I seem to be a little bit under the weather today. After days of no sleep and very little eating, "I am one stomach flu away from my ideal weight". Though I may have been immune from the toilet worshiping, I have run myself down enough to have developed a bad cold. But suffering in silence, I will be unwavering in fulfilling my New Year's resolutions (at least for another day).
Mr. Riepe, though a very intelligent person, is one of the most pop culturely challenged people I know. He still thinks Lady Gaga is a baby's talking doll! So it was no surprise to me when I first joined facebook, that he would be socially inept at the process. The truth be told, he had already signed up for an account, but didn't know what to do with it from there. So I started from scratch and set up a new account and set up a basic friends list. Well lo and behold, his true colors emerged, he has become a friend whore. He has rifled through all my friends and requested them to be on his list too. I know you're all saying thats what everyone does and I couldn't agree more, but he took it a step further. James had never ever seen an episode of the Amazing Race until late November when I showed him an episode, but once he found out that there was 2 brothers competing and they were gay and they were HOT, he was addicted. So he watched the last three episodes and I thought that was it. But NO! I checked his facebook account and found out that he now has Sam McMillen as one of his facebook friends. I also introduced him to a show on HGTV called Color Splash, and since the host is David Bromstad, who is hot and loves to have his shirt off at least once an episode, James calls it one of his favorite shows (It appeals to his decorative nature; Yeah Right). Well David is one of his new facebook friends. Being a huge theater buff, he also has set up alerts on google. any time, a name or keywords are posted on the internet, he receives an e-mail notifying him of the posting. Cheyenne Jackson is one of his most popular alerts; which actually is really cool, because I found out that yesterday's posting on Adventure's in Taffeta activated an alert for him. I can only hope that Cheyenne has a google alert on himself and will become one of my blog friends (THAT WOULD BE SO COOL, since my closest, dearest friends refuse to do that!!!) so hear goes Cheyenne Jackson, Cheyenne Jackson, Cheyenne Jackson ( wonder if that worked?) while we are at it Kristin Chenoweth, Jake Gyllenhaal and Olivia Newton-John. Hey, a boy could hope. I know I digressed or as my sister would say my A.D.D. kicked in. Now I really wouldn't mind but he doesn't get google alerts on Cherry Jones, nor is he facebook friends with Steve Buscemi. So Yes, my boyfriend is cheating on me with facebook, and I introduced him to them. Sob, Sob, I'm gonna twitter Zac Efron to get even, yeah that's the ticket.
I wish I had more to say but my day was occupied with playing phone tag with 7 siblings and a set of parents to arrange their anniversary dinner; clearing my e-mails and acknowledging all the texts praising my return to blogging (obviously to give meaning to their sorry little lives). But to be serious for once, I am truly blessed to not have thousands of friends but to have dozens of good friends and 5 best friends. So to Mr. Riepe, Martin Rebello, William Spinelli, Thomas Scicluna and John Giglio. Thank you and I love you! (Whores all of them). Monday's will be my blog off night while I go to work at Sugars, so if you are feeling full of yourself, just stop down and I'll cut you down a couple of notches.
Back in October it was 10 years since the Murder of Matthew Shepard. I have finally finished my first book on my new Kindle, and I'm am so glad to say the book was "The Meaning of Matthew" by Judy Shepard. I was pleased to read something that didn't make him a larger then life figure, but how a tragedy where the victim is flawed can make a larger then life cause. It's a story of a mother's loss of a son, who happened to be gay. God Bless and TaTa for now
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