Blasting from my Past — Or, Hangin’ with Shakespear’s Sibling
I had forgotten that I had pre-ordered it. However, today the UK saw the release of “The Best of Shakespear’s Sister” CD with limited edition DVD of their videos! My copy arrived right on time — today! Listening to the music, it felt like I was back on the cusp of the 1990’s when I first heard them. I think it was 1989 and I saw a video for “Heroine” on MTV’s Sunday night show that featured “alternative” music/artists. I was unable to find their CD in Texas —- but by 1992 they scored hits — minor in the US, but hits all the same. I LOVED their music. So, I have really been enjoying this CD! Can’t wait to watch the DVD!
Also, I keep thinking of the hilarious spook French & Saunders did of one of their more popular videos from the early 90’s. I know that one of the girls went on to marry the dude from the Eurythmics and make babies — but whatever became of Ms. Detroit? Last time I saw her she was playing musical Angel to Marianne Faithfull’s God on AbFab. …That had to be, like 7 or 8 years ago!
“…you can take the girl out of Bananarama, but you can’t take the Bananarama out of the girl” French & Saunders, 1993
Ah, yes. Harmonally yours!
Karl’s parents decided, that as much as they love Dusty (our little Shih-Tzu), they are just too elderly to care for a dog at this stage of their lives. Of course, I signed my lease at Charles River Park last Wednesday and I move this week. This means I have to find a caring/loving home for my baby, Dusty. When Karl told me that they couldn’t keep her — I had to swallow hard to prevent myself from crying. I never cry. I normally just throw up instead. However, I cried while I was taking a shower. I just feel so guilty and sad.
I have reached a point where I feel like everything that is happening has a reason to happen and that, ultimately, everything is going the right direction. As much as it hurts or as much as I might feel conflicted on certain levels — I realize that Karl no longer belong together as a couple. However, the only positive thing I could perspective I could develop around losing Dusty was the fact that the Coleman’s would be able to provide Dusty with more attention — and, she would actually have a better life.
Now, I simply have to find a home for her. I do not want to sell her. I just want to give her to someone whom I know will give her the best life possible. I sent out a mass email to all the people I know locally to see if one of them or someone who they trusted might want her.
If anyone out there is reading this and would like to have a beautiful little 10 month old pure bred Shih Tzu who answers to the name “Dusty” — send me an email and let me know. She is spayed and has had all of her shots. She is a bit spoiled. …My fault. But, with some love and patience — she could easily be trained out of some of her ways. She knows not to “do her business” on the floor, but she seems to forget that when she is excited/happy. She is used to being “crated” for the day while her owners go to work. She actually loves her crate — I think it is her “safe” place.
Recently, she has developed the love of sleeping at the foot of the bed. She sleeps the night and likes being close to people. She LOVES people and children. She is quite playful. She comes complete with a crate, doggie toys and a cintrinella collar — which prevents her from yapping too much. It sprays cintrinella when she barks. So, normally, we don’t even need to turn the collar on — we just put it on her and she calms down.
Anyway, you can see pictures of Miss Dusty if you click on to my photo album link.
Keep your fingers crossed for me — and, for Dusty.
Adapting to a Cell Phone Life
…may just be harder for me than most. However, I have got to get a grip! …on my cell phone! I will be moving into my swingin’ single’s pad (read: my sad sack alone home) on Thursday and I am not getting standard phone service. I upgraded my cell phone to a high end model so that it would become my home phone as well as my mobile.
The problem seems to be that I forget about it. As an example I went to a movie, turned it off like a good film-goer. Well, it stayed off for almost 3 days. I only thought of it because I noticed the charger wire on the kitchen counter. And, at 11:41 PM — I just realized that it has been on vibrate in my bag (messenger type purchased in Manhattan. It is most cool, but I digress) —- anyway, if this is to be my sole link to the outside world when I am in my home I need to remember it exists. UGH!
Just about everything is packed. Karl was out all day shopping for furniture and stuff for his new place in the North End. He got in at about 6pm tonight. We ended up walking over to a Thai restaurant together. We were chatting (and eating) when he was telling me something and called me “baby” —- I corrected him and reminded him that I was no longer his “baby” and he needed to change the way he addresses me. I didn’t mean it to come out as cold or insensitive, but I could just hear myself sounding like an asshole professor.
Then, as we were walking back to the mostly packed up condo — we stopped at a 7-11 store. We started talking about an old episode of a favorite show of ours. We were going to watch it, but when we got back I realized it was packed up to be moved.
I think we both felt a bit blue tonight.
We came home and watched the British DVD of Boy George’s West End production to “Taboo” —- which seemed to have been filmed on a shoe string budget with poor sound equipment. And, the play looked like it might have been fun if you were there, but the plot floated above the head’s of the audience and the cast. I liked the music, tho. It kind of reminded me of one of Ryan Landry’s Orphan PTown productions. Always fun, but maybe not always so very good.
Tossing Things Away
Last night I worked on weeding down some more. There is only so much a person can hold on to. Anyway, I found a letter from my father that he wrote to me in 1992. I don’t think I had ever opened it. So I read it last night. I had forgotten how clever he could be when he put his mind to it. I didn’t keep it. Not really sure why, but I didn’t want to keep it.
You know, I didn’t mean for the above to sound so down. I am actually in a very good mood. Am just chilin’ at home today. I need to get my butt in gear and finish up my packing. The big move is just around the corner.
Hope everyone is having a great Thanksgiving!
The Seed of Chuckie
I could not decide if it was a camp classic or just bad. Jennifer Tilly gets major props for being cool enough to “get the joke” and is exceptional in it! Somehow, tho — It didn’t quite work.
Tomorrow will be packing, packing, see a movie, watch DVD’s and finish up any remaining packing. …as I move on December 2nd! Yay!
I had turned the ringer on my cell off yesterday and forgot to turn it back on until tonight. I had a really nice message waiting for me from a new friend. Made my evening.
I picked up 2 Viva-Burritos tonight — they are in the fridge. So my Thanksgiving meal is all set! lol! Actually, I love Viva Burrito — so that is totally cool! It has been a nice day.
My only real complaint is that I keep flop sweating as I go from the wet/cold to damp/hot subway and then back out again. I was sitting on the subway sweating buckets and everyone else looked like they were still cold. I hate that!
Pussy Ray of Light
Well, those annoying porn pop-ups have returned to the PC.
However, I am being spared the whole granny porn pix! Now,the pop-up sites I am seeing show a ray of light which diffuses to a bright light emitting from a fake-titted woman’s pussy. I guess this is attractive to the average straight dude.
I suppose it could also come in handy for the naked balloon-titted woman if the lights in her condo go out.
Back in the 80’s when The Motels released one of their only 2 hits I thought they were singing “…only the lonely get laid”
It was well into the early 90’s that someone pointed out that The Motels were actually singing “…only the lonely can play”
I still do not really understand what that song is all about, but I do like it. …And, to me, it will always be about lonely people getting all sexed up.
I was thinking tonight of the many wedding gifts I have purchased for friends over the years. True, I never married — but Karl and I were together a long time. And, you know, it is when you break up that you really need a “pick me up” or practical gifts.
Most marriages end in divorce, too. So, why not give a person a gift when he/she divorces?
I mean, when you’re getting together to build a united life — everything is just wonderful. You do not need to be gifted. When you’re breaking up all sorts of problems come up — not to mention the searching of the soul and trying to determine where you want to go from here. This is when a person needs to be gifted and granted only the best of wishes! Dammit!
This is as bad as that screw up the Creator made when he decided to start us off in life as babies and take us out as smelly, old people. Everyone knows that she must have meant to have us start out as unwanted old people and then we could “grow” into being cute, stupid and loved.
I just don’t know…
A New Home
Pending a credit check, which should not be a problem, I have a new home effective December 1st. I took the last place I saw. I have lived there before and loved it. It just makes sense that I go with Longfellow Towers.
I will be in a one bedroom on the 10th floor with a little balcony. I have a view the Charles River Park complex. For those of you not familiar with Boston,
is a picture of the complex. I think I will be happy there. My one bedroom will be in one of the Longfellow Place Towers.
I am tired. We’ve been walking all day long. I think Karl has found a place in the North End. A cute one bedroom with exposed brick on Thatcher Court Street. Although, I think he is still thinking about it. He has not officially applied for it. However, he has it on hold.
Now, I think I shall take a nice long bath and emerged relaxed and radiant!
An Update From Matt!
I have not felt good for the last couple of days. I think it is all of the many stressors and changes going on. My body decided it wanted to rest. So rest it has. Now, I am rather bored and just wish tomorrow morning would arrive so I can secure an apartment!!! Have to be out by 12/15 so the new owners can rent out the condo. I think they plan to rent it out for a while and then bring the wall down (the buyers are our neighbors — who we like!) to get even more space for when they have children.
I think I may have made some new friends! I wish this weekend were not going to be so busy — and, then we have the holiday next week. So, probably will not have the chance to actually meet anyone for a few weeks. I think I like OUT.COM — so much easier than bars, Unitarian churches and gay men’s reading groups. Tho, I do want to get back into the reading group. I used to enjoy that.
Also, much to my surprise, there seem to be a number of good-looking men who are expressing dating interest in me. Please do not get me wrong —- I am a confident person and I know that I am not ugly or anything. However, I think I look worse now than I ever have. I have never weighed this much. Not that I think I am fat, but I have a belly!! I will get rid of the extra weight, but I was really surprised by the number of really gorgeous guys who don’t seem to mind that I am 5’9″ and weigh in at 196 lbs! Cool!
I think I might try to see the KINSEY REPORT this weekend at some point. It looks interesting. I wonder if I will have time, tho. Hope everyone has a kick ass weekend!!!!
Dating would be fine, but right now I really want to make some friends.
Jon — I made a real effort to cut back on the soda today. Not sure I made much progress, but it was a bit better.