The last I posted about him, was on my old blog, and I was giving him some Poker Face.
But, it just didn't feel right. Why was I purposely acting cold towards him? To try and get over him? It wasn't working. And it just wasn't me. I love The Guy, so I decided to just do what Kylie suggests, and Turn It Into Love.
Anyway, I saw him on Saturday night. We had dinner and then coffee afterwards. It was lovely. There was a time when I was worried he was just using me and only kept me around to help him out with his volunteer work, which I am doing. But on Saturday, he said to me, "We don't have to talk about work stuff. In fact, I don't even want to." So that was reassuring. We just hung out, chilled, chatted.
He called me yesterday and we talked for a bit and then this morning at 7:30am as I was riding the bus, he called me on his way to work. It was very cute and I am completely not over him and I don't know if I want to be or if I ever will be in the near future. I'm hoping and hoping is a good thing, right?
This song is pretty much how I'm feeling right about now. I'm not sure why, I just am. Beware: You may get totally bummed out. Listener discretion is advised.
A coma might feel better than this, Attempting to discover, where to begin, You're weighed down you're full of something, Of sickness and desertion, You're weighed down you're full of something, You're underneath it all.
So say goodbye to love, And hold your head up high, There's no need to rush, We're all just waiting, waiting to die.
Hoping a better place is all I need, With moments of innocence and mystery, Oh, it's the little things you miss, Like waking up all alone, Oh, it's the little things you miss, When you're underneath it all.
So say goodbye to love, And hold your head up high, There's no need to rush, We're all just waiting, waiting to die.
All your friends seem like enemies, When you're broken down and empty, Oh oh. All your friends seem like enemies, When you're broken down and empty, Oh oh.
So say goodbye to love, And hold your head up high, There's no need to rush, We're all just waiting, waiting to die.
Today on the runway is I believe a Francie? I'm not sure... I don't think Barbie ever had short hair, did she? Anyhow, here she is with the other mink coat in the collection.
So I'm slowly getting used to this beast of an iMac and am currently trying to pimp it out some. So far, I've downloaded two necessary applications: VLC Media Player and Transmission, so I can continue on with my torrent hunting.
I've just downloaded a program called Toast, which I'm hoping will be an equivalent to ConvertXtoDVD so that I can turn my .avi files to playable DVDs - for those of us who still have ancient DVD players that don't play straight from the source file.
I'm currently downloading Mozilla Firefox because I am finding that I miss it and like it more than this Safari business. Which browser do you prefer? Am so over Internet Explorer, ugh!
Now I want to add some widget thingies to my dashboard. It has the standard ones: weather, calendar, calculator, etc. but I'm exploring the list of widgets on the Apple site and have so far added: a TV listings widget that will hopefully keep me abreast on when my shows will be on and this other widget that allows me to send free text messages to anyone's phone but from an email address.
I also added a widget that will follow people on Twitter. I'm new to Twitter and am quite frankly, anti-Twitter, but I keep hearing about it and know several people on it, let alone celebrities, so I figure why not check in to see what all the fuss is about.
How fun is that? But there seems to be a gazillion widgets that I could add. Any advice on which ones are good/worthy? Which ones do you Mac users out there have?
I'm not sure if this is Barbie or her cousin Francie, but I'm taking a guess it's Francie because she is brunette. Here she is in what appears to be a fabulous vintage mink coat. The mink coat may be homemade, as there are no tags on the inside that indicate where it's from. Although, I did do a bit of research and found that not all the doll clothes were tagged back in the day.
But just when you thought this was all class, Francie opens up and shows us what she's got going on underneath. This is the sexpot who will arrive at your doorstep, drop her mink to reveal this little number that's got rips and tears in all the right places. Not intentionally, mind you, as the tear and wear took place over time. Now it just helps make this ensemble all that more interesting!
And what a world it is! Full of Minnie Ho's, good girls gone bad, sailors looking to get off, and of course the fabulous Nancy Kwan who is fiery and defiant and plays the role of a jealous Asian bitch almost as good as me!!! It probably wasn't meant to be hilarious, but Momma and I laughed throughout the entire movie at the campiness of it all. Now, when we go out to bars and we get hit on by people we're not interested in, we're simply going to snap, "No talk!"
Also, lines like, "Will you beat me up now please?" just spoke directly to my heart! A definite must-see classic!!!
Last night I attended a free wind ensemble concert at the university. A great inexpensive way to experience some culture in the city and something to do when you're bored. Upon leaving, we were looking up into the sky and noticed this green light shimmering way up in the clouds. We weren't sure what it was and asked some strangers if they could see it too, and they could.
I know they're filming a remake of the series V at my workplace but I doubt this was related. I remember that show mainly because I thought all the outfits that the aliens wore were kinda hot. I mean, check out those red suits!
Anyway, the green light remained for quite some time in the sky. I thought I could make out a head and a tail, so thought perhaps it was a comet of some sort? Or maybe an asteroid? I really don't know much about astronomy. I looked online for news about strange lights in the sky last night but haven't seen or heard anything. Anyone else out there see this?
Went to the new Jean-Georges restaurant, Market, yesterday at the Shangri-La Hotel. It was pretty fabulous, as it is a Jean-Georges after all!!! We sat in a booth in their funky dining lounge which was full of smartly dressed people (not me!) and gorgeous yet comfortable decor.
The food itself was great, I had the bacon wrapped shrimp appetizer with a split pea soup (though The Ex's tomato soup was much better, and Chris' shrimp salad was amazing)! I had the short ribs which was flaky and tender, The Ex had a lobster/gnocchi dish which was buttery delicious, and Chris had a crispy red snapper. For dessert, we opted for the warm chocolate cake (apparently the whole lava cake phenomenon was Jean-George's invention), a giant ball of pavlova stuffed with sorbet inside, and the caramelized banana bread.
Definitely want to return to try some of the other dishes, and to check out their Afternoon Tea service in the lobby!! Anyone interested in coming to that? Chris? Susannah??
Jan Wong's latest book, Beijing Confidential, chronicles her journey back to modern day China to try and track down the schoolmate she had turned in to the government back during her Mao days in the 70s. It sounds like an intriguing story, and I was curious to find out what did happen to this young girl who had dreams of escaping to the United States but instead got betrayed by her schoolmates.
Unfortunately, I couldn't get into Wong's writing. Her sarcasm in every other sentence was too much for me to bear and I kept rolling my eyes at her attempts at humour. Maybe I'm not in the mood to read about her view of China's history, or maybe this book just isn't as good as her predecessors? Either way, I gave up on it and didn't finish.
Is it bad that I found The Last Lecture to be pretty boring? I actually didn't even finish reading it. Maybe I'm just too cynical. For those who don't know, professors are asked to give a last lecture, where they talk about life, etc. In this instance, the professor really only had a few months to live so really was giving his last lecture.
I was expecting this book to be his last lecture in writing, but I guess I have to search online if I want to watch it. This book instead is more of a behind-the-scenes look at his life, how he came to write his lecture, the events surrounding it, etc. etc.
I got the general gist of setting goals and trying to achieve your dreams, so I was otherwise not too interested in reading the rest of the book which should have been a short and easy read.
Before I get deep into my upcoming Barbie fashion spread, I want to first inquire about the identity of this doll.
Are there any doll enthusiasts out there who know who she is? She is unmarked, and this is the outfit I found her in, which may or may not be hers. On the inside of the jacket, the tag says MEGO, which turns out to be a huge doll company. But I can't figure out where she's from. Anyone out there recognize her?
I've signed up with some MEGO fan site and joined up in their forums but have to wait a bit for my account to get approved before I can start posting. I'm hoping someone will be able to tell me more about her. For now, I'm calling her Jessica because she reminds me of my buddy Jessica that I email with constantly on a daily basis!!
I've been thinking a lot lately, about death. It's nothing new to me. I've grown up with it and I think because I was exposed to it more than most people, I kinda see it as a part of life, it happens to everyone, you grieve and you move on.
But what I haven't put much thought into is all the logistics involved. Lately, I've been thinking about things like wills, cemetery plots, cremation, etc.
First of all, I don't have a will and know I should probably start to write one. Do I need a lawyer to do this? Or can I just write it all down somewhere and have that be official enough? And who do I leave stuff to, and what do I leave? There's the obvious assets like car, money, real estate, but what of things like my Madonna collection, antique furniture, computers, and gay porn? Do I have to list every single thing and what I want done with it?
Then there's me. The actual body. I was at the cemetery on the weekend and was thinking how awfully expensive it is to buy a plot of land to be buried in. Not to mention the coffin and then the headstone. Then I thought, why not just get cremated? Scatter my ashes... somewhere. But where? The questions keep coming.
I think I want to sign up and be an organ donor. And maybe I should donate my body to medical science after that, just so I can be as useful as possible when I'm gone.
Do you ever think about these things, or is it just me?
So, last week's Estate Sale was insane. People ripping open drawers, closet doors askew, etc.
There was this desk, and there was junk piled atop it, piled in front of it. I was slowly going through all the junk and finding the occasional vintage greeting card which I stuffed into my box of treasures. Then I noticed that there was something under the desk, like in the space where your legs would go if you were to sit at the desk. I moved all the junk away and literally crawled under this desk to find two boxes.
I grabbed a hold of one box and yanked it out. Inside was an old microscope. Cool, but not something that I was into, so I chucked it to the side for some other picker to find. There was still something under the desk. I reached in and pulled out this...
It was a pink plastic case and upon opening it, I discovered it was FULL of vintage Barbie dolls!!!! Equipped with clothing from the 60s and 70s!!! A bit on the musty smelling side and with a few stains, but otherwise, in delectable condition!!
I've always wanted dolls as a child but of course, nobody would even think of buying a little boy a Barbie back in those days. So now, my dream is being fulfilled and I can't wait to share all my new friends with you!! There's Barbie, her younger sister Skipper, her cousin Francie, and a few extra extra special guests that I just can't wait for you all to meet!!!
Momma and I watched The Good Earth this weekend for shits and giggles. It was purely so we could see how the two main actors, who were Caucasian, would portray Asian people in this epic film based on the classic novel. Considering it was 1937, I was impressed that they had real Asian people in the movie at all! It was fun to see, but not sure if it's a film I'd suggest other people watch, though the Award-winning special effects were pretty well done for that time (and I'm not talking about the yellow-face either).
One of my favourite shows to watch on television while eating a hunk of cheese is Property Virgins on HGTV!
It's based out of Toronto for the most part, and I am just blown away by the house prices over there. You can get an entire house from between $300K to $450K. Wow! For those prices, you might be lucky to get an apartment in Vancouver.
Went on a date the other night. He was this French guy whose ad I had answered online. Meah.
I just wasn't that into him.
He seemed nice enough. We just went to Starbucks and I had a green tea while he drank coffee.
The conversation was alright, not too terrible but not overly stimulating either. Then again, can one really get into good convo on the 1st date? I barely have decent conversations with my closest friends at times.
Attraction wise, I didn't want to jump his bones nor would I say no if he was the last person on Earth. It'd probably be better if I wanted to jump his bones, yes?
When the date ended, we hugged goodbye and insisted the other call or text, not wanting to bear the brunt of responsibility. It was a nice hug and it felt good to be wrapped in someone's arms like that. Still, it just wasn't enough. I don't know if I'll call. If he contacts me, then maybe I'll go for a second round with him, but I'm not holding my breath.
So in these times of economic downturns, I took up my friend's offer of his Apple discount and went ahead and bought an iMac:
I'm looking forward to switching over to Mac but at the same time, have no idea what I'm doing or what to expect. Luckily, he'll walk me through most of it and I know a couple of other Mac users that I can ask questions to, but if you're a Mac user out there and have tips for newbies like me, please feel free to share!!
Lady Gaga performed last night at the Commodore and it was ridiculous and fantastic beyond belief.
But before I get into the show, can I just comment on the crowd? For the most part, people seemed cool, but there was a bunch of bitches near us who were basically drunk hos. Why do I always get stuck near these idiots? They're the ones who are so plastered they can't even stand straight, they have to lean on you for support, or they're busy flinging their limbs every which way and hitting all those around them.
When I wasn't being elbowed, I was being poked in the face. I made a big scene about it, pretending that the bitch poked me in the eye and she felt guilty and tried to apologize but I just ignored her and she kept insisting how sorry she was and couldn't I see that!!! I really wanted to just shove her over, but karma had other things in mind for this wino. At the end of the show, she had fallen onto the floor and could not get up. The floor was filthy disgusting and it was amusing to see her crawling around looking for her shoe while people were dancing about around her. Yeah, that's what you get when you're an idiot and don't care about those around you - no one's gonna give a shit if you're on your hands and knees licking up the last drops of vodka that you spilled earlier when you were busy elbowing people next to you, in front of you, and behind you.
During the show, I fought off the evil elbowing cunts by breaking out into my own hyperactive dance style. The first song was "Papparazzi" which was fabulous to watch just to see her outfit. I'd try and describe it but I wouldn't even do it justice. Let's just say that the set around her acted like an extension of her dress... So the next song was "Lovegame" to which I immediately started jumping up and down and elbowing back my enemies. They didn't like how it felt so they tried to out-dance me with their asses gyrating against me, but I didn't care. I got bootie, too, and I pushed back with my own and also shouted the lyrics as loud as I could near their ears, "I WANNA TAKE A RIDE ON YOUR DISCO STICK!!!!"
I won the dance-off as they slunk away to a different corner to annoy other people, so HA!
The show itself was cool because it had all the elements of a big pop tour: video images and interludes, back up dancers, changing sets, and change of outfits. Sure, everything was lower budget, with the videos being homemade (but in a cool artsy manner) and projected onto a white sheet instead of a million dollar jumbotron. But it worked. In the small club venue we were in, it was perfect.
My favourite outfit was her bubble dress! Shouldn't we all have one of these in our closets?
She did a piano/Broadway style version of "Poker Face" which was fun but a bit disappointing that it wasn't the full on original dance version. She did The Fame, much to Bellybutton's delight. I could've done without "Nothing Else Left To Say (Eh Eh Eh)" but I guess she needed to bring the energy down a bit. She performed a new song called "Futurelove" to which she commented that some of you "scallywags" probably going to record it and put it on YouTube.
Don't even get me started on the amount of cameras being held up throughout the show, recording, snapping photos. Remember back in the day when you went to a concert and had fun, instead of watching it through your digital camera's screen?
Of course she did "Just Dance" to which she again credited Canada with making it her first Number One (she said this back in November too, when she opened for NKOTB). Oh and you better believe that those digital screen sunglasses came out in full force!!
I went ballastic again when she did Beautiful, Dirty, Rich because it was sensational. "Bang, bang, bang, bang!" People went crazy for Money Honey and stomped their feet when she went offstage before her encore.
Returning in a police-hat with the word "GAGA" on top, she sang "Boys Boys Boys" which of course is the new gay anthem!
So finally, Lady Gaga babbled some more and then said, "I know what you're all thinking. You're all thinking, 'Why doesn't she just shut up and do Poker Face already?'" The room pretty much exploded at this point as she went into the original dance version of Poker Face. This was like masturbating for two hours straight and finally, at long last, finding that release.... YES!!!
I usually complain about my job but today I'm feeling in a chipper mood. Maybe it's because I was out boozing it to Lady Gaga last night till 1am? I don't know.
But it was nice, and reassuring to come in today, with people busily working away at their cubicles, the smell of fresh coffee brewing in the kitchen, while outside, the rain drops trickle down the glass windows.
Bonus: A girl in HR that I helped yesterday came up and gave me some chocolate and a card as a thank you gift. She even said she sent her positive comments and reviews about me over to Ottawa, so that was kind of her!!
So I went to an estate sale this weekend, and it was like Heaven had come down to Earth for one afternoon. Located on the West side, the house belonged to a Minister's widow, and I guess either she shipped off to a seniors' home or herself passed away, but whatever the case, she literally left EVERYTHING in her house. The new owner was planning to rent it out so wanted all the junk cleared and held an open Estate Sale and people went bananas! I mean, drawers were pulled out, closet doors askew, trunks upon trunks being opened left right and centre. It was basically a looting, if I've ever seen (or participated) in one.
Lots of vintage fabrics. I wish I knew more about fabrics, I'm sure there were some awesome finds there. Instead, I stole away with two boxes of stuff, including this nifty old lamp:
Because I arrived about 5 minutes late, all the early birds got a good chunk of good stuff, I think. I saw one lady with an old school washboard in her box, which I totally coveted.
An item I discovered in her filthy bathroom was this Betty Bubbles bottle of bubble bath, from the 1960s made on Fifth Avenue in New York! It normally comes with a doll's head on top, which sadly wasn't included here.
And as I was rifling through this person's bills and bank books in her desk, I came across something that we all need every so often: a lint mitt!
I also purchased a box of old family photos dating back to the 1940s, which could be considered creepy or cool, however way you wish to look at it. I'll try to take some pictures of them, or scan them, and put them up. Other knick knacks I picked up include a figurine dated 1956 on the bottom, and these old school toys which I have no idea about:
But the best is yet to come, blog readers.... my "piece de resistance" of my weekend finds will soon be revealed....
And so began my love affair for drag queen Tammie Brown, who appeared on RuPaul's Drag Race, a reality show/contest that's eerily similar to America's Next Top Model, except of course, with drag queens. Translation: Best Show Ever!!!!!
"The time has come.... to lip sync.... FOR YOUR LIFE!!"
Squeals and giggles!!
Unfortunately, perhaps the most interesting character of the show, Tammie Brown, got booted after the 2nd episode! She was in a league of her own, clearly. I don't think anyone else "got" her. She was far out there, and was just too much for this little show that is just starting out.
Oh well, at least she's got a MySpace page and this music video!
In the words of Tammie herself, "Buenos naches! See you in the magazines!"
And here's a photo that I took this morning at my desk. That's my fun wall behind me. It was just a boring white wall but I spiced it up with newspaper cut-outs, postcards, artwork, and even a sheet of bubble wrap.
The photo shoot with the tie was done at 1:30am on Saturday night, and from the redness in my eyes, you can probably see that I am just a tad bit on the drunk side!!
"What are we doing? We are turning into dust. Playing house in the ruins of us."
This song basically took my fragile little heart and smashed it into about a million little pieces. Maybe it's because I now know what it's like to go through a break-up, to have been in a relationship with someone, seeing them everyday, doing everything with them, caring about them, having them care about you, but ultimately knowing that it was going to end, that it wasn't enough, that it was only a matter of time before you either pulled or got the rug pulled out from underneath you.
"It's like chasing the very last train, when it's too late."
Yeah, this song pretty much brought me to tears. I'm still friends with The Ex, in fact I saw him this past weekend, but I do miss parts of our relationship and the companionship he brought into my life. It's still there, just in a different capacity.
I am absolutely charmed by the UK tv series, Beautiful People, which tells the story of Simon Doonan growing up gay in a smalltown in England in 1997. Simon and his best friend Kyle, who ONLY answers to Kylie, go through life in a rainbow-coloured haze, dreaming of the day when they will move to London and "live amongst all the beautiful people."
It makes me wish I had a gay friend growing up. Think of all the fun that could have been had, like doing facials and sleepovers the way Simon and Kylie do. Check out my absolute favourite scene from the show. It's the morning of the school musical tryouts and Simon wants to win the part of Joseph (as in Joseph and the Amazing Technicolour Dreamcoat) but just as he steps out onto his street with his coat of many colours, he's greeted by his competition in the form of some random girl neighbour and of course, best friend Kylie, who's downright fabulous with his rendition of "Tomorrow" from Annie. See for yourself :
One of the shows that I love to watch on HGTV is Million Dollar Listing, which tells the story of 3 young male real estate agents in Los Angeles - the scenester/hipster Chad (left) and his perfectly in place emo/feathered hair, the never been to college 21 year old Josh (right), and Madison (centre), the rookie who is also bisexual and appeared on the cover of Playgirl!
The threesome fight, squabble, compete, and then party after a good sell. The three are cocky and confident, and deal with fussy buyers and high-maintenance sellers. These boys are loaded since they sell real estate worth millions and millions of dollars.
One of my favourite clients of theirs is Dr. Sam, a cosmetic dentist to the stars! If you think his picture is dreamy, you should see him on the show! Check out those teeth!!
Ever thought you'd be sitting at a Japanese Canadian senior's home having lunch or breakfast? Well, this hidden jewel nestled next to the Nikkei Community Centre in Burnaby will make that wish come true! The people who cook for the residents at the home also cook for this cafeteria/restaurant, making the food authentic Japanese. Sure, the ambiance isn't your posh night out on the town, but it's better. It's a hidden secret that locals know of, with great food and cheap prices.
Momma and I were there for lunch yesterday and our eyes grew wider at the ever increasing line-up to get in! A line-up for a senior's home cafeteria!! And once the food came, we quickly found out why this place was so popular. We loved our Ebi Tempura/Deep Fried Ebi, and my Genki box had all the fixings of chicken teriyaki, tuna and salmon sashimi, a korokke, and miso soup. But if you're looking for your California rolls, you will need to go elsewhere. This is Japanese home cooking, not an all you can eat buffet.
Never again. I love my diners, but this one fails to make my list. When we walked in last Thursday before the Jan Wong reading, we immediately sniffed out the not so faint aroma of gasoline in the air. The place was empty, another red flag. But yet this restaurant on the corner of Robson and Richards has been there for ages. There must be something redeeming about it, yes? I ended up ordering their mac and cheese, which was toted on the menu as being "better than your Mom's!" Oh really? I disagree. The mac and cheese they gave me was really really BAD. I would've done better going to the Bread Garden and ordering from there, or better yet, Kraft dinner at home by myself!!
This place needs to be renamed to Cafe Non Merci!!!!
Last night I attended a fabulous reading by Jan Wong at the Vancouver Public Library. Known for Red China Blues and her Globe and Mail column Lunch With Jan Wong, the author read from her latest book Beijing Confidential in which she details her journey back to China to find the woman she had turned in to the authorities during her Maoist years.
I haven't read the book but I can't wait to read about her search, and the inevitable outcome when they do finally find one another. Wong was hilarious last night, her dry humour coming out but less harsh than it sounds when she puts pen to paper.
If you missed it, you can catch her again tonight at the Strathcona Community Centre where she is headlining a fundraiser and doing a talk about growing up Asian Canadian.
I went to watch the play Blackbird on Wednesday night. Having just read the play a month or so ago, I had no idea it was even coming to town so was excited to see that it was. This was the story of the young 27 year old woman who confronts the now 55 year old man she had a sexual relationship with when she was 12 and he was 40. Yeah. If you're looking for some controversial and uncomfortable theatre in Vancouver, this is your current best bet.
I thought it was a great production, with two strong actors and a riveting storyline, which as previously noted when I had read the play, was sometimes a bit too sympathetic to the pedophile character and made me wonder just exactly where the writer was coming from and what his intentions were. The play manages to touch upon all the different facets of the situation: the hurt and chaos caused to the victim, the shame and aftermath of the pedophile's life once things come out in the open, both characters trying to move on, the seduction of the adult figure by the younger one, and the possible ongoing cycle of abuse in the adult's new life under a different name.
The East Van Cultural Centre, aka The Cultch, has been renovated so it was nice to see part of the new building. The play takes place in the back, as the main theatre isn't open yet. The only complaint was the heat in there! Somebody needed to put on the A/C!
Yeah, that's right. I got me a perm. I have been contemplating getting one for quite some time now and last night, I went ahead and did it. This was in the face of many a protest. "A perm!? NO!! Don't Do it!" But I forged onwards. I managed to turn a few people over to my side. "A perm... well if you're hell bent on doing it, then I can't wait to see it."
And the wait will soon be over. I need to sit out the next 48 hours to let it finish settling, and then I can show it off to the world!!!
Of course, my coworkers and anyone else I see in the next few days will get a sneak peek if they see me in person. However, I don't really care what the coworkers think because they simply won't get it. They won't understand that I wanted this, that it comes from a place called irony, that it's just for fun and I don't take it seriously but that in the end, I do enjoy having it for the sake of having it.
Season 2 of This American Life just got released on DVD. I've seen some of it, and it is such an amazing program. The one titled "Escape" is NOT to be missed.
Here's a clip from the episode "Two Wars" titled Talk To An Iraqi. This show is so awesome.
The author of Red China Blues and the Globe and Mail column "Lunch With Jan Wong," will be coming to the Vancouver Public Library this Thursday night to do a reading from her latest book Beijing Confidential. Momma, Rick and I will be in attendance and we can't hardly wait!!
I went to the Pi Theatre production of Bashir Lazhar this past weekend, which is a one-man show starring David Marr who was downright excellent in it. For 65 minutes, he carried the entire show on his shoulders and was brilliant.
The play is the story of a substitute teacher who comes to Canada as a refugee from Algeria. He has to console a grade six class through a tragedy while at the same time dealing with his own personal tragedies that take place beyond the classroom.
Bashir Lazhar runs at Performance Works on Granville Island from now until March 21.
Not having read the graphic novel, I didn't have anything to compare the movie to, though Jill tells me thta it was pretty true to the source material and kept most things in. She said some of the shots were based on frames from the comic, and that the movie had the details down to a tee.
With that said, it was a good action/comic book movie, though all that Cold War and political stuff got a bit boring even though I understand it's the meat of the story. The effects were good, the layered storyline enough to hold my interest so I'd say it's worth your afternoon if you're trying to find somewhere to go to hide from this sudden snow storm we got today!!
Oh and did I mention the numerous nude ass scenes of Patrick Wilson? YES, PLEASE!
So I've realized that my 5 packs of Stanfields and Fruit of the Looms aren't cutting it anymore. In my quest to be a better gay, I've realized that I need to upgrade my underwear department. I have about 2 pairs of underwear that is fun/sexy. One is a pair of Ginch Gonch and the other is a pair of 2exist.
These things can get pricey so that's why the 5-packs of Stanfields looks like such a good deal! I just never cared before. Plus, I have a bunch of boxers that I like. I personally think boxers are sexy in their own right, but maybe it's not to other guys?
Anyhow, I know what I'll be focusing on this Spring when it comes to my wardrobe! I kinda like the type of underwear that look like the old little boy briefs we wore as a child. I just think they're cute, but not sure if I'll look good in them. And don't forget about the likes of boxer-briefs and jockstraps. The choices seem more and more endless! And it's not like one can try things on at the store before buying!
Do you wear sexy underwear? Do you wear it all the time or do you rotate it with normal briefs or granny pants? Like, if you're just going to work, do you have a nice pair of thongs on underneath, or is that too much? But hey you never know when someone's gonna see you in your skivvies, yes?
The following entry may not be suitable for all readers. It is of a sexual nature, so reader discretion is advised:
I like having everyday conversations with people and throwing in the word, "Sir!" at times.
Since I'm a submissive slave bottom boy, and have been for most of my life, to call someone "Sir" is a total turn on for me and to slip it into an everyday conversation with some unbeknownst participant just tickles me!!
That's all. This is the first entry I've done where I've revealed my sexual side. Many of my close friends know about this side, but I know some readers may not have had any idea, so be warned that I'll probably be bringing this stuff up more often now - it is a brand new woo after all!!
The L Word is shutting down and they're having a big auction this weekend for all the stuff from their set, including furniture, clothing, dildos, and vibrators!!
Yes, I went to watch this. The book was better. They went and uprooted the story from its British origins and moved it to New York City and made everyone American, except the love interest. WTF? It just didn't work that well, but I did enjoy the movie. It was mindless fluff and dare I say, I almost cried during one point? Shame, I know.
Anyhow, Isla Fisher's portrayal of our bumbling heroine Becky Bloomwood wasn't as bumbling as I had hoped. And the Luke Brandon in the film did not match the Luke Brandon of my fantasies (whom would've been played by Christian Bale if I had anything to say about it).
