Happy Bat Mitzvah Jessie!!!

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Gayest Weekend Ever, Part II

What could be more gay than a concert featuring Amber AND Reina? Probably the weekend that I met up with friends in Las Vegas to go to see Cher on I think her second (or was it her third?) farewell tour on one night, and then catch Dolly Parton on the next. I have to say seeing Ms. Parton live was awesome. Cher was good too. But anyway, the B-list lineup at the House of Blues, New Orleans has broken my gaydar….

Oh, and I have seen Reina before, at Shampoo in Philadelphia (my parents are still getting flyers from that club). It’s where the famous, “Carl, it’s Reina” moment took place.

Picture it: three friends on the dancefloor, the beat kicks in with “Find Another Woman.” A woman steps out on stage completely covered in sequins. Two of the friends are facing the stage while the third is facing away.
“Carl, it’s Reina!” we scream over the music.
“I know, I love this song.”
(Pointing over his shoulder) “No. Carl. IT’S REINA!”

I wish I had pictures from that day so long ago. But that was in the pre-digital era.

Rumors

I am hanging out at Eric’s watchin’ low-dollar cable tonight.  Here’s a couple rumors that y’all might find interesting (by y’all, I mean my friends):

A certain ex-New Orleans member of the crew spent a night in jail courtesy of the NYPD after getting caught smoking pot in Central Park.

A certain long-time couple is interviewing for positions in NYC, and plans to move there within the year.

Crap Day

Argh, I had a real Crap Day today. I woke up late, after not getting enough sleep and thus did not get to eat before work. Therefore, I was extra grumpy all day long. Work was okay, but after, I drove out to Border's on Vets, out in Metairie. I took the West End exit thinking I would avoid the long line of traffic along I-10 and ran into ridiculous traffic because of all the traffic light outages. It took 20 minutes to get from the off ramp onto Vets. From there it was fine and I spent a lovely time bookshopping. I bought the new Morningwood CD, but was dismayed to find it is censored, and this is the only version available.

On the way home I ran into further traffic (I HATE I-10!!!) and got off at the Superdome to take surface streets back to the IC (that Irish Channel, if you don't know). It was around 7 so I figured I'd stop in at the Magazine St. A&P, cause I heard they extended their hours until 8PM, but found they were closing. I am so sick of having to bumrush grocery stores in the hour after work just to get something to eat. So, I didn't pick up any water, or food, though I knew I still had some supplies for dinner. Sooo...I went home, got changed and went straight to the gym, which was crowded with meatheads all wanting to use the same machines, so my workout took about an hour longer than usual. I finally got back around 9:30, showered and grilled up some chicken breast and steamed some broccoli, YUM! Now, I am studying my XHTML manual, and then a few Latin paradigms before bed. Gotta be up early to hit the gym before work and maybe the supermarket as well. Check ya laters.

Chocolate City Blues

Mayor Nagin has lost his mind. What was with his MLK Day speech? Talking about a “chocolate city,” and about talking to Dr. King about the state of the world, and about how God is angry at the US for its war-like foreign policy. Already, the apologies have started. Personally, I like chocolate, and find this a completely hilarious way to characterize the city.

I don’t put much stock in the words of politicians anyway, and I just chalk it up to typical audience pandering. I guess the mayor felt these themes would appeal to his black audience on the occasion. He even spoke with a (rather weak) testifying preacher dialect that I have not heard from him before. Usually when Nagin speaks, he does so with a completely neutral, uninflected manner.

Oh, and anytime people start linking natural disasters with the Will of God, I cannot help but cringe and roll eyes. Most of the discussion in that vein* has been about how God sent the hurricane to punish the wickedness of New Orleans, except He missed all the actual wicked parts and took out some God-fearing, poor black neighborhoods. Yes, yes, and Lakeview as well.

*on Christian radio I suffered through on my holiday drive up to and from that other Sodom: NYC.