myself.  I wasn’t trying to give him a heart attack.

    It’s been like that.  When I told a neighbor, he said that there are a lot of rats in the building now.  I’m freaking.  I am fuckin’ freaking.

    Changing the channel, a man found my info as an actress on a website 
    where my subscription ran out.  He managed to contact me anyway, and I’m cast in a project that will be marketed to show runners who might find it worthwhile to pitch to TV networks.  I haven’t had an acting gig in a while, so I agreed to it.  Plus now it is easier to take time off from work than during the fall when we have classes.

    I won ten bucks on a five-dollar scratch off ticket.  I also played Quick 
    Draw.  I put a dollar on seven numbers.  Five of them came out.  I won twenty bucks on that.  I am grateful.  That money helps me get through another day or two, but I need a big win.  I really do.

    After the film shoot, the next day I am going to my friend Barbara's in New Jersey again for a couple of days.  She has a pool and a wonderfully fun-loving spirit.  For me, it feels like adult summer camp.  I am so glad I am getting to go again this summer.  Another friend of ours will be there for most of the time also.  So much fun.



    Those of you interested in the comedy line-up, I’ll be one of nine comics 
    performing on Aaron Smith’s Funny Underground Comedy show at Broadway Comedy Club on 8/31 at 7pm.  Seating at 6:45.  Ten bucks cover and 2 drink minimum.

    Sunday, September 30th at 6pm (seating at 5:45pm), my Divorced Divas 
    of Comedy show will be happening again at Cornelia Street Café on Cornelia Street in the Village.  $10 cover and $10 minimum (food and/or drink).  Guaranteed laughter. 

    I already miss my Frida who is no longer my co-worker.  She is an amazing 
    person, and a huge loss now that our students won’t have her available to them.  She’s now also a loss to much of the staff.  Though underpaid, she wouldn’t have left on her own accord.  The wonderful thing is she is going to work at helping the traumatized children that the Orange One had yanked from their parents.  Maybe that is the bigger plan, but I’m in tears at losing our Frida.    


    Love you, Frida!  May God be with you, my dear, as you try to ease the 
    trauma that the Orange a-hole Nazi humanoid caused these children and their parents.


  4. Comedy Happenings & Other Stuff

    Sunday, July 29, 2018

    Well, guess who wasted a second Friday off from work waiting on a plumber who didn’t show? 

    Frustrating.  But not my biggest problem in life.  However, since the leak 
    in my bathroom has been going on for over two weeks, when I enter the apartment, it smells musty.  I do hope the plumber and other workers get here before the bathroom ceiling ends up on the bathroom floor.

    Honestly, I can’t help thinking of the atrocities our government is doing to innocent little children.  I’m a mother.  I was a child.  I grew up often being made aware of what was done to innocent people in the Holocaust.  It is all too horrific.

    So by comparison, my bathroom leak is fixable (as long as the fixers get 

    On a positive note, the Divorced Divas of Comedy will be doing another 
    show at the Cornelia Street Café on Sunday, September 30th at 6pm.  If you like to plan ahead, mark your calendars.  By the way, if you aren't connected with She So Funny or Divorced Divas of Comedy on Facebook, go connect:    and

    Thank you.

    Recently, I performed at a cable TV show taping at MNN.  It was Pepino 
    Clemenza Provolone’s show.  I had never met him and his group of comics before.  It was fun.  Pepino is warm, welcoming, and quite a character.  All of the other comics were younger than me, but, inside, I don’t feel old.  I had a roomful of comics and one regular person laughing hard.  I enjoyed the spirit of the evening.  I’m looking forward to seeing the edited final product. 

    The next comedy show I’m in is Aaron Smith’s Funny Underground Comedy (F.U.C.) show on Friday, August 31st at 7pm at Broadway Comedy Club.

    Of course, I’ll let you know if more gets added or any changes occur.

    A number of people, who have made my place of work a humane setting and serviced students so beautifully, are leaving.  I am sooooo bummed out. 

    I really welcome something great to happen. 

    (Love to CGM)


  5. The return of the Divorced Divas of Comedy show was a hit!  I am proud, yes I am.  I was also thrilled that the audience included four poetry friends, four co-workers, and three other friends of mine.  Heart-warming.  Others had guests as well.  Plus the owner sat and watched the whole show.  Each comic had the room going.

    Lucky for me, my friends took photos.  Here we were in action.  I informed the room of my penis-free zone.

    Debbie shared how to prepare for a third husband search.

    Ken Watter, funniest tax accountant in DC, has a plan for his retirement that involves some non-traditional ideas.

    Missy's family misunderstood the purpose of her facial scrubber.  Rhonda once wanted to be a nun until a Sister at St. Virgin in the Bushes changed her course.  

    All mixed together was a hilarious time.  In the photo below, Robin Hirsch, owner of the Cornelia Street Cafe, cozies up to the comics and lets everyone know how much he enjoyed us.  

    Those of you who couldn’t get to the show on 7/22, there will hopefully be 
    future opportunities there.  I’d also like to bring the Divorced Divas of Comedy show to some place in the Bronx.  That’s my home borough.  I really should find venues in every borough for this show. 

    The “Divas” rotate to some degree.  One of the ones in the 7/22 show is 
    from Delaware, and another is from Washington, DC.  They traveled to NYC to do the show which was a treat. 

    There’s a lot of stress involved in producing, however, there’s much 
    gratification as well.  I decide the line-up.  I love my taste.  I can easily invite friends and co-workers, confident they will enjoy the show.  Plus the comics typically walk away saying, "It really was a good show."  

    A few nights later, I was in someone else's show.  One big difference is my focus is mainly on my own performance, what to wear, and getting there on time.  Everything else is someone else's stress.  I enjoyed performing under a lighter load.  There's good stuff about both situations.

    Behind the scenes:  At my job, there is a funding shortage.  Most people's security is not secure.  The uncertainty of life.  It is unnerving for sure.

    I am expecting the plumber tomorrow morning to deal with a leak that has been going on for a while.  I have tomorrow off from work. 

    See, behind the scenes, life ain't so glamorous.  Not until someone comes along, sees me doing my thing, and says, "I want that woman in my TV show!" (or something equivalent).  

    With that change in finances, I'd be able to make a donation to the program I currently work for, leave, always have toilet paper, tissues, and towel paper at the same time, pay all debts, help my son, help others, have a real choice of doctors, and move to an easier place to live.  So fun to fantasize.  And my fantasy didn't even get to luxuries.  Not having to worry about survival is a luxury.



    Hi lovely people.  I hope you made or will make your reservations for the Divorced Divas of Comedy show on Sunday 7/22 at 6pm.  212 989-9319

    I created, produce, and perform in that show.  I get to book the comics, and I love my taste.  I guarantee you a very good time.  I wouldn’t have it any other way.  Only 10 bucks cover and another 10 to buy something.  Good food and drink.  I’d appreciate your support.  Laughter guaranteed. 


    Bring someone (co-worker, date, sibling, friend, neighbor, a mom or dad 
    from your child’s school) who needs laughter.

    If you’d like to be part of a live studio audience, I’m performing at 
    MNN Studio on West 59 Street in Pepino Clemenza Provolone’s show on Wednesday, July 25th.  Showtime is 9:30pm.  The show is free.  The studio is always very air-conditioned.
    Friday, August 31st at 7pm, I am in Aaron Smith’s F.U.C. show at Broadway Comedy Club.
    More to come …
    So update your calendars, folks.  Let me tickle you, make you laugh, and have you gasping for air.