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Friday, April 30, 2004

Come Back to the Five and Dime, David Ashfield, David Ashfield --- or Paul Morgan if David isn't Available

Who cares about Jimmy Dean ---- send me my fave 80's gay porn idol, David Ashfield. He was so cute and hot. Whatever happened to him? Does anyone know? I worry that he is one of the many fallen, but I like to think that he is just retired somewhere in California. Perhaps he is sipping a glass of ice tea watching boys on surf boards.

Does anyone know? Send a call out to William Higgins!

And what happened to Paul Morgan? He just sort of fell of the gay porn radar. Did he tweak off one too many times at a circuit party? Where is Anthony Gallo? What happened to him?

You know, we do not do a very good job of keeping up with our gay porn idols once they make one too many videos and the industry discards them ---- or they just get sick of the biz and quit. Don't they deserve a star on Hollywood Blvd? Don't they deserve more?

Sigh. Ode to the forgotten gay porn stars.

...And why does Jeff Stryker continue on? He and his silly doll bore me.

Thursday, April 29, 2004

My Inner-Eighth Grade Girl, Eunice

As many of you know, I often fall victim to the urges of an 8th grade girl. It is the inner-13 year old girl in me that craves every bit of Hello Kitty merchandise available (excepting the Hello Kitty Vibrating Dildo --- Like, Grrrrrrrrrosss!) It is also the inner-8th grade girl that causes me to swoon over Enrique and Freddie P, Jr. ---- or the urge to purchase the new Hanson CD. She shows up at the oddest times. Like when I am watching TV and start to weep as Ross tries to express his love to Rachel, but she just doesn't see it!

Anyway, I have decided, that, after many years --- it is time to give this inner girl of mine a name. Her name is Eunice. She is a bit awkward, has acne, freckles on her nose, braces and tries to hide her face with her brown hair that is just a little too thin. She is too thin and has to wear glasses her Mom picked out. They are brown-framed glasses from the era of Bay City Rollers --- even tho it is 2004. Mom got them on sale at Wal-Mart. She likes horses, but is obsessed with Ricky Martin.

And, you should know --- it is Eunice who is FORCING me to see Mean Girls at the Boston Common Cinema tomorrow night. I suspect I will be the only adult male in the audience, but Eunice will feel better. And, really, don't we all have an inner-8th grade girl in us? Come on ...Admit it.

Wednesday, April 28, 2004

Fassbinder Obsession Continues!

I am just am unable to stop thinking about, reading about, researching about and watching Fassbinder films. Both he and his films just fascinate me. However, I am unable to locate anyone who shares this interest and it is most frustrating. There is a professor at Harvard University who is considered a Fassbinder scholar. Maybe I should get Karl to find his email address for me and I can start bothering him. When I think about it, I've always like German film ---- and French film. Actually, I just like film.

The new Patti Smith CD is a bit of a disappointment for me. I just want the 1970's Patti Smith Group style --- now it is more, oh, preachy or something. ...and, really, if you are listening to a Patti Smith CD ---- any preaching is going directly to the choir. However, her boyfriend is quite hot and young enough to be her son. Cool. Good for Patti. As The White Stripes produced the new Loretta Lynn CD ---- I picked it up. I guess I was anticipating it to be somehow similar to what Rick Rubin did with Johnny Cash. However, it is not nearly as cool --- but I do like it. It is straight-ahead hillbilly country, but with a bit of an edge and I like it. Kind of pure. Never thought I would see the day when I would enjoy a Loretta Lynn CD better than one by Patti Smith. Go figure.

I think my boss thinks I am slipping into a depression again. It is a pain and I think a deflector for her to not think about her own health issues. But I really do not enjoy the projections upon me. Work has sucked for a number of reasons. Just had to eliminate some positions and let a few people go. That so totally sucks. It is just hard to do. I have no issue with terminating someone for poor performance, but having to lay folks off just sucks. I hope it is all over. Also, right now there is just so much corporate politicking going on --- which I do not enjoy at all. And, obviously, morale for my staff and the office as a whole is low. So, I think I made a mistake to discuss it with my boss because now she seems to be convinced that I am slipping back into a depression. Ugh! ...at least I know she cares. Oy.

Monday, April 26, 2004

Do you say "N.E.R.D." or just "Nerd"? I Just Don't Know How to Say They're Name!

While I do love hippity hoppity music with all the words spelled funny --- I do not know how to pronounce the name of this band. I do love their new CD tho! Well, if you've read my better-half's Blog posting you know that we are just a therapy-bustin' couple of fools! I just met with a new shrink today. I liked her, but find the first two sessions with a shrink so difficult. I guess I am still depressed and she has concerns --- so I left the appointment feeling kind of down. I was fairly useless at work today after that.

Mental health. Do you have it?

Got Psychosis?

I felt so good when I walked in this afternoon to Dusty. I love our puppy. ...Karl just mocks her, but I think he loves her too.

Well, this is an exciting post. Not. So I will bring it to an end. I need to get to bed early as the new Patti Smith CD comes out tomorrow and I need to get my beauty rest tonight!

OH!, by the way? Did you catch "Queer As Folk" last night? Why in the hell didn't Ted take that cute-tightly-skinned-rehab boy to bed???? ...and, at the very least, why didn't Ted offer to take the couch so that the boy could sleep in the bed???? Ugh. Annoyed me.

Sunday, April 25, 2004

And, Then, The Artist Tries to Satisfy Everyone

Nice, lazy Sunday. I did venture to a movie. I saw THE GIRL NEXT DOOR. Now, this should probably go on my movie blog page ---- but I just do not have the patience to worry with it. Anyway, the main reason I saw it was to look at Timothy Olyphant who is most "do-able" The movie wanted to be really good, but in the end the director seemed unable to commit to a RISKY BUSINESS-like comedy or a reflective film on the porn industry and the pains of growing up. The film contains some great acting and a part of the story is really interesting, but it is hard to focus on that due to the bathroom humor that keeps coming in and out. Now, RISKY BUSINESS was really a very good movie. However, it just didn't have the solid script of the 80's comedy. So, in their attempt to make two different audiences happy --- they created a movie that just does not work. Too bad.

2nd new episode of Queer As Folk tonight! I am all excited.

This coming week promises to be most challenging at work. It will be a very difficult 5 days. At least I know it headed in --- so, I guess that makes it a bit easier.

I gave Dusty a bath tonight. She freaked and Karl accused me of being mean. However, I just am unable to deal with a dog who smells like a dog. Dusty needs to smell like a princess!

Saturday, April 24, 2004

A Brush With Death!

Dusty, The Amazing Stupid Puppy, managed to choke on her dog food this morning --- luckily Karl noticed in time and pushed on her puppy chest a couple of times and out came a HUGE clump of puppy food. Oh course, Dusty wanted down immediately and tried to take the same clump back in her mouth! OY! I was asleep --- so I didn't have to witness the horror. Karl saved Dusty's life! He is a hero!

On my way home last night around 10pm I saw a kid bitch-slap a cop, then put his hands out seeming to eagerly await being hand-cuffed and arrested. And, that is just what happened. The cop actually seemed more amused than pissed. Oh, those kids!

Saw Ewan McGreggor (I don't how to spell his name and am far too lazy to check on it, but I am sure you know to whom I refer) take off his clothes ...a lot in this really bad film called YOUNG ADAM. Still don't know why it was called YOUNG ADAM when there was no one in the cast or story named Adam --- nor was there anyone who was young. Watched Fassbinder's Veronika Voss last night. It was amazing. I am really excited about seeing the new Guy Martin movie, THE SADDEST MUSIC IN THE WORLD! It looks really interesting and rather amusing.

Karl is out exploring the Bunker Hill Monument with our pals, Dan and Bill. I've seen it -- so I opted to take a lovely walk with my walkman listening to early 60's vintage Barbra --- it was like butta! Beautiful day --- sunny and in the high 50's. Now, I am back home blogging and playing with the puppy. Sorry, not a very exciting blogging entry. Will try to do better tomorrow or later tonight.

Thursday, April 22, 2004

Ben Kweller

After reading Under_Ling's comments regarding the new CD by Ben Kweller, I decided to check it out ---- especially as it was on sale for $8.99 at Newbury Comix! I love it! Mr. Kweller rocks --- he looks like a child, tho. However, he sounds like a man! Awesome CD ---- Pick it up!

I really have nothing else to share except I am concerned that Karl is slowly turning into a puppy abuser. I think he is mean to Dusty. ...who is the cutest puppy on the planet! Why? Just because I sense that she is!

Oh, and I hate work right now. I just hate it. I think they are out to kill me. It is a Kafka-esque situation to which there is no solution! Most worrying!

Wednesday, April 21, 2004

This is just scary. Created by my "friends" in Graphics where I work.

A Rather Sick Observation Re: A Cherished B'Way Musical

So, at the heart of most musicals is tragedy. We know this. In many ways musicals can be kind of mean. Basically, I think that is what Lars Von Treir was doing with DANCER IN THE DARK --- perverting the Hollywood musical for what it really is. Even something like CATS --- sure, you can tell yourself it is about re-birth --- but the truth is that when that cat gets taken up in that tire --- she is basically dead meat. Anyway, while I am writing of that "beloved" musical built around one song and a bunch of chorus kids dressed up as kitties ---- I was thinking of JESUS CHRIST SUPERSTAR. ....In my opinion, this, while quite dated, is the much better musical. Like EVITA --- it actually presents a story.

Now, my sick observation is that my favorite musical number is the one where all the Romans chant "Crucify him!" while that Pontious Pilot Dude sings things to Jesus --- I love to sing along with that song. "Die! If you want to! You misguided martyr!" Yep, that is the song I seem to enjoy the most. Does this make me sick? Or is it the best number in the show?

Well, it is food for thought. And, that whole PASSION OF THE CHRIST movie is a 3 hour version of that one 10 minute song. And the movie is a big hit. Does that mean that a lot of people are just as sick as me? Maybe the only difference is that I am singing!

Oh, and I also enjoy that musical number where Herod teases Christ. It is a dandy song. Maybe, truth be told --- I really don't know how to love him.

Tuesday, April 20, 2004

...all by myself

Did no one agree with me regarding the need for Sony to put LIZA WITH A Z to DVD????? No one commented. I really think that the camp potential is high and the time is right. Plus with the US at war, the economy in question, the deficit going up and politicians obsessed with keeping the gay community as second class citizens without equal rights ---- letting people see Liza dance around to early 70's Broadway/rock/jazz might just be the answer we've all been looking for!

Am I wrong?

No one seems interested enough to even comment. This must be how Eric Carmen felt when he wrote that really long, sad song. ...Celine never fully committed to the lyric --- she was never alone.

Monday, April 19, 2004

A Visit to the Vet

I was up way too late last night watching some of my Fassbinder movies -- and paid the price today, my day off from work. Poor Dusty got sick. We had to bring her to the vet as the one who came to us is out of town, but we have now decided that we better stick with the vet we just visited. Turned out that poor Dusty had ear mites! Poor baby! She is fine and on meds --- and the vet had us change her food for a while.

Anyway, that has taken up most of the day. And, now, I am just tired. Think I will take a nap. Sorry for the dull posting!

Sunday, April 18, 2004

We Need A Little Liza...

I was thinking about it and decided that Sony needs to get its act together and put that classic Bob Fosse TV special from 1972 or 1973 (I know it was the early 70's) ---- "Liza With a Z" to DVD. I mean what a great time to market Liza and the dance moves of Bob Fosse! They could even have Liza provide drunken commentary! It would be fantastic with an S! I think I remember watching it --- but I did have the LP when I was in elementary school. Didn't care for her singing voice much, but I did really enjoy this song she sang about this girl who traveled round the world to meet the love of her life and it turned out he lived next door to her back in New York. ...and she sang a Broadway version of "Son of a Preacherman" --- trust me, I am sure it caused no concern for Dusty Springfield! ha!

But, I really think that what the world need NOW ---- is a DVD presentation of Liza with a Z! Now!

I don't like the new opening sequence or song for QAF. I don't like change. I liked the original opening better! Much upset. However I really enjoyed the scene where the teen whore's mom freaked out after he kissed her and told her he was HIV positive and then she no longer wanted him to come home with her! Too funny! ...well, funny in the way the show presented it from a "dramatic" standpoint. Funny too how the accountant looks hotter when he is going thru re-hab than when he was healthy. The junkie look works for him. Oh, I am so glad Queer as Folk is back!

Jen's Yummy Dinner!

Jen came over and made us the most incredible dinner and desert! The food was wonderful and the company even better. Jen is looking quite good these days ---- she is becoming waif-like thin! ...and I don't know how when she cooks this well! We had a blast!

Karl is taking a shower and we are waiting in anticipation for the new QUEER AS FOLK to come on! And then I can stay up late and continue forward with my Fassbinder project! ...my new obsession. ...Germanic queer angst.

Sunday, Queer, Sunday

After a night of Fassbinder (still have a long way to go before I get thru all of these DVD's!) I woke up from a nice sleep and decided to head out to the cinema in Cambridge and saw AKA --- a bit of queer cinema from the UK. I believe it was based on a true story. I rather liked it.

On my way home I picked up the first NERD cd and the new one THE DIVINE COMEDY --- I miss the fun old days of TDC when Neil Hannon was into his whole Burt Bacharach thing. Now, he is so gloomy. However, he is cuter than ever. You know, I think he may only be about 3 feet tall. Nothing wrong with that, but I get this impression when I see him in photos with other people.

Karl is out running errands and Dusty is pretending she is some sort of monster attacking one of her puppy toys.

Jen is coming over tonight --- should be much fun!

Oh, and Queer As Folk returns on Showtime tonight!!!! Am all excited to find out what is going on in lovely gay-positive Pittsburgh, that actually looks a lot like Canada --- but who's looking anyway? It is my gay Melrose Place --- and I am proud of it.

So, now I plan to put some work into my movie blog page which may actually be more trouble than it is worth. I will not give up on it yet!

Saturday, April 17, 2004

Public Abuse

So, we saw CONNIE & CARLA (liked it!) and then had lunch at Fajiata and Rita's ---- then I decided to catch KILL BILL VOLUME 2 (really liked it!) ...but then the oddest things happened to me as I walked home from the cinema. Complete strangers were hostile to me! For no reason that I can think of ------ every single bum/homeless person screamed at me as I walked past, old passer-bys looked at me with hostility and then some teens in a passing car threw a half-eaten burger at me --- hit me in the ass. What is up? Why I am causing such distress and anger to these strangers in my hood? Folks were nice to me at the cinema. ...Of course I am probably their best customer so I guess they have to be friendly toward me.

Anyway, let's tell people to treat me in a nicer way. I mean, I am really all about the love.

Fassbinder, Puppies, Wanna-Be Drag Queens and Pizza

We had a lovely dinner with Rick and Tom. Good food and even better company --- too bad I am so old and tired. I just wasn't up to hanging out at the gay bar near our place. Karl and I called it a night at 10pm. What has happened to me????

Anyway, on the roster for the day --- We are off to see the Toni Collette flick, CONNIE AND CARLA. I believe it is about two Jersey girls on the run from the mob who take refuge in Vegas and pose as drag queens. My only worry is that it is written by that lady who wrote MY BIG FAT GREEK WEDDING. ...I fucking hated that movie, but I do love Toni Collette. So we shall see.

And, then I plan to jump into my Fassbinder experience --- I've many of his films to watch and then report on movie blog! Long weekend end for me --- Monday is Patriot's Day in New England --- or as I like to call it, The Boston Marathon Day from Hell. Anyway, one can't really access our office building due to the marathon --- so I have Monday off. We shall see how many Fassbinder films I can view from this afternoon thru Monday! Any bets? Any guidance regarding that crazed German film director?

I have invited my bro to join me for the Fassbinder mind warp, but I've not heard back from him yet.

My pal, Jennifer, is coming over on Sunday to meet Dusty and play with her a bit -- and then she wants to make me and Karl dinner! I hate the idea of her coming to meet our puppy and see our new place and then slaving over our stove (I think that is what one calls it) --- but she claims she wants to ----- and as she is one of the best cooks I have ever known, I don't see how I can turn her down! Hee! Hee! I wonder if Jen would want to see a Fassbinder film --- or maybe this will be my time to take a break from German angst. Hmmmmm....

Thursday, April 15, 2004

Laundry, My Twitchy Lover and His Dim-Witted Puppy!

While Karl's puppy, Dusty, just makes me so happy ---- I mean after the hell of the office it is so nice to walk in and have this cute, soft and tiny little doggie run up to love me! Karl is glad to see me too, but I think it might be more because I take the dog off his hands for a while. While the puppy comforts me --- she seems to make Karl all tense and twitchy. Anyway, tonight as Karl was doing the laundry and tossing the clothes out of the hamper on to the floor in sorted piles -- Dusty was scampering to get caught under the falling clothes. So I would see my shirt running across the room and into the wall. ...Dusty isn't very smart. In fact, she may well be retarded. But we love our special puppy all the same.

Ok, so I promise I won't let my blog turn into a log of puppy stories!

On to a more "heady" topic ---- I am VERY disappointed with the cover boy on the new issue of UNZIPPED (think Tiger Beat gone Gay Porn Star KRAZY!!! Yay!) --- Anyway, this month's model is all waxed and assembly line looking. Last month's cover boy was a man and he was HOT! Anyway, there is a great article on handjob tips! Highly rec. reading! Even you straight girls might get some valuable tips that your straight boyz would love for you to know! Rush out to your local porn star and pick up a copy! ...Actually, I just noticed that Barnes and Nobles sells it! Wow -- boners at B&N!

Anyway, better close for now and go read my fave blogs! By the way, I figured out how to link to Ian's way-cool site. Link is to the right --- or click Here!

Wednesday, April 14, 2004

Ben Jelen...

Is he the Elton John for the naughts or the male Tori Amos for the decade? I guess we will need to wait for the next two CD's before we will really know. Personally, I feel he is like Tori with a big ol dick. At least it is my hope that he has a big one! He is so cute!

...However, he is no Enrique or Freddie Prinze, Jr. Anyway, I had Jelen's CD in the bedroom stereo and somehow the alarm setting was set ---- so at about 3am the stereo started blaring Ben at top volume. All I can remember is waking up and trying to hit Karl because I felt he was responsible for some reason. He had to crawl out of bed and turn it off.

I am also about to enter a Fasbinder stage. During my depression spending spree I purchased a number of his movies on DVD. I've always wanted to watch his movies --- now I will study them! Have no fear, I will provide a report on my movie blog. Anyway, his movies have always seemed so interesting to me. Can't wait to watch --- have a long weekend coming up.

By the way --- Jen???? Are you out there? You promised me you would help get my movie page set up with comments and that stuff. I have tried and tried, but I just can't seem to get it right. Help? Please?

Oh, they retrieved all of my data -- for the most part. At least I know when my next minor surgical procedure is happening! Ugh! I really miss my boss ---- work isn’t much fun without her. And the corporate intrigue continues ---- I just don’t think I am smart enough to swim with all of these sharks, but I seem to be getting by without getting bit.

Oh, I found a great new site via Thomas at Homoesque --- also, the writer of this site is a real cutie! Check it out Here! ...oh, the link doesn't work. Hmmmm... You know, I should be more polite and check to make sure he would even want me to link to his site. So check back!

Tuesday, April 13, 2004

Your Data Has Been Deleted

Today was not a particularly easy day at work. Of course, it seems that they seldom are easy. However, this morning I discovered that my new PalmPilot Treo 600 was duplicating a couple of appointments when I sync'd with my PC. So, I asked a representative from our IT team to take a look --- this turned into an all day ordeal which prevented me from accessing my computer for most of the day. And, then ---- at the far end of the day the IT dude tells me all is ok and ready to roll. I sit back at my desk, my office door shut so that I can focus as I needed to leave on time at 5:30pm today. And as I started to climb through my scary email in-box, I decided to check what was on the schedule for tomorrow. ...all of my calendar entries for the remainder of 2004 had been deleted. Gone.

Now, for those of you who know me --- you will understand that this means I am truly screwed as I have no memory. Too much pot and misc. drug use did away with far too many brain cells during the course of my youth. I DEPEND upon my Notes calendar and my PalmPilot --- or as I am known to call it, my brain.

As a lethal combination of panic and anger took over ---- I took a few deep gushes of re-circulated air into my lungs and left what will probably go down as the most desperate and sad voice mail in the history of voice mail for my poor assistant. For about 2 minutes I basically cried into the phone to Angie begging her to somehow fix this for me in the morning so that I can avoid having to kill anyone in IT. ...but then I decided this was silly ---I would just have the IT dude come back to my office and FIX IT! After much annoying banter via our Sametime system --- I got him down to my office. He was able to pull my calendar info up, but told me he would have to work on it tomorrow to get it all fixed.

I threw up and came home. Played with puppy. Moaned to Karl. ...and then fell asleep infront of the TV as some out of focus blonde rambled on about the break-up of John Stamos and his model/actress wife. ...I can only assume this is because Mr. Stamos is actually gay and madly in love with me, but that is a whole other Blog. Anyway, I slept for over 2 hours. I will probably not sleep tonight and when and if I do --- I shall be dreaming of the IT horrors that await me tomorrow!!!

Monday, April 12, 2004


Since my brother moved out the cleaning of our condo has gone downhill quickly --- and it is my fault! The bedroom bathroom is absolutely disgusting and poor little Dusty smells like a dog. Smelling like a dog is not acceptable for me.

So, tonight I shall clean the bathrooms and bath the puppy. I will be most unhappy as I toil away in the bathrooms, but the puppy will be even more unhappy as I give her a bath. Karl has stated that he refuses to help me with the bathing of Dusty because he feels that a bath a week is excessive for the dog. However, this is a prissy little Shih Tzu and she needs to smell pretty and be al combed. She will feel better about herself and I will be much more comfortable with her crawling over me to nap.

The Nick and Jessica Simpson Variety Hour was a total blast! Even more fun than looking at a car wreck! It was like it was 1977 all over again --- laugh tracks-a-plenty! I hope they get picked up by the network because I could learn to live for this show! I felt embarrased all the way through it --- such fun to see such bad entertainment. You know, when something gets so bad it turns to good again? Well, that is the Nick and Jessica Simpson Variety Hour! Sort of like a dumbed-down version of Sunny & Cher --- and that show was already pretty dumb!

Sunday, April 11, 2004

The Honeymoon is Over

If you are reading my blog -- please note that my life partner, Karl, who has his own blog (the link to it is on the left) seems to have lost all patience with his new puppy and I just heard him threaten to kill her. Oh dear. This could be a very long and bumpy road!

Freddie Prinz, Jr in a Wig

Yes, I have decided that Freddie Prinz, Jr is hot --- mainly because of his wig in the new Scoopy Doo movie. Not sure if I spelled that right and I am also not sure that maybe he just dyed his hair, but I would bet it is a wig.

No real news to report. Saw "Dogville" which I really loved from a technical and film making perspective, but found the film's message rather disturbing. I saw the film with my brother and we each walked away with different views --- which led us into a very interesting discussion on how we communicate with each other.

Anyway, I felt that "Dogville" had the very clear message that the world would be a better place if the USA were to just be destroyed off the planet. That we are an arrogant country that enslaves itself and inflicts pain/injustice on others.

Now, I do not consider myself to be patriotic --- especially right now. I DO NOT SUPPORT THE WAR WITH IRAQ and I happen to think President Bush is an idiot ---- but I am not anti-American. This is my country and I do not see it as any more evil than any other world power. I do not think I would rather live in any other country.

I think our government has made some tragically mis-guided decisions which are causing the loss of many lives. My hope it that we can get the Bush administration out and replace with a more logic-based leadership. I am uncomfortable with the film because of this harsh message that it implies. However, Roy saw it more as a statement about the American myth of benevolence of our country. Anyway, it is best that I avoid making political statements on my blog because I don't want this to be a political site or to get anyone reading it all upset with me for my views --- but I guess in the end I see "Dogville" as an exceptional crafted film, but the most anti-American film I have ever seen and I am uncomfortable with the fact that I gave my money to support it. Does this make me as looney as some of those annoying Republicans I see on TV???? I hope not. In my discussion of the film with Roy I commented that while I think "Triumph of the Will" is an expertly crafted piece of art ----- I am at odds with watching it because of its hidden agenda.

Anyway, saw a great French film called "Porno Theatre" --- really interesting, but probably not for everyone.

Karl and I left Dusty alone for a few hours today and saw "Lady Killers" which was really funny. I enjoyed it.

And now I am listening to Ricky Martin croon Spanish love songs and I think I might just kick back on the sofa and watch a DVD or maybe just continue listening to the pretty music. I also just realized that the above post probably would have made more sense on my movie review blog! Ugh! I've got to get my stuff together and post to that.

Saturday, April 10, 2004

Dusty Needs A Bath

I am sitting here listening to The Jets CD and waiting for my brother to arrive as we are going to grab some lunch and head over to see "Dogville" --- have been waiting to see this one for sometime! Anyway, Dusty is just so cute! However, she needs another bath a few squirts of doggie cologne! ...yes, they do make doggie perfume to keep our little bitch smelling pretty! Right now she smells like a puppy.

I am looking quite stylish today in my DKNY jeans and Perry Ellis shirt ---- I guess my choice of man-clogs for footwear might be throwing the whole look off, but I am one part all about the fashion and two parts all about the comfort. I love my man-clogs. Tease all you like, but I bet my feet are more comfortable than yours ---- and, hey, I bet some folks think I am a doctor or something. Well, it could happen.

Work has been REALLY busy and much corporate intrigue going on. I wish my boss were back. Swimming with the sharks isn't much fun without her. So, I have about 6,000 new DVD's to watch as I seemed to slip into a depression after my surgery and went on a wacky shopping spree on line a couple of nights at 3am when I just couldn't sleep. Oh well. I am back in therapy and just got my meds re-newed. So, I am on the right track!

Oh, and I got a new "toy" --- new PalmPilot Treo 600 --- it is a PalmPilot plus a phone, a computer and a camera --- other things too that just go over my head, but this takes the place of both my cell phone and my pager!! Just one thing to carry! And I can take pix of people and when they call me -- their picture shows up instead of their number! Neat-O! Some of my coworkers seemed annoyed that they had to pose, but I want pictures, not numbers, baby! Anyway, my Treo rocks -- only problem is that it seems to be so new that it is quite hard to find accessories for it. Spent my lunch hour yesterday searching for a more suitable carrying case and an extra power-charger cord. I ended up ordering online from Handspring.com.

Tuesday, April 06, 2004

Puppy Issues

This morning at approximately 3am I opened my eyes to discover Karl standing over me holding little Dusty. After I managed to get past the fleeting feeling of panic at waking up with someone standing over me in the middle of the night, I noticed that Karl seemed to be on the verge of tears. I rasped, "What are you doing? Put the dog down and go to bed" to which Karl replied in all sincerity, "Matt, I can't live like this." I rolled over and went back to sleep.

I woke up at 6am and found Karl standing in the living room looking down at Dusty who was looking up at Karl. As it turned out, Karl had been up all night with the puppy ---- AGAIN! Karl reminded me that he just couldn't handle the pressure of having a dog. I took a deep breath and said, "It is just a dog. This isn't a baby --- and if you don't want to keep her I will find a home for her" ....However, I am in love with Dusty. It would kill me to lose her, actually. She makes me feel good.

Anyway, I took a shower and when I came out Karl was, once again, looking down at Dusty. Karl commented with tears in his eyes, "I don't think I can part with her" It was so cute --- and funny all at once. The, I should point out it was not at all funny to Karl.

Anyway, after consulting with my assistant, Angie, and the breeder from whom I purchased Dusty ---- we will be applying what I like to call "Tough Puppy Love" --- Tonight, Dusty is going into her little cage, we are going to place a sheet over it, sit it in the living room in the dark --- and let her whine and cry until she just gives it up and goes to sleep. Karl is not allowed to go to her until he wakes up at around 6am. Although it is my opinion that Dusty, while quite cute --- is about as smart as a small bag of rocks --- it is the opinion of just about everyone to whom I spoke that it is Dusty who is training Karl. Actually, Shih Tzus sleep a lot. And this poor puppy is all confused. She doesn't know she needs to sleep --- she just keeps on going and as long as Karl responds she just keeps on crying. So, Operation Tough Puppy Love goes into practice tonight!

Wish us luck! I think Dusty's future with us depends on the success of our tough love. ...and, now, I need to go speak with our next door neighbors to alert them to our puppy and to call us if she should disturb them with her crying tonight. I don't think she is loud enough -- but I don't want our neighbors to hate us!

Monday, April 05, 2004

Doggie Woes...

Well, fatherhood is not as easy as I expected it to be for Karl. ...or me, actually. Our little puppy, Dusty, ---- named after the way-cool lesbian songstress and for the fact that the sweet little thing collects dust bunnies as she slips and slides across the floor. Anyway, Dusty gets very distressed if one of us is not "involved" with her at any given minute --- she totally freaks out. She makes these shrieking noises that cause the condo to rattle. This is a problem. Karl was up all night with her.

I slept through it all, but I do feel Karl's pain. ...at least that is the line I am taking.

Anyway, we found a boarding school for Dusty where they will take her for a full two weeks and completely train her for us. She will be a Stepford Shih Tzu! However, she needs to be 2 weeks older before they will take her. So, we found a vet who makes house calls and he is coming over this Wednesday to give her the last shot and a general check-up --- and we hope to get him to trim her nails.

We also found a puppy sitter who needs to build a client base and is coming over on Thursday --- the goal being that he will take care of Dusty during the day while we are at work for the next 2 weeks. Then we ship her off to boarding school and she returns ready to be the ideal city doggie.

Karl is taking her to work with him tomorrow. That should be interesting --- check out his blog! Anyway, we just have to make it thru Thursday night and I think we will be ok.

Well, I have to give a little speech at work tomorrow --- so I have homework to do in preparation.

Sunday, April 04, 2004

Puppy Love

I had decided I wanted to get Karl a little puppy for his birthday --- a Shih Tzu. My assistant, Angie, knows a breeder in NY. So, Karl's bday is in May, but the litter was ready now --- so Karl got his bday present early! Anyway, I think he really loves her. She is so cute. I think Karl teared up when he saw her for the first time walking into the condo! So, I think he is happy. Of course, all I will be giving him on his birthday will be a card! Shih Tzu's are not cheap!

Anyway, she is soooo cute! I am sure Karl will be taking some photos and posting them to his site soon or later tonight! I will link to them when he does.

The little doggie is very needy --- she wants us to be with her at all times or she starts to cry. This could become a problem and over course potty training. Well, Karl has a lot of work ahead of him! ha!

We have a little daughter! I wish Karl would just go ahead and name her --- she seems like a Sophie to me, but I don't think Karl cares for that name.

Saturday, April 03, 2004

Friday Night Movie cancellation and Plans for a Saturday Night

Had to cancel my normal Friday night plans --- due to work. So it goes. The only real pay-off was that I got to have dinner at Wendy's. For me, this is high-end eating. I love fast food. No matter how bad it is for me, I just love it. Anyway, got home late last night and watched DVD of MR. SHOW with Karl, but feel asleep. Then I watched an interesting French film I had ordered a month or so ago called THE TROUT --- that would be the English translated title. I am unable to remember the French title. Anyway, I love watching Isabelle Huppert. She is super cool. However, this film left me with many questions --- but it was written and directed by the same man who brought us that cinematic classic, BOOM --- with Liz Taylor and Richard Burton.

Karl and I are about to head over to Cambridge and take in LENIN --- a German film which has received a good amount of acclaim. I really need to update my movie review page!

We are meeting up with our pals, Jason and Dave, for dinner and to catch the new Ryan Landry play -- a spoof of CAT ON A HOT TIN ROOF --- I believe Ryan's production is called PUSSY ON TIN, but am not positive. Anyway, we are seeing that tonight. Then we might go for a drink at the Ramrod.

Thursday, April 01, 2004

Tired Old Corporate Whore and A New George Michael CD!

Ok --- my last post confused everyone and looking back at it, I guess it doesn't make much sense. And to those of you who asked, no --- I was not trying to be funny. I was trying to draw an analogy to the way I felt about myself after leaving work yesterday. With each passing day I am having to hide more of myself and support policies that I don't really care for/agree with or like --- but it is my job to push them thru and reprimand if an employee isn't pleased. Long story short, I felt degraded and that I was being judged not on the terms I like to be considered, but on terms that just seem to private pour moi. Anyway, sorry for any confusion --- today is a new day and I am feeling quite optimistic that I will not feel like a total corporate slut.

My day also got off to a great start by listening to the new George Michael CD, PATIENCE. Am only 6 songs into it, but I really like it and would suggest that everyone rush out a pick up a copy! It is an import, but can be had for as low as $20.00.

Ok --- time to get to work! ...but first -- here is a cute little story that found its way to me this morning:

MAYONNAISE JAR (and the beer)

When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a
day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar........and the beer.

A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front
of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very
large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He
then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.

So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the
jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open
areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar
was full. They agreed it was.

The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of
course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar
was full. The students responded with an unanimous "yes."

The professor then produced two cans of beer from under the table and
poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the
empty space between the sand. The students laughed.

"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, "I want you
to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are
the important things -- your family, your children, your health,
your friends, and your passions, things that if everything else was lost
and only they remained, your life would still be full."

"The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your
house, your car. The sand is everything else -- the small stuff.

"If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room
for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all
your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the
things that are important to you.

"Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with
your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your partner out to
dinner. Play another 18. There will always be time to clean the house, and
fix the disposal. Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really
matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."

One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the beer represented.

The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked," he said. "It just goes to show
you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a
couple of beers."