Guess who's back? Very good you got it, but of course so could have Rudolph's misfit friends (But I shan't lessen your pride). I now have a office completely refinished, but until I get proper chairs I feel like Dr Ruth Westheimer at a bank counter. But hopefully size does matter making my Blog bigger and More Fabulous-er. I'm so sorry for the late post, but I had to wait for the end of the Emmy's. The 1st award went to Kristin Chenoweth for Pushing Daisies, and the bitch failed to acknowledge my blog as the tipping of the scales (Maybe her performance helped, I'll admit that). Any wannnabe 50 something, stewardess, off-off-off-off-broadway actor would die for Taffeta's endorsement! The Emmy's with Dr Horrible, Barney, Doogie, Tony's host Neil Patrick Harris as host went down from there. Alec "I hate my daughter" Baldwin beat out Jim Parsons "The Big Bang Theory". Jessica Lange (maybe a little cosmetic surgery would help) beat out the outstanding performance of Sigourney Weaver in "Prayers for Bobby". Please see it! It is another milestone in acceptance with a performance that I promise will leave you drained. Tina Fey walked away with best guest appearance for her Sarah Palin Impersonation, which is 2nd only to Sarah Palin herself, but a lot of Republicans didn't find her believable as a moron who thinks shooting animals from a helicopter is hunting, You Betcha! Overall, I once again enjoyed my Awards show (The Emmy's are Christmas, Grammys Kwanza, Tonys New Year's, and the Oscars most holy of holies Easter), and once again it goes to show the gays know how to host; though Jimmy can't believe they once again snubbed Dante's Cove. Since I'm talking about awards I must congratulate Cha Cha LaBucca who flew off to receive his Arthur Murray Awards in Albany. Fancy, Huh? He won best instructor and best studio, but of course, we know what he had to do to get those awards. AND Arthur Murray is dead so that makes it just plain SICK!
Jimmy's sister Claire was down from Maine, to visit Mr. Joe while he is convalescing. She was driven down by her friend Yogi, and stayed at the Marriott in Uniondale (Fancy-Schmancy). We dined at the finest restaurant's on Long Island (Well, those with price fix). I'll try and keep the trip short or I'll be typing for days. Claire arrived late Wednesday and dined with Jimmy and me in the Hotel. She saw her parents on Thursday and we dined at the Galleria in Westbury (The owner Dominic understands customer service and loyalty). Friday Claire and Jim headed straight out to the Estates of Greenlawn where we lunched on the town's finest pizza and they then rushed back to Merrick to visit with Aunt Roseann and Cousin Allison, wife of hot Joe (Oh well there goes any chance of her being a blog follower). We dined at Guy Anthony's in Merrick (The future host of the St. Pius Alumni). We were joined by Joannie: nee Pitch and her husband, Mike. Joannie is one of the examples of "How to take out a fence in 5 easy driving lessons". But she is beautiful and Mike one of the warmest, friendliest guys. Saturday was spent at Jones Beach, which was the "Push Claire take a photo" tour. I had a wonderful time getting to know Yogi, who I could have talked with for hours (and yes she got a word in edgewise). She's a Nomad from Chicago, San Francisco, 16 other places who has now settled in Maine. We then were joined at dinner by Billy, Sharon and Kevin. which brings me to today's title. With my highlights (I know it's hard to believe they're not natural) I felt like Goldilocks sitting across from Yogi (who forgot her Pick-A-Nick basket) bear (Come on, you knew that joke was coming), Kevin, who is a big old bear (For the hetro's that's the big hairy guys in leather you see in the parades wearing chaps and Billy, who lets face it just loves a good old bear (see past reference). Today Jimmy and Claire went out to Paudy's (Jim's Ex)in Downtown Islandia to visit. They got there before Happy Hour, so good chance Paudy will remember they were there. (Paudy's the newest follower, so I'll be back to 2 after he reads this). His current flame, the Susan Sugarbacker of the gays, Alex cooked up a plethora of food. I was unable to attend because of ... I'll get back to you on that, not sure which excuse Jimmy used! They had a long visit and headed home to Kitty and Joe while I put on my Snuggy and amped up the flat screen for The Emmy's. Claire and Yogi head back tomorrow to Maine, and I truly hope they both had a great visit.
Due to the renovations, I was unable to give credit where credit is truly due. On September 17th, Moe and Debbie celebrated their 3rd Anniversary as Mrs. and Mrs. and I was one of the honored guests to be a part of the glorious event 3 yrs. ago in Banffffff, Canada. My sister Eileen was asked to keep a diary of her memories, but when she left early the distinction fell on me. This momentous passing of the sword, errr, diary, would grow into the Diaries of Adventures in Taffeta, one gay man's journey, which of course begat this blog. So to the 2 people responsible I say Thank you, because I had so little time on my hands already. This is all I needed! And if at any time you felt insulted call them, I don't want to hear it.
I have decided to through my early support for next year's Emmys behind Glee. It is a TV comedy/musical about a Glee Club. It stars Matthew Morrison, who we've seen in Hairspray as Link and South Pacific; Lea Michele, who blew us away in Spring Awakening (and if they don't cast Idina Menzel as her mother they are idiots), and Lastly the best of the best Jane Lynch, who you might know as Charlie's psychiatrist on "Two and a Half Men". Next week Kristin herself guest stars and Cheyenne Jackson "Xanadu" is up coming. If you think I'm being over enthusiastic trust me it's on Fox and I don't easily promote anything they do. so Enjoy and Tata for now.
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