Ah, Regret.


The Yuletide GAY.

OK, people (and by “people” I mean the three of you who googled “snooki hair bump” to find this blog), it’s xmastime, and that can mean only one thing: my gay little heart is bursting with a whole gingerbread house full of red and green (and the rest of Roy G. Biv) feelings.  Let’s eat.

Yum.



An open ecard to Shelley Su
Tue, 9 June 2009, 5:37 pm
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This ninth day of June marks a truly historic occasion: the birth of none other than the Original Motherfucker*.  And so, dear readers, won’t you raise your tequila glasses and join me in a toast to that pork belly-loving, chopstick-wielding, slideshow-making, graphic-tee-wearing, drunk-dialing Asian audiophile, SHELLEY SU!  Happy birthday!  And many motherfucking more…

 

 

 

*Because she just is.  Trust us.



I have a lot of feelings

Reading the news (not just celeb gossip, but real news! And celeb gossip.) this week, I was on rollercoaster of emotion.  How is that different from any other week in the life of a lesbian, you ask?  Er… I guess it isn’t.  However, I’m still going to highlight the ups and downs for you, so you’d better grab a box of tissues.

Bad-news-first style?  OK.  I write with a heavy heart that our beloved headline-grabbing, label-shunning, chain-smoking, DJ-ing, matching-tattoo-sporting, MySpace-blogging, after-after-Ellen couple, L.Ron, is a couple no more.

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To be honest, this makes me sad.  Regardless of what these two individuals are like as people, their relationship was actually pretty meaningful to today’s crop of baby dykes.  When they started to show up in the tabloid headlines, not as “lesbian lovers” but more as just as two (extremely famous) people in love, it was as if their story had almost transcended the usual tabloid trash.  Suddenly we weren’t just staring blankly at the glossies to kill time in the grocery line; we were witnessing some kind of cultural shift.  It struck a chord.  Maybe we even canned the cynical humor for just a second and started to reflect on some issues that are actually kind of important in our society.

It’s been a Week.



An open ecard to my beloved readers
Fri, 13 February 2009, 10:11 am
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[a day early]

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[Talking about feelings] and the City
Thu, 6 November 2008, 2:17 pm
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Great news, ladies (and also you [one or two?] men who read this.  I know you love womanly feelings, otherwise you wouldn’t love my blog so much)!

Carrie and Co. are headed back to the big screen. During an interview on Britain’s The Paul O’Grady Show, Kim Cattrall (a.k.a. Samantha Jones) confirmed they’re shooting another big screen version of Sex and the City. “Yes, there will be a sequel,” she told her interviewer, Spice Girl Melanie Brown. [US Magazine]

SATC 2 official promo poster.

SATC 2 official promo poster.

First of all, what the heck was Melanie “Scary Spice” Brown doing interviewing Kim Cattrall?  Bizzare.  Anyways,  SATC sequel!  YAY!  The only thing I’m wondering is this: since all the loose ends pretty much got tied up in the SATC movie, where do we go from here?  

Can we stand to watch Carrie analyze everything to death and F things up with Big again?  And Charlotte get all emotional and frantic about everything relating to babies?  And Miranda be really mean and bitchy to poor puppy-dog Steve?  And Samantha coug it up and have tons of sex and make hilarious sexual innuendo puns?  (Well OK we can definitely stand to watch that last one.)

Um, yeah.  I’m going to go ahead and pre-order my ticket right now.  Heather (and Karebear and Kikki), I’ll start mixing our cosmos.



The Surly, Lumpy Audacity of Hope
Wed, 5 November 2008, 11:51 am
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Things that make me crack a genuine smile (not one of those smirk thingies I usually do):

1. Obama = President (!!!)

2. Heathie calling me last night in tears of (only sort-of-drunk) joy regarding #1.

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<3333 !!!

Yeah, I actually lost my cynicism for a minute.  Wow.  America, I really… really didn’t think you had it in you.  I’m still stunned.  But you know what they say: the nice part about being a pessimist is that you are constantly being either proven right or pleasantly surprised.

More audacity?



Cindy, I know you read my blog.

[gchat excerpt from this morning] 

Colin are we going to get an election blog post through a lesbian lens?
me hmm
i hate the election and i’m gay.
there’s the post.

OK people, calm down for just a minute and give me a chance to clarify that statement.  It was one of those heat-of-the-moment things so perhaps it didn’t come out quite right.  What I was really trying to say was, “I strongly dislike the number and frequency of harassing election-related phone calls (many robocalls, some real [college junior poly-sci major] people) I have received over the past several weeks due to being an unaffiliated voter in a swing state, and society may consider me gay, but I don’t like labels–there’s a spectrum, you know!”

Phew.  I guess emotions are running high–or, for lesbos (and [including?] Hx), “higher than usual”–right now with all of this election anxiety.  In case you were wondering, yes I did Barack the vote today (Colin: I was Biden my time waiting for you to tell me that).  I know my vote doesn’t count (I don’t care what you say, Hx! Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t really mean that.  I do care what you say.  Every vote counts.  The audacity of hope.  Obamarama.), but there’s no way I was going to miss out on the coveted “I Voted” sticker.  If I get caught walking around town without that thing stuck to my shirt, a bunch of hippie college kids just might feel the need to beat some social consciousness into me with their bong.

Anyway.  Back to the robocalls.  The following is a list of the people (robots?) who have called me lately to tell me an important message (in no particular order): Michelle Obama, Barack Obama, Rudolph Giuliani(?!), John McCain.  The following is a list of the people who have not called me lately to tell me an important message: Cindy McCain.  

I know, right!  What’s up with that?  I would have thought that Cindy would have had an important message for me regarding prescription drug addiction, or starving orphans in India, or the loneliness of marriage or something.  Well I have a message for you, Cindy: maybe if you’d taken the time to call me I would have voted differently.  But it’s too late for that now!  Listen Cindy, I’ve said this to your husband (and also to JoJo), and now I’ll say it to you: take a look at my blog title.  You feeling a little bit like that right now?  (Cindy: “We didn’t want your gay vote anyway.”)

cindy