True Sterling not only wants to kill GW - she wants to have fun while doing it. So there's gonna be a party somewhere around the end of August, in NYC, to kick off the coup. For real. Everyone - and I mean everyone - is invited. We need, in no particluar order, dealers, dj's, pundits, the loudly-dressed & your geeky hacker friend to attend en masse. This group blog is serving as a steering committee of sorts - go read - it'll make sense after a while.....
Friday, May 28
...you were just born that way - or perhaps, due to some closely-felt trauma, you actually chose to become a facile asshole. Actually - the inner workings of a nazi-maniacal mind are interesting to me...but only for a little while ::
[Maybe Joe Clark is a really bad drag queen. That would explain the saliva everywhere...]
Friday, May 14
Honey? That's nice, thanks for your input. Now - go find a friend.
Feeling singularly uninspired by anything today.....(chalk it up to Pre-Pride Anticipatory Anxiety - which float, which wand, which geo-political stance to adopt vis-a-vis lipstick lesbians with waterguns - btw - any thoughts?)...I decided to post some old songs of mine, 'cause some of you have been kind enough to express an interest ::
...came rather suddenly, according to my legs. I think I over-danced this weekend ( fly - erroneous review - no-one in their right mind would drive from NY to TO - we go there 'cuz it's our social duty to; then Comfort Zone - funny review - btw, it's not meth, it's K & no-one has been shot there for at least 5 months). So - since my fingers are the only thing working today - I did a remix of a stupid song I wrote a few weeks back ::
I also accidently left my bank card & certain vital facial products (ok - like almost the entire Clarins' mens' line) at Brodie's...but am unconcerned since a) I have no money anymore anyhow and b) Brodie has good skin. Thank heavens for small miracles.
Saturday, May 8
Reposts of old songs of mine - for Kendal & Mel, who asked - but didn't want to be named ::
People sometimes wonder why I prefer to post DJ mixes rather than straight 'artist' singles. That's easy - DJ's are generally nicer people than most contracted-to-death musicians. And DJ's, from what I've seen, actually give a shit about your experience of the product they put out. Musical generosity, dontcha you know.....
Anyways - Mr. Black has written to let me know that he wants y'all to hear this, his lastest ::
For most of my adult life, I've professed to & proselytized about the virtues of being single. Even during a long long l-o-n-g period a while back when I had nothing but boyfriends. I'm sure you're well-acquainted with the whole I'm-so-over-bf's song 'n dance.....
"YOU are the only one who can make YOU happy" "Men are dogs" "Relationships are for uptight breeders" "Settling makes you fat"
Well, Super-Libra that I am (almost every house), I've had a change of heart. I've come to the realization that even though I quite like to be alone - in actual fact, I don't do well alone. The Entourage - hi guys!!! - just doesn't cut it anymore....and I'm worried that my already high-maintenance disposition is going to morph - as I, uh, 'mature' - into a full-fledged service plan, which only a love-struck/love-stupid partner would consider tackling. Recently, I've had horrific visions of a future, hermetic sean; never leaving his home except to buy smokes & coffee, calling people, suddenly, at all hours, changing outfits 6 times a day for no reason, cleaning the tub a lot, committing acts of random rudeness....
You know - just like a meth head - but without the meth.
So - my goal is to be successfully hitched by next October - which gives me tons of room in which to change my mind a few more times, whine, fuck around over the summer & re-adjust my presentation from that of Klub Klutz to Viable Guy. Oh yeah - plus, I gotta actually find someone....and here's what I've thought about that ::
Entrance Requirements Into My Life
Have A Name I Can Pronounce :: I think Arab guys are totally hot - but I'm worried that Farsi could come between us.
Know How To Use A Phone Book :: I've learned that this is often an indicator of bigger more important things (don't ask.)
Look, Well, Uh, Delicious :: Notice that I didn't say "hot", "yummy", "drop dead"....delicious is an entirely different concept, which is difficult to quantify through the usual gay custom of using porn lingo & ruler measurements. If you don't know what "delicious" is, you're not.
Understand The Difference Between A Mood Swing & An Argument :: ...and we'll probably get along just fine.
Don't Make Me Meet Your Mother. Ever :: One is enough, ok?
Love Is Optional - But Tardiness Is Just Plain Rude :: I hate a) to wait, b) people who are late and c) the bullshit that goes with it. Bring the other guy if you have to...just don't me make stand there like an idiot who doesn't know what time it is.
Money Is Always Appropriate :: So let me help you spend it.
No Dogs, No Kids, No Matching Sweaters :: I know, I know...that this even has to be stated, eh?
Oh yeah - I almost forgot - Cancers are off the list......