Those of you who live in or near New York City may be interested in stopping by Tuesday’s WYSIWYG, at the Bowery Poetry Club.
This will be my fifth WYSIWYG appearance, but I’m actually very nervous because it will be the first time I’ll be reading something instead of singing. Of course, the thing I have to read is pretty fabulous, if I do say so myself, so if you come I promise you won’t be disappointed, especially because even if you hate me you are sure to be entertained by Rod Townsend, Curly McDimple, Joe Jervis, Greg Walloch and Spinster.
Of course, if you hate me and are entertained by them I will start stalking you and doing whatever I can to make you like me, just like Rose in that episode of Golden Girls in which her coworker doesn’t like her and she tries to make him be her friend through sheer force of will.
She failed but I will succeed.
Does this mean if we’re interested in hanging out with you, all we have to do is attend WYSIWYG and tell you we like the other performers better? Hmmm…
“Faustus, I really liked Joe.My.God’s WYSIWYG better than yours…and, by the way, I’ll be seeing a movie Friday night and grabbing a drink afterward.”
That’s certainly going to be my plan of action… I’m very much looking forward to the event, by the way!
Someday I need to get back to NY.
Oh Faustus, how could anyone possibly think you’re anything less than fabulous?
….On second thought, perhaps it’s best not to ask–or to answer–such a question….
Any chance of a recap of your portion for those of us that could not attend?
I may be mistaken, but is that the man who has never been seen in the same room as you modeling in the picture?