I am an open book for u baby
Please come and read me
For u I am an open wound baby
Awaiting u to come bleed me
All along i have been a desire baby
Just longing for u to need me
I was a caged bird sweetheart
Desperate until u freed me
I want to be ur dream my love
I want u to simply see me
I wait anxiously in the dark baby
For that time ur ready to recieve me
And i am so bound to ur heart my baby
Until those tender moments when u release me
Wednesday, April 2, 2014
Release me
Tuesday, April 1, 2014
Through the eyes of a child..
Hello World,
Lately many of my blog posts have been funny (at least I think so!! lol) and that REALLY is my nature. I am fun loving and so full of humor and laughter, but there are many sides to me, I am very multifaceted. (If you don't know what that means, sorry for YOU, this is not Dictionary.com, so I will not be defining words for you; Ima need you to play words with friends, scrabble, or just take an English course real quick)
ANYWAYYYY,
saying that, I understand that many times, humor and laughter can help us get through our bad times. Humor and laughter can be the medicine that heals us. But it also can be the mask that does not allow us to heal. We cover up our pain and our hurt with laughter and the people laughing with us may never know that we are in pain and need something less frivolous and more tangible than a laugh. Like a hug, some empathy, a little bit of understanding...
I began writing as an escape and I have attempted many times to explain to people why I truly believe that my writing is s talent and a gift from my Maker. It is because when I write, I LOSE myself. I start writing and when I come up for air, I have to go back and read what I have written to know what came out. To see what I just created because it's like the words came through me from somewhere else, not from me. It is really hard to explain because it just happens as if by remote and sometimes I have to wonder myself exactly what it was I wanted to say and then re read what I wrote to make sure that is what came out.
In saying that, when I was a kid and felt so unseen, so unimportant, and so irrelevant, my writing became my way of having someone else to 'talk' to. I would write poems and short stories and sort of share them with myself afterward. Weird? Maybe, but that is what I did. I think I was in maybe the 5th grade and we started doing Current Affairs. I hated having to watch the news and be forced to write my own version of what I saw because I was disgusted with the world in general, and with my world in particular. I wanted a way out of both because I felt like my world was a direct result of the greater world. Like because the REAL world was so F ed up, that was why MY world was allowed to be so F ed up.
I wrote this poem probably when I was in the 5th grade and was made to do those current affair assignments. I know this because some of the metaphors I speak of remind me of those 10 o'clock news bulletins I had to watch. The name of it is Through the eyes of a child, and today as I read it back, I ache for those little boys and girls who have their innocence taken from them too soon and have to SEE, REALLY SEE what a cruel and cold world we live in because until it was forced upon me; cruelty and meanness, ugliness and darkness was an adult issue and I should have been allowed to avoid these things as long as possible. That's what childhood is about. Innocence, Oblivion, and Discovery...
Lately many of my blog posts have been funny (at least I think so!! lol) and that REALLY is my nature. I am fun loving and so full of humor and laughter, but there are many sides to me, I am very multifaceted. (If you don't know what that means, sorry for YOU, this is not Dictionary.com, so I will not be defining words for you; Ima need you to play words with friends, scrabble, or just take an English course real quick)
ANYWAYYYY,
saying that, I understand that many times, humor and laughter can help us get through our bad times. Humor and laughter can be the medicine that heals us. But it also can be the mask that does not allow us to heal. We cover up our pain and our hurt with laughter and the people laughing with us may never know that we are in pain and need something less frivolous and more tangible than a laugh. Like a hug, some empathy, a little bit of understanding...
I began writing as an escape and I have attempted many times to explain to people why I truly believe that my writing is s talent and a gift from my Maker. It is because when I write, I LOSE myself. I start writing and when I come up for air, I have to go back and read what I have written to know what came out. To see what I just created because it's like the words came through me from somewhere else, not from me. It is really hard to explain because it just happens as if by remote and sometimes I have to wonder myself exactly what it was I wanted to say and then re read what I wrote to make sure that is what came out.
In saying that, when I was a kid and felt so unseen, so unimportant, and so irrelevant, my writing became my way of having someone else to 'talk' to. I would write poems and short stories and sort of share them with myself afterward. Weird? Maybe, but that is what I did. I think I was in maybe the 5th grade and we started doing Current Affairs. I hated having to watch the news and be forced to write my own version of what I saw because I was disgusted with the world in general, and with my world in particular. I wanted a way out of both because I felt like my world was a direct result of the greater world. Like because the REAL world was so F ed up, that was why MY world was allowed to be so F ed up.
I wrote this poem probably when I was in the 5th grade and was made to do those current affair assignments. I know this because some of the metaphors I speak of remind me of those 10 o'clock news bulletins I had to watch. The name of it is Through the eyes of a child, and today as I read it back, I ache for those little boys and girls who have their innocence taken from them too soon and have to SEE, REALLY SEE what a cruel and cold world we live in because until it was forced upon me; cruelty and meanness, ugliness and darkness was an adult issue and I should have been allowed to avoid these things as long as possible. That's what childhood is about. Innocence, Oblivion, and Discovery...
Through the eyes of a child
I see the bag lady lying there,
and it brings tears to my eyes
Watching the homeless dig for cans
always leaves me wondering why
I long for the time when the world was bright
and a cold breeze was considered mild
When instead of fear, I felt mystery at night
When I saw the world through the eyes of a child
Hearing the tales of murder for hire
Clutches so painfully at my heart
And hearing the sirens of paramedics in a rush
Makes my breath just catch in my throat
I remember when I was oblivious to all this
And couldn't name one bad thing in this world
Now I am surrounded by evil and sin
No longer seeing through the eyes of a young girl
To see it all again through the eyes of a child
Would be to see wonderment and innocence
The birds would fly with no oil on its' wings
And the most populated places wouldn't be prisons
The flash of gunfire would be in the celebration of a parade
As would the sound of marching feet
Now guns pop in the name of murder
And the marching-a military fleet
War was something only in my history books
And I knew of it only to pass a test
Aids, by definition was another word for help
And to every crime, someone would readily confess
Growing up, I lost almost all that trust
I had in the goodness of man
And while growing up, I began asking why
Do we have to lose the carefree way of seeing,
Seeing things through the eyes of a child?
~Cracey Creations
I am NOT a crazy stalker fan, JOSH WOLF!! ;)
Hello World!
This blog post is LOOONNGG overdue but I needed time to ensure that it was written flatteringly since I do not want to alienate one of the people that I admire, yet I have never had the honor of meeting.
Those who know me know that I am so far from a groupie. I rarely get excited about a person's fame, but I do get excited about their accomplishments and achievements. Not necessarily in what they may have done for the world or society, but for what they have meant in my life and have meant to me on a personal scale. There are really only a handful or celebrities that I feel have contributed to my life in that way and some of them are not even considered 'celebrities' in the way say, Beyoncé, or Kevin Hart may be viewed as one. By celebrity I mean they have caused me to pay attention and follow what they are doing in the entertainment field because they are just that interesting. TO ME. Of those very few, one is Eminem, and the other is Chelsea Handler.
Eminem really should not need a bio here but if he does, then maybe you really should just go crawl back into the hole you live in because you are on my nerves ALREADY in your ignorance. He is a rap artist, but he certainly is more than that to me. He is a poet, he is an urban storyteller, who despite the fact that he is white crosses into the Black culture not only by virtue of the type of music he chose to do (rap, and so many STILL ignorantly attribute RAP to BLACK ONLY) but also because his life story and struggle seems to relate to what we selfishly think is only what WE as a people go through. I listen to his words and FEEL what he is saying and I empathize with his identity issues as well as his relationship with his mother. I mean I say all of that, but not to look like a crazy stalker fan or anything, I must also say I will so totally leave my life and be his slave if he asked. (Ok got that outta my system and we all know it sure isn't his lyrics that will cause this adulation. I so love this man) But anyway, my crazy stalker fan dual personality jumped out and wrote THAT line!~sorry
Chelsea Handler, on the other hand speaks to me because she IS me! I swear she is my white sister! We are born days apart, and she is my Pisces sista, she tells it like it is and really truly seems to NOT GIVE A GOTDAMN what ANYBODY has to say. I, too tend to spout off in my opinions and feelings on a subject and rarely give a thought to how ANYONE is going to receive it. SO WHAT if you don't like it?! Don't listen. I became a fan of Chelsea's when my cousin Erick told me about her show. I tuned in and was hooked. Her take on today's celebrities and issues is so in tune with what I think and her humor is so contagious to someone like myself who finds humor in almost anything. Like, seriously, I can be at a FUNERAL and find something funny. NOT in a disrespectful way, but in the way of like seriously???! That's what and where they are gonna do THIS at? After watching her show for a few weeks in it's infancy, I researched this funny gal that I felt an instant affinity with and just loved her more and more. Her humor is hysterical and her outlook is just so in tune with all the things I feel, say believe and believe in. I went to the library and read ALL of her books and once I agreed that she was well deserving of NYT bestseller status I went out and bought all of them to support my white sister from another mister. I DVRed her show as I worked overnight, and every morning before going to sleep after my shift, I would get Lately with Chelsea.
During this time, I fell in fan mode with many of her round table guests. Loni Love, Sarah Colonna, Ben Glieb, Chuy, and so many others became my go to for funny when I wanted to laugh, but I fell in love with the humor of Josh Wolf and Jo Koy. These two just stood out to me in the way they delivered, the dynamics they created with the other cast members as well as their jokes and perceptions of the daily topics. BUT if you know the two I speak of, Josh Wolf is unarguably the more attractive of the two and in keeping with my' I never had a white boy but if I did, I would definitely give it up to THAT one bucket list', Josh Wolf became one of my favorite people. I wished feverently every morning as I tuned in that he was on the round table that show, and I was truly disappointed (if not still entertained) when he was not.
I had always followed Eminem and Chelsea on FB and TWITTER because I am truly interested in what they say and what they are doing, so I began adding some of the lesser people I admired (a little) to my follow list and imagine my excitement when I followed my boy JOSH AND (OMG in my biggest valley girl voice n schreech) he followed back AND he answered a tweet like right away!
Now allow me to say this first, I do not think of Chelsea and Josh as the iconic A list celebrities who are unreachable; well not by the standards that Hollywood says makes you a celebrity but to ME, these people that I admire are celebrities of that status and they do enrapture me. It would be an honor to shake their hand and just sit and shoot the turds with them on why I think they are so great, but more importantly for them to see how great I actually am, and why they are that much more iconic because someone like me who reserves judgement and adoration toward those bigshots that are shoved in our face as deserving and instead give it to people like THEM who some may think are UNDESERVING of adoration (people are just mules and cattle, I swear).
Of course, I also fear that I will come across as an arrogant nobody to them but since I have so little on my list of people who are actually important in the entertainment field (well, important to ME), I like to think that they will just as instantly as I gravitated toward them, they just as instantly see that I am more impressed with what they stand for than for any celebrity status they may have.
Saying all that, we get to the juice of the story~Josh Wolf, aka sexy azz white boy that makes me laugh and can wear a hat better than any brother from my hood wears a fitted, I swear!! But anyway, I digress...
I tweeted Josh about tickets to the show because I was lax in my research on HIM and did not know he had his own venues and shows. I also thought wow, I can see Chelsea and him and collaborate with TWO of my favorite celebrities at one time. He graciously told me that anytime I wanted, let him know and he would make it happen. I patted myself on the back because my judgement seemed to be on point. This guy was a nice guy and responded right away. Again, I attribute ICON A list status to my favorite celebrities so in my mind, he is in his 450 million dollar mansion and does not HAVE to even be bothered with me, yet he is. The reality is, he probably is in his split level just trying to make a buck and simply likes to please and communicate with his fans. Be that as it may, this is MY imagination and I put my boi in a 450 million dollar mansion so let's leave him there, please and thank you!!
I never went on that trip to California so I did not ever contact Josh about those tickets, BUT I still watched every show and drooled over every episode he was on. Again, I am not a crazy stalker fan, I am his admirer people and there is a difference. A few actually. I will explain. A crazy stalker would tweet him every day, send him naked pics and claim to love him, I on the other hand will not send him naked pics (unsolicited, lol) and I tweet him when there is a subject that we need to tweet about. Also unlike a crazy stalker fan I do not profess to love what I do not know, but as an ADMIRER, I do profess to like ALOT what I think I know. It IS confusing, but you do have to applaud my attempt to distinguish myself from the crazy stalkers, if I do say so myself.
In August I actually MOVED to California, but for one reason or another, I never pursued my desire to visit the show. Maybe because it was a big move and I was so focused on getting settled and finding a job, but I did not even think, "hey girl, you are like RIGHT HERE, soooo you need to get those tickests", yet I continued to faithfully watch the show and follow Josh and his hysterical antics on twitter. (I had told a few people excitedly how Josh followed me back and even tweeted with me, but their reaction made me feel like maybe I WAS a crazy stalker fan and I can't just slap every one who doesn't understand the difference so I kept it to myself. Like really, just because you are not impressed with my funny white boi, you don't have to be a big fat HATA about it!)
So I came home to NY for obvious reasons which really boil down to how can you really live anywhere else once you have lived here? But my daughter stayed in LA. I visited her this March and while on my way to the airport, I noticed a tweet by who else, JOSH wolf and I had an AHAHAAA moment. What better chance than now to get those tickets and go see the show and get to meet not only Josh, but Chelsea as well? I was going on vacation so had time on my hands. I tweeted Josh, and true to his nice guyness, he tweeted right back. Alas, I was going to be in Cali for the weekend, and the show did not tape on the weekend!! But Josh happened to have a show at the Comedy Store in Hollywood that Saturday! I was super excited and we shared a few inconsequential tweets about the venue and I assured him I would definitely be there.
I get to Cali and made plans to go the show. I was super excited because I love comedy shows and I was finally going to meet one of the few celebrities I admire and get a picture with him and hopefully hang out with him. (like c'mon people, I am one of the coolest people ever, so as soon as he met me, he was going to want to hang! NOT in a crazy stalker I wish he takes me to meet his mom way, but in a OMG Josh Wolf is so hot and one of my favorite celebrities and I am only here for the weekend so you better stop playing and get on this pretty brown round kinda way~I KNOW yall see the difference right?)
I get there way late because my friend that I so generously invited to go with me did not understand nor did she respect my admiration of this man and my excitement of this event picked me up late and to my horror, surprise, and aggravation, the man tells me that Josh cancelled but John Capparillo (probably spelled wrong, but when you are the co star in a story starring JOSH WOLF you must expect some things to just glaringly put and keep you in your place sir, IJS) and a few other comedians I did recognize would be performing. URGGGH n EELK, but I am here so I may as well go ahead...
I did actually enjoy the show (well since I am an honest person, I will remain true to me, I enjoyed the first 4 or 5 performances and then the reality of what I was missing AKA Josh WOLF kicked in and I had to leave. Not to mention that we sat next to the bathroom and white girl wasted is a state that I had to hear and experience numerous times as they trekked to the bathroom so it was getting real dangerous for white Hollywood chicks the longer I sat there)
I tweeted Josh of course and threatened a Twitter beef that I soooo wanted to start but how can I when my admiration for him was till in tact and he DID apologize. (I mean he IS sitting in a 450 million dollar mansion so an apology in the form of 2 tickets to Cali AND tickets to Chelsea would have been better than an "OH, you went to the Comedy Store and I wasn't there? SORRY" tweet, but we are talking about my imagination and reality lines blurring so we will not go there)
In saying all of that I wanted to finish with this:
Josh, you are still one of my favorite comedians, and even though you stood me up (not like I thought we had a date, geesh what do you think, I am crazy stalker fan or something??!!) I still admire you for your humor, your accomplishments, your single daddy status (that's what your bio says, so tell your wife to deal with your publicist buddy) and your totally effortless way you wear that hat AND I also still totally want to rip that same hat off your head and run my fingers through your hair as you so desperately beg to touch my pretty brown round!! Oh, and yes, I would also still like to see you live! (that is if I didn't scare you off with the whole I am NOT a crazy stalker fan, but due to me trying to explain how I am NOT I may well SEEM to be!!)
Keep tweeting and keep on doing what you do, you are loved!!
~Cracey
This blog post is LOOONNGG overdue but I needed time to ensure that it was written flatteringly since I do not want to alienate one of the people that I admire, yet I have never had the honor of meeting.
Those who know me know that I am so far from a groupie. I rarely get excited about a person's fame, but I do get excited about their accomplishments and achievements. Not necessarily in what they may have done for the world or society, but for what they have meant in my life and have meant to me on a personal scale. There are really only a handful or celebrities that I feel have contributed to my life in that way and some of them are not even considered 'celebrities' in the way say, Beyoncé, or Kevin Hart may be viewed as one. By celebrity I mean they have caused me to pay attention and follow what they are doing in the entertainment field because they are just that interesting. TO ME. Of those very few, one is Eminem, and the other is Chelsea Handler.
Eminem really should not need a bio here but if he does, then maybe you really should just go crawl back into the hole you live in because you are on my nerves ALREADY in your ignorance. He is a rap artist, but he certainly is more than that to me. He is a poet, he is an urban storyteller, who despite the fact that he is white crosses into the Black culture not only by virtue of the type of music he chose to do (rap, and so many STILL ignorantly attribute RAP to BLACK ONLY) but also because his life story and struggle seems to relate to what we selfishly think is only what WE as a people go through. I listen to his words and FEEL what he is saying and I empathize with his identity issues as well as his relationship with his mother. I mean I say all of that, but not to look like a crazy stalker fan or anything, I must also say I will so totally leave my life and be his slave if he asked. (Ok got that outta my system and we all know it sure isn't his lyrics that will cause this adulation. I so love this man) But anyway, my crazy stalker fan dual personality jumped out and wrote THAT line!~sorry
Chelsea Handler, on the other hand speaks to me because she IS me! I swear she is my white sister! We are born days apart, and she is my Pisces sista, she tells it like it is and really truly seems to NOT GIVE A GOTDAMN what ANYBODY has to say. I, too tend to spout off in my opinions and feelings on a subject and rarely give a thought to how ANYONE is going to receive it. SO WHAT if you don't like it?! Don't listen. I became a fan of Chelsea's when my cousin Erick told me about her show. I tuned in and was hooked. Her take on today's celebrities and issues is so in tune with what I think and her humor is so contagious to someone like myself who finds humor in almost anything. Like, seriously, I can be at a FUNERAL and find something funny. NOT in a disrespectful way, but in the way of like seriously???! That's what and where they are gonna do THIS at? After watching her show for a few weeks in it's infancy, I researched this funny gal that I felt an instant affinity with and just loved her more and more. Her humor is hysterical and her outlook is just so in tune with all the things I feel, say believe and believe in. I went to the library and read ALL of her books and once I agreed that she was well deserving of NYT bestseller status I went out and bought all of them to support my white sister from another mister. I DVRed her show as I worked overnight, and every morning before going to sleep after my shift, I would get Lately with Chelsea.
During this time, I fell in fan mode with many of her round table guests. Loni Love, Sarah Colonna, Ben Glieb, Chuy, and so many others became my go to for funny when I wanted to laugh, but I fell in love with the humor of Josh Wolf and Jo Koy. These two just stood out to me in the way they delivered, the dynamics they created with the other cast members as well as their jokes and perceptions of the daily topics. BUT if you know the two I speak of, Josh Wolf is unarguably the more attractive of the two and in keeping with my' I never had a white boy but if I did, I would definitely give it up to THAT one bucket list', Josh Wolf became one of my favorite people. I wished feverently every morning as I tuned in that he was on the round table that show, and I was truly disappointed (if not still entertained) when he was not.
I had always followed Eminem and Chelsea on FB and TWITTER because I am truly interested in what they say and what they are doing, so I began adding some of the lesser people I admired (a little) to my follow list and imagine my excitement when I followed my boy JOSH AND (OMG in my biggest valley girl voice n schreech) he followed back AND he answered a tweet like right away!
Now allow me to say this first, I do not think of Chelsea and Josh as the iconic A list celebrities who are unreachable; well not by the standards that Hollywood says makes you a celebrity but to ME, these people that I admire are celebrities of that status and they do enrapture me. It would be an honor to shake their hand and just sit and shoot the turds with them on why I think they are so great, but more importantly for them to see how great I actually am, and why they are that much more iconic because someone like me who reserves judgement and adoration toward those bigshots that are shoved in our face as deserving and instead give it to people like THEM who some may think are UNDESERVING of adoration (people are just mules and cattle, I swear).
Of course, I also fear that I will come across as an arrogant nobody to them but since I have so little on my list of people who are actually important in the entertainment field (well, important to ME), I like to think that they will just as instantly as I gravitated toward them, they just as instantly see that I am more impressed with what they stand for than for any celebrity status they may have.
Saying all that, we get to the juice of the story~Josh Wolf, aka sexy azz white boy that makes me laugh and can wear a hat better than any brother from my hood wears a fitted, I swear!! But anyway, I digress...
I tweeted Josh about tickets to the show because I was lax in my research on HIM and did not know he had his own venues and shows. I also thought wow, I can see Chelsea and him and collaborate with TWO of my favorite celebrities at one time. He graciously told me that anytime I wanted, let him know and he would make it happen. I patted myself on the back because my judgement seemed to be on point. This guy was a nice guy and responded right away. Again, I attribute ICON A list status to my favorite celebrities so in my mind, he is in his 450 million dollar mansion and does not HAVE to even be bothered with me, yet he is. The reality is, he probably is in his split level just trying to make a buck and simply likes to please and communicate with his fans. Be that as it may, this is MY imagination and I put my boi in a 450 million dollar mansion so let's leave him there, please and thank you!!
I never went on that trip to California so I did not ever contact Josh about those tickets, BUT I still watched every show and drooled over every episode he was on. Again, I am not a crazy stalker fan, I am his admirer people and there is a difference. A few actually. I will explain. A crazy stalker would tweet him every day, send him naked pics and claim to love him, I on the other hand will not send him naked pics (unsolicited, lol) and I tweet him when there is a subject that we need to tweet about. Also unlike a crazy stalker fan I do not profess to love what I do not know, but as an ADMIRER, I do profess to like ALOT what I think I know. It IS confusing, but you do have to applaud my attempt to distinguish myself from the crazy stalkers, if I do say so myself.
In August I actually MOVED to California, but for one reason or another, I never pursued my desire to visit the show. Maybe because it was a big move and I was so focused on getting settled and finding a job, but I did not even think, "hey girl, you are like RIGHT HERE, soooo you need to get those tickests", yet I continued to faithfully watch the show and follow Josh and his hysterical antics on twitter. (I had told a few people excitedly how Josh followed me back and even tweeted with me, but their reaction made me feel like maybe I WAS a crazy stalker fan and I can't just slap every one who doesn't understand the difference so I kept it to myself. Like really, just because you are not impressed with my funny white boi, you don't have to be a big fat HATA about it!)
So I came home to NY for obvious reasons which really boil down to how can you really live anywhere else once you have lived here? But my daughter stayed in LA. I visited her this March and while on my way to the airport, I noticed a tweet by who else, JOSH wolf and I had an AHAHAAA moment. What better chance than now to get those tickets and go see the show and get to meet not only Josh, but Chelsea as well? I was going on vacation so had time on my hands. I tweeted Josh, and true to his nice guyness, he tweeted right back. Alas, I was going to be in Cali for the weekend, and the show did not tape on the weekend!! But Josh happened to have a show at the Comedy Store in Hollywood that Saturday! I was super excited and we shared a few inconsequential tweets about the venue and I assured him I would definitely be there.
I get to Cali and made plans to go the show. I was super excited because I love comedy shows and I was finally going to meet one of the few celebrities I admire and get a picture with him and hopefully hang out with him. (like c'mon people, I am one of the coolest people ever, so as soon as he met me, he was going to want to hang! NOT in a crazy stalker I wish he takes me to meet his mom way, but in a OMG Josh Wolf is so hot and one of my favorite celebrities and I am only here for the weekend so you better stop playing and get on this pretty brown round kinda way~I KNOW yall see the difference right?)
I get there way late because my friend that I so generously invited to go with me did not understand nor did she respect my admiration of this man and my excitement of this event picked me up late and to my horror, surprise, and aggravation, the man tells me that Josh cancelled but John Capparillo (probably spelled wrong, but when you are the co star in a story starring JOSH WOLF you must expect some things to just glaringly put and keep you in your place sir, IJS) and a few other comedians I did recognize would be performing. URGGGH n EELK, but I am here so I may as well go ahead...
I did actually enjoy the show (well since I am an honest person, I will remain true to me, I enjoyed the first 4 or 5 performances and then the reality of what I was missing AKA Josh WOLF kicked in and I had to leave. Not to mention that we sat next to the bathroom and white girl wasted is a state that I had to hear and experience numerous times as they trekked to the bathroom so it was getting real dangerous for white Hollywood chicks the longer I sat there)
I tweeted Josh of course and threatened a Twitter beef that I soooo wanted to start but how can I when my admiration for him was till in tact and he DID apologize. (I mean he IS sitting in a 450 million dollar mansion so an apology in the form of 2 tickets to Cali AND tickets to Chelsea would have been better than an "OH, you went to the Comedy Store and I wasn't there? SORRY" tweet, but we are talking about my imagination and reality lines blurring so we will not go there)
In saying all of that I wanted to finish with this:
Josh, you are still one of my favorite comedians, and even though you stood me up (not like I thought we had a date, geesh what do you think, I am crazy stalker fan or something??!!) I still admire you for your humor, your accomplishments, your single daddy status (that's what your bio says, so tell your wife to deal with your publicist buddy) and your totally effortless way you wear that hat AND I also still totally want to rip that same hat off your head and run my fingers through your hair as you so desperately beg to touch my pretty brown round!! Oh, and yes, I would also still like to see you live! (that is if I didn't scare you off with the whole I am NOT a crazy stalker fan, but due to me trying to explain how I am NOT I may well SEEM to be!!)
Keep tweeting and keep on doing what you do, you are loved!!
~Cracey
Love unto me
Let the love come into my heart
When it should and when it may
Let the love come into my life
When it's real and here to stay
Allow the love to flow all through me
At the time it is needed most
Allow the love to suddenly envelop me
When I am down and experiencing life's lows
Arrive to me when I am most in need
And show me what I have always known
Arrive at that moment in my life
When I can no longer navigate this alone
Be all the love I can handle
But more than I have ever dreamed
Be all the love I have always believed in
But be all the love and lover I will ever need
~Cracey's Creations
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