|
:: back to
current blog ::
|
|
not much to report this morning. i'm creaming myself
over the fact that it's friday, and payday, and all of that mess.
i never thought i'd become someone to live for my weekends, but
that's exactly what's happened. i need to do something about that.
and fast. *sigh*
i
don't have any major-huge plans for the weekend, but i will be attending
an opening of an art studio tonight. the r.a.w. (recovering artist
workshop) will be kicking off their newfound space at the francisco
studios in downtown houston. the space will be home base for r.a.w.,
positive a.i.r., and international vibe tribe. organizers said,
"hopefully many more classes and endeavors lead by individuals
who long for a sober environment to express or display their artistic
gifts will soon follow." here, here! good show, guys! it should
be a blast.
in other news, today will be j.p.'s
last day at work. i'm so seriously bummed out about his leaving.
it was so cool for a while to have someone at work who "goes
to my church." now i'm again the only "choir girl"
in my office. *bigger sigh* not to mention that jp isn't too hard
on the eyes ... who am i kidding, he's complete and total eye candy!
but he is also partnered and very happy. i do plan to keep tabs
on the boy, though. close tabs. good luck, j.p.!
by the by, i was informed by nick over at best
gay blogs that i will be a featured gay blogger interviewee
this sunday. nick has got quite a good thing going on there in new
york. my only regret? that i didn't think of it first. damnit. once
again, too slow on the uptake. yet another character flaw of mine.
*huge sigh*
love & luck. make today count.
posted by lonestarsteve on
fri 31.03.06 8:41 AM
fuck. not too much time to post much before getting
ready for work. i woke up this morning making love to my snooze alarm.
she would say something, then i'd push her button, then ten minutes
later she would say something else ... this lasted for an hour and
a half. not a good sign. now i'm tired and bitchy and i'll end up
taking it out on the first person i see at the office. i pity them.
run from me. run.
yesterday's
post really got a lot of reactions from people. i can't say that i'm
surprised about that. it's a very polorized topic, one that i plan
to revisit and expand upon sometime in the near future. poz guys have
their take, neg guys have their take, and there are those in the middle
who can see both sides. interesting, really. thanks to all who left
comments.
speaking of ratatouille strychnine, this
is kinda cool. found it when i was searching for pictures of "ratatouille
strychnine." tori is such a fucking genius -- great literary
mind and fabulous musician.
peace out, love & luck, and all that shit. here's to getting through
another tuesday...
true
story: so i stop for a coffee at the local montrose starbucks. i'm
in the driver's seat, with the door cocked open, cleaning out some
of the crap in my console to throw away. out of the smoothie king
stagger these two straight yahoos (young guys). they are roughing
each other as they make their way toward my car. fooling around.
pushing each other, etc. one of the guys -- let's just call him
the ugly one -- pushes the other into my car door. the guy has a
huge set of keys in his hands and i distinctly hear his keys hitting
(scratching) against my car.
as he gets up from his fall toward my car, i say, "you want
to watch your keys against my door." the ugly one says, "he
didn't even touch your car." i reply, "yes he did. he
fuckin' scratched the door." enough said. i'm angry. they walk
away in a huff, cursing my existance on this earth. end of conflict.
almost.
i go into starbucks, thinking nothing of the incident. i get my
coffee, return to my car, click my key to open the door. problem.
they came back to dump a 32-oz. smoothie king protein shake all
over my car door and hood. the sticky trails of shake are already
starting to harden in the night air.
i look around for them, knowing that they are probably watching
me for my reaction. i am angry. i want to hurt them. i see nothing
around me. i stick my middle finger into the air and make a slow,
360-degree turn around while at my car, just so they know i know.
what the fuck gives? what would you have done?
026 :: i can read tarot cards
027 :: i've had only four occupations: dishwasher, lifeguard,
waiter, and editor
028 :: in my next life, i want to be a dick dancer
029 :: i rarely discuss politics or religion
030 :: i missed a total of 12 days of school from kindergarten
through the 12th grade
031 :: i dropped out of college during my sophomore year
without discussing it with my parents or friends
032 :: i finally graduated college with a bachelor of arts
degree in english
033 :: i'm glad that my parents pushed me to finish college
so that i wouldn't have to work as a dishwasher, lifeguard, or waiter
034 :: i drive a bmw
035 :: i love my car, but i don't enjoy driving as much as
i should, particularly in houston traffic
036 :: i've been clean and sober since 01.16.03
037 :: (so far, so good)
038 :: someday i would like to write (and publish) a novel
039 :: i would also like to own a house before turning 40
040 :: and i would like to retire at a young age
041 :: i don't have a clue yet how i'm going to accomplish
items 38 through 40, however
042
:: i like receiving hand-written letters in the mail rather
than e-mails from friends
043 :: i used to write nothing but letters to my friends,
but now i only ever send e-mails
044 :: i have met unprotectedtext
in person (a meeting i'll never forget)
045 :: i drink too much coffee and i smoke too many cigarettes
('bucks and butts, baby!)
046
:: i think that lists like this are an interesting way to get
to know someone better...
047 :: ...but that doesn't make them any easier to complete
048 :: i'm not lactose intollerant, but i love soy
milk
049 :: i'm not religious, but i consider myself a spiritual
person
050 :: major turn-off: people who boast about how much money
they have
051 :: major turn-on: down-to-earth, intelligent people (ok,
muscles don't hurt either)
052 :: i live 1,300 miles away from where i was born
053 :: i am a romantic, but i am also a realist
054:: i love the fact that i finally have a blog site
055 :: i have been to three of the hawaiian islands: oahu,
kauai and the big island
056 :: i have promised myself to visit there again before
i die
057 :: i can see certain movies over and over again, because
most times i forget how they end
058 :: i came out of the closet to my family and friends
when i was 19
059 :: i was dating a girl at the time
060 :: the girl and i are still friends with one another
061 :: i have lived in 5 u.s. cities: philadelphia, boston,
key west, atlanta, and houston
062 :: of these, i liked living in atlanta the best
063 :: i sometimes forget people's names, but never their
faces...
064 :: ...or their asses
065 :: the longest significant relationship i've ever had
lasted nearly 8 years
066 :: i don't mind doing laundry, but i hate matching socks
067 :: i have never flown overseas, but i have traveled outside
the u.s.
068 :: (that means that i've visited both canada and mexico)
069 :: i own a cat named badger
070 :: i suppose if i owned a badger, i would have named
it cat
071 :: i tested positive for hiv in february 1996
072 :: (so far, so good)
073 :: i have never broken a bone in my body
074 :: i no longer have any living grandparents
075 :: i loved all four of them very much, but i miss my
maternal grandfather the most
076 :: (he reminds me most of myself)
077 :: i am an uncle three-times over
078 :: my nephews are the most darling creatures i think
i've ever seen
079 :: i hate it sometimes that i live so far away from them
and miss seeing them growing up
080 :: my favorite colors are black and blue
081 :: i never wear them at the same time, however, because
it would make me look like a bruise
082 :: i own at least a dozen pairs of black shoes and boots
083 :: most of these are kenneth coles
084 :: kenneth cole rocks!
085 :: my current libation of choice is starbucks® triple
vinte, nonfat, three splenda® caffè latte
086 :: my libation of choice used to be skyy vodka and cranberry
(but that's a story for another time)
087 :: my current drugs of choice are only those prescribed
by my doctor
088 :: my drugs of choice used to be blow, tina, and special
k (yet another story for another time)
089 :: i consider myself a writer, but deep down inside,
i don't think that i'm very good at it
pretty laid-back weekend. not much to be done. not much gotten
done. did hit some volleyball yesterday with the lambda boys. always
fun. always good for a few laughs. there are some people in the
group who play very competitively, and others who are just there
for the fellowship.
i'm somewhere in the middle. i like to cut up and have fun, joke,
and make everyone laugh.but i've also started to really think about
each game strategically. i try to include other players in each
set and try to actually get the point. basically, i'm looking to
win.
none of us, sans a few, are very good, but we do have a good time.
and it beats a meeting any old day.
more photos later of volleyball. we play every saturday at 2 p.m.
at an undisclosed location somewhere in houston.
posted by lonestarsteve on sun 19.03.06
1:45 PM
i have been a subscriber to gay.com for the last year,
and i will not renew my membership. the system -- at least on my
pc -- doesn't work right. and we're talking platinum membership.
all the bells and whistles, etc.
case in point: i was online last night, cruising around catching
up on my e-mail, and came across this houston hottie to beat all
houston hotties. i saw that he was online and couldn't for the life
of me get in contact with him. i couldn't private message him, reply
to his profile, nothing. i got an e-mail from him this a.m. asking
why i didn't private message him last night.
well, my little hottie -- and you know who you are -- this post
is for you: gay.com is fucked up on my computer, and although i
tried and tried to send you a message, to no avail. so, if you would
like to get it on in touch with me, use the above "contact"
link. also, all messages that i try to send to you get bounced back.
i would really like to get down your pants to know you better,
so please reply if you read this.
enough said.
as
some of you may already know, i was born under the sign of libra.
good traits of some librans include: diplomatic, urbane, romantic,
charming, easy-going, sociable, Idealistic, and peaceable. some
bad traits (dark-sided) include: indecisive, changeable, gullible,
easily infuenced, flirtatious, and self-indulgent.
however you slice it -- and despite the fact that i was born close
to the cusp of scorpio -- i am a through-and-through libran. i need
these qualities, both bad and good, in my life in order to function
properly and be at my happiest.
something has upset this balance lately. i'm displaying too many
of the bad traits of my sign and not enough of the good ones. what's
up with that? is it because the moon is getting full? could it be
hormonal? is it because i'm losing weight? and most importantly,
is carrie
fisher having the same problem?
all these questions aside, i know that life is cyclical and that
balance will resume sometime, hopefully soon. it's just that being
out of psynch has a way of playing with one's head, and heart. and
sometimes that's not the most comfortable (or desireable) feeling
in the world.
posted by lonestarsteve on
thu 16.03.06 1:45 PM
macy*s
is having a men's sale, ya'll. (men's clothes; not actual men. pity.)
i think i'm going to have to haul my happy ass over there during
lunch hour and spend some money that i don't have on jeans that
i don't need. what joy, what bliss.
parasuco, seven, antik, sixty, citizens of humanity ... now that's
what i call a well-spent lunch hour.
posted by lonestarsteve
on tue 14.03.06 8:02 AM
does anyone else out there have problems with gay.com?
i just can't get it to work right. i've been trying to send this
houston hottie an instant message for, like, an hour now and nothing
seems to be happening.
what a metaphor for my life lately. *sigh*
now, get away from your computer and go outside to enjoy this gorgeous
fucking day. peace out.
posted by lonestarsteve
on sat 11.03.06 12:59 PM
so, i went tanning the other day. i hadn't been in
more than a month and i ended up getting rather cooked. i sent a
text message to one of my friends a day later:
l.s.s. :: "every inch of my
skin still hurts today ... except, for the 9" that i covered
while tanning, that is."
my friend's reply :: "why did you cover up one of your feet?"
nice
comeback, don't you think? with friends like him ... well, you know
how the saying goes. actually, i love making my friends laugh, even
if the joke is at my own expense. that kind of thing used to happen
to me in high school a lot. the cute boys in my class would make
jokes at my expense, most times just making me appear to be stupid
and clueless, and i would just allow it to happen. i thought of
it as a way to make them like me, accept me. all you queens out
there know the drill.
i actually don't know why i just mentioned all that. must have been
something in my subconscious that i must have dreamed about last
night or something. i never remember my dreams, but threads of thought
occur to me the following morning and sometimes i'm able to piece
together some images or feelings about what i must have dreamed
about.
i realize now that this post is going nowhere, so i'll spare you
the agony. it's friday. i'm hoping for a fulfilling weekend. what
are your plans?
posted by lonestarsteve
on fri 10.03.06 7:42 AM
i
think i'm already going through withdraw. tonight is the final (final,
as in final) episode of season 2's project runway. can someone
please tell me what the hell i'm going to do on wednesday nights
now? and i'm not getting sucked into watching 12 weeks of that top
chef crap. i think that i'll have the bravo channel disconnected
from my cable for now. i need to give reality t.v. a rest for a
while.
daniel franco, where did you go? ... i don't care if you cry, but
you've got to cry and cut. cry and cut. ... designers, where's andrae?
... what happened to andrae? ... carry on. ... make it work. ...
make it work. ... make it work...
tim gunn, you bastard, i think i love you.
posted by lonestarsteve on
wed 08.03.06 8:02 AM
--
did you know that you have to pay for your own tuxedo rental, even
if you are the best man and the groom's brother? i didn't.
but i found out yesterday. needless to say, prices have gone up
substantially since renting my tux for junior and senior prom. and,
to add insult to injury, payment is due when you order, not when
you pick up. there's $150 i'll never see again.
--
did you know that in his video blog, tim gunn tells a story about
zulema that is just shocking. a few episodes after zulema was auf
wiedersehen'd off the show, tim and the remaining designers were
on a field trip and the topic of muslin came up. muslin is the raw
cotton material that some designers use to make a rough version
of their designs. tim said, "while on the topic of muslin,
have you guys been eating the stuff?" he explained that on
season 1 of project runway, 2 bolts of muslin were purchased
and lasted the entire run of the show. this year, he said, a bolt
of muslin needed to be purchased for each and every challenge. the
remaining designers explained that zulema would take the muslin
bolt when it was delivered to the workroom and place it under her
work space and not allow any of the other designers to use it. then
tim asked why they didn't make him aware of this unfairness, to
which the cast replied that they were all just too scared (of sha-tang-gay!).
tim said, had he been one of them -- and in particular santino or
nick -- he would have bitch slapped her. trust!
-- did you know that sometimes i am hours late (not just one, but
a few) for work? i need to cut this crap, or i'm not going to have
a job to come home from each night. i don't mean any disrespect.
i just need hours in the morning to do this kind of shit.
happy tuesday, ya'll. people work on tuesday. some more than others.
posted by lonestarsteve on
tue 07.03.06 8:10 AM
in just a few more hours, stars will be walking that
red rug in l.a. to attend the 78th annual academy awards. before
that starts, here are my winning predictions for best actor, best
supporting actor, best actress, best supporting actress, best director,
and best film.
performance
by an actor in a leading role:
philip seymour hoffman in "capote"
terrence howard in "hustle & flow"
heath ledger in "brokeback mountain"
joaquin phoenix in "walk the line"
david strathairn in "good night, and good luck."
heath ledger will pull this one out. he's young, he's
hot, and he's never won an oscar. that's all i'm sayin'. besides,
i didn't see any of the other movies on this list.
performance
by an actor in a supporting role:
george clooney in "syriana"
matt dillon in "crash"
paul giamatti in "cinderella man"
jake gyllenhaal in "brokeback mountain"
william hurt in "a history of violence"
jake gyllenhaal will win. he's young, he's hot, and
he's never won an oscar. that's all i'm sayin'. again, i've only
seen "brokeback mountain" and "crash."
performance
by an actress in a leading role:
judi dench in "mrs. henderson presents"
felicity huffman in "transamerica"
keira knightley in "pride & prejudice"
charlize theron in "north country"
reese witherspoon in "walk the line"
charlize theron will top this category. she's young,
she's hot, and even though she's already won an oscar, if you looked
like her, wouldn't you deserve two? [reader's cautionary note: i
haven't seen any of these films; i'm going by looks alone.]
performance
by an actress in a supporting role:
amy adams in "junebug"
catherine keener in "capote"
frances mc dormand in "north country"
rachel weisz in "the constant gardener"
michelle williams in "brokeback mountain"
catherine keener will win. i didn't see "capote,"
but i liked her in "the 40-year-old virgin."
achievement
in directing:
"brokeback mountain" - ang lee
"capote" - bennett miller
"crash" - paul haggis
"good night, and good luck." - george clooney
"munich" - steven spielberg
i think that ang lee will take home the oscar. the
only other movie that i've seen from this list was "crash."
besides, he's already won at least one academy award, because he's
holding one in this picture.
best
motion picture of the year:
"brokeback mountain"
"capote"
"crash"
"good night, and good luck."
"munich"
"capote" will take top prize. besides, i
feel guilty for not picking philip seymour hoffman for best actor.
posted by lonestarsteve on
sun 05.03.06 9:08 AM
i know what you're wondering: "why the fuck didn't
that bitch write her weekly project runway report? she's
only got 2 weeks left, for jesus' sake."
well, i have to tell you, this past wednesday's airing of project
runway didn't impress me much. don't get me wrong; i'm still
wild-crazy about the show and i can't wait until next week's final
episode. but, i've stopped caring about who will win. i think that
all 3 of the final designers are winners in their own right. (it
was one hell of a season to make it through to the end). i will
especially be watching next week to see what the final 3 whip up
for their 13th look (i thought that chloe was going to have a nervous
breakdown when tim gunn and heidi klum told them about that "final
challenge"). santino said that he would be sending his 13th
model down the runway at fashion week wearing nothing but pasties
and a maxi pad. can't wait...
that
said, i guess i'm also going through some sadness that the season
is drawing to a close. over the last few weeks, i've been on bravo's
web site watching tons of extra video footage that never made the
show. one precious gem is transcribed below. the 16 original contestants
were asked what their wednesday night ritual was for watching the
show. miss heidi standridge, eliminated in episode 1, replied: "my
friend, amanda lauren, comes over and we watch the show together
and we usually order a large pizza with ranch dressing and cinnamon
sticks and we eat all of it and drink water because that's healthy."
why did they ever cut that simple-dress country girl so early on
in the season? our loss, for sure.
also, yesterday my blog hits count was up substantially. although
i know that this is probably due to all those freaks doing searches
for project runway fodder (perhaps even santino rice himself,
who admitted to reading just about everything he could place his
hands on about the show), i thought at first it might be due to
some straight guys doing searches for "pussy on the brain"
-- the title of my last post.
i bet they were disappointed.
posted by lonestarsteve on
fri 03.03.06 2:08 PM
|