Thursday, December 31, 2009

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Against My Window

L.A. finally got some rain today...and I love it. The rain always reminds me of cities that I've visited & dream about living in someday. It makes me want to book a flight out of this town.

I didn't go anywhere in 2009.....very unusual for this Wanderlust....I didn't even make it to Vegas, despite the many mini-vaycays I planned throughout the year. I'm going to do my best in 2010 to visit either San Fran, Chicago, or NYC. Maybe I'll look for work related seminars in those cities... hmm...

Besides all of the fabulous (such a stereotypically gay word) U.S. cities, I'm dying...DYING to go back to London. I'd love to see my blogger friends Mark (and his hubby, Eiain) in their quaint little village....or have a spot of tea with Mr. Potter (Anthony, not Harry) and talk about poppycock, bangers & mash, and practice my Cockney English on the locals.

Looking out of my office window, I can see that the rain is coming down hard...just in time for my drive home with all the other "Angelenos" who suddenly forget how to drive, at the sight of the slightest drizzle.

Jet Blue....take me Away!

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Blog-I-Versary # 3

Today marks the third anniversary of my blog. Woo-Hoo !!!

Funny thing is, I actually thought I'd been keeping this thing alive for at least 5 years. I have to admit that my posts for the year have really been pitiful. Earlier in the year, I had planned on writing something at least once per day....but "life" really got in the way of blogging this year. Looking at my stats, it's no surprise at all that my readership has dropped off...significantly.

2010 is a year filled with changes for sure...I'm planning on getting to know the true sense of the word DISCIPLINE. More fitness, more writing, more photography, more spending time with friends, more financial control... and less fatness, less boozin, less bitchin-n-moanin, less excuses, and no more laziness.

On January 1, 2010, I will rise from my bed, in a golden aura of Clarity & Conviction ... and I will proclaim to the world:

Behold... I am Reborn !

Monday, December 28, 2009

Post Christmas Post

This Christmas, I did something that I haven't done before. I hosted Christmas Eve dinner. My family and I celebrate the birth of Baby Jebus on the Eve and not the Day. I was pretty nervous about playing host, as I had planned for a lot of cooking. Normally, my family & I celebrate the Eve by going to a nice restaurant, and as a present to my parents, I foot the bill. I wanted to add a new level of stress to my holiday this year, so I decided to make dinner and all of the trimmings myself.

Dinner was a success, many thanks to the help of my 2 daughters and the fine folks over at Trader Joe's, for providing me with a D'lish pre-cooked ham. It was finger looking was all of the other dishes and the MANY cakes and pies my family brought.

This year, with everyone's personal economies in the virtual toilet, we kept Christmas simple and kept the spending to a minimum. Normally, my Xmas tree is drowning in presents, but not this year. There wasn't much under the tree, and that was just fine with us all. The true gift of Christmas is getting to spend time with loved ones that you don't get to see very often.....and of course, eating lots & lots of savory, buttery, fattening foods....and then going back for seconds.

Christmas Day was pretty much a suck-fest....I sat around in jammies all day...didn't shower til a book, and watched too much TV. I also felt extremely lonely. I guess the day before was such a stark contrast; a house full of loved ones, laughing and reminiscing on Xmas Eve, yet on Xmas Day, it was just me and an empty house.

The following day was Boxing Day, and Jim & Lyle hosted a cocktail party to celebrate the occasion. OH EM GEE....the man knows how to decorate....His tree had me stopped in my tracks, outside his house's front window. I really wish I had taken my camera for some stealth pic taking. The entire house and yard were decorated beautifully!.... I didn't stay long, but I have to say that Jim & Lyle have some really nice friends that I enjoyed chatting with. I firmly believe that you can always tell a person's character by the friends that they keep.....and Jim is such a character.....Har !

I took all of last week off, so getting up early today was a bit of a struggle. It's a short week though, and the workplace is ghost town...[More time to read blogs!]

Now, I'm looking forward to ringing in the new year and saying Adios to 2009!

Hope you all had a Very Merry Christmas!

Friday, December 25, 2009

Monday, December 21, 2009

Bad Romance; A Parody

*** Warning: Audio is NSFW ***

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Saturday, December 19, 2009

Looking a Lot Like Christmas

Earlier this evening, I took a walk around my neighborhood. I was really impressed with how creative some of my neighbors got decorating their homes this Christmas. I became a voyeur; mentally taking decorating notes... and actually getting a little jealous of some of my neighbor's casas.

In my next home I MUST have the following: dark wood floors, a bad-ass foyer, and a big-ass mantel...oh, and a bitchin' English garden would be nice.

Every year, I buy myself a "special" ornament. Well, I've been a damn good boy this year, so I treated myself to the 2 Polonaise ornaments above. I bought our Xmas tree last week, but it only has white lights strung up. Tomorrow, the tree gets all dolled up.

Funny thing...when I finished stringing it with lights, I took a step back and was impressed with how simply pretty it looked... with only white lights. I thought about leaving it bare, but a week has passed and I have since come to my senses. I'll post pics with the tree all done soon.

I'm in the mood for some Bing Crosby now!

Friday, December 18, 2009

Thursday, December 17, 2009

Supping in Silence

The other night, I went to dinner with a friend, at a great little Italian restaurant [Vino & Cucina ]. The food was Da Bomb and so was the vino...if you're ever in this part of the LBC you should give it a try. But this post isn't so much about how good the food, this post is about a young couple that caught my attention.

There was a young couple sitting in my direct line of sight, and what fascinated me was that the entire time that they were in the restaurant, they didn't speak to each other....well, that is, not until their dinners showed up. From what my sleuthing eye could deduce, they weren't angry with each other. They just sat there, looking out the window, at the ceiling tiles, or at the floor. No eye contact, no under the table fondling, no suggestive tongue Un-Gay.

Seriously, I just don't understand how 2 people sitting directly across from each other could go almost an entire meal without speaking to each other. When they did speak, it was in hushed tones, so that the homo checking them out all night couldn't make out what the hell they were saying. So frustrating!

I pray to Baby Jebus that my relationship never gets so old, that we run out of things to say to each other...or make suggestive expressions to each other, in a room full of heteros.

Saturday, December 12, 2009

Saturday Night Dancing!

Not the official video, but the audio will get that azz shakin. The intro is a sample of a Divine song, but I can't remember which one.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

40 Years

We took a coworker to lunch yesterday to celebrate his 40th anniversary with the company. He's even been in the same department for the entire 40 years. I can't imagine being with the same company, let alone the same department for that long. Now that's dedication. He hinted at retiring next year and that makes me a little nervous, since I depend on him A LOT to answer questions that only someone with his work history can.

We forced him to give a speech at lunch, and half way through thanking us all, he looked down and paused for a moment. When he raised his head again, his eyes were a little watery. His voice began to quiver. I silently prayed that he wouldn't lose control and cry, because I was on the verge myself. Thank Santa that my fork had sharp tines, because a quick jab to my leg, quickly helped me to get my cool back.

We took up a collection a few weeks back to get him a gift, and we were able to raise $130 for a gift certificate to his favorite French restaurant. Not too shabby.

Side note: We took the coworker to Benihana. I've never been there before, but knew all about them and their "shows" they put on. I was shocked to see how expensive they were. I wanted the giant prawns/chicken combo, but at $24, I wanted to make sure that I wasn't the only person NOT ordering off of the lunch special menu ($7 - $9 per plate). Well, when my boss's boss' boss said "Let's start with Chris", I said screw it and ordered what I wanted. I wasn't paying so why should I care? SonuvaBitch, I was the ONLY person that did NOT choose from the lunch specials.

What can I say....I'm expensive, but totally worth the expense!

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Friday, December 4, 2009

Narcissus Update

Since I know you are all losing sleep not knowing how my Narcissus bulbs are doing, I've decided to ease your pain and post the above pic...The pic was taken about 2 weeks ago, but I'm horrible when it comes to uploading pics.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

A 3-D Xmas Carol

Last Saturday, I was feeling the Xmas Spirit, so I naturally wanted to see a movie about a few Xmas Spirits.

So, I took my 2 youngin's to Downtown Disney (free parking....woot!) to watch Disney's A Christmas Carol (in 3-D!). I loved it. This movie is not for young children. It was a little dark and I actually jumped in a few scenes. Jim Carey, whom I don't care for much (as an actor), was brilliant, voicing many of the characters.

The 3-D effects were...well, awesome! When it snowed, it actually appeared as though the snowflakes were falling into the theater. Loved the 3-D glasses too...they're very Ray Ban-ish....Maybe I'll sport 'em the next time I visit The Abbey.

I brought my camera to Downtown Disney, to capture all of the Disney Christmas Decorating Magic, but I totally forgot about it....Bah!

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Tuesday's Child Came A-Knockin'

Good thing I woke up a little earlier than normal this morning, because I had a salesman at my door around 8:00 am. Well, he wasn't really a salesman, he was more of a con artist...and not so much of a man, but more of a boy.

I recognized the song & dance from the young man at my door step this morning, because it was identical to the one that duped me years ago. I was scammed into signing up for a magazine subscription, which never materialized. I even paid up in full. I was young, dumb, and full of....(rum?)

Here, before me, stood a young man with manners that would make his mama proud, wearing oil/grease stained khakis, a khaki colored button down shirt, and a necktie that had a Christian scripture embroidered on it...I'm a heathen so I couldn't tell you from what testament or book it was from.

Our conversation went something like this:

Marcel (the Christian con-artist): Good Morning Sir...hope you're doing well, on this fine morning.

Fabulous Me (squeeeeezed into a size 32 pair of slacks [I know, I couldn't believe it either] whose button was leaving a permanent mark on my belly, yet at the same time, lifting & shaping my under-developed butt cheeks into a somewhat perky booty): I'm running late for work...what can I do for you?

Marcel: Blah, blah, blah, lies, lies, lies....I took a 2-hour bus ride just to get here...I'm trying to straighten out my life and become a better man...I only need to sell 20 more subscriptions and I can pay for my college tuition.

Moi: A 2-hour bus ride? Where were you coming from?

Marcel: oh, uh..L.A....Downtown L.A., Sir.

Me: L.A. is only 20 miles away....that must have been one long bus ride...What college are you attending?

Marcel: Yes Sir, it was a long ride. Well, I'm not in college right now, but like I said, only 20 more subscriptions and I'll be set.

I could have continued to interrogate this young man, just to see how tangled up he'd get, telling his lies, but my patience were wearing thin and I had a job to get to. He continued to press the hard sell, but I cut him short and told him that I wasn't interested and wished him luck. His face dropped and he then asked for a donation. Yeah, like I didn't see that one coming.

He left my doorstep, none the richer.

Monday, November 30, 2009

Playing Games

I've given in to the temptation and downloaded the 10 day free trial version of World of WarCraft. I have to admit that I actually like playing the game...the graphics are pretty good and movement seems seamless. I'm stuck on a (low) level and have spent way too much time trying to get past it...still stuck. So, I'm pretty much over the damn thing. It was fun while it lasted.

Little Big Planet was just purchased, and this game is beyond clever cuteness. For looking as "simple" as it does, it's not that easy. I highly recommend this award winning game. Oh, and there's a lot of belching & farting (in the game, not JUST me), so you know it's a keeper.

Thursday, November 26, 2009

Gobble Gobble!

From my blog to yours, Happy Thanksgiving, Everyone!

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

Betch, Where You Be?

Wow...3 weeks has passed since my last blog post. Much has happened since we last came together, but I've forgotten most of it. Har! Just wanted to check in before adding a proper post a little later today.

You may have already heard about this, as it's a little stale news, but anyway, check out this link to a tragic story that proves that monsters still exist in the world.

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Beverly Leslie is a Homosexual

This post is for my BFF, even though I'm not even sure if he still reads this blog. To all other readers, please forgive the overuse of cliches.

Dear L.B. (aka Beverly Leslie) :

I just want to let you know that I am one blessed bitch, to have you as a friend. You've seen me shining at my best, and you've also been there to pick me up & dust me off, whenever I've taken a tumble.

You're my biggest cheerleader, and I can never thank you enough for all of the support you've given me over the years. Your MANY daily phone calls to my workplace is a welcomed distraction to the chaos that's currently ruling my life.

You're the Patsy Stone to my Edina Monsoon....and "Sweetie Darling", that's just Absolutely Fabulous!

Saturday, October 31, 2009

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Halloween Bling

I Love my black glitter skull, (purchased from Target for only $5)...the picture doesn't do it's fabulousness justice.

I'm tracking Z Gallerie's website to see when this bad boy (below) goes on sale. I think I need a pair for next year. Bling Bling!

Monday, October 26, 2009

Howling at The Moon

Tonight you can find me howling at the moon at 9:00 pm sharp. Why you ask? Because tonight is the 1st Annual Planet Wide Moon Howl ...duh! Click the link for the deets.

Sunday, October 25, 2009

Thursday, October 22, 2009

My Bushy Head

Gurl, I need to get my hair did. Seriously, My 'do is looking quite bushy these days... and that's just unacceptable.

Yesterday, I had a really good hair day. After showering & beating toweling off, I slapped on some hair product, bent over to pick up the brush I just dropped, pulled down the back of my chonies to let loose a fart (yeah, like y'all don't do that too), and then looked in the mirror.

I was pleasantly surprised to see that my hair had fallen perfectly into place. It never fails, I only have good hair on days when I'm either going to work, or staying in for the night.

Driving in to work, I couldn't help but sing Amanda Lepore's anthem: "I don't know much about clothes, but my hair looks fierce"! ....because it did.

Well, Karma is a cruel bitch....and Vanity likes to laugh in your face. I found this out when I popped into the workplace's restroom (upon arriving to Le Workplace) to check my look in the mirror. Somehow, my hair managed to transform itself into a pile of what looked like out-of-control pubic & armpit hair...well, maybe that's a bad image...let's just say that it looked more like a brillo pad. Le sigh.

Supercuts, here I come!

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

How Many Licks to Make Me Pop?

For me, the best part of Halloween is having an excuse to dress in drag... er... I mean, all of the candy that finds its way to my desk. Someone at the workplace is a kindred spirit and has been providing me with daily handfuls of Root Beer Barrels. Mmm...I can suck on these little chubs all day long...and I do.

Many years ago, when my body was naturally smooth I Trick-R-Treated in my neighborhood, I would usually end up disappointed after dumping out my stash, only to find that I had amassed a bag full of Dum-Dums, licorice, melted & "reformed" chocolate (aka last year's chocolate), butterscotch, fruit (WTF?), pencils, and pennies... but the most hated candy was, and still is: Candy Corn....does anyone actually like this crap?

I was always lucky enough to find that one house that left a bowl full of candy, along with a note that asked that we only take ONE candy EACH... yeah...right, Suckas!!

Last Halloween, I made the mistake of buying way too much chocolate (the good stuff too), and hardly any kids showed up. The last family that came to my door had about 5 kids with them, and let me tell you, they scored... big time. As they walked away, one of the kids said to his parents "Let's come back to this house again next year".

Little do they know that I'm turning off all the lights early and watching TV in the dark... Suckas!

Monday, October 19, 2009

Word Verification

Well, Thank You very much, my Taiwanese have forced my hand to enable the Word Verification function. Now, whenever a treasured reader leaves me a comment, they have one more step to take.

Thanks for making everyone's lives a Living Hell.

P.S. : the above pic has absoultely nothing to do with this post, (which isn't much of a post in itself...more of a rant), I just like it...and I'm a little envious of that troll's booty.

Thursday, October 15, 2009

Wee-Gee Bored

I've always been tempted to buy a Ouija Board, but never knew where to go to buy one. I just want to see if the thing really works. I've lived a very sheltered life. I've never even played that party levitation game Light as a Feather, Stiff as a Board.

I've heard tons of stories from friends that claim that the thing really works...followed by stern warnings to NOT buy or USE a Ouija... EVER! That only makes me want to use one even more.

Have any of you used a Ouija before....if yes...what happened?

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Paranormal Activity

Over the weekend, I saw the much anticipated movie (for me anyway), Paranormal Activity. I had read about all of the hype this movie was generating and how it was supposed to be one of the scariest movies ever made....I was really hoping that I'd leave the theater having my $hit freaked out.

What a HUGE let down. Yes, the movie was good and it had its moments of suspense...but the best part(s) of this movie were the last 10 minutes. It was a little too slow moving for me. I kept yelling (mentally) : "Come on something!"

On the plus side: there was more comedy in this movie than I expected, and the male lead was pretty easy on the eyes (and he had nice big feets!), and the final couple of scenes were seriously intense. I do recommend this movie...just don't be a sucka like me, and fall for all the hype!

Saturday, October 10, 2009

Narcissistic Me

I planted some Narcissus bulbs this weekend. Here is a pic of 3 bulbs, for your perusal... Enjoy!

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Frank is Fierce!

Not sure which look I like best...
...Frank with or without a weave.

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Art Nouveau

This is some Craziness....

...but, how would you scratch your arse with the last set?

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Callate !

Over the weekend, I saw the movie Pandorum. It was a pretty good flick. I didn't realize that the critic's reviews weren't so good. I dunno, maybe I'm just easy to please. However, there were 2 things about watching this movie that I absolutely hated...crying babies & the a-hole who spent the entire movie on the phone.

I'm not exaggerating when I say that he spent the ENTIRE movie on the phone.

What the? ...Who the? ...How the?

Someone actually got up & complained, and an usher came in. As soon as the usher made his way up to the back row (where the douche bag was sitting), the chatter stopped. Guess soon as the usher left, the jackass started to yap again. So clearly, he knows that it's wrong to talk during a movie, but he just doesn't give a f*ck.

I went to the movie with my Boo (Paul) and 2 dear friends (Chris & Tim). Tim has big balls. Tim has VERY big balls. I say this because he was wearing extremely tight shorts and no chonies. I kid, I kid.....Tim has big cojones because after the usher left and the chatting resumed, Tim actually turned around and said "excuse me, would you please stop talking during the movie?" The talking stopped for a little while.

Before the movie was over, the guy left with his ho bag. Chris was smart enough to let the management know what we had to put up with, and they gave us 4 free tickets.

Maybe next time I visit this theater, I'll bring my taser with me.

Friday, September 25, 2009

La Rosa Blanca

One of the department managers, at my place of employment, gave everyone a rose today.

A few years ago, when he used to work for the same company as his wife does, he brought her 75 roses on their wedding anniversary.

Many of the coworkers complained that he didn't bring them any roses. Every year since, he brings in 75 roses and distributes one rose to everyone in our department. It really classes up my dreary gray cubicle (please disregard the vase it's in).

I asked him for a white rose, because just like me, it symbolizes purity...He snorted.

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Can't Fool a Fool

This past Saturday, I took my car to the dealer for its 30k mile service maintenance. The last time I took my car in for an oil change, I was told by the service manager, "Tony", that I would need to get the 15k AND 30k mile service done, in order to keep my warranty valid. I called bullshit, but just said "ok, sure".

A few weeks later when I called to set up the appointment for the 30k service, I asked "Maria" if I needed to get the 15k as well, and I was told "no, the 30k service will bring you current".

Hmm...methinks "Tony" was trying to rip me off. Then when I asked "Maria" about pricing, I was told $550.....WTF??!!...Nearly $600 for a glorified tune-up? Now it sounded like Maria was trying to rip me off too.

I called around other dealerships in the area, and Sho'Nuff, I found a dealership that only charged $390....(but with my 15% off coupon, the total damage was only $332).

To get the revenge that I was clearly entitled to, I did NOT call back the rip-off dealership to cancel my 8:00 am appointment.

Take that scammers !

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Fall On Me

Even though the next couple of days are supposed to be in the 90's (%$#@ !!!), I've got Fall on my mind.

Lurrrrve this porch...I could totally recreate the look...if only my 'hood wasn't full of thieves!

I wish I knew where this picture was taken...cuz, I'd like to walk right up to the front door, tear off that ugly wreath and ring the doorbell... Wheeeeeeeeeee!

Thursday, September 17, 2009

No New Taxes !!!

Please don't tax my Sodie!

Diet sodas are exempt? Oh...never mind.


Friday, September 11, 2009


"Every year on this day, we are all New Yorkers"

~ President Barack Obama~

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Ten Years

Today is the 10th anniversary of the day that my oldest daughter, Lauren, was diagnosed with diabetes. She was only 8 years old when the diagnosis was made.

I remember that ugly day so clearly. I had just started a crappy accounting job with a food distributor. When I got the call that Lauren was being admitted into the hospital, I told my boss why I needed to leave. She asked me (with a look of disgust) how long I was going to be gone for. I should've quit on the spot, but I gave that witch 3 more weeks before I finally quit (with a 4 hour notice).

I drove to the hospital, fighting back emotions and choking down tears. Her mother & I didn't want to show any signs of panic or fear, since diabetes is something an 8-year old really doesn't comprehend.

When I walked into that hospital room and saw my little one sitting on that bed, drowning in a sea of blankets, I just froze in the doorway. She smiled at me, and in her little voice, said "Hi Daddy"....beaming at me with that same smile that I still catch glimpses of today.

I bent over to hug her, but instead, fell on top of her and just lost it. I began to cry uncontrollably.

I cried for all of the birthday cakes she would be denied, for all of the needles she would come to know, for all of the life adjustments she would have to make, but mostly I cried for this Innocent having to suffer this damn disease for the rest of her life. Her mother had to stand me up and remind me that I was going to scare Lauren if I didn't get a hold of myself.

We know that diabetes is NOT a death sentence, and Lauren is very much in control of this disease and not the other way round...and that is exactly why every year, on this date, we celebrate Lauren kicking diabetes in the ass.

Happy (kicking) Diabetes (in the ass) Day, Baby!

Daddy is so damn proud of You!

Monday, September 7, 2009

Nobody Walks in L.A.

I must be a nobody then, cause I walked in L.A. this past Saturday...Downtown L.A. that is.

First stop was Bottega Louie. I was planning on eating lunch here, but wasn't hungry when I arrived. After walking around the dining area and checking out what the patrons were eating, I've decided that I'll definitely be back for lunch. I did purchase some French Macaroons. They came in a fancy pink box that made me look sooooo gay (the bag was clear plastic).

After my sugar fix, I checked out L.A. Live...that new "entertainment campus" that's adjacent to Staple's Center. It's still very much a work in progress, so most of the restaurants are still closed. I am looking forward to the opening of the new Ritz Carlton, which is part of L.A. Live's campus. Drinks at the Ritz in 2010, for sure.

One of the restaurants that I want to check out is Trader Vic's. I loves me some tiki tiki. It was closed when I got there and didn't open until 4:00 pm. Boo!

Finally, I went on a hunt for Tim Gunn, at the FIDM campus, but he was nowhere to be found!

Downtown L.A. is really cleaning itself up quite nicely. Gorgeous lofts and condos on practically every corner!

I used to work across the street from the Staples Center, and now I don't recognize the streets that used to be so familiar...and that's a good thing!

Saturday, September 5, 2009

Saturday Night Dance Party

Loving this song...Karen O's voice sounds like one part Siouxsie Sioux and one part Chrissie Hynde.

"Zero" ~ Yeah, Yeah, Yeahs

Friday, August 28, 2009

Vacation, Here I Come!

Why does today seem like the longest day, ever? I'm guessing it's because I've turned into a clock watcher waiting for 5:00... As of quitting time today, my booty will be on vacation for 10 days. Woot!

I wish I was going somewhere exotic to relax, but I'm pretty much going to be taking a 'staycation', where I'll just putter around the house, and take little daily excursions....I'm thinking checking out The Getty Villa, Laguna Beach, and checking out a lot of local hot spots.

Any suggestions from the Peanut Gallery??

The heat will probably cause me to curse a lot and drain me of energy, but at least I won't be sitting in my air conditioned cubicle, reading blogs all day. My new camera needs a good workout so next weeks blog posts will probably be chock full of pics.

Come on 5:00...Daddy's cocktail is waiting for him.

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Roman Numeral D

This is my 500th post....woot!

A good milestone, yes...but I feel like I should've reached this point much sooner. I blame sheer laziness for taking so long to spit out 500 posts. Well, laziness AND a memory that's beginning to betray me. There have been countless times when a stellar post idea pops into my head (usually while I'm in bed, late at night) and I forget to write myself a note to remind me in the morning.

For example, there was something that I really wanted to write about this week, and I remembered what it was yesterday afternoon, but during this morning's drive to work, I was trying to recall what it was about, but I just couldn't! Anyhoo, enough whining about my aging mind.

Thanks to all of my loyal readers for reading this babble. Please keep coming back for at least another 500 posts!

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

The Lion Has Passed

Senator Edward Kennedy
February 22, 1932 ~ August 25, 2009

Monday, August 24, 2009

Yogurt Covered Pretzels

Why have I NEVER had these before? My sweet ass tooth was screaming to satisfy it's craving for something sweet, so like any good emotional eater, I gave in.

I picked up a little bag of a dozen of these tasty little treats, and I am loving each bite.

Mmmm...sugary sweet with just a hint of saltiness. I thought I'd snap a pic to honor the occasion (please note the fancy linens).

Wait...where did the other 8 pretzels go?


Friday, August 21, 2009

Chew the Fat

I just got back from lunch, where I ate an AMAZINGLY delicious flat iron steak sandwich... from the workplace cafeteria no less. I really enjoyed that lean cut of beef, grilled to perfection, nuzzled between toasty sourdough bread, with just the right mix of tomatoes, cheese, and grilled onions (with a side fruit salad!)...and it only cost me $5.00... Woot!

But then things turned ugly... I was eating lunch with 4 coworkers in the caf, and really enjoying my sandwich, when I realized that I had just bitten into a huge ass piece of gristle. So, now I was faced with 2 questions:

1. How do I EAT this piece of fat without puking, or
2. How do I get rid of the fat without being noticed

Inside my head, I was freaking out....the gristle tasted so nasty & greasy. In one smooth move, I put napkin-to-mouth and casually spit the chunk into the napkin and hid it between my legs. When I pulled the bread back to inspect for more fat, I was disgusted to see more gristle just waiting for me to chow down on. So glad that I had enough smarts to check for more fat before finishing the samich. I really didn't want to repeat that experience.

It's funny, when I was a kid, I loved it whenever my Mom made pork chops....I loved it because, I would always ask family members for their pork chop's strip of fat. I ate it with such delight....Now, the thought literally makes me gag!

Bon Appetit!

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Project Runway Season 6

It is my GAY duty to remind y'all that the new season of Project Rungay starts tonight. There's a 2-hour All Star show at 8:00 pm, followed by the premier of season 6 at 10:00 pm.

Make it work!

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Vampires, Gods & Monsters

I've been reading on some websites today that Robert Downey Jr. is in talks with Universal to play the Bi-Sesual Vampire, Lestat de Lioncourt, in another installment of Anne Rice's The Vampire Chronicles. I loves me a good vampire movie, and I am a fan of Anne Rice's work, so bring it!

Sidebar: Is it just me, or does anyone else get a gay vibe from Mr Downey? Ever since I saw him in Less Than Zero (a big time favorite of mine), I thought that there was a very good chance that he may be g-a-y....but not just because of what he does in that movie to score some dope, but more because of other clues that I've sniffed over the years.

Whatever his sexual preference may be, I'm truly happy that RDJ's career is alive & kicking.

This past weekend, I finally got the chance to see the movie Gods & Monsters, starring Sir Ian McKellan & Brendan Fraser. The movie is from 1998 (yeah, I know), and after watching the movie, I started to wonder: did Gandalf, I mean Ian McKellan ever NOT look old? I actually think he looks older in this movie than he does today (I'm guessing that it's due to the power of makeup)...On the serious tip, if you haven't seen this movie yet, you need to check it out!

Here's a synopsis:

The story of James Whale, the director of Frankenstein and Bride of Frankenstein, in the time period following the Korean War. Whale is homosexual and develops a friendship with his gardener, an ex-Marine. Set in 1957, James Whale, had long since stepped back from the glamor and glitz of Hollywood. A stroke triggers once buried flashes of memory of his life in Dudley, his film career, and, most influentially, the trenches during the Great War. Haunted and lonely, he recounts many of his experiences to his muscle-bound gardener, Clay Boone. Despite the divide that exists between them, their friendship develops. Reliant on his sternly disapproving housemaid, Hannah, the flamboyant director whose time has passed sees himself slipping away, unable to stop the decline, and indulges his fantasies by coaxing Boone to model for him.