Don't know why I am picture nuts today, but this is one of my favorite pictures of kevin and i.....just cuz its a fun time. We went to Chicago for 4th of July last year....sun kissed. 

Notice the cocktails in mine and kevin's hands, very careful not to spill. This was our friend Hilary's Jewishhhhhh Housewarming Ball. What you can't see is the brand new Karoake Machine that rendered us social outcasts, we couldn't socialize, only sing.  

This is Elaine. You see, at the end of each of our parties, there are usually the same set of people left over, who stay until the lights go out, or until the sun comes up. We usually dance our asses off, then pass out on the floor, couch...stool...whatever it takes. Back to Elaine. She majored in Gaelic dancing in college. She real good too.  

The end of our annula holiday bash. Very very fun... 

Why can't i stop myself? Dumb movies seem so much fun to me. 

Touch it, yeah thats it ! 

hard to make a stand

This weekend we went to visit kevin's family in Virgina. We left Friday after work at 5, drove 5 hours - Saturday night was his mother's surprise birthday party. She was so happy and it was nice to see people having a genuinly nice time. We ate lunch yesterday and then left at 4, only to drive another 5 hours back to philly. I might add, that it rained the entire time we were away, the entire car ride, all rain. I hate hate hate riding and driving in the rain. Very stressful if you ask me. Regardless i ran in the rain yesterday, it felt wonderful because of all the food we ate all weekend. Gluttony at its most finest. When we go there i don't worry about the caloric intake, the cardo loading, nor the diabetic coma i may or may not go into. We just eat. Simply eat.

Which leds me to the next thing. Last week i decided to commit to trying to run a 10 mile marathon thingy here in philly. It's called the Broad Street Run. Just 10 miles, a fast 10 miles i am told. So i am training for that, sorta excited and scared all the same. It's on May 1st, so you'll have to deal with my updates as they come. No biggie.

In the meantime......whats up with the rain? I can't stand the rain.

guess where we will be next weekend? 

First, I guess you need to know something about them, The beautiful ones. The flawless four, everyone wanted to be them. You know'em, they went to you school, too. First there's Courtney "Satan-in-heels" Shayne and her pawn, the dense but dangerous Marcie Fox, a legend in her own little mind. Then there's angelic Julie Freedman, doomed to be popular because of her pretty face, and lastly, the teen dream herself, Elizabeth Purr. It's a shame what happen to Elizabeth Purr......

Does anyone remember this movie? One of my favorites of all time. 

Natey Nightmare

I had a nightmare last night.
I was on the show survivor and so was kevin, and he out lasted me. It wasn't because I was voted off, it's because I fell of a post or something stupid in a challenge and that meant automatic discharge from the show.
I was so mad all night long at kevin for this. I would wake up to go pee or because the dog was moving around, and i would feel such anger at kevin for having lasted longer than i. It was real too. I couldn't understand why he would try to outlast, outwit, and outplay me.
I mean if anyone knows me, they know I would dominate at this sort of thing, that it's in the plans for me, that i was destined to be on some annoying reality tv show where i could show the world my inpatience and facial ticks. Why, oh why kevin?

At any rate as i told him of it this morning, he said "well it makes sense that i would last longer than you".

my real anger didn't start until then.

soundtrack

In a far off galaxy, in a land far far away - Moby's "PLAY" was soundtrack to my life. It was first introduced to me by an alcoholic fling i had with an out of practice ballet dancer, as if as if. At the time I was not really interested in spending time with one person in particular, but i digress. He brought over this Banana Republic Cd with one of Moby's tracks on it. I played it out. (must i mention that i still have the cd in my collectionne) I thought it was the cat's meow, i played it out....next i found out about the entire cd. Who was this Moby character? This elusive musician with clear gay sensibilities with clean aromatic melody?
I furthered my education of Moby while spending some time in NYC, the lower east side to be exactamudo......some of the most pleasant and satisfying memories to date. Anyway - dana scored a free givaway of the cd and i just loved it. I would listen to it and think of the movie "the beach" and just have general theatrical reactions to it.

Now i find myself doing the same thing.

Hotel is a good thing. It is a sequal, a new soundtrack to a new set of circumstances. My life, now. In the present.
Check it homey

it's in my blood

My grandmother went to the hospital yesterday - she has a really bad cold and it dehydrated her, come to find out something was wrong with her heart, not sure what yet, just an irregular heartbeat.
So I call her up to say hi and tell her i am coming to see her tomorrow. She tells me not to come and see her, that she is miserable and no use in me catching a cold. She also says that grandpop is sick too.
we talk some more, and she sounds absolutely terrible, just horrible. Makes you really scared and upset....but it's not about me at this point. Anyway - she goes on to say "why you outta see this woman on tv..she lost around 200 pounds"
i'm thinking to myself, good she is alert and stuff.. ...she continues,
"and her tits are down, all the way down to her waist..poor thing, it's awful"
good ole gram - shes doing alright, just alright. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

lift off. 

Random shot, good colors i think.