sundries

Yesterday at work was sort of crap. Today is less crap but no less aggravating. If I talk about it, I will get really angry, and so not.

Luckily my world is being brightened by Patty, awesome collaborators and tag-line brainstorming. I love tag-lines. Oh yes I do.

Tonight at the NYMF I am seeing Above Hell's Kitchen and I'm hoping for better things than I got from The History of War (although I'd still take a bootleg recording of the Alexander song, if anyone's got one).

In my crankiness yesterday, I went to Macy's and bought a couple of shirts (hello, thank you Calvin Klein, boys size 14) and a belt. I am wearing one today. I should feel more awesome than I do.

Lots of creative projects in hurry-up-and-wait mode. I should be grateful for the breathing.

Why do I not have opinion on Glee, especially about things like guest stars and directors? Because I've still never gotten around to seeing the show. It's an hours in the day problem.

chite and I at our class reunion.

There was a fucking hail storm last night.

Everyone else was as boggled by the twins article as I was.

Sometimes, I find myself not posting lots of gay news for you because it's all updates on another court case, another crime, another suicide. It all blends together, even in my link-gathering.

I've been listening to "Space Oddity" a lot lately, for whatever reason. While I'm a big fan of early Bowie, that song's never been one of my favorites, but lately it keeps moving me to tears. Not sure what's up with that. Generally, I'm more Diamond Dogs - the Berlin albums. Also, can I just say, randomly, that the world needs a stage musical version of Diamond Dogs very, very badly?

More later. The unglamorous parts of life beckon now.

the dress

Thanks to chite there is finally a clear picture of me in the dress that was the subject of so much recent neurosisdiscussion.

Of course, there's total bra-strap action that I need to photoshop out, but hey, not bad, not bad.

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