ImprovBoston 21st June 7.10pm

Miss Orla is doing America and i'm starting at the capital of Tea Parties - BOSTON!

Come down and see me on Sunday 21st June at Improv Boston:

ImprovBoston, 40 Prospect St. Cambridge, MA, USA, 02139Phone: 617-576-1253

You may be asking what's a Singing Psychic doing at an Improv night - well it's very simple.

25 years ago when ImprovBoston began - an accident occurred on stage that caused the brutal death of an Improviser.

They were creating a scene in the style of a Western Genre - Tumbleweeds, Saloon, Whores, Spitting.... The Gun Fight.

One of the improvisers - not fully understanding the rule of 'imagination' and 'performance' pulled out a real gun and shot the other performer.

Even though the guy with the real gun had pulled his gun slower than the improviser with the 'imagined' gun, tragically that imagined bullet couldn't disarm his opponent - infact it antagonised the real gunman.

Over the last 25 years that slain improviser has been a quiet spirit - only interrupting a few late night performances with flickering lights and eery smells - but recently he's upping the anti.

Pushing the limits of health and safety! (I’m vociferous in my hatred for Health and Safety expunctionists) ....taking batteries out of smoke alarms, pouring water on tiled floors!

He's also interfering with shows - making performer’s fluff lines, throwing in swear words etc.

So I - Miss Orla - have been called in to X'ise the venue, the stage, the hardware, software, people etc.

Come watch me, come touch me, come b me, come come come. Come Comb Come...

Tidal Wave of Lust

Slipping out of the bath I chanced upon a tall Japanese man. As I was in my locked bathroom I was a tad surprised till I noticed he had no feet.

Izanagi handed me my deep purple satin robe and carried me into my bedroom.

As a spirit guide he'd made me stiff and immobile - so I succumbed to his delicate soothing touch as I listened to his concerns.

Shinto Kami Impurity... that's the main points for the western reader - let's just say we need to balance the books. It's not quite a snappy as Ying Yang but it's the same deal - we need to get balanced.

War and Nuclear Bomb building is tipping us on the side of Yang and we need a good dose of Ying. Or mass indigestion and migraines will befall us.

This comes from Izanagi. I'm in no place to question that 'God'. (and yes ladies… he is!)

His solution is simply 'Lust Dust'. He will be sitting on a cloud and “Dust” us with “Lust” – “Dust Lust”.

So people - you heard it first - i've warned you.

Personally I say "Bring it On!"

Boys'R'Toys

Out and about and in and out

Sunny shining evaporate drout

Rivers of Bliss and Mountains of Winks

Summers here

Yes! Muckspredder stinks



When tired of jam and tea, stretch ones legs, pop fingers, grind jaw to the whistling silence of a summer dawn

Smell me in the garden, field me on a bridge, hug me from woodglade trip, bite hard to my rosy lips

Sandals pinch of sand delights, Puppies yap in dusky fright, all the world is out tonight, sleep and lover winter, elope on diamond kite