Tuesday, January 31, 2006
PS Mythic god-wise, I always did prefer the Furies over the Fates. They're just so mischievous!
Did you think I was going to do a whole post with no mention of HOTT guys? Eric Bana makes me sweat all over. Also, I was underwhelmed when I heard they'd chosen Daniel Craig as the new Bond. Still pictures don't do him justice. He is teh sex onscreen. You know me, so please don't be offended that I was ogling dudes during a serious movie.
Monday, January 30, 2006
PS Could I restore music from my iPod onto a new machine?
Sunday, January 29, 2006
I spent a good part of the day with my sister and her girls. My sister was in a rather serious car accident this week, hit by a dude who ran a red light and smashed her into a UPS truck. She's relatively fine, but her car isn't. So it was minivan shopping, yo. I'll venture it's something I'll never do for myself, so I was game. After all, I hold the belts from both federations when it comes to negotiating....you see where I'm going here...that's right....I'm Marvin Haggler....so she was happy to have me along. She'll be picking up her new mommy-mobile next week.
Then it was back into my own sportier whip for some shopping: shower products, then textiles, then clothes, then food. Doesn't that sound like a slice of heaven, y'all? I'm just home now. Having some hot and sour soup and laundering my new sheets. Mmmmmm.....I know some of you are sticklers for insanely high thread counts, but you can have the slick, I like the friction. These are something like 300,plenty for me, and there is a curious weave that is divine. Love some texture. When I was opening them up, a little note fell out. I couldn't get my camera to capture the text, so I'll copy it here:
Sometimes, I feel as if I'm always cleaning up a mess. If I'm not picking it up, then I'm putting it away. But, when everything is in its place, I feel like I'm finally in mine. I hope that when you find the perfect place for this, it helps you find yours. Live well, Nate.Isn't he just the sweetest thing?
Friday, January 27, 2006
Also, Max gave me the heads up on Tim Gunn's PRICELESS podcast recaps.
Added: OK, one more. Here's Santino doing T Gunn doing "Closer" by NIN over on the Bravo. (while the adorable/lickable Daniel V loses his shit over it)
Oh, and if you're one of the tens of fans who was enjoying this show, they are airing the final episode, web only, tonight at 8 EST. Not sure how that's going to work.
Finally, in that second shot AQ is not at his best, but I loved the overly optimistic t-shirt so.
Thursday, January 26, 2006
My Friend Leonard
It's the follow-up to the now notorious A Million Little Pieces. It's a good story, now lessened for me with the revelations about Frey playing fast and loosey with the truthy. I don't mind feeling a memoir has been enhanced for my reading pleasure, but I don't want it manufactured whole cloth. Then it's fiction and Frey's stuff worked because it was supposedly a stark truth. As fiction it's only fair to middling. Truth or fiction aside, loved the gay twist. I search out the queer in media so often, it gives me a little thrill when the queer catches me unaware. Oprah, who at first rushed to his defense, will apparently have more to say about Mr. Frey on her show today. Sadly, this is starting to affect other memoirs. Apparently all Augusten Burrough's work will now appear with a disclaimer. Just please don't tell me Augusten's partner isn't as fucking hairy and tight and hot as I've pictured him after reading Magical Thinking.
Son of a Witch
This is the long awaited sequel the Gregory Maguire's Wicked. I read Wicked when it first came out eight or nine years ago and as I've mentioned previously, it spread through my circle of friends like Heppie B. Well, like Heppie B would if my circle of friends were regularly exchanging bodily fluids. Wonderful book and this sequel is just about as good. Now unhindered by the constrictions of adhering to the familiar Oz story and characters from the movie, Maguire takes us on a wild broom ride with Liir, the young and striking spawn of the WWotW. Some of the characters we love are still hanging around. We see the Scarecrow and the Tin Man and the Cowardly Lion for a bit. Glinda is in the hizzay, tiaras and upswept 'do in place. Oh and here again, when I least expected it, there may or may not have been a gay twist. Yay! But dudes, you do NOT have to be friend of Dorothy to love this book. Admittedly, it don't hurt. Honestly, I didn't really anticipate this book for 8 years because I didn't smell a sequel. There has to be a trilogy now, though, cuz brotha Gregory left all kinds of loose ends untied. Not Liir's though. His be tight.
The folks over at Too Much Free Time have been kind enough and lacking in judgment to a sufficient degree that they've agreed to let me recap and ramble about the exploits of my favorite badass, Jack Bauer, on the new season of 24. Cool, huh? If you love that show, head over and chime in. It'll be a recap, but we'll probably talk about hot guys and balls and stuff, too.
Wednesday, January 25, 2006
Added: I just read that they have taped Brokeback Oprah with both Heath and Jake on the show. If any of you bitches hears when this is airing, gimme the heads up! Also, if you haven't gone to the movie's website, you should check it out for the entries made by folks relating how the movie affected them. Some are incredibly moving. Finally, there's a good interview by one of the producers over at towleroad.
My little eight y.o. niece (second grade) had her first 'sleepover' last weekend. I was asking her about it over the phone. She had a great time.
ME: Were all your friends there?
SHE: All of them except one girl from the dance team, but I don't think we wanted her there anyway. We think she's gay.
ME: Really? Do you know what that means?
SHE: Not really. Just that she's weird and she might wanna kiss me.
She doesn't know what gay is, but she already thinks it's a bad thing. Per my sister's wishes, she doesn't know her uncle is gay. The uncle she calls a few times a week is gay. The uncle she reads her poems to is gay. The uncle who takes her to the movies is gay. The uncle she tried to trade her sister for so he could be her godfather is gay.
When is a kid old enough to know? Wonder what she'll think about 'gay' by the time she finds out?
PS I'm not judging my sister. Far from it. Just today someone at work tried to fix me up with her daughter and I took her number, so I'm not in a position to judge.
Monday, January 23, 2006
Janet Parshall, conservative radio talk show host, was on Larry King Live earlier this month during a discussion of the motion picture Brokeback Mountain (sublime, btw. I'm posting about it later even though everything to be said has already been said...don't care....it haunts me....I loved it....). Anyway, here's an excerpt from gaywired.com of what she had to say about gays adopting and gay marriage. There are so many things wrong with practically every word, where do you even start?
Opining on gay marriage, Parshall called it a "pretend family," arguing that "God himself" defined marriage as a union between one man and one woman, and that "everything else is a fraudulent misrepresentation." She then asserted that
allowing a gay couple to adopt constituted "state-sanctioned child abuse because you've purposely taken away either a momma or a daddy, and mom and dad are both necessary in a child's life."
OK, let's play a variant on that game where you have to find all the things wrong in a picture. You know, where the wagon wheel is actually an apple pie? I'll start. Are the gays adopting kids OUT of two parent families or are they trying to provide a home for infants with no parents at all?
link via towleroad
Sunday, January 22, 2006
Beloved and oft-hyperlinked Andrew tagged me for one of those meme things some time back. I'm finally gonna try to toss it off. You might wanna back up a little.
FOUR JOBS YOU'VE HAD IN YOUR LIFE:
Lifeguard at a municipal swimming pool
All purpose handyman/boy at a funeral home
Assembly line worker at a yogurt plant
Microbiology lab instructor
FOUR MOVIES YOU COULD WATCH OVER AND OVER:
Waiting for Guffman
FOUR PLACES YOU'VE LIVED:
FOUR TV SHOWS YOU LOVE TO WATCH:
The Amazing Race
FOUR PLACES YOU'VE BEEN ON HOLIDAY:
Colorado, Utah, Wyoming and British Columbia for skiing
FOUR WEBSITES YOU VISIT DAILY:
Lots of Co.
The Other Andrew
FOUR OF YOUR FAVORITE FOODS:
Honey Crisp apples
French Onion Soup
Rare or raw meat-- a rare salmon steak, sashimi, anagi (OK, that's cooked) or raw kibbee
Gorgonzola cheese or 'Gorgonzal' if you're Whitney (Holla, girl!)
FOUR PLACES YOU'D RATHER BE:
FOURPLAY: (feel free to ignore, or maybe respond in my comments if you don't wanna blog it)
I noticed Brotha Andrew (I know, AGAIN with the Andy, but he's really smurfy) had posted a picture of his work desktop after he'd noticed some other folks, fabulous as he, had done it. I was always up for a rousing game of "I'll Show You Mine If..." as a child, usually going first, and not always being all that invested in whether Carolyn or Regina reciprocated. Tom and Kevin and Jon came later, but by then the game was "Circle Jerk". Where was I? Oh yeah, here's my desktop. Kind of unrevealing, eh? It's my home machine which I only use for music and moseying around the internets. I derive comfort from this bloom, though long since spent, from my springtime garden.
Friday, January 13, 2006
Well, I'm off for a haircut and some mild shopping and then heading to the Disney. Yeah, I know. It's actually some fun! Honest. I'm still terribly congested and I'm flying in the morning. Anyone have any pharmaceutical suggestions as to what is best to make this travel tenable? Also, while we're talking drugs, if a haircut and some Mickey doesn't cheer me up, whose got the fo fo on the best shit to bring me 'round? I promise to stop whining now (or then, I guess, if it comes to medication).
Thursday, January 12, 2006
*obligatory reference to musical theater
Friday, January 06, 2006
OK, I'm off to scout out a house that's been on my mind this week. And to get a neti pot. Nasal douching is all the rage, yo.
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
Truth be told, I was AWOL because I'm prone to bouts of mild depression. Have I mentioned that? Nothing clinical mind you, but it's a fairly low swing and I get all hibernate-y like a bear then, for good reason. You don't wanna tangle with me. Now that I'm back up, though, if you're into tall and hairy and being swatted by one of my big paws, then bring it, Boo Boo.