sundries

I slept 7.5 hours last night after going to the theater and then going back to work to finish a nightmare project until nearly 4. The whole thing really sucked and I feel tired and overwhelmed.

Tonight is my class reunion starting, inconveniently, at 7:30pm. It's late enough now that it's silly to get up, showered, look nice and go to NYCC or down to Soho or whatever for just a few hours before coming home and getting ready for that, but it also is not raining out and I should do _something_ today (I still need a new pair of boots; I still need a couple of belts I don't hate), although back to bed is a temptation.

Albeit, not really a temptation I can succumb to -- I have other work to do, and stuff I need to be doing for D&J and other creative projects.

I am, I have to confess, really excited for my class reunion (for which I totally need to come up with the elevator pitch response for "what do you do?" -- darlings, what do I do?) for one silly reason if no other. I get to wear my awesome dress again. And it's not just that I look great in that dress. It's that it's associated in my mind now with something that was really magical and awesome for me, and I didn't screw up in some stupid way, and so it's a bit a good luck charm.

I think my new anxiety response is the urge to go platinum blond again. I almost did it before the NYMF party a couple of weeks ago and now I want to do it again -- but this time I think it's a reaction to my reunion.

Also, having recently discovered, through the purchase of the best jeans I have ever owned, that I can go very fitted and still look masculine, I am thinking about a new, slimmer Duchess suit. Specifically, the 8 1/2, specifically in grey (I don't know if any of the greys on the Scotch Basic site are as light as I want in color, so I may need to talk to them about other, pricier fabrics). Thinky thoughts?

Meanwhile, I am still very much on this "yes, yes, poly-romance, 1930s film industry" thing. The 1930s film industry isn't really a period or a setting I've spent much time with, though. Anyone have book recs for me, fact or fiction? I'm narrowing down medium for this thing and edging closer to plot, but I'd love to find some "reading for pleasure" on this front that's also potentially useful.

So, anyway, I saw The History of War, which is about a little boy interacting with world conquerors while writing a school paper, at NYMF last night, and I don't want to trash the hell out of it, because for me to work so hard to like something, says it has something fundamentally compelling going on. ( So, the good and the bad, not necessarily in that order. )

sola will be participating in a 24-hour video-gaming marathon to raise momey for children's hospitals. Follow the link to help with the fund-raising.

The rescue drill has reached the Chilean miners, who are expected to start being brought to the surface sometime next week.

Universal has pulled a trailer that uses gay as an insult after Anderson Cooper and others complained. I want to take a moment here to say something I said on Twitter yesterday: Don't go explaining to gay people why using gay as a pejorative isn't an insult, saying the word is being used in a different context. Yes, language changes, but it's not a different context. The joke in the trailer was saying something about owning a hybrid car as being "so gay." The context there is actually "pathetic" with the implication being "unmanly" and the usage is about misogyny and homophobia. And if you try to tell me otherwise, you are very ignorant or very rude. When being queer is not any sort of oppressed, marginalized or risky position in society so much so that no one could grasp why being gay is bad -- then you can tell me the language has changed.

And just in case you weren't clear that being gay can still be perilous anywhere, anywhen. In New York City, not only have we had recent anti-gay assaults in our gay neighborhoods, but nine men have been arrested for luring three men to a party and then assaulting and torturing them, because they were gay. My city, you people. Mine.

1903 raid on the Ariston Baths was NYC's first anti-gay raid.

For gay tweens (11 - 14) in the NYC-area, it gets better starting now, even if high school looms as a place where it may, potentially, get worse.

Campaign to save gay bar in Cardiff.

Puttenham: nice pub, ancient church, good place for public sex, which, btw, is quasi-legal in the UK.

link request

I am off to my class reunion. I may need some _serious_ entertainment when I get home.

So, your task, should you choose to accept it:

Link me to your favorite media interview with a famous person. Doesn't matter if I care about their stuff or have even heard of them. It's the performance of identity I'm interested in at the moment (or, at least, imagine I will be after surviving my 20-year high school reunion).

Merci.

(This message brought to you by: for fuck's sake, once every couple of years you go digging for and almost can't find the same stupid interview. You know what's your friend? Bookmarks and the save button. Oi.)