Back To My Roots

where my love can be found/and my heart rings true

Special thanks to RuPaul for writing that because the message actually got me back on the ice today. Yes, my feet hurt like hell and I wobbled like an overgrown potato given my lack of abs and weight gain, but I did it. 40 minutes. Baby steps...or should I say glides?

I am thrilled to say that Bryant Park has completely eclipsed Rockefeller Center--run by Restaurant Associates--as the place to be. All the shows, the stars, and the up-and-comers are all being financed by CitiGroup's gorgeous little rink. AND IT'S FREE. YOU DON'T HAVE TO PAY A DIME IF YOU HAVE A LOCK AND YOUR OWN SKATES. It's like the old SkyRink 2.0: a small cafe next to lockers, back check and bathrooms. Each has hot water, working toilets and sizable heated spaces. Best of all is the state of the art lights and sound system. Classic jazz was playing. I almost tripped coming out of a mohawk turn when SCOTT JOPLIN came on. When's the last time you heard ragtime? My dad's favorite. It's like he was watching me. My first return to my "roots" (I skated before I danced) since March 17th of this year. I'm a bit sore, but I'll be back, definitely.

The holiday hunt continues. I'm checking out Century21 department store near my neck o'the woods. Turns out there's some sort of bonus they give you. I haven't gotten a bonus since....? 1988? I believe I worked in Lowen's Drug Store. It was $15, and I was only there 4 weeks. The minimum wage was $3.35 an hour, which is about how much the American dollar is worth currently if you think about it.

Somehow I have to find a way to get down to Florida to see Mom, even if it's on the back of a turnip truck. She won't be able to make the trip this year due to her health. Oh well. We'll see. Either way, I'm feeling a helluva lot better despite my insomniac blogging at this moment. I'm going to keep a positive spin on things. Blasting house music and following my favorite drag queens has a lovely effect on my mood. Which gives me a creative idea--I've got old concert t-shirts and a Bedazzler somewhere in the back of my closet. Perhaps a little sparkle to the shirts and put 'em up on eBay? Now there's a thought.....

It's good to scheme. Even at 4 in the morning.