Thursday, February 28, 2008

Looky looky!

Here's a sister doing it for himself. Looks like my next stop is the Pennsylvania General Assembly!

As much as I detest Ralph Nader for his newest attempts to enthrone a Republican president, I can't fault his veep choice. Matt Gonzalez is a cutie, and I'm still disappointed that he lost his San Francisco mayoral bid to Gavin Newsome. Not because of their politics so much as the fact that Newsome's not as attractive. And he looks a little plastic. (Yes, I am evaluating politicians based on their looks. I certainly can't use their integrity.)

New favorite lyric:

"And then you're someone you are not
And Junction City ain't the spot
Remember Mrs. Lott and when she turned around
And if you've got no other choice
You know you can follow my voice
Through the dark turns and noise of this wicked little town"

Artist: John Cameron Mitchell (Stephen Trask)
Song: Wicked Little Town
Album: Soundtrack: Hedwig and the Angry Inch

Saturday, February 23, 2008

Feeling Sun-sational!

Make fun of the title if you must; I didn't make it up. The recorded voice on the airport bus used that awful, awful "word", and when I heard it I knew it must receive mention in my blog. Just so.

Florida was warm and, despite the assurances of the airport-bus-voice, only sometimes sunny. But it was warm, so I got to hang out in shorts and bare feet in February. February. Gaa. I ate some delicious pizza whilst drinking champagne, and when Philadelphia was having its worst winter storm of 2008 (so far), Dan and I were walking barefoot along a beach in Boca Raton collecting sea shells. Mama.

Dan's parents have cable with a zillion channels, so I got to watch some TV too, which for me is a treat. I saw an episode of Jerry Springer entitled "Trannies and Carnies", and nearly broke Dan's fingers for daring to change the channel. (Was he out of his mind?) Also, I saw four or five episodes of "Project Runway." As far as I can tell, that show is basically a bunch of bitchy gay men and super-annoying straight women (What's the difference, you ask), forced to work under stressful conditions to produce high fashion that will be judged by a bunch of prissy, self-important snobs who deliver passive-aggressive little insults with either a phony smile or a Glare of Death.

Why haven't I been watching this all along?

I couldn't look away. I mean, seriously, Dan and I were transfixed. I sympathized with neither contestants nor judges, mind you; in fact, the more flustered and haughty they got, the better I liked it. And of course Dan and I got right down in the mud pile too, being all like, "How long does Christian spend on his hair in the morning?" or "Isn't Rami the most controlling queen?" and "Jillian is just pure evil."

I think I see a "Project Runway" night in my future. Who's with me?

New favorite lyric:

"Except all the radios agree with all the TVs
And the magazines agree with all the radios
And I keep hearing that same damn song everywhere I go
Maybe I should put a bucket over my head
And a marshmallow in each ear
And stumble around for another dumb-numb week
For another hum-drum hit song to appear"

Artist: Ani DiFranco (Ani DiFranco)
Song: Fuel
Album: Little Plastic Castle

Friday, February 15, 2008

Better than the box office

Last night I had "Cloverfield: The Dream", and it was a heck of a lot more interesting and tense than the stupid movie. And I didn't have to pay $9.50 to see it. I'm hoping that tonight my subconscious can improve on "Land of the Dead."

New favorite lyric:

"Happiness where are you, I've searched so long for you
Happiness what are you, I haven't got a clue
Happiness why do you have to stay so far away from me"

Artist: Michael Stipe with Rain Phoenix (Eytan Mirsky)
Song: Happiness
Album: Soundtrack for "Happiness"

Wednesday, February 06, 2008


I was interested in following the primary returns last night, and may I say, pleased at the way the entire primary is unfolding. Sure, it's taking longer than some folks would prefer for the Democrats to sort things out, but I don't see a problem with that. We learned in 2004 that uniting early behind a candidate does no good if it's the wrong candidate. There's a value in an extended primary, where we get to test-drive each candidate before making the choice. Also, I have had it with Republican rule, so this year I would really like to get it right.

Also, isn't it great that the Democratic finalists are a black man and a woman? Quite the contrast to the GOP, who fielded a bunch of old white guys, as usual. Feh, I say. Feh. Reminds me of the 2007 State of the Union address, in which Bush (told his lies) gave his speech before a legislature led by a woman. If you Google some images or videos, you can a stone-faced Cheney sitting next to Nancy Pelosi, who looks like a cat in cream. Pretty sweet.

New favorite lyric:

"18, drove his car too wild
19, Prozac poster child
20 got too angry bowling
21 was green-card trolling
22 liked Judy Garland, ballroom dancing...yup, gay"

Artist: Deirdre Flint (Deirdre Flint)
Song: Jenny of One Hundred Dates
Album: Then Again