Brazen Betties, lusty ladies and pink Hummers on a plastic beach
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1. Days off are fun. Mine, though, are in the middle of the week, but still fun. I spent my days off the past two weeks in Torrington for some Brazen Betties action. I bought Rosemary an awesome purse - leopard print in furry material with applique cherries. I got myself a peacock-feather hairpiece that I repurposed into a lapel pin. This week Rosemary did some shopping after getting her tax return. We ate at Bogey's, the pub in the Yankee Pedlar Inn building, and were knocked on our asses by the tasty pub food. Well, a hot vegetable wrap isn't pub food, but it sure was delicious. I also ended up wth some finds from a local indoor-flea market kind of store - a collection of office stationery from the 1940s with Vargas-style pin-ups drawings, and some ice cream parlor-style Coca-Cola glasses.
2. The score from "Batman Returns" just won't leave my head today. In particular, just a few bars from the end-credits medley where the Catwoman theme gives way to Penguin's. Yeah, it's messed up.
3. Nights out are fun. Even when you don't really go anywhere. Saturday last week, Rosemary and I visited a woman we know at her ginormous house on a hill in Avon. We'd met at some parties and have decided to try to be friends. We drank a lot, ate a lot, talked a lot, and putted around with her two oldest kids. Rosemary got pretty drunk but somehow stayed awake, so I'm proud of her. All this drinking since moving in with me has raised her tolerance. We were wasting away in Margaritaville, and spending a night being lusted after by pleasant company is a fine way to spend a Saturday night.
4. Sometimes, as a boyfriend I have to suck it up and attend an event with a pink carpet and pink Hummer parked outside. I took Rosemary to VAz, a women's fashion and food expo they hold in Hartford from time to time. It was held at the lush Society Room in Hartford, which is freakishly ornate with its marble and gold leaf ceilings. Julia was vending, so it was good to support. I also got to meet a woman who designed some other hairpieces I had repurposed into lapel pins. Rosemary and I took in the cupcakes, free Moet champagne, and met some very nice people. This was another event where Connecticut hides all its pretty women, too. I had to skip out a bit when the celebrity hairstylist took the stage, though. Photos here courtesy of TimeFrozen Photography.
5. Always be closing. This pretty much is my new mantra at work. I am closing something every day, and the accomplishment, team-building, control and straight-up ownage has been rewarding so far. More to come on this.
6. I'm fat. Not really. But I did cross the 200 pound threshold lately, the biggest I've ever been. With a 34-inch waist, I still don't know where all the weight is. But I have to go back in the other direction, so Rosemary and I got memberships at the community aquatics center so we can work out. Suddenly it feels like 2004 again and we're going to the community center gym in Northeast Philly. I've started slow so far, but in time this is gonna pick up. Looking to drop some fat off the belly, a couple of inches if I can. But I think I already see how my body will age; I'll just get wider and blockier until I turn into Laurence Fishburne in middle age. Not bad, right?
7. Everyone go by the new Gorillaz album, "Plastic Beach." It's damn good, though no party jams such as "Feel Good Inc." or "19-2000." But Mos Def and Bobby Womack are on it, and the songs have that familiar ring of a 21st century where all culture has been leveled out into a place of everywhere and nowhere. A world where the organic has been replaced by the synthetic, and there's both soul and sadness in that.
1. Days off are fun. Mine, though, are in the middle of the week, but still fun. I spent my days off the past two weeks in Torrington for some Brazen Betties action. I bought Rosemary an awesome purse - leopard print in furry material with applique cherries. I got myself a peacock-feather hairpiece that I repurposed into a lapel pin. This week Rosemary did some shopping after getting her tax return. We ate at Bogey's, the pub in the Yankee Pedlar Inn building, and were knocked on our asses by the tasty pub food. Well, a hot vegetable wrap isn't pub food, but it sure was delicious. I also ended up wth some finds from a local indoor-flea market kind of store - a collection of office stationery from the 1940s with Vargas-style pin-ups drawings, and some ice cream parlor-style Coca-Cola glasses.
2. The score from "Batman Returns" just won't leave my head today. In particular, just a few bars from the end-credits medley where the Catwoman theme gives way to Penguin's. Yeah, it's messed up.
3. Nights out are fun. Even when you don't really go anywhere. Saturday last week, Rosemary and I visited a woman we know at her ginormous house on a hill in Avon. We'd met at some parties and have decided to try to be friends. We drank a lot, ate a lot, talked a lot, and putted around with her two oldest kids. Rosemary got pretty drunk but somehow stayed awake, so I'm proud of her. All this drinking since moving in with me has raised her tolerance. We were wasting away in Margaritaville, and spending a night being lusted after by pleasant company is a fine way to spend a Saturday night.
4. Sometimes, as a boyfriend I have to suck it up and attend an event with a pink carpet and pink Hummer parked outside. I took Rosemary to VAz, a women's fashion and food expo they hold in Hartford from time to time. It was held at the lush Society Room in Hartford, which is freakishly ornate with its marble and gold leaf ceilings. Julia was vending, so it was good to support. I also got to meet a woman who designed some other hairpieces I had repurposed into lapel pins. Rosemary and I took in the cupcakes, free Moet champagne, and met some very nice people. This was another event where Connecticut hides all its pretty women, too. I had to skip out a bit when the celebrity hairstylist took the stage, though. Photos here courtesy of TimeFrozen Photography.
5. Always be closing. This pretty much is my new mantra at work. I am closing something every day, and the accomplishment, team-building, control and straight-up ownage has been rewarding so far. More to come on this.
6. I'm fat. Not really. But I did cross the 200 pound threshold lately, the biggest I've ever been. With a 34-inch waist, I still don't know where all the weight is. But I have to go back in the other direction, so Rosemary and I got memberships at the community aquatics center so we can work out. Suddenly it feels like 2004 again and we're going to the community center gym in Northeast Philly. I've started slow so far, but in time this is gonna pick up. Looking to drop some fat off the belly, a couple of inches if I can. But I think I already see how my body will age; I'll just get wider and blockier until I turn into Laurence Fishburne in middle age. Not bad, right?
7. Everyone go by the new Gorillaz album, "Plastic Beach." It's damn good, though no party jams such as "Feel Good Inc." or "19-2000." But Mos Def and Bobby Womack are on it, and the songs have that familiar ring of a 21st century where all culture has been leveled out into a place of everywhere and nowhere. A world where the organic has been replaced by the synthetic, and there's both soul and sadness in that.