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Apr. 8th, 2009 01:28 amYO!!!! BOSTON BURLESQUE EXPO!!
Be there or be.... clothed.
No wait, be there or be less amused and covered with glitter than you might otherwise be if you had gone... yeah. That's it.
The weekend looks likely (knocking on wood) to be our best yet. We have lots of people booked into the hotel, tickets are selling like hotcakes, and communication with teachers has been the best ever. We have a full docket of great teachers and performers each day and night, a thriving fashion exhibit, an art show, a vendor room and more.
Better yet, the staff is really coming together. Having worked with the regular other heads of stuff - Scratch, Chad, Hunter and Fancy - I've always known they were all super-competent. But this year we seem to be hitting our stride - god willing we've hit the point where we know a bit about how to work together and compensate for weaknesses with strength and foresight. Or at least that's how it seems. A dubious part of me is just waiting for something to 'splode in a fiery ball of doom.
Also - Babydolls vs. Quincy
If you haven't heard, we're in a battle with the town of Quincy to try to open a dance studio. The town politician giving us grief doesn't seem to realize that we are opening a studio, not a performance venue. Or else he doesn't get that Burlesque and Burlesque classes are most often enjoyed by the intellectual elite, and that a studio won't bring down the neighborhood. In fact, it'll most likely be an artsy improvement that enhances the local options of Asian dining, Irish pub, tattoo parlour and liquor store. This has become a battle about kids and morality, when I'd wish it was about town revenue and creating a bit of a cultural vibe. With a local T stop and plenty of cheap housing, the area could become a cheaper Cambridge/Somerville, if there was some interesting stuff to do at night that didn't involve crime.
But perhaps the closed minded posts on the site here:
http://www.patriotledger.com/ business/x1243558450/Oh-baby
Suggest that Quincy isn't really interested in something a little bit fringe. They'd rather have a safe, predictable town that heads toward decay.
Anyhow... if you are so inclined, especially if you live local - register and drop a friendly word of support. We sure could use some votes of confidence.
I had a long grumpy rant going. But I've deleted it. I'm in a bad mood. Have been for 3 days straight. It's not anything awful, it just feels like death by 1,000 paper cuts. But life is what you make of it, and I don't have nearly enough to whine about. Not with the crappy economy hitting so many people, and so many friends having to face serious and scary health stuff in recent year. Nope. I do not deserve to whine.
I do however, deserve to tell you all that I hired a maid. This was maid #2. Maid #1 was expensive and didn't do a good job. Maid #2, we love. We definitely love Maid #2. We will name her Margarida (cause that's her name). She rocks. House is now clean. Cleaner than I would have cleaned myself. When she had a question (and a very fair one), she called.
We love the Margarida.
We love the clean house.
We will now love the clean flannel sheets in the nice clean bedroom, after first visiting the nice clean bathroom and brushing our nice (soon to be) clean teeth.
Yeah baby, yeah.
( me = bad mood )
Be there or be.... clothed.
No wait, be there or be less amused and covered with glitter than you might otherwise be if you had gone... yeah. That's it.
The weekend looks likely (knocking on wood) to be our best yet. We have lots of people booked into the hotel, tickets are selling like hotcakes, and communication with teachers has been the best ever. We have a full docket of great teachers and performers each day and night, a thriving fashion exhibit, an art show, a vendor room and more.
Better yet, the staff is really coming together. Having worked with the regular other heads of stuff - Scratch, Chad, Hunter and Fancy - I've always known they were all super-competent. But this year we seem to be hitting our stride - god willing we've hit the point where we know a bit about how to work together and compensate for weaknesses with strength and foresight. Or at least that's how it seems. A dubious part of me is just waiting for something to 'splode in a fiery ball of doom.
Also - Babydolls vs. Quincy
If you haven't heard, we're in a battle with the town of Quincy to try to open a dance studio. The town politician giving us grief doesn't seem to realize that we are opening a studio, not a performance venue. Or else he doesn't get that Burlesque and Burlesque classes are most often enjoyed by the intellectual elite, and that a studio won't bring down the neighborhood. In fact, it'll most likely be an artsy improvement that enhances the local options of Asian dining, Irish pub, tattoo parlour and liquor store. This has become a battle about kids and morality, when I'd wish it was about town revenue and creating a bit of a cultural vibe. With a local T stop and plenty of cheap housing, the area could become a cheaper Cambridge/Somerville, if there was some interesting stuff to do at night that didn't involve crime.
But perhaps the closed minded posts on the site here:
http://www.patriotledger.com/
Suggest that Quincy isn't really interested in something a little bit fringe. They'd rather have a safe, predictable town that heads toward decay.
Anyhow... if you are so inclined, especially if you live local - register and drop a friendly word of support. We sure could use some votes of confidence.
I had a long grumpy rant going. But I've deleted it. I'm in a bad mood. Have been for 3 days straight. It's not anything awful, it just feels like death by 1,000 paper cuts. But life is what you make of it, and I don't have nearly enough to whine about. Not with the crappy economy hitting so many people, and so many friends having to face serious and scary health stuff in recent year. Nope. I do not deserve to whine.
I do however, deserve to tell you all that I hired a maid. This was maid #2. Maid #1 was expensive and didn't do a good job. Maid #2, we love. We definitely love Maid #2. We will name her Margarida (cause that's her name). She rocks. House is now clean. Cleaner than I would have cleaned myself. When she had a question (and a very fair one), she called.
We love the Margarida.
We love the clean house.
We will now love the clean flannel sheets in the nice clean bedroom, after first visiting the nice clean bathroom and brushing our nice (soon to be) clean teeth.
Yeah baby, yeah.
( me = bad mood )