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  1. I'm Back!

    Tuesday, March 29, 2022

     








    I’m alive.  It’s been three months since I wrote a blog entry.  I’ve had things to share, but have been feeling stuck in a number of ways.  Sorry to be out of touch.


    December 21st was my birthday.  I was glad to see another one.  I still had a cold that just wouldn’t let up, so I postponed my dinner with friends for a week.


    I saw my feline friend Mustache on my birthday which always feels good. 





    I decorated my door with paper snowflakes I cut out the way I learned to do in grade school.  Doing that continues to bring me joy.


    I was informed that I share my birthday with Jane Fonda (who I have felt a connection with since “Cat Ballou”).


    My friend Robert Gibbons wrote a poem for me for my birthday.  I was so surprised.



    Central Park West (for Mindy Matijasevic)

     

    was it there I met you one night

    over the dinner table with poems

    and hummus, or red wine. I am not

    sure, three or four of us at a collation party

    but the connection has always been magic

    your melodic way of comedy, then your

    serious demeanor, people would not know

    how much fun you are. You are my poetic

    comedic, superstar, Bronx mama. May your

    birthday be not another day, but a way

    to laugh and sing, may your birthday be not

    another day but a reflection of all your worth

    when I read your blog you bring down Earth

    Happy Birthday Queen of the Bronx

     

    Robert Gibbons                                             

                                                                    

                 

     

    That made me feel real good.  Thank you, Robert.  ❤

    …


    Christmas joy came in the form of a neighbor’s new puppy.  I received so many puppy kisses, and it warmed my heart and the feelings stayed with me.  A puppy is so eager to give and receive love.  And it’s so pure.  Those were my best moments of that day.

     

    …


    One week after my birthday, when my cold was much milder, my friend Judy took me out for dinner and drinks.  She is super generous with me.  I love her company.  We were able to fill each other in on much of what is going on in our lives.  I love times like that.

     

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    There’s more, but I’m going to fast forward.


    ·        Friday, April 8th at 8pm, I’ll be in Janice Messitte’s show at Broadway Comedy Club, 318 West 53rd St., upstairs room, $20 cover/ 2 items minimum.  Tell them you are there to see Mindy Matijasevic.






    ·      Saturday, April 9th, Arts on Site, 12 St. Marks Place, donation-based. I’ll be doing comedy in this variety show. (More details to come.)


    ·        Friday, June 10th, 8pm, my show at The Artist, 249 City Island Avenue, on City Island will be featuring me, Mutiyaa Vision, Rhonda Hansome, and Linda San Lucas.  $15 cover, no minimum.


     

    Hope to see you and hear your laughter!




    Love all the time to CGG-M ❤❤❤

    Mindy Matijasevic March 29, 2022

     

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  2. Life in spite of Legionnaires

    Saturday, November 30, 2019













    Legionnaires is no joke.  I’m still dealing with it.  I’m not contagious as it’s 
    not a person-to-person thing.  Man oh man.  Just from all the resting, my body is de-conditioning.  When I walked to my voting place some weeks ago and walked back, I had Charlie horse almost everywhere including my gluteus. 


    Allowing myself to sleep as long as I can allows me to have many dreams.  
    Unfortunately, they have all been disturbing.  But better they get expressed than just stuffed inside.


    I had felt very hopeful for over a week of feeling much better.  Then I 
    caught a cold (which given the situation, doesn’t feel like just a cold), and I’ve been coughing so much.  My chest and rib area muscles are sore from all the coughing.  Lordy, Lordy.


    For Thanksgiving, I turned down two invitations from friends because the 
    holiday is too depressing for me.  I stayed home and pretended it was just a regular day.  That was the least problematic way for me to go this year.  The last time I accepted an invitation for Thanksgiving, I felt like I brought my depression with me and couldn’t contribute good spirit to the event.  I didn’t want to do that again.  Glad it is behind me.


    On a brighter note, for my friend Judy’s birthday, we went to see a 
    staged reading of “The Panic Defense” by Sam Affoumado.  It was very intriguing and well cast.  It was about the dangers of being gay, bi, trans, etc. in our homophobic society.  We were both glad we went to see it.  I love being with Judy no matter where we go.


    The next day I had plans to meet up with my poetry pal Robert Gibbons, a 
    very talented writer and good human being.  But I don’t feel good every day, and that day I didn’t feel well so I cancelled.  I miss out on much, but I have to listen to my body. The day after that, I didn’t get to a poetry workshop I had been attending.  More missing out.  I have to get better already. 


    I make plans with my hopeful self and then sometimes wonder why I made 
    plans.  I think what did I get myself into?  Climbing up train steps is so difficult, but I take it slow.


    Last Sunday I was in a Brevitas poetry festival at the Bowery Poetry Club.  My friend Mindy Levokove was in it too, and I was happy I’d be seeing her.  Additionally two friends attended.  Bernie, who had been a co-worker and office-mate at my last job, was there and enjoyed the whole event.  It was good to see him again.  Richard, a playwright and former co-worker of mine, also attended.  He enjoyed some of the event.  He stayed for my part of the reading and left before the event was over.  I understand that too.  The reading was three hours long, so if it doesn’t appeal to you, it feels very long.  I get it.  I was glad to be there and to be a part of the whole Brevitas community.  I connected with many people that were new to me.  I saw many who I don’t see often.  I have two copies of the anthology where five of my short poems live.  We had food and drinks afterwards and were able to talk to each other.  One of my favorite moments was when I said hello to Angelo Verga, and he took my hand and kissed it.  It’s really nice to be treated like that.


    In the pic below, not everyone remained until the end, so it is only part of the bunch.  I'm bottom center.





    The next day, my best buddy Bob helped me with many things.  One thing 
    was he drove me to a local shelter where I donated ten bags of my too-small clothes and five bags of my books and magazines.  That’s a lot of stuff out of my cluttered apartment.  Yay!  Thank you, Bob!



    The day after that, I went for a mammo.  (No comedy about that yet.) 


    Then that night, I performed comedy at the Producers Club.  The host, Micheal O'Rourke, introduced me as “the Queen.”  J  I admit I had a great set.  The audience members high-fived me when I stepped down.  I was pretty thrilled.  I met comics I didn’t know before.  A comedy friend, Mark, came to the show to support, so afterwards we went for coffee and talked lots about doing comedy.  I enjoy that as much as performing especially because we are on the same wavelength about things.


    I even made it to a poetry workshop at my friend David’s house the next 
    night.  I was very glad I went.  It was the night before Thanksgiving.  I brought a poem about killing a cockroach.  They had a good time with it, and I received helpful feedback.  We went to dinner afterwards at a Thai restaurant.  David and Jessica surprised me by treating.  I didn't expect that but truly appreciated it.


    The three days following, I’ve been home and trying to feel better.  Oy. 


    I have more to share, but next time.  Enjoy your long weekend.


    Big love to CGG-M!  

    Posted by Mindy Matijasevic at 6:08 PM | Labels: , , , , , , , , , | 4 comments | |