Happy Saturday to you all. Thursday with Liam went smoothly. Liam was being punished for being a little sneak and lieing, so I save time cutting back on the spoiling (But with those skills I'm contemplating making him an investigative reporter for the blog). We visited Cha Cha LaBucca Dance Studios, where Liam had the run of an empty studio. Cha Cha staggered in and we exchanged philosophical ideas in his office (Yes, Gossiped). Liam became bored when a couple came in for their lessons taking over the dance floor, so he covered them in foliage that he ripped from the Studio's plants. Knowing when it's time to go, we whisk out the door not waiting for a reply to my "I should clean this up offer". While with Cha Cha, I received an emergency call from Jeannie asking me to work the bar because she hurt her leg (If she worked her leg muscles like her mouth, she'd look like Eric Hayden). So I race to drop Liam off and stop home to shower off and cancel movie plans with "Zaydeh" Eddie (that's Hebrew for Grandmother) and head to work.
I arrive at work less then a 1/2 hr. late trying to drum up business on the way. Well it was a dead dead night. Thank God Helen ,the polish Lesbian, Mustang Sally and Artsy Fartsy arrived to keep me company for a while. Mustang Sally came from watching his grandson, who endearingly calls him Grandpa Mist. Artsy Fartsy snuck in the back door donned in dark glasses and a hat lest his neighbors see him entering a Gay Bar. Really? If his neighbors ain't figured it out yet, then painting himself pink and singing show tunes isn't going to clue those people in. I heard a rumor during the night that Jeannie actually was having a house party and "Boss" Jack and I were the only two not invited. That B*tch! (And the rumor must be true because I started it, and like this blog I only deal in fact!!). Well at least I get to close early and head home.
On Friday, I had to be up early and get Miss Kitty to the doctors, grocery shopping and to the beauty salon. By the time I was done, I limped home and directly to bed. Got to do some cleaning today and tons of wash. I need to get dressed and head off to the Mary and Jack's 53rd Anniversary dinner which should make for great blog tomorrow.
Glee News Update!! Neil Patrick Harris will be making a guest appearance during Sweeps week. The all Madonna episode will have Jane Lynch doing Vogue. Guest appearances from Idina Menzel "Wicked", Jonathan Groff "Spring Awakening", and the return of Kristin Chenoweth. And Last but greatest Olivia Newton-John herself will be performing Physical with Jane Lynch. Can you hear my excitement?! TaTa for now.
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Bar Nite and the Globes, Oh Vey
I have finally recovered from Bar Nite (All the gay bars join together once a month to promote themselves and back stab each other through a rotating cycle). After only 4 weeks of bartending, We got bar nite. I had the pleasure of being overwhelmed and severly humbled at my talents. I am truly blessed with a supportive family (Maureen, Debbie and my Father Jack) and faithful friends (Cha Cha, Chauffer Brian and Woody Galore) who all made an appearance. Jeannie joined me behind the bar at 10:00 after putting out a buffet of food that she had made herself. The Bar was wall to wall people from 10 till 2:30, with a large part of it being the twinks of Eddie Murphy's One Night Wonders (Eddie Murphy manages bars that open one night a week for the gay community, take their money and then go straight again). Eddie runs a tab for his employees and they drink away on his dime. It was a candy shop for them, ordering top shelf and refilling their glasses like a Burger King soda fountain. I got to see many of the old faces from past days. Kisses and hugs were all around, while I checked to make sure my wallet was there after each one. We stayed packed till 2:30, when Eddie closed his tab, like cockroaches in a well lit room, they climbed over themselves to leave so fast they overlooked the "tipping" part of the night. Eddie must know his employees well, because he left a sizable tip to cover them. As the last customers left, One bossy, toothless bitch who had been tirelessy working our regular customers to come to her bar decided that the person she came with was overgenerous with her tip so she combined it with her non-tip, left us 5 dollars and pocketed the rest. Though I don't like to smear names, I will say this "A thief by any other name would smell as skanky". I couldn't believe my eyes and would have disbelieved it if it wasn't for 2 other customers seeing this. After I told Jeannie, She grabbed a knife chasing the car out of the parking lot. Such language from a petit little woman. Sadly to say, Jeannie didn't catch the car, but I pray I'm in the same room when Jeannie confronts her.
The Golden Globes were a bag of mixed feelings for me. As predicted Aunt Meryl walked away with the trophy for "Julie and Julia" making her the front runner for the Oscars (Or as I call it Holy Day), with Sandra Bullock picking hers up for "The Blind Side". Glee triumphantly won best comedy show, but sadly the 3 stars went home empty handed. I seriously don't get the ommission of Jane Lynch, for best supporting actress. The woman steals every scene she's in, eating up the scenery and the cast alike. I seriously think the Gay Mafia won't take this sitting down, so the members of the foreign press better watch their backs; Jane and Neil patrick Harris will be gunning for you. The real upset came in the Director and Movie Drama categories, both going to Avatar. For the record, I haven't seen Avatar, but James Cameron's ex-wife, Kathryn Bigelow, was supposed to be a shoo-in for best director for the "Hurt Locker" and "Up in the Air" was a front runner for picture. If there is a positive side, at least it will add great suspense to the Oscars this year. Hopefully the Academy will overlook these awards and finally give a woman the directing oscar, or N.O.W. might be hiring their own hitmen.
Today is Manny day for me, so I need to ready myself for Liam. We have a big day prepared of shopping at BJ's (sadly disappointed when I found out it was just a wholsale chain) and stopping in to surprise Cha Cha LaBucca at his dance studios.
I have previously posted the video for "Taylor the Latte Boy" and now they have post the responce video (seems Kristin is a bit of a stalker) so enjoy and TaTa for now.
The Golden Globes were a bag of mixed feelings for me. As predicted Aunt Meryl walked away with the trophy for "Julie and Julia" making her the front runner for the Oscars (Or as I call it Holy Day), with Sandra Bullock picking hers up for "The Blind Side". Glee triumphantly won best comedy show, but sadly the 3 stars went home empty handed. I seriously don't get the ommission of Jane Lynch, for best supporting actress. The woman steals every scene she's in, eating up the scenery and the cast alike. I seriously think the Gay Mafia won't take this sitting down, so the members of the foreign press better watch their backs; Jane and Neil patrick Harris will be gunning for you. The real upset came in the Director and Movie Drama categories, both going to Avatar. For the record, I haven't seen Avatar, but James Cameron's ex-wife, Kathryn Bigelow, was supposed to be a shoo-in for best director for the "Hurt Locker" and "Up in the Air" was a front runner for picture. If there is a positive side, at least it will add great suspense to the Oscars this year. Hopefully the Academy will overlook these awards and finally give a woman the directing oscar, or N.O.W. might be hiring their own hitmen.
Today is Manny day for me, so I need to ready myself for Liam. We have a big day prepared of shopping at BJ's (sadly disappointed when I found out it was just a wholsale chain) and stopping in to surprise Cha Cha LaBucca at his dance studios.
I have previously posted the video for "Taylor the Latte Boy" and now they have post the responce video (seems Kristin is a bit of a stalker) so enjoy and TaTa for now.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Finally we got ourselves a date
I know that I've been M.I.A, but I was just taking a slight break from my New Year's Resolution. Actually, it was a very boring week. I did shopping with Miss Kitty on Wednesday and Friday, and I'm back to being a nanny for Liam on Thursdays. I guess I haven't totally kicked whatever bug I had because after that, I just needed to nap (No, not getting my beauty sleep; you can't improve on perfection!). I did get out with the Bucca Boyz on Wednesday to the newest of the gay bars, Roosters in Bellmore. I guess we were all in a stressed out mood because we ended up having a water bottle fight like 5 yr. olds. Sad to say watching Cha Cha mop up the floor was the highlight of my week. Silver J was not a happy camper when he got soaked by some thoughtless bastard (Yeah it was me). Well at least, we let off some steam, though not to sure Silver J is talking to us anymore (Guess that's water under the bridge; Not my best pun!).
Saturday was a clean the house day, since the maid took off this week. It is so hard to get good help these days. So we slaved away putting away the last of the Christmas decorations and tidying up for our company last night. We had a double date with Matt and Eddie. Matt is like a big old teddy bear you just want to squeeze; while Eddie is one of the sweetest people you'll know. He reminds me of a old Jewish grandmother, especially when he looks at you over the rim of his glasses. He is one of those people that has an inherent need to help people, which I guess is why he became a teacher. He also is involved in the fund raising for Auntie M's helping hands and also a published playwright. They arrived at our house fashionably late, blaming the poor directions. Really, go straight make a left on Cuba Hill and second right after tracks can be so confusing? We sipped on wine that Eddie and Matt generously brought, while Matt devoured the cheese and crackers and nuts (We knew it was time to go when he began eyeing Sparky's food bowl). We then headed off to the restaurant called 34 New Street in Huntington, which is at 34 New St in Huntington (Original name, like a polish lesbian thought it up). The place was a lovely little bistro type place, with excellent food, but the waitress was a little intimidated I guess. For dessert, she asked if we would like some Earl Gay Tea. I think she might of figured out our story, but we let that Freudian slip go by. Then she offered us some Homo-made apple pie. I'm not sure if it was home-made or some big old queen was in the back baking away. Her service was excellent, so we generously tipped despite the gay slurs. We split the bill 4 ways, making Eddie and Matt foot some of our drinking bill (I feel so guilty, okay maybe just a little). We had to hurry off, because I kept receiving updates from my nephew Clayton that his band was going on earlier. I think Eddie and Matt thought that was our escape plan if we weren't having a good time (Not like they didn't have their own ("Have to get home early to stuff envelopes, for Eddie's gala 50th B'day party"). We got back home so Jimmy could give a proper tour of the house, then we efficiently evicted our guests.
The GPS system (We've named her Mabel, because of the nasty way she is always saying recalculating when you don't follow her directions) said we would be arriving at the Broadway Bar in Amityville with 5 minutes to spare. We arrived to find the place spattered with teens all over the place, which left the bar wide open for us. So we slipped into our seats and awaited Clayton's Band "Last Stand". He tried to change the name to Liquid Ice, but that idea melted when they realized that was just water. We got our Bombay and Tonics and said hello to all the other Stewart's who arrived. Dizzy arrived with our niece Courtney and friend, and since she was driving them she wouldn't be drinking (which just meant we wouldn't be buying her drinks). Maureen and Debbie arrived, but Maureen scooted off quickly to set up for her filming (Maureen has become the official documentarian of the Stewart nieces and nephews). So Debbie sat along with us, and watched my sister Ellen and her husband Rich become stage parents. They set up the equipment, did the sound checks, sold their tickets (I was waiting for them to open a concession stand with T-shirts and posters). When the band came on, I scanned the crowd to see that it was mostly composed of an over 40 crowd (whose last time in a loud bar was the O.B.I. or Hammerheads). Well boy were they LOUD, and we were in the quiet seats. I saw some people turning their hearing aids off. But beyond the loudness, I really was impressed with their talent and their passion for performing. So after their 4 songs, we headed home.
We arrived home at 11:30. First, we had to check out Facebook, to see what Matt and Eddie had wrote about us (not insecure at all). It seems they had a pleasant time (Really just pleasant) with no mention of "can't wait to do it again". We need to try harder next time, because Matt and Eddie are on the in crowd of all gay social events on Long Island, so they could make us popular in a non-slutty way. We plopped into bed and watched the end of "I Remember Mama". I've made it my mission to get Jimmy into the old classics. We then were off to sleep.
Tonight is the precursor to the Academy Awards, The Golden Globes. Really it's an awards show for the 34 members of the foreign press, so they can schmooze with the Hollywood Elite of Movies and TV, but it's an awards show so I won't miss it. They mix up the awards by giving for talent (Meryl Streep for "Julie and Julia") or just because you're a really big star we want to meet (Sandra Bullock for "The Blind Side"). So I need to go press my Snuggy, get my notebook (for any blog moments), and pop my popcorn. Cocktails are a must, since the stars are drinking to (We can only hope for a Mariah Carey breakdown moment). So enjoy last night's performance by Last Stand (the incredibly handsome boy on the right is Clayton) and TaTa for now!
Saturday was a clean the house day, since the maid took off this week. It is so hard to get good help these days. So we slaved away putting away the last of the Christmas decorations and tidying up for our company last night. We had a double date with Matt and Eddie. Matt is like a big old teddy bear you just want to squeeze; while Eddie is one of the sweetest people you'll know. He reminds me of a old Jewish grandmother, especially when he looks at you over the rim of his glasses. He is one of those people that has an inherent need to help people, which I guess is why he became a teacher. He also is involved in the fund raising for Auntie M's helping hands and also a published playwright. They arrived at our house fashionably late, blaming the poor directions. Really, go straight make a left on Cuba Hill and second right after tracks can be so confusing? We sipped on wine that Eddie and Matt generously brought, while Matt devoured the cheese and crackers and nuts (We knew it was time to go when he began eyeing Sparky's food bowl). We then headed off to the restaurant called 34 New Street in Huntington, which is at 34 New St in Huntington (Original name, like a polish lesbian thought it up). The place was a lovely little bistro type place, with excellent food, but the waitress was a little intimidated I guess. For dessert, she asked if we would like some Earl Gay Tea. I think she might of figured out our story, but we let that Freudian slip go by. Then she offered us some Homo-made apple pie. I'm not sure if it was home-made or some big old queen was in the back baking away. Her service was excellent, so we generously tipped despite the gay slurs. We split the bill 4 ways, making Eddie and Matt foot some of our drinking bill (I feel so guilty, okay maybe just a little). We had to hurry off, because I kept receiving updates from my nephew Clayton that his band was going on earlier. I think Eddie and Matt thought that was our escape plan if we weren't having a good time (Not like they didn't have their own ("Have to get home early to stuff envelopes, for Eddie's gala 50th B'day party"). We got back home so Jimmy could give a proper tour of the house, then we efficiently evicted our guests.
The GPS system (We've named her Mabel, because of the nasty way she is always saying recalculating when you don't follow her directions) said we would be arriving at the Broadway Bar in Amityville with 5 minutes to spare. We arrived to find the place spattered with teens all over the place, which left the bar wide open for us. So we slipped into our seats and awaited Clayton's Band "Last Stand". He tried to change the name to Liquid Ice, but that idea melted when they realized that was just water. We got our Bombay and Tonics and said hello to all the other Stewart's who arrived. Dizzy arrived with our niece Courtney and friend, and since she was driving them she wouldn't be drinking (which just meant we wouldn't be buying her drinks). Maureen and Debbie arrived, but Maureen scooted off quickly to set up for her filming (Maureen has become the official documentarian of the Stewart nieces and nephews). So Debbie sat along with us, and watched my sister Ellen and her husband Rich become stage parents. They set up the equipment, did the sound checks, sold their tickets (I was waiting for them to open a concession stand with T-shirts and posters). When the band came on, I scanned the crowd to see that it was mostly composed of an over 40 crowd (whose last time in a loud bar was the O.B.I. or Hammerheads). Well boy were they LOUD, and we were in the quiet seats. I saw some people turning their hearing aids off. But beyond the loudness, I really was impressed with their talent and their passion for performing. So after their 4 songs, we headed home.
We arrived home at 11:30. First, we had to check out Facebook, to see what Matt and Eddie had wrote about us (not insecure at all). It seems they had a pleasant time (Really just pleasant) with no mention of "can't wait to do it again". We need to try harder next time, because Matt and Eddie are on the in crowd of all gay social events on Long Island, so they could make us popular in a non-slutty way. We plopped into bed and watched the end of "I Remember Mama". I've made it my mission to get Jimmy into the old classics. We then were off to sleep.
Tonight is the precursor to the Academy Awards, The Golden Globes. Really it's an awards show for the 34 members of the foreign press, so they can schmooze with the Hollywood Elite of Movies and TV, but it's an awards show so I won't miss it. They mix up the awards by giving for talent (Meryl Streep for "Julie and Julia") or just because you're a really big star we want to meet (Sandra Bullock for "The Blind Side"). So I need to go press my Snuggy, get my notebook (for any blog moments), and pop my popcorn. Cocktails are a must, since the stars are drinking to (We can only hope for a Mariah Carey breakdown moment). So enjoy last night's performance by Last Stand (the incredibly handsome boy on the right is Clayton) and TaTa for now!
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