Please hold back the tears of adulation, YES I have returned, just like McArthur storming the beaches saving all those little orientals (oops-a-daisy, think the correct political phrasing is Asians, but what would a heterosexually challenged person like me know?!) It has been almost 2 months, but it wasn't easy, you'll thing it strange, when I try to explain how I feel ( Will some one get me a damn balcony). I want to welcome a 4th follower that has joined our Adventures, Hi Olaf!! (Still my bestest friends in the world have refused to join, jealous shallow bastards; that's why I love them!) No seriously, for those who don't know Jimmy's Father Mr. Joe passed away on October 6th. As sad as it is to see him gone, it was truly more devastating to watch his last 72 hrs. The helplessness of everyone, the difficulty in making the decision of Last Rites, the prayers that he would survive past their 52nd anniversary on Oct. 5th (He made it by 3 hrs.). He was truly the last of a breed, the classic Gentleman, the man that everyone respected and loved. Sacred Heart should hope they could fill their new church every week like Joe's funeral(and when I'm ready I will so rant on that church!!!). The good news is I'm finally finished hobbling on the sprained ankle, though I miss the cane (able to snag other people's drinks from across the bar, no one questions you using handicap parking, holding of doors). I haven't had time to improve on my blogging skills like links and sending virus' back to anyone who has a negative comment (though I appreciate any honest criticism so I can better myself, LMAO I kill myself). I also had the ongoing episodes of "Tom Scicluna Visits" which are never ending (Here for a Wedding, here for a Wake, here for a Week). He was here with CP (Cucumber Paul, not really his nickname, but I'm going to try a knew one each post. But as all things we shall move on and continue the ADVENTURES IN TAFFETA!
My birthday was Oct. 5th also, and I got a lot of great gifts, but I enjoy my kindle most of all scarecrow. I of course went right for the classics: Shakespeare, Jane Austin, Kathy Griffin. Sad to say thaTt I'm serious, but most of all I'm enjoying "The Meaning of Matthew" by Judy Shepard. I still can't understand how any parent survives the death of a child, especially one as brutal as that. I also got a Snuggie from none other then Cha Cha LaBucca, who obviously doesn't know me well enough because he got me plain blue when Zebra and Leopard prints were available, even blush pink would have been acceptable. My life has become so sad, I was actually wearing it when David Letterman was dissing it in his top 10, and I wasn't even embarrassed.
This week is the LIGLFF, or for my poor non-savvy readers, that's the Long Island Gay and Lesbian Film Festival being held at the Cinema Arts Theatre in Huntington. Last night we got to see Pornography, which exactly what it was without the nudity. We paid the money, and got wanked off. It was a gay, supernatural, horror flick. The only suspense that that movie had was "when will it end?". I think even the director knew that, because the last 3 seconds he shows male nudity, just so he can get a clap! There was to be a Q and A afterwards, but the theater emptied out before they could bring up the lights (It was a like the running of the bulls in Abercrombie and Fitch).
Tonight thank God was much different. We got to see "Make the Yuletide Gay" which was downright hilarious (But that could of been nervous laughter thinking it might be worst then last night). We met "Everybody knows Eddie" and "BB&Bj" Matt at the theater, which sadly didn't make us as popular as we had hoped. But, we were able to get our Preferred seating in the theater because we have become generous benefactors, before the bowels of the community were herded into their seats. Poor Mr. Jim was so confused by the short film, tring to figure out what that had to do with Christmas, but he settled down when the Feature Presentation. I was excited just by the credits to see that Nellie Olsen and Dr Beverly Crusher were in the film. Poor James had no clue who either of them were (He is so Pop Culture challenged). The movie was great all around, even the at times cheesy jokes worked. The only crticism of the movie would have to be the use of nudity! None, None, None what was he thinking, a little skin never hurt a fim especially if it's an art piece! The director was at the film plugging the CD's and DVD's so he can make a sequel. So I beg the throngs of readers to go to Amazon.com and by the film; don't leave me dangling in suspense! Well I need to head off to bed because we have Bagels and a Movie with "Mustang Sally" John tomorrow. So Ta Ta for now and we will be chatting soon in our "Adventures"
Michael Buble does Letterman's "Least Popular standards"
