Sunday, September 21, 2008

Gives ya the shivers, makes ya think, there's so much more to sing

So when I was sitting at home yesterday, eating sausages and watching Wonderfalls on DVD....speaking of....that show is delightful. My only quibble? Could use more Lee Pace. Though in its defense, couldn't everything? Anyway, where was I? Oh, so I'm having the spicy pork products and reveling in the wry humor, completely unaware that one of the most awesome things EVER was happening in New York City, courtesy of one of my bestest friends, the lovely Freakgirl. Take a gander:
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Jellus? I know. La Freakgirl and I saw Mr. Cheyenne Jackson in Xanadu last fall (from the stage!) and we've been all aflutter about it ever since. OK, yeah, it's mostly me fluttering, but she plays along and you can hardly tell! And while I'm not immune to the charms of his thighs in satin booty shorts (natch), CheyJack is not just a prime piece. He's the real deal. After casually perusing his website (in a completely non-obsessive, non-stalkery fashion), I found lots to admire about the way he conducts his life. He may be much younger than I (and much prettier, the bitch), but I aspire to REPRESENT like he does.

My undying gratitude to Deb/Freakgirl! Keith Michael.

10 comments:

freakgirl said...

WOOT!

sam said...

O

M

G.

We are all Keith now.

jason said...

Jellus a lot!
He blew you....a kiss!

Michael said...

And a playful wink. Could you die?

Sam, we so are.

The Other Andrew said...

My real name is Keith.

Michael said...

I hear it's going around.

Michael Guy said...

Awesome! And SO COINCIDENTAL and shit...

Big hugs~
Keith Guy

The Other Andrew said...

What he said!

~ The Other Keith.

bob said...

that's lovely, and so is he.

Frontier Psychiatrist said...

See what happens when you watch Wonderfalls?

Cheyenne Jackson blows kisses to you.