Category Archives: General

Post-Potter Recap

Andy and I just returned from the two-part Harry Potter play in New York (review forthcoming) so there’s no time for anything more than a quick recap of the previous week. Here we go…

It began with reservations Andy made at the Muse Hotel, a gorgeous Kimpton property that more than delivered for us this weekend. 

Before we made our way to NYC, however, there was a fun family weekend in Boston. It came complete with nasturtiums, and a dinner at the Beehive

Back on the homefront, the yards are still way behind thanks to the weather.

Salomon Diaz brought the heat in his Calvin Klein underwear.  

On the avenue… Fifth Avenue!

Madonna’s sorely under-appreciated ‘American Life’ album celebrated its 15th anniversary. 

Lofty aspirations

The secrets of my success.

Hunks of the Day included Iann PastorFinn Bálor, Blake McPherson, and Yona Knight-Wisdom.

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Secrets of My Success

This post may come off as me tooting my own horn, but since when have I been concerned about anything I do coming across as such? Strike up the band! This is actually more of a gentle guide for anyone who needs it, as I had a brief recollection of a question I used to ask people when I was 21 years old. At that time in my life, I just wanted to know the secret to adulthood, and I whittled it down to one question I would ask everyone I met who happened to be over 40 years old. Now that I’ve passed that demarcation, it’s only fair that I answer to the best of my ability. Here is what I wish I’d known two decades ago, as it might have set my mind at ease and lessened the constant worry and fear I carried with me for much of my working life. It’s a simple percentage of what needs to be done to maintain a job, and the rules apply for just about every position I can think of:

–       70% is showing up.

–       20% is dressing up.

–       10% is shutting up.

Showing up: 70%– This was a lesson I learned in one of my first college courses. One of my professors made it known early on that just showing up to class would go a long way toward passing it, and being that physics played a larger role in that Astronomy class than I counted on, my presence was my only chance of making it through. Since then, I’ve seen far too often that showing up on a consistent and timely manner is more important than being the best at anything. I’ll take a semi-decent performer who’s there every day over a stellar performer who only deigns to appear now and then.

Dressing up: 20%– The old adage that one should dress for the job one wants is old for good reason. For the most part, dressing up only enhances opportunity to be taken seriously and advancing. People can argue (not wrongfully) that what one wears should not be a factor in how one performs, but the reality is that it does matter. To ignore it and claim that without a dress code anything goes is to make a fatal error in getting ahead. Just because you don’t think it should matter doesn’t mean it won’t. To put effort into one’s wardrobe and appearance is a show of respect to everyone who comes into contact with you, and that sort of thing makes a good impression on bosses and supervisors.

Shutting up: 10%– Despite the bravura of my voice here, I’ve always known when to shut my mouth and remain silent. It is often better to keep quiet and not say anything about the tiny trivial matters that bother you during the day. If one makes a habit out of saying everything all the time, when the moment comes for something important to be told, why would anyone even bother to listen? Too many people talk far too much, and most of the time it’s to their detriment. Listening – that’s the real secret to making one’s way in the world.

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Easter Parade, Delayed

With all of the nasty weather this spring, the sickness and the hold-ups, I didn’t get to watch our usual Easter viewing treat ‘Easter Parade’ until long after the fact, but it’s better to document it now than never, as it makes for a perfectly fine spring viewing party whether or not it’s a little after-the-fact. It won’t be anyone’s greatest cinematic masterpieces, but Judy Garland and Fred Astaire together can’t be all bad, and it’s a delightful confection for a rainy day when the technicolor outfits are more than enough to satisfy the desire for inspiration. 

My heart yearns to be in a time when hats were as fabulous as they were commonplace. It also longs for a feather-accented outfit like Ann Miller wears in one delicious dance sequence. 

Mostly, though, I wish the “Happiest Musical Ever Made” held more than the power of suggestion and inspiration, that we could set a day to music and make all our problems go away. Until it does, I’ll keep hoping… and dressing up…

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Rising From a Rain Haze

It’s 4/20.

{Insert requisite pot joke here.}

Now that we’ve moved beyond that, let’s also hopefully have moved beyond my recent bout with the flu, and our recent bout with endless awful weather. At the time of this writing, my flu has limped mostly away, but the day is soaked with a vicious downpour so I’m not going anywhere anyway. By the time this gets publicly posted, however, I’m hoping to be in happier spirits and better places, so my eye is on that. In the meantime, may all this rain be healing, and may it fortify the land to give us a beautiful crop of summer foliage and flowers. 

Not all rainy days are washouts. Some give flights to fancy, others give rise to creative urges and exploration. A few simply pause the relentless rush of everyday activities, forcing us inside into contemplation and rumination. I am grateful for the respite. That outside mess can wait. 

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Recovery Recap

At the tail end (God-willing) of a wretched bout with Flu B (cause it knocks you on your booty), I’m in no mood to do a big intro to this recap of a rather lackluster week of posts. Not to worry, good things are brewing here, so come back later this week for the usual excitement and scintillation. On with the last week of sick shit:

The Adam Lambert treat.

Losing hope

Fizzy wizzy makes me dizzy.

Super staunch news!

Hints of nudity, if you follow the links.

Flu B, baby!

Hunks of the Day included: Lewis TanThomas Wade Nicholls, Blake Mitchell & Jwan Yosef

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Sicko

Greetings! Welcome to Day 6 of my Flu B Extravaganza! Today’s exercise in delirium is brought to you by Congestion & Snot Shots! After a few days of the bone-rattling chills quickly followed by hot-flashes to rival the worst that have ever shaken my office of female co-workers, my flu is hopefully shaking off the fever and moving into the snot-fest of sneezing, coughing and mounting sinus pressure. I’m not sure which is worse or when this bullshit will end. I do know that I don’t think I can stand much more soup and fluid and DayQuil and NyQuil and ibuprofen and Saltines. 

I have been very good about staying hydrated – regular stops in the kitchen to grab a glass of water or decaf green tea, followed by all the required stops in the bathroom to piss it all out. My joints hurt too much to juice an orange, so Andy has been good enough to do that and provide me with fresh OJ using the oranges that Mom delivered. I did manage to carve up a grapefruit, so I’m fully fortified with Vitamin C. 

And still I wait for the flu to limp away…

 

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This Would Be Me

Thus far, I’ve only had one memorable run-in with the police while working on ‘The Circus Project’ (I was naked and standing on a busted-up excavator, which you should totally find on this project page). And then there was the time I got locked in a cemetery while I was in drag (and without a change of clothes). Those are far worse than this story, but I enjoyed it anyway

These things happen. 

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Return to the Gardens

This is the most exciting news Andy and I have heard in a long time: a new ‘Grey Gardens‘ movie is on the horizon! As most fans know, the original seed that brought us those beautiful gardens was planted when another movie was in the planning stages. Peter Beard, Andy Warhol and Lee Radziwill were working on that one, and the footage for ‘That Summer’ looks to be culled from that film-that-never-was. It includes the first glimpses of Big and Little Edie Beale. Swedish filmmaker Göran Hugo Olson has turned all of it into a new movie, and we can’t wait to see it. 

The trailer begins in promising form: “Everything was perfect in those days…”

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Hard to Find Hope

At the time of this writing, I am fighting off some sort of flu thing that has me simultaneously going through frigid bone-rattling chills and sweat-dripping hot flashes within five minutes of each other. There’s also the body aches and pains that accompany it all, which is super fun. All the NyQuil and DayQuil has me feeling a bit trippy too, so bear with this brunt of a post. See, I don’t even think that’s correct but I can’t be bothered to check. That’s not the point of this post anyway. 

We’ve had a rough start to spring, if it can even be called that, and it’s hard to find hope in all this brown and gray and frozen earth. But the other day I found the smallest little balls of promise on the weeping larch, and if a crying shrub can produce a happy bit of hope, then maybe we can all find the same. In these photos, tightly coiled and ready to pop open, is the start of the season. It’s taken too long.

 

 

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Early Afternoon Adam Lambert Treat

The world could use a little more Adam Lambert, especially in the middle of a lackluster day. Mr. Lambert has been here before in memorable form, and is set to be featured again now that were doing Dazzlers. 

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A Donut-Dipped Recap

Fresh off a fun-filled weekend in Boston, this recap will have to hold you over until the tales of that adventure get written and posted by Thursday. In the meantime, check out everything that has happened int he last week, and pray for warmth because no one can take any more winter weather. 

Cristiano Ronaldo stripped to his skivvies. 

A sensation: the Aviation

Todrick Hall was the lone Hunk of the Day for the week. 

Just put tulips together and blow. 

Spring on Broadway with two of my favorite people. 

Easter peek-a-boo.

Hope & Debris. 

Family Easter fun.

Little Easter extras

Date night with Andy in Saratoga.

Scarlet flashes.

This post recounted some very crappy service at the Albany Melting Pot restaurant

If you have a chance, check out a live ‘Cigarettes After Sex’ show because it’s just too dreamy. 

The Donut Dip

 

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Doing The Donut Dip

Ever since I mooned a man in the parking lot of Dan-Dee Donuts in Amsterdam when I was eight or nine years old, doughnuts have held a special place in my heart. That said, I don’t often (or ever) go out of my way to get one of the fried rings of golden goodness. However, Suzie asked if we could make a stop at one of her husband’s favorite doughnut places – The Donut Dip – in Springfield while on our way back from Boston. 

Happily, it was well worth the little detour. We arrived to a small parking section packed with cars, and the small storefront was filled with people, but they were quick and efficient and there wasn’t much of a wait. Established in 1957 and owned by the same family ever since, this was a pleasant throwback to a more innocent time. The perfect way to accentuate a Sunday morning. 

I opted for a toasted coconut doughnut, and a small decaf. The doughnut was delightful; the coffee left something to be desired. I suppose that’s the way it should be. All in all, this was a nice little unexpected excursion to close out a fun weekend in Boston. That whole tale is yet to come… 

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Scarlet Bathing

A flash of red swooped down into the dirty covered pool of early spring. Reflected in the dark water, his red feathers reflected the glorious afternoon sun – all too scant and fleeting this year. Perched on the edge of the pool, he walked in jerky spurts of motion before dipping down into the water and taking a quick bath. (It made for difficulty in finding focus, but the color is unmistakable.)

While the return of the robins is more indicative of spring’s arrival, this little show of upkeep from the cardinal was a happy scene to witness too. Cardinals hold a special place in our hearts, no matter what the season. Watching this one splash about, dunking his head quickly under the water and shaking it off, made me smile. Soon, the pool will be open. Spring will unfurl its sweet splendor. The earth will come back to life in shades of chartreuse – the perfect backdrop for a red bird.

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Hope Amid the Debris

Littering the lawns at this time of the year are the remnants of a cruel winter that did its best to dampen our spirits and ruin our yards. It partially succeeded in both, but after all these years in upstate New York it’s going to take more than a long winter to beat us down completely. We are strong. We are resilient. And we are ready to clean up the mess.

While not the most brutal of winters, this last one has taken its time departing, and it had its fair share of nasty storms and cutting winds, hence a large amount of debris and detritus from the trees. Consider it nature’s way of pruning, dangerously done without regard to what’s below. Andy and I live in vague dread of having another tree-top pierce our roof again, but this winter passed without incident. The ground tells another story.

Large boughs litter the brown yard, while pinecones and acorns and leaves lie in a wet, matted mess. Still, there is life here if one has the patience to cull it. Hidden in a pinecone are the seeds to start a new evergreen. Within the capped acorn is a baby oak tree waiting to find sun, water and soil to crack itself open and reach for the sky. Life is messy sometimes. Messy and wonderful and laced with hope in the bleakest of circumstances.

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The Allure of the Aviation

Behold the Aviation, a beautiful cocktail that garners its amethyst hue from an integral dose of Crème de violette. Do not be fooled by the latter’s dairy-like name – it’s a purple cordial that is not in the least bit creamy. As for the cocktail, it’s an old classic that has withstood several incarnations over the years. Recipes vary, but I’ll provide a starting standard to get you going if you’re interested in a tart and floral gin-based beauty.

The Aviation

Ingredients:

  • 1 ½ ounces Gin
  • ½ ounce freshly squeezed lemon juice (strained)
  • ¾ ounce Maraschino liqueur (Luxardo)
  • ¾ ounce Crème de violette
  • Maraschino cherry to garnish

Shake with ice and strain into the prettiest cocktail glass you have on hand.

 

Given its tendency to change over the years, this is a pretty forgiving cocktail, and you should adjust and modify the ration of ingredients to your wish and whim. (There’s nothing better than cocktail experimenting, as long as you have no place to go afterward.)

This is a great drink for spring; its violet color and floral accents are the perfect accompaniment to seasonal gatherings. When our violets come into bloom, I may use a few of their blossoms to replace the cherry as a garnish. I’m just that precious. You can be too. 

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