When you’re driving home late at night from a gig, that post-show adrenaline is good to keep you going for the first hour, maybe two if you don’t hit traffic. But when the adrenaline wears off the tricks kick in:
* Roll down the window. (But not on a rainy night.)
* Blast the air conditioning. (In January? Nope.)
So DMX it is! “Where the Hood At?”
Admittedly, this song has not aged well in a politically correct sense. But if it keeps me awake and alert, then I’ma “D to the M to the X” for as long as it takes.
Just one exit away from my house, traffic slowed; then stopped. And in a moment of musical synchronicity, my speakers began blaring: “Y’all gon' make me lose my mind up in here; up in here!” FACTS!
The cause of the slow down was an accident. And I thought back to earlier this evening when leaving the theater and my friends said, “Get home safe.” And I said, “You too.” We all, of course, assumed we would.”
I wondered if the people in this two-car accident late on a rainy Saturday night had the same exchange before hopping into their cars. They probably did.
We do our best but ultimately control so very little. I am home safe (so are my friends) and I’m super grateful that I drove home in the rain and not snow.
I’m also grateful that the adrenaline bump that got me most of the way home was from a standing ovation after a kick-ass Women of a Certain Age Comedy Show at the Hopewell Theatre with Carole Montgomery, Ellen Karis, and Anita Wise (who I’ll be working with again this Thursday at the Candlelight Theatre in Wilmington, Delaware.)
‘Till then, drive safe and Party Up.