"Well, I said, that's my stance." then Miss Fancy Pant said, 'Oh, yeah?'"
Silent other lady in elevator couldn't get a word in edgewise, the talking lady continued, "Yeah, and if you don't like it you can stuff it, and she said, 'who do you think you are? And I said, I am, who I am."
Then I turned to the talking lady and said, "I know, you're Popeye!"
After she gave me a look the rest of the ride to the lobby was silent.
Tuesday night, was a blast at the "City Stories: Stoops to Nuts" show at Cornelia Street Cafe. On March 20th I turn 60. I am, who I am. Time, life moves on, and what better way to capture my joy in a bottle then gathering together all the people who've contributed to making my life more interesting and fun and thank them, my family and close friends for their relentless love and support. It was a fine time downstairs in the Cafe in the West Village on that magical block between Bleecker and West 4th Street.
Thank you, Barbara Aliprantis, Otto Barz, Cris Beam, Nicole Ferraro, Francis Flaherty, Zack Hample, Robin Hirsch, Tim O’Mara, Joshua Rebell, Barbara Turner, Angelo Verga and Adam Wade for giving me direction and opportunity. It's my bottom of the seventh and it's the best inning in my life and I'm playing in the coolest ballpark in the world, New York City.
Here are photos from the show.
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