I fell asleep last night to the marvelously exotic scent of jasmine once again. It was so thick in the air after this oddly summer like weather fooling the flower into blossoming. Someone in another apartment had an opera blasting but it came to me gently across the darkness. Normally, I'd be upset by loud music at 4 am but it was classical music. How can that be anything but delightful?

I was told that huge posters for the special April 15th show went up in the venue this weekend. I had no idea they had been made to begin with and the initial word they existed came in the form of the image of mine used. I finally saw the internet version today and I love it. I have been personally carefully controlling the release of information about this event since it'll be the world premiere of the Angels In The Dark trailer. (So now you know!) It'll also be a rare burlesque performance on my part. And, of course, the entire show is geared toward the film noir theme. Tommy Gunn really took to it and came up with a witty plot line to carry through the show. (Though, I always knew we'd work well together. We function similarly on certain levels.)

I have quite a bit of work to do in preparation for that one event. A month ago, that would have been daunting. But the empowering experience I just had at The Underground Theater has changed my perspective and unearthed even more that had been laying dormant inside. A whole month to prepare for a four minute routine plus a little PR for the movie? Bring it on.