It’s June and I can’t even remember when I last wrote a blog. I feel the months and months of guilt, but that’s not productive. I really did put a lot of work into a blog, several weeks’ worth, but I could never quite pull it together. And then I couldn’t write. So, writer’s block exists. Who knew? Here I am at my local Starbucks, in the Farmer’s Market. The guy who plays Ryan from The Office is in line behind me - just another of those teeny tiny little boys with a large and fairly oddly shaped head. *sigh*
Perhaps I’ll just babble a little to um, er…clean out the pipes as it were.
What I really wanted to do was to write a blog called “‘Prom Night” and talk about this lovely girl I met a couple of months ago. Her name is Constance McMillan and, as most of us know, she’s the girl from Mississippi whose high school decided that, rather than have her in a tux escorting her girlfriend, they’d rather cancel the prom. She got loads of media attention including a college scholarship from Ellen, an invitation to Perez Hilton’s birthday party, was awarded the “Courage Award” by LifeWorks Mentoring at the Life Out Loud benefit, and will be the 2010 Grand Marshall for the NYC Gay Pride Parade. And she’s really just ALL over the country these days. Of course her school later decided to have the prom but directed her to a fake prom where they put all their special students (i.e. the fags and the Special Olympics victims).
I have just a couple of things to say: a) the actions the school took caused Constance’s classmates to be dicks to her. One little boy in particular is being an assbag…calling her a dyke and such. He’s gay. Someone should nip that shit in the bud before we end up with another airport bathroom toe-tapper; b) grow up Mississippi. Didn’t you learn ANYTHING while dealing with your civil rights issues; and c) I’ve noticed that the little gay bloggers are all a’twitter about her hot-as-fuck father. Trust me boys…he’s even hotter in person. He’s built, humble, sweet…and as straight as they come. He’s just a good daddy who wants his daughter to be happy. Back off.
I just had to explain “June Gloom” to the French couple sitting next to me at Starbucks. The woman was attempting to explain it to her boyfriend, but was calling it “June Bug”. Silly French, take off your clothes.
I turned 42 on April 11th. We had the party at our cute little neighborhood bar, Sheddy’s Public Parlour. Beer, Wine, cheese plates and the most delightful owner and staff. These days it’s either “Meet me at Third and Fairfax” or wander a half block down Fairfax and meet me at Sheddy’s. The party was delightful, the attendees were fantastic, and after 4 hours of “Happy Hour” we stumbled down to Tart for dinner and desserts. Yup, I’m officially 42 (lbs overweight). *sigh*
“He-who-touches–me-inappropriately”, aka the Fever Jones (aka Mic Duggan) has a new show, the Brooke Fever Follies. He and our lovely Brooke Wilkes have put together something terribly vaudevillian and OH – so entertaining. Comedians and singers, some interpretive dance done in gold Speedos (while the lovely Aimee Boice sings “Goldfinger”, for instance), a magician here and there and a little burlesque – you just never know what you’re going to witness. Neither, of course, did the 8 year old that showed up at the first show. Brooke was in her leather cat suit getting a spanking, Matina Bevis was having an Alabaman hot flash and Fever was “doing” Kim Kardashian in every possible position…that is, now, one well-educated child. For more info on the show, on the Fever Jones, or simply for a horoscope go to: www.FeverJones.com.
And as for me, I’ve taken a part time job with the AIDS Healthcare Foundation. I’m helping to put together the 1st Annual AIDS Healthcare Foundation AIDS Walk (food and music festival and concert). First I’ll be coming for walkers (don’t you think a “Team TheWhole9” has a nice ring to it?) and, failing to get you to walk, I’ll be coming for money. But really, everyone should participate in this event. It’s going to be a FANTASTIC day…and the concert will be the happy ending. It’s all going to be around the Greek Theatre and it’s all going to be a good time for a good cause – WITH good people.
Save the date! Sunday, September 26th – your schedule should look like this:
“2:00 PM
Check-in begins and the Food & Music Festival kicks off big-time just north of the Greek Theatre on Vermont in Griffith Park. Over 20 different free food vendors, two live music stages and rides for all ages including our very own Ferris Wheel, Pirate Ship Ride, Giant Slide, Climbing Wall, Game Booths and the Magic Johnson Free Throw Toss are all included in the bash. Kick-back and picnic with free food while listening to music tucked in the shade of the walnut, mahogany and oak trees in the largest municipal park in the entire United States.
4:30 PM
As the Food & Music Festival continues in the middle of one of the most beautiful parks on the planet, families and friends will come together to enjoy fun, food, music and camaraderie. Our 5K California AIDS Walk takes us through Griffith Park. This low-stress Walk will begin and end at the Greek Theatre with plenty of entertainment and refreshments along the way.
6:00 PM
With the AIDS Healthcare Foundation Festival right outside it’s front doors, the Greek Theatre will open and the music will begin. For three hours our superstar walkers, who raised a minimum of $200, will enjoy some of music’s biggest stars under the stars at the iconic Greek. Registered walkers will get weekly updates on the concert line-up. Every walker will receive a free event tee-shirt!
9:00 PM
The 1st Annual California AIDS Walk and Food & Music Festival comes to a close….For just 364 days! “
And how would you feel if you got to do it all…with ME? YAY! Good times, right? So here’s the deal: Gather your friends, fans and coworkers and get signed up.
Go here: WWW.WALKEATDANCE.ORG. Get started. And we’ll let the good times roll.
So I’ve been sitting at this Starbucks for 3 hours. I’ve seen two, mid-30s women looking for their internet dates; explained to the French couple that it’s “June Gloom” not “June bug”; and been completely fascinated by a guy whose ball was sticking out of his shorts (a thanks to Haught Wheels of the LA Derby Dolls for “Excuse me, I think you sat in some gum”). And I think I’ve worn out my welcome. AND old people keep popping in, taking little naps and then continuing on their day.
Oh HELL. Someone has brought their TYPEWRITER to Starbucks. I’m out. Love to you all….
And by the way:
(people in Kentucky don’t get the joke).
