Letterman!

I was on Letterman on Thursday singing backup for Steve Earle (who, on top of being a folk/country badass legend, is also an actor on The Wire, one of my favorite TV shows of all time). If you saw it, the dreamy-voiced woman I was singing with is Allison Moorer, a really talented singer-songwriter.

I didn't tell you because I'm superstitious about things not happening if I announce them. But I'll tell you this: I sat next to Tina Fey in the makeup room and she brought her own lipstick, which is probably smart cause who knows what lips have been touched up by those brushes; Venus Williams is really tall, very pretty and has an 8-deep entourage; Letterman is tall but not crazy tall; and it really is COMPLETELY FRIGID in that theater. Like I could see my breath when I sang.

Now that it's happened, I can't find a YouTube clip, and it's not on Letterman's site, so I don't really have any proof. I wanted to take something with me as a memento, but I'm no klepto. Instead, I just bagged all of the free cookies from the dressing room. So here they are, real cookies from the Late Show's catering, yo. Mostly chocolate chip, with nuts or without, and a few oatmeal raisin. Believe.

My Mae seemed a little impressed, more impressed than she was with Carnegie Hall originally. Go figure. She apparently watches the Late Show when she can't sleep.

The thing that made me feel really New York glamorous was that I just walked to the theater from work, put my makeup on, sang, then hopped on the subway to meet everyone for dinner downtown. I love New York!

UPDATE: Here it is!