Nice Fancy Dancing

The other day I decided to play an old Olivia Newton-John CD in the car --- later that night my brother and I were on our way to see a movie. The song "Physical" came on and it made me think back to when Roy was a toddler and how much he loved to jump around to that song.

In fact, he had 3 favorite dancing songs as a toddler and we all used to love to put them on and watch him bust a baby move! I reminded him that, in addition to "Physical", he also loved "Heart of Glass" by Blondie and "The Main Event" by Barbra. I asked him how this made him feel --- to discover that he boogied to these disco hits as a small child. Roy listens to old-guard punk like Crass and Sex Pistols --- so I was expecting some sort of answer along the lines of "horrified", but all he said was that it made him feel "nice" Not the amusing answer I was wanting.

Wow -- we move on Friday. Am starting to get excited and very nervous. I just hope the crappy elevator in this building doesn't break on the day of our move --- and that the snow storm hits and is over before Friday. I can just imagine how much fun it will be to have the movers use the stairs and drive all of our stuff in the snow. Ugh.

Wow-- and only a few more rides on the horrid commuter rail! Yeah! Actually, I thought I would be driving all this week, but I have had to face the fact that I was wrong and all of the rest of you were correct. I am a lousy driver. I had another little accident last week and it was my fault. Luckily, it did not hurt our car --- but I cracked the other driver's bumper. So I decided that I will do no more driving as we near the move out of Salem and the sale of our car next week. It would just be my luck to total it or something.

Karl and I finally settled the dispute over my 1975 "Tommy" movie poster which he hates and I love. We had it professionally framed. It looks awesome and it will look even better hanging somewhere in our new home!

By the way, it looks like our access to the internet and email will be down for a few days so I may not be able to make many posts over the next week or so --- however, I've not been making too many posts this past week anyway. It has been a bit busy.

another pity party

today was a lot better at work. however, it was a 12 hour day. left the house this morning at 6:30am and didn't get home til 8:00pm.

...but work was better. now, am going to bed to rest up for another long day at work. this week's not been much fun.

bad day

some days just suck ---- and this is of them. sometimes it feels that no matter how hard i try or how hard i work, i am unable to come up with resolutions that will make everyone happy. logically, i know that this is the way life is. not everyone is going to be happy with every decision you make. what sucks is when you feel that you don't have the support you need in your corner and that the trust you thought you had with someone you respect was never very strong anyway.

so, i take a deep breath, smile and accept feedback which was never solicited -- and with which i do not agree --- and i move on. i move on and do what is expected and follow the policies that have been put into place and i do not question. i just keep moving forward.

days like this leave me drained, frustrated and ready to join the unemployment line.

i am just venting. the day is almost over and tomorrow will most likely be better. at least one can hope. ...and, in the grand scheme of things --- nothing that has happened today is a big deal. just one more bad day at the office.

keep moving forward. eyes fixed. smile on.

Really Big Fish Issue

I've not had much luck with movies for the last couple of weekends. I am in need a good cinematic fix, but I've seen just about everything in release that I would care to see --- except for one movie --- Big Fish. I really wanted to see it and Jen< seemed to really like it. The problem is that it was panned by the Canadian critics when I was in Montreal and that dude who tried to pick me up agreed with one of the reviews which called it a surreal version of Forrest Gump. Well, I hated Forrest Gump. However, I must add that I thought Forrest Gump was surreal. I guess I was wrong.

Anyway, I have hopes that something good will open this weekend or I may end up seeing Big Fish. ...and I am not sure if that would be a good step for me to take.

For some reason, I keep trying to block out the fact that we move in a week from Friday. I am just all twitchy about it.

Weekend of Disappointing Movies, but Some Nice Company

Did not do much this weekend. We saw a couple of movies and both were rather blah --"The Company" or Robert Altman makes a film about ballet. A couple of interesting dance sequences, but not much more to offer. We trudged out today and watched Ben Stiller in "Along Came Polly" which was also rather bland.

We had some friends over yesterday evening to watch a DVD. We went to dinner first and then came back here. It was a nice evening --- tho, despite all of our attempts --- Dan, Bill, Karl and I were unable to convince Jason to strip. Apparently a $20 tip is not enough to get J's pants off. However, he did perform an interesting dance interpretation of that hit song by Kelis, "Milk Shake" ...We enjoyed the way he pranced on our countertop in the kitchen as the chorus kicked in, but that is a whole other blog.

We had planned to get a lot of packing done, but did none. We move very soon. Karl is all excited. As per usual I am just nervous so am not really focused on it so much. Will be happy when we get there! Back in Boston!!!

Pillow

Oh, I just thought of something I could share with you --- my dream last night. I dreamt that I was tired of all of my things. So, I was about to throw everthing out when I realized that I could just gather all of my stuff together and make a huge pillow. As I pulled the fabric around all of my nick-naks, my CD's and clothes I began to wonder if the sharp edges of some of the stuff would tear the fabric or hurt me when I tried to sleep on it. In the world of dream logic, I decided that all pillows contained razors and piecse of metal --- so my pillow should be perfectly safe. So I continued sewing and couldn't wait to try our my big pillow.

...odd. I suppose it could mean a lot of things, but it probably means that my pillow has gotten too thin.

Wild is the Wind

Things are a bit crazed at the moment. We move to our new condo in less than 2 weeks, Roy is searching for a job and work continues to be a challenge. However, quite honestly --- things are going well. I think Roy is adapting well to life in New England. He is pursuing all available contacts and then some! Karl is pursuing every possible angle of our upcoming move. I am just kind of watching.

My brother just introduced me to David Bowie's cover of "Wild is the Wind" --- the old Johnny Mathis song. I never new Ziggy sang that one. ...A most interesting interpretation of the song. More dramatic than romantic ---- almost howling. I kind of liked it, but still prefer Johnny's version.

I wish I had something really funny to write, but I don't. Sorry for the dull post.

Wack or Mack?

Just for the record, no matter what anyone might think --- I feel that I am totally, 100% Mack-daddy-booty-licious! Ice cold! ...and ultimately, I am just too cool for school. The only problem is that my booty is getting a little too masked --- this could ultimately lead to becoming whacked. ...like crack. Next week --- I am back on SlimFast. It works.

I saw three movies this past weekend:

Monster: Incredible performance from the lead actress with the funny name. Charleeeez Theronze or something. Anyway, she was awesome! Probably most solid work I've seen from an actress in some time. The movie was good, though a bit flawed and victim to an occasional bout of TV-movie syndrome. At the same time, it got fairly hard core and was hard to watch due to violence. A very sad story.

Stuck Together: Silly, but funny enough. Cher certainly has a good sense of humor as she played herself ...and not in a very good light I should add. Interesting to note that Cher looks like an odd stuffed porcelain doll --- with really old lady hands. A bit creepy. I don't think she can shut her eyes anymore.

The Girl with the Pearl Ear Ring: I was expecting this to be a great film. It was terrible. If I had to see one more scene of that girl holding her hand up to streams of light in glassy-eyed amazement I was going to throw my box of Goobers at the screen. Goobers. Why can't we just call them chocolate covered peanuts. I hate saying "goobers" ... makes me feel whack. Anyway, the movie was filled with bad accents and worse wigs. It was total pretentiousness, but it might be of interest to old ladies. The ones present at the showing seemed to be more than satisfied. I was not. Bad movie.

Tomorrow morning I get to have this spot way up inside my right nostril quartorized (sp?) ...it will hurt, but will be fairly quick since the doctor fixed it this past summer. Now they can actually insert the instrument way up there. Essentially they burn some sort of chemical over the veins that bleed and this will prevent me from having gross nose bleeds for another 6 to 8 months. Sort of like nose welding. They can numb the nose, but I think I will try to convince them to just let me grip the chair as I had that numb feeling. ...you never know if your nose is running. Yuck.

Last night I had an erotic dream about Eric "CHiPS" Estrada. I don't wanna talk about it. That would be kind of wack.

My Brother Arrives

Roy has arrived. He didn't run back on the plane (if one can call an AirTran a plane). He is staying and his life has now changed forever. He seems to be developing an odd fascination with the mounds of ice/snow left over from the last blizzard. He wanted to run on top of one, but we would not let him. He also seems to be drawn to Lynn and just commented that he suspects Natalie Merchant must have been a fox when 10,000 Maniacs first formed. ...I figure this is a result of jet-lag.

Plans for a Chilly Day

This is a very dull post. sorry. we are about to head out to Boston. Karl is going to the fetish fair held at the Park Plaza --- yes, it is very surreal to see bondage gear in this posh hotel. However, I didn't feel it was worth the price of admission last year. So while Karl explores the kink fest I am going to see "Monster" at the Kendall Square Cinema in Cambridge. ...I hear it is the "feel good" film of 2003.

Then I shall try to find the energy to actually clean the condo up a bit. Knowing that it is sold and no longer mine makes it somehow not of cleaning interest to me, but must set a good example for my brother who will be living with us till he lands employment and a place of his own to live.

Salem just hit 0 degrees. It is warming up!

Ice Cold

Bethie and I met to watch have dinner, chat and see a movie. It was a lovely evening until we attempted to step outside the upscale Copely Mall and walk the one block to my car which was parked in the John Hancock Garage. During this short, but deadly walk we discovered that -5 degrees might be a bit too cold for us. In fact, I've lost feeling in my ears and Beth's eyes froze. I left her at a posh night club by the name of "Flight" ...I only hope that she regains her eyesight by the time she got past the red ropes and into the club.

It is so fucking cold!

My poor brother arrives tomorrow. I fear he will regret ever having decided to leave the warmth of Austin for the cold urban setting of Boston. I picked up a little cap to protect his head and ears --- and I will be bringing the long coat I made him buy when he came up for a visit not too long ago. However, I fear it will not be enough to keep him warm. Oh, well. He will have to deal.

I hope my ear didn't fall off. I am afraid to look or try to touch.

Dragging...

Work was quite challenging today and I didn't sleep well last night. So, I feel sort of like walking dead at the moment --- yet, not so tired I want to sleep. I am so tired of people crying in my office. It is a major part of my job to counsel the administrative staff, but sometimes it gets old. To whom am I supposed to cry? I couldn't even go for a walk today as it was like 5 degrees. Thank God for my assistant. She is like this little ray of sunshine. So we had a few laughs at lunch, but I could not wait for 5:30 PM to hit. ...of course it hit and I didn't realize it. So I was there till 6:30 PM. ...like an idiot, but it was really the only time I had today to catch up on paper work and emails.

As I was walking into our condo building a cute little girl walked up to me and announced that she had a hamster. She then went on to show me how she pets her hamster. Her mother was becoming annoyed, but it was most cute. As the little girl stepped off the elevator I told her to have fun with her hamster --- she answered by saying, "Ok. I will! His name is ----" and the elevator doors shut. She was sooo cute.

Ok --- now I feel it is time to chill infront of the tv and watch crap till 10pm when I shall go to bed. Wow --- I can't believe my brother arrives on Saturday. The high is to be 4 degrees or something like that. ...Welcome to Boston!

The Continued Stuffing of my Face

I am in the downward spiral of food consumption. Actually, not so much food as "junk" and I can't seem to get enough of it. I could easily mainline Pepsi --- oh, the joy that would be. I've no fear of needles! Bring it on!

No, but after a horribly difficult day at the office and 3 Big Gulp sodas --- I headed home. I arrived at the train station and had 20 minutes to spare till my train departed for Salem. I was instantly drawn to the little McDonalds housed in the Boston Fleet Centre. I got an order of chocolate chip cookies and a large Coke. I could hear fatty cells multiply as I swallowed. ...but I didn't care enough to stop.

Oh, rather interesting to note --- the Mcy-D's clerk had a heavy sort of Polish-like accent and he was saying to each customer, "Lady, what want for you?" ...sad thing is I didn't even notice until the dude in front of me said, "Fool! I ain't no lady!" ...the poor little clerk said, "So sorry, m'am, to upset for you!" I couldn’t stop laughing ...then he said to me, "Lady, what want for you?" ---- I didn't correct him. I just grabbed my cookies and tub of soda and ran to my train.

The train ride was from Hell, but I will not bore you with the details of that dark journey into this cold night.

Ms. Deneuve is Belle de Jour

I hope that someone reads this that is familiar with Luis Bunuel and his film, "Belle de Jour" I saw this film for the first time back in 1995 when it was re-released. I loved it and thought I totally understood it. As I adore Catherine Deneuve --- and French films in general, I was thrilled when Karl gave me the DVD of Belle for Christmas!

Anyway, just watched it. I am not a big Bunuel fan and am only a little familiar with his work and use of symbolism so I notice that the DVD comes with commentary from two film scholars --- I decided to replay the last 3 scenes and listen to the commentary to see if it jived with my own interpretation. It didn't. So now I am wondering if I don't understand the movie or that, perhaps, these scholars are just wrong! ha!

When I first saw this film and now after having just watched it on DVD. I still interpret the ending as that Severine's husband, Pierre (and isn't that actor dreamy!!) dies in his wheelchair and Severine retreats into her world of daydreams/fantasy --- and that the empty horse buggy represents the fact that she and Pierre are no more.

...this was not the line of thought from the two scholars. So, anyone out there familiar with this film have an opinion? Just tell me if my interpretation is screwed. Share your knowledge avec moi!

Matt's Observations Regarding the Return of the King and Some Other Thoughts

Finally got my fat ass out to see The Return of the King tonight. Here are my thoughts which, for some reason, I feel compelled to share with anyone who might be reading my sad little blog of a site:

This was the best of the trilogy, in my opinion

Is it just me or didn't that all-seeing "Eye" thing look like some sort of cosmic pussy?

Didn’t the whole hobbit friendship thing seem a bit gay? I mean I kept thinking Sam was going to plant a deep one on Frodo at any moment!

And wasn't the reunion of the hobbits on the bed even more gay? I mean we got close to a hobbit three-way!--- in slow-motion!

I know many folks think that Frodo is really hot, but I do not agree. I think Pippin is the hottest of the hobbits! Yes, he is most "do-able"

Seemed like there were four different endings --- I thought it was cool that they used all of them

I was glad Annie Lennox sang the theme song instead of Enya. I am sort of tired of Enya

...and that is about all I have to say regarding the final installment of the Lord of the Rings.

I think that both of the cute boys I tried to hook up last night like each other, but they both seem too insecure to do much about it. However I do have faith and I know that I am a bit inpatient. I was emailing with Homoesque and mentioned that I might need to lock them both in a room with a box of condoms, lube and a Barry White CD. I figure that sooner or later they would crack and surrender to nature. Well, we shall see. I am confident that they will be pals anyways. Which is cool.

I have far too many CD's and DVD's. We have had to plan on using one of the closets in the new condo as "Matt's Media Closet" --- had to purchase yet another shelving unit for this future closet today because I've run out of room. I am not sure how many CD's/DVD's I have. Maybe I should count them. ... Just counted. I have 678 CD's, but at least 12 of them belong to Karl so I don't think it is really all that obsessive or anything. I don't have the energy to count the DVD's. Maybe later. Anyway, I need that media closet!

Hot Child in the City

So, I know these two really cute, really nice and really single boys. I decided a few weeks ago to play matchmaker and try to get them together to see if they might click. My thought was, and is, that at the very least they would hit it off on the friend level --- and, maybe, just maybe they might hit it off on a romantical level.

So, late yesterday afternoon Karl and I had to take care of some business regarding purchase of our new condo --- finalize the new mortgage, pick up condo docs and take some measurements of the unit. We had planned to pick up one of these sexy boys at his place and then meet the other hot boy with his pal at a neutral place --- a nice little bar. The funny thing is that both of these boyz live in the same building! One on the first floor and the other on the 3rd!!

Anyway, we introduced them and they were both rather nervous and shy. It was cute. Am not sure if we shall see a great friendship develop or a romance bloom --- or maybe even both, but I had the best time!

And it has been quite a while since I had such a nice time. We ended up heading over to a local gay bar (The Ramrod/Machine) which I had not visited in a good couple of years. We got there wicked early. It was before 9pm so we pretty much had the place to ourselves. I was having so much fun I didn't want to leave, but Karl is not a night person and, despite having fun, wanted to head back to our soon to be sold home in the burbs. ...at 9:30. So we left --- but I can't wait to get back to Boston for good!

...I could have danced all night.

Instead I ended up playing on the computer surfing through Big Muscle!
for a couple of hours. Now, I do not really find this site hot or anything. Really. I just am fascinated at what these dudes will post on the World Wide Web! I also have the annoying habit of looking at them and trying to guess their age before checking. ...and I always feel I look younger. I suspect this delusion gets me through the night --- so to speak. The thought crossed my mind that I could have been back in Boston hanging with my friends and laughing. That would have been much better than looking at Big Muscle.

Get me back to the city now!!!!

Furnishing Issues

With our pending move to the fab new condo in Boston --- we have come to the realization that some of our furniture will not (or should not) follow us from Salem. And, as we will no longer have a second bedroom -- we need to come up with a solution for visitors and the occasional parental unit which might drop by for the night. So we went window shopping for furniture today. We picked out what we are going to purchase. We will wait a bit closer to our close date to actually lay down the funds, but we know what we're going to get.

As a couple you learn a lot about each other when shopping for home furnishings. Despite the fact that we have been together for so many years it never ceases to amaze me how differently Karl and I look at things when it comes to taste. His is just bad and my tastes are fantastic. I keep thinking he will catch up, but he never does! However, he earned gay points tonight for sitting through and actually enjoying my DVD of "Elaine Stritch at the Liberty" --- I just love her. I thought he might enjoy it, but he liked it a lot more than I expected! So I shall forgive and accept his "taste" in chairs and the fact that he still refuses to allow me to frame my Scassi silk scarf of Babs Streisand. Just breaks my heart to think of that beautiful scarf filled with images de Barbra lying all alone in one of my drawers. It should be haning in full glory.

...of course, if it were not for Karl our apartment would probably look like that of a stalker or a rep. cinema. So I guess we balance each other out.

My brother will be moving to Boston very soon. He arrives on the 10th. I was thinking he might want most of the furniture we are not going to keep and offered to put it into storage for him and he could pay me back later for the storage fees til he finds his own place or a roommate situation. He declined except for our futon, but the cost of storing and moving back and forth is not really worth the cost of the futon itself. Oh well. I would have jumped at the chance for free furniture back in the day. ...or maybe I am only thinking from my current perspective. That is probably the case. ...I'm old.