Hi everyone! A haiku of
mine on the theme of winter is published here:
I'm in here towards the end
Another poem of mine has been requested to another publication. That part of my life is going well.
My show, The Almost-Winter Comedy Show, at The Artist, 249 City Island Avenue, is on
12/20/2024 at 8pm. Only $15 cover, no
minimum, and a hat gets passed around for contributions so I may pay the
comics. There is a vegetarian-friendly
menu and delicious desserts to tempt you, but it is not required. You may even BYOB. Glasses, ice, and a corkscrew will be
provided. It is a family-run place and
very welcoming.
The desserts are provided by Jenny's Sweets and they are
SPECTACULAR!
The line-up:
Helaine Witt
Jose Angel Diaz
Shelly Colman
and me!
This show is my birthday eve, and I hope you want to attend. I’d love to see you there and hear your
laughter.
I hope everyone had a decent or better Thanksgiving. Mine started out sort of depressing, but I
was expected at a dinner in the evening at my best friend’s house. It was a vegetarian dinner, delicious, and
with great company. So much sharing,
wine, weed, and laughter. I am so grateful.
However, the next evening, someone was ringing my
doorbell. I was not expecting anyone, so
I almost didn’t go to the door. Then I
thought maybe it was a package I wasn’t expecting. I went to the door, looked through the
peephole, and it wasn’t anyone in a FedEx or UPS uniform. I asked, “Who’s there?” The young (maybe early 20s) man had long
hair, maybe in dreadlocks, braids, or twists, and didn’t look at my door, so I only
got a profile view. It seemed he was
reading off his phone. He said that he
lost his I-Phone around here and wondered if I had seen it or heard about
it. I told him, “No,” and I added, “Good
luck.” If he thought I would open my
door, he got the wrong girl. I was born
and raised here in the Bronx.
What I didn’t hear was most
significant. He didn’t ring anyone else’s doorbells. So this was specific. I wondered if someone was watching me, or if
someone hired someone to do something. I
don’t generally make enemies, but as far as I know, there are some people who
think they would like me to be dead. I
was never cruel to them. Both are connected
to a man I chose to not be with. Draw your own conclusion. Then
there are people in the neighborhood who might feel rejected by me simply
because I don’t respond favorably to disrespectful men. Whatever that person at my door was about, it
could’ve been a very Un-Thanksgiving Day After.
Life isn’t boring. That’s for
sure.
This year, Hanukkah and Christmas begin on the same day. Amazing.
And for the first time in my memory, Hanukkah will conclude in January.
Come to my show on 12/20!
Love always to CGG-M ❤💕❤
Mindy Matijasevic
December 2024