a brief update

The Ramada Inn, Houston is what would happen if you turned a strip mall parking lot into a hotel. Characterless, but spacious. Slightly depressing if you stop and examine the towels, or peer out the window at the freeway. The analogy breaks down at the point at which I say "But at least it has hot water, and enough water pressure to knock dirt off you and into the adjoining suite."

I enjoy hotels, though, and I'm here in Texas shooting an instructional video for the test-prep company for which I work. I've been discussing the finer points of the GMAT on camera, repeatedly, while slowly, artfully walking around the edge of a fountain, and while casually resting on a low tree branch. Which, quite frankly, is always how I try to explain things to people.

The Jenny Vaudeville Show last night was short and bittersweet. Two pretty ladies and a stylish gentleman regaled the audience with original and classic polka tunes, a fitting way for the Jenny V. show to go out. Of course, bittersweetness aside, this is a great big good move -- I'm taking a bit of time off to get married and to promote the new show, and then Jenny V. (possibly under a new name) will re-open in June at a comedy club, the name of which is to be announced (I just want to get the papers signed before adding it to the calendars).