March 24, 2005
What Good Taste Means to Me
If someone asks you what your favorite Dolly Parton song is, it really should be a difficult decision.
March 23, 2005
CNBC: We Report, You Snicker
A noble do-gooder who used to live around the way sent this screenshot to me today....
Fiddy bucks sounds like a lot to me. But then, what do I know about what sex workers charge? I wouldn't have paid Jeff Gannon's rates ($1,200/weekend?!). The way I see it, though, no one should have to pay to get screwed by a Republican. That's like paying a Catholic priest to coach the boys' wrestling team.
March 22, 2005
You'd think that by getting my wisdom teeth out, being on narcotics, and taking off work for a few days that I'd have something interesting to say.
Boredom means I can play with facial hair, though.
Maybe it's time I took a break from blogging. That way, I could pursue my real dream:
March 17, 2005
Wearing Green on Thursday
Oh, yes, it is St. Patrick's Day. Isnt' it? And to think just 1,549 years ago, the last Irish Giant Panda died.
Let's go for a Limerick then...
There once was a homo named Chrisafer
Whose silence made lots of folks miss this sir
Between workload and health
He switched modes to stealth
And he could really use a big hug and kiss(afer)
Also? Tomorrow I get all four wisdom teeth out. Finally. Bring on the Vicodin-fueled posts!
March 10, 2005
(sponsored by WMATA, ADD, and a goofy playlist)
Oh, look, lots of cute guys on the bus. Score.
Why don't these people move to the back? I know it's annoying when it's packed, but it's more annoying to be stuck in the cold. People are such assholes.
Why wasn't "All Day Long I Dream About Sex" a bigger hit for J.C. Chasez?
Eek, it's that woman who lived on our floor in our old building--the one who looks like a golden lion tamarin. She's a freak. I hope she doesn't recognize me.
Oh no you did not just take that seat and let that old lady with all those bags stand. I hate you. Can you feel the rays of hate penetrating your thick asshole shell? You're probably a 9 Percenter.
Glenn is disturbed by the lyrics to this song, but it's really good.
That boy who is dozing off against the window is cute. Sleeping boys are cute, why is that?
I have no idea where I am. What street did we just pass? I can't see a thing out of the windows even when I lean over. Short people should be the ones standing, like the golden lion tamarin lady--oh shit, she's made eye contact with me--quick look at the iPod.
Yay, I love "The Queen's English."
Oh, wait, I think we just passed the Masonic Temple thingy with the huge sphinxes. Or is it sphinces? Hmmm.
"Hey Jose! Yeah? Hey Jose! Yeah? Introduce yourself..."
I wonder where the Masons and the Mormons buy their special underwear. Is there a catalog online?
Hi Brian's street.
Oh, the guy proofreading is cute. He's making a lot of notes. Good grammar is hot.
I don't know where this woman expects me to move. Why doesn't she just wait until the bus has stopped to try and get past me? The door is right there and it's not like my ass is going to block her from it.
Is that Paul? Paul, the skinny 18 year-old who was in the gay student group with me in school? What was Paul's last name? He was so nice. Wait, no, that can't be him. He dropped out and moved to the West Coast for some computer job. He probably made millions of dollars at some dot-com and is now semi-retired.
I wonder if Glenn is going to be on the computer when I get home. Again.
It looks a lot like Paul from the back, though. Not that I stared at Paul from the back. Much.
Oh, "Best of My Love." Yay. Oh shit, it's Harvard already. I'm home. Yay.
Hmm, maybe this would make a good blog post...
Eh, probably not.
March 08, 2005
Reason 13,543 To Avoid Colorado Springs
I've written before about being disturbed by the things that come out of Colorado Springs. It seems that their elected officials are just as charming as their "family"-focused hate groups.
Last night, my buddy Dan asked if I'd heard about the "I'll ram my fist up your ass!" guy. At first I thought he was talking about the kinds of movies they don't like in Colorado Springs. It turns out, though, that a Republican lawmaker representing the CS brought the level of debate to a new high.
Dan believes there's video of this on the Internets. I hope there is, and I hope someone can find it and bring it to my attention. Until then, I'll just have to wait until watersports and waxplay enter the GOP talking points.
March 07, 2005
Support Our Troops
March 04, 2005
Going Out Gurus
While I'm very happy to see the WaPo's Going Out Gurus now have a blog, I have to take issue with Fritz Hahn's assessment of new AdMo hotspot Chloe: "...noticed that the people waiting in line were 90 percent male. That's never a good sign."
Usually, I happen to think that's a wonderful sign.
Advocate Editors Neglect Key Link in Marcia Cross Rumor Mill
Oh, The Advocate, how you hurt me.
On your timeline, you totally forgot about me. I posted about the Marcia Cross rumor all the way back on February 1.
Might I suggest a correction?
Come on, guys, you know that I was pivotal in spreading the most important piece of gossip of 2005 (that didn't involve Paris Hilton)¡
March 03, 2005
March 01, 2005
Clothes Make the Man
While I looked through some childhood photos the other night, it became clear to me that everyone was on drugs in the late '70s. Here are three examples:
Apparently, while I could dress myself (in plaid pants), belt technology had yet to be mastered.
But at least the pink polo (gay!) I wore on the first day of school holds up better than what that kid behind me is wearing.
I really hope the kids who were wearing polos with the collar flipped up last summer will bring back booty athletic shorts like those modeled by the girls behind me here at Disney World. Please?