I have found several really cool jobs which require a lot of time away from the homestead, so I can't blog as much as I'd like, or as much I am used to blogging. I don't have the time to attend rehearsals and follow up with people -- especially those to whom I send questions and from whom I don't get replies. I love the theatre community here in our Bluegrass area, though, and of course will do my best to give you lambchops the heads up that you deserve when something cool is coming our way, but I most likely will be tapering off on the blogging from hereon out...and I hate that, because I have come to know and love a lot of very devoted souls who give a lot of time and effort and heart to their efforts both on-stage and off.
Tomorrow night, I hope you find an hour or so and get your sweet asses down to Al's on 6th and Lime to hear the Holler Poets Series continue their literary word-fest. There are so many neat people who contribute to the open mic portion of Holler, and one of the featured poets, James Vincent, is a good friend and good guy and I really hope you will be able to go see and hear him. Also, Coralee and the Townies will be playing the music after the writers have their say, and since there's no cover charge - what the hell, GO TO AL'S and witness all the loveliness that is Holler Poets Series. It starts at 8...please do yourself a favor and attend with your open mind and tender heart...I guarantee you will be touched...in a good way :)
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Lastly, I want to make a comment or two about my newest job that I love. I now work as a bartender before the UK basketball games now -- in the lobby of the Hyatt. It's a very cool job, it's physically demanding for an old lady like me, but I love to bartend, so I am happy to do it. However, even more than the heavy tipping that goes on, I love to see the Big Blue Nation come through the walkways with 'that look' on their faces. The Big Blue Nation is an infinite resource of love and inspiration and for those of you who are from elsewhere or who have never really experienced University of Kentucky basketball, I have to tell you, you are missing out on seeing something that is phenomenal. I saw people in wheelchairs tonight who were so delighted to be there, it made me cry to think of what their day-to-day lives must be like. I saw an elderly man hobble through the crowd wearing a blue mohawk...he was thrilled to be amongst the throngs of UK fans that were crowding the lobby of the Hyatt...he was thrilled in the same way my Mom and Dad used to be just to sit beside the radio and listen to the ballgames when Cawood Ledford was broadcasting. I saw little kids, little tow-headed boys who reminded me of my son when he was young and I would take him to every ballgame and concert I could just so he could have that experience to add to his childhood memories.
We live in Kentucky. It is one of the poorest states in the nation...but UK basketball is the great equalizer. It gives hope to the person who cannot walk or talk or move around like the rest of us - it gives joy to the young and old -- it puts smiles on faces and makes our blood boil as it turns blue. It's a wonderful phenomenon that is just a special sight to witness, whether it's on the radio, on the television, or even standing behind a beer stand in the lobby of the Hyatt hotel.
If you have read this far, I thank you for listening to me...and if you have read my blogs at all, I thank you for that as well. I have enjoyed covering the arts and activism in the Bluegrass and while I am not going away, I am going to be not as mouthy, not as persistent, not as chronic in my blogging as I have been in the past. This is for monetary reasons, but it is also because I think it's time to relax a bit and enjoy life as I know it. And life is good...and I thank you again for sticking with me here in Kimmyville.
peace, y'all,
Kimmy
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