Another random update
Just some more randomness from me.
It's Sunday and I am spectacularly unmotivated to do much of anything. Kevin and I went out last night and drank many drinks and while not hung over I am feeling a little lethargic. Kevin leaves for Binghamton in a week. He'll be managing a Starbucks there. It's what he's wanted for ages and I'm happy for him. Even while I hate that he's leaving.
There's a kindasorta going away thing for him at Lux on Tuesday. I would imagine we won't be there until after 10. If anyone would like to drop by and say their goodbyes and wish him well and watch me get goofy drunk that would be just fine.
Right now I'm listening to the cast album of the musical based on one of my favorite books: Bright Lights, Big City. I used an iTunes gift card to buy it. And so now it is playing happily in the background.
Shit, last night some guy named Lucas told me to blog something. Douchenozzles? I can't remember. What ever it was, it wasn't as interesting or amusing as yoga booty ballet. or Richard Simmons's pheremones. Anywho, this Lucas guy was kinda funny. He really didn't seem to grasp that Kevin is a homo. Quite a character, tho.
And all you need is one more popper
One more vodka
One more topsy-turvy, hunky-dory
Manic, panic, magic high
Listen to the voices
Raging round inside your head again
Like a message from the Vatican
They’re watching as you’re slipping,
As you’re ripping into tripping
Are you willing to be killing
All the dreams that you are having?
Skipping, dripping, slipping, sliding
When you really should be flying from heartbreak
Welcome to the party baby, come on in
Bright lights, big city
We went and saw the new Batman movie on Friday night. It was pretty damn fantastic. And, yeah, Heath Ledger is pretty fucking cool as the Joker. Really actually quite scary. I think the new hip thing to do (because backlash must set in and all the critic-y types have been raving) will be to downplay Ledger's performance, but that's just hipster posturing. Ledger owned the movie and killed in the role. I don't give a flying fuck if Ledger gets an Oscar, but his performance is by far the best I've seen this year.
I've been re-reading David Sedaris. I guess I'm in the mood for slightly sarcastic personal essays. And unlike some other essayists (I'm pointedly not looking in the direction of McSweeney's) Sedaris has that kinda I-know-I'm-kinda-ridiculous-but-we're-all-in-on-the-joke-and-I'm-really-into-what-I'm-writing-about thing that comes across as genuine. It's a rare trait and the sign of someone who is really working from a pure groove. John Waters has the same quality. So does David Lynch.
Kevin and I went over to Doug's and watched the rest of the current season of Doctor Who a couple of weeks ago. I really loved this season. I think everything really built to the finale. And the end really broke my heart.
This is turning out to be a year of loss. Not horrible, life-destroying loss, but loss nonetheless. The Cherub Angel, my computer, my belief in my workplace, and now Kevin. Nothing I can't handle (well, the Kevin thing is kinda hard) but kinda bummer. Luckily there are still tons and tons of things to be happy about.
See? I'm meandering. Meander meander meander. Damn. The rain is really pouring at the moment. Pour pour pour. I guess the water is good.
I think I'm gonna go. How is your day going?
It's Sunday and I am spectacularly unmotivated to do much of anything. Kevin and I went out last night and drank many drinks and while not hung over I am feeling a little lethargic. Kevin leaves for Binghamton in a week. He'll be managing a Starbucks there. It's what he's wanted for ages and I'm happy for him. Even while I hate that he's leaving.
There's a kindasorta going away thing for him at Lux on Tuesday. I would imagine we won't be there until after 10. If anyone would like to drop by and say their goodbyes and wish him well and watch me get goofy drunk that would be just fine.
Right now I'm listening to the cast album of the musical based on one of my favorite books: Bright Lights, Big City. I used an iTunes gift card to buy it. And so now it is playing happily in the background.
Shit, last night some guy named Lucas told me to blog something. Douchenozzles? I can't remember. What ever it was, it wasn't as interesting or amusing as yoga booty ballet. or Richard Simmons's pheremones. Anywho, this Lucas guy was kinda funny. He really didn't seem to grasp that Kevin is a homo. Quite a character, tho.
And all you need is one more popper
One more vodka
One more topsy-turvy, hunky-dory
Manic, panic, magic high
Listen to the voices
Raging round inside your head again
Like a message from the Vatican
They’re watching as you’re slipping,
As you’re ripping into tripping
Are you willing to be killing
All the dreams that you are having?
Skipping, dripping, slipping, sliding
When you really should be flying from heartbreak
Welcome to the party baby, come on in
Bright lights, big city
We went and saw the new Batman movie on Friday night. It was pretty damn fantastic. And, yeah, Heath Ledger is pretty fucking cool as the Joker. Really actually quite scary. I think the new hip thing to do (because backlash must set in and all the critic-y types have been raving) will be to downplay Ledger's performance, but that's just hipster posturing. Ledger owned the movie and killed in the role. I don't give a flying fuck if Ledger gets an Oscar, but his performance is by far the best I've seen this year.
I've been re-reading David Sedaris. I guess I'm in the mood for slightly sarcastic personal essays. And unlike some other essayists (I'm pointedly not looking in the direction of McSweeney's) Sedaris has that kinda I-know-I'm-kinda-ridiculous-but-we're-all-in-on-the-joke-and-I'm-really-into-what-I'm-writing-about thing that comes across as genuine. It's a rare trait and the sign of someone who is really working from a pure groove. John Waters has the same quality. So does David Lynch.
Kevin and I went over to Doug's and watched the rest of the current season of Doctor Who a couple of weeks ago. I really loved this season. I think everything really built to the finale. And the end really broke my heart.
This is turning out to be a year of loss. Not horrible, life-destroying loss, but loss nonetheless. The Cherub Angel, my computer, my belief in my workplace, and now Kevin. Nothing I can't handle (well, the Kevin thing is kinda hard) but kinda bummer. Luckily there are still tons and tons of things to be happy about.
See? I'm meandering. Meander meander meander. Damn. The rain is really pouring at the moment. Pour pour pour. I guess the water is good.
I think I'm gonna go. How is your day going?