Champ Superstar

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    $42 and Faith

    I was out catching up with Sheri over coffee (Irish) a few nights ago when we met a very sweet, interesting young woman.  Her name is Chef Tre'.  She was wearing head-to-toe chef garb and I got the feeling she had been pounding the pavement in it, ready to work on the spot if needed.  She looked tired and weary, but she smiled and laughed anyway and talked vibrantly about her plans and hopes for the future. Chef Tre filled us in on all the businesses she was ready to get off the ground (she's a cheesecake artisan, a personal chef, and runs an awesome business called "Romantic Embers" which I would totally use if I had any embers in the fire!) - all great ideas that could really work if given the right kind of exposure.   

    She, like most people in New Orleans, had a story to tell. She had driven from Birmingham just a few days prior to our meeting.  She said she left with what clothes she could carry, her kid, a full tank of gas, and "$42 and faith."  That struck me and keeps ringing in my ears.  $42 and faith.  I'm not one for faith.  As an atheist, skeptic and misanthrope, I just don't make room for it.  But, while listening to her tell her stories, I had no doubt that we could do something for her.  I had every faith that the people of New Orleans will not fail her in her time of need.  That was a new feeling to me. The feeling of faith in something, in this city.  I don't know what she was leaving behind in Birmingham, but I know that she is ready for New Orleans to welcome her warmly and give her opportunity.

    So, Sheri and I concocted an idea for an in-home brunch this Sunday, pre-Saints, to get the ball rolling on her dreams. 

    The details:

    When: Sunday, October 25th, 11:30 AM

    Where: Sheri will host at her house in the Irish Channel.  

    Who: TAKE NOTE: THIS EVENT IS OPEN TO EVERYBODY AND ANYBODY, NOT ONE SPECIFIC GROUP.  First come, first served. Currently, we have 6 signed up and would like to sign up 6-9 more.   

    It will be $15 per person and we also ask that you bring some cheap champagne or orange juice for mimosas.  Or whatever it is that you would like to drink with your meal.  We'll have coffee and other beverage fare, as well.

    Chef Tre' is IN.  When I called her to ask if she'd be interested she said "Where and what time?"  She's so very excited to do this.  To encourage her independent businesses, we would like for attendees to take a minute and listen to the fun services she offers and hopefully throw a little business her way.  

    You can always email me for more details or to RSVP: champsuperstar@gmail

    Or find me on Twitter and @ reply or DM to @champsuperstar

    Thanks for your help with Chef Tre'.  I am positive after this she will be encouraged and inspired.

    Regards,

    Champ

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    Oct 21, 2009
    sheri' just sheri' said...
    hopefully the 1st of many chances we get! Chef Tre' has a spirit that Champ and I latched on to, she just needs a lil help getting out there! thanks to everyone from the bottom of my heart for attending and look forward to seeing u all Sunday!
    Oct 21, 2009
    Champ Superstar said...
    UPDATE: We are at full capacity! Thank you everyone for helping us help Chef Tre' get her new life started.

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    I'm one in 2 million. Literally.

    I live life as a libertine.

    I love books, beers and bands.

    I drink Smithwick's and Jager shots.

    I love and miss my Grandma and My Best Girl Bigsby.

    I like geeks, writers and responsible people.

    I like dangerously clever people with multisyllabic vocabularies and twisted logic.

    I like to fall sleep in the Whedonverse and wake up on my own.

    I like kickin' it old school. I like the Doctor on Friday nights and Zach Morris on Saturday mornings. I like tat'd greasers with bad attitudes and soft hands. I like epic books and shifts in the paradigm. I like Centro-Matic at midnight and a full moon view from my front porch.

    I like my cocktail hour to start at noon. I like Lester Bangs and the rock writer ethos. I like bad movies and gossip sites. But, I loathe bad writing and insincere fandom.

    I like Ernie Cline and It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia. I like sidewalk orgasms and rock overload in spring.

    I like Elvis Costello and My Name is John Michael. I love Kathleen Edwards. I like F U songs with bitter lyrics. A lot. I like words: well spoken, well written and well justified.

    I like epidemiology. I like late nights in dark rooms in a self-conscious haze. I loathe the daylight. I like cozy bars and strong cocktails. I like making lists. I love Saints football, cold days and hot toddies.

    I like people who don't question my motives.

    I like beans and rice at Juan's and Torchy's tacos. I like socialist theory and the history of salt. I like being guided by Robert Pollard. I like dirty, rotten scoundrels. The movie and the rogue class.

    I like playing unfair. I like holding grudges. I like to rage. I like to make out in random places. I like to wake up in my own bed. I like the occasional karmic kick in the head.

    I like to find out how people who got married in high school are doing these days. I like people who f**k for validation. I like cribbage and farkle and games with interpretable rules.

    I like when the universe tells me to jump already.

    I like Chicago. The city, not the band. I like New York and Nashvegas.

    I love New Orleans.

    I like expensive hotels and cheap drinks with men of dubious character.

    I like random magic tricks, well-practiced bad jokes and short road trips with people who listen to good music. I like vampires, the Chupacabra and Roberto Clemente. I like Bigfoot and Godzilla and UFOs and Jandek.

    I like to change my mind. I like when others don't.

    I like a sincere laugh. I like irony not defined by Americans or Emo kids. I like screw-ups and screwing with people. I like being serenaded by boys who sing me Death Cab songs.

    I like to try and hide the pain for the things I can't explain.

    I like WILCO.

    I like to geek out.

    I like the slow descent into a life I never meant.

    I do not like hugs. I am never bored.

    STALK ME:

    Twitter: @champsuperstar

    Email: champsuperstar@gmail.com

    Google Voice: 504.383.4277

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