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31.05.05 :: pop…six…squish…uh uh…cicero…lipschitz

last saturday night’s fundraising event -- miss lambda 2005 -- was a hit, and we raised more than $2,000 for the center. i was happy to have been a part of it. everybody who participated gave their all for an outstanding performance that was appreciated by everyone in attendance.

my drag persona, jasmine roundhole (pronounced yaz'-mean', not jazz'-min), was all about working the crowd in her red taffita skirt. all i can say is that i’m relieved to finally be walking around in flat men’s shoes; these things were a killer. i think that i’ve fractured at least 8 of my toes, and the healing continues, and my calves will never be the same again...

we opened with a group number, the cell block tango from the musical chicago. i didn’t think we could pull it off -- we only had 2 nights of rehearsal -- but the girls kicked some chicago ass!

i've got more l.a. photos to post, plus some photos from my 3-day weekend, but i've got to get ready for work. more later, dudes and dudettes.

it's tuesday. people work on tuesday.

posted by lonestarsteve on tue 31.05.05 8:20 AM


21.05.05 :: to busy to blog...

i am seriously too busy this weekend to even think about writing anything worth anything. instead, i do have a minute to post some photos from my l.a. trip. more details to follow.

have great weekends!

posted by lonestarsteve onsat 21.05.05 11:03 AM


13.05.05 :: city of angels

i'm flying out this morning to visit my friend, brad, in l.a. brad used to live in houston, then got this fabu job offer in the city of angels and moved there last july. i miss him very much, and can't wait to hang out with him this weekend.

i'll be back monday afternoon. i won't be blogging while i'm away, but will have plenty to say once i get back.

enjoy your weekend, kids. don't do anything i wouldn't do (now there's a short list of activities...)

posted by lonestarsteve on fri 13.05.05 4:51 AM


10.05.05 :: watch where you point that cannon

this is simply too cool. stopped by to see it after dinner last night. thanks go to sculptors dan havel and dean ruck for creating inversion. now on display at the corner of montrose and willard.

"The exterior skin of the houses will be peeled off
and used to create the narrowing spiral
as it progresses eastward through the small central hallway
connecting the two buildings and exiting through
a small hole into an adjacent courtyard."

posted by lonestarsteve on tue 10.05.05 7:57 AM


07.05.05 :: life's a journey, not a destination

i've been pondering about crap about myself all day. make that all week. even as busy as i've been at work, i've been thinking about standing in front of a room full of alcoholics and spilling my guts about my past -- what it was like, what happened, and what it's like now.

i've done so much pondering, in fact, that i'm tired (and bored) of thinking about myself. and i'm wondering how my audience is going to react to all the crap that i have to say.

what i plan on doing, then, is to say a little prayer before i begin, something like, "god, please let me say what i need to say and don't let me ramble on and on and make a fool out of myself."

what's worse is that my sponsor, dani, is out of town and won't be there tonight to hear my story. i know that she'll be with me in spirit, though.

so here's to meeting life's little challenges head on. my name is steve, and i'm an alcoholic...

posted by lonestarsteve on sat 07.05.05 6:25 PM


03.05.05 :: day 2 ... fresh flowers

the conference is going worse than i thought. actually, the conference is going well enough. i guess that it is i who is not doing so well. (i can't believe that i even have time to write this.)

on friday, i was bitten by something right below my naval. (i'd take a picture and show it here, but it's just so gross at this point). i don't know what it was that bit me -- spider, mosquito, dust bunny? -- but since then it has become infected and my abdomen is stinging and swollen. i have trouble moving without my stomach hurting. walking has become a challenge as well.

of course, i've neglected it since discovering the bite, simply enduring the pain, but now i'm going to have to make a last-ditched effort to try to make an appointment to see my doctor this morning. i was thinking that if it was a black widow or brown recluse that bit me, i would be dead by now, so i know that's probably not the case.

all this, and i'm scheduled to cover another panel discussion this morning for the conference that i love to hate. we're coming down to deadline this week for the issue, and i'm going to be out of the office taking care of this dust bunny bite. my editor is going to have a real shit fit.

this week will never end.

separately, tomorrow will be 3 weeks to the day that i met "the man." clyde, the courtyard cat, appears to have really taken a liking to him.

i can so well identify with clyde...

posted by lonestarsteve on tue 03.05.05 7:31 AM


02.05.05 :: the week from hell

it must be may again, because this freakin' conference is in town again. every year, i make a promise to myself that i won't be around to cover another one. but, sure enough, may rolls around and i'm there, covering what industry has to say about the deep offshore. i scramble around during this week every year to get something cohesive into print. ugh.

last year was the same thing (l.s.s., may 4, 2004, lather. rince. repeat.) and i quote:

"this conference is going to be the end of me. every year, i make a promise to myself that i won't be around to have to cover another one. and then, sure enough, the next year rolls around and there i am, notebook in hand, listening to straight, white male oil and gas executives telling it 'like it is.'

"it wouldn't be that bad if not for the fact that pulling all the crap together on deadline for the week is such a royal pain in the arse.

"but if we actually always enjoyed what we did for a living, they wouldn't pay us to do it after all. and they definitely would call it something else besides "work."

"i'm so happy to be employed. and so are my creditors."

and so it goes. on and on. i guess i'll survive this year as well, and maybe next year -- just maybe -- i'll be doing something else that i enjoy instead. dare i dream?

posted by lonestarsteve on mon 02.05.05 8:13 AM