A comedian friend of mine posed this question to me in an over-crowded coffee shop in a rather busy shopping center the other day, and I couldn’t help but laugh. It was a good way of putting it.

I don’t like to not be busy – not necessarily running hither and thither incessantly, with little downtime, but cerebrally busy.  Busy planning, thinking, analyzing, creating.  There has to be some meaty little project I can sink my teeth into, or else I run the risk of becoming a perpetually lazy creature. I sit here, right now, in the sunshine of my living room, trying to coach myself on just doing nothing today (but I’ve already broken that promise to myself several times).

I had the pleasure of attending Charlie Murphy at the Wilbur Theatre on Friday evening, in order to write a review for bostonist.com.  While I’m well familiar with his movies and his role on the Chappelle Show, I’d never actually seen his stand up.

Holy crap.

I was blown away, to my amazement – I expected a lot of similarity to his opener, Freeze(?), or to Eddie Griffin (meh).  Not so much, as Murphy was a comedic mastermind. I’ve not yet seen an entertainer quite as skilled at his trade as Charlie Murphy.  Still gotta write my review, which will be stellar.  I’m not rushing, since I’m waiting to get my info for my own publishing interface for the online blog (yay).

My 18 month-old nephew arrives from Tuscon this week.  I’ve not yet my nephew. To say I’m excited would be like saying that I have a slight fondness for coffee – an obscene understatement.  I also haven’t seen my  brother in something like two years, and my sister-in-law in even longer.  I just have to get through two measly days of work, first, and then it’s time to hang with the little man. Yay!

Wednesday night is Angie’s Anti-Cancer Comedy Birthday Bash at the Vault, which I hope will be amazing.  News of the event (courtesy of my own doing, naturally), ended up making the American Cancer Society’s daily newswire, which is sent out nationally to ACS staff.  That was pretty badass.

After a long period of repression, I’ve finally accepted the undeniable fact that I have rather hefty crush on a dude.  I won’t get into details, but he’s significantly younger than me, probably won’t reciprocate, yet may drop by the birthday show this week.  I hate that I still go down that road – that whole, ‘it won’t be disappointing if I already have myself convinced he won’t be attracted to me’ thing. Lame.

So we’ll see. He intrigues me, which is something that has been significantly lacking in the dating pool for a considerable amount of time.

So…nephew’s arrival, nephew’s first meeting of the J-Bear, birthday show, birthday, maybe Russell  Brand on Saturday, definite interview with Steve Hofstetter on Sunday.

If the object of my crush unfortunately doesn’t end up feeling it, who’ll have time to wallow?

Not this chick.

Not me, not neva!

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