1. Initials moved into his new apartment yesterday. As previously mentioned, I hate his new roommate and her militantly vegan girlfriend. (I'm sure there will some stories about her in the future.) Things are kind of tense since he found the blog, which was only exacerbated by the fact that his new roommate is really being a bitch and has gotten less packing done in two weeks than Initials did yesterday, and her shit is taking over the entire living room. She wants a craft room, since she can't fit all of her sewing and quilting crap in her room. Of course, when all of her sewing and quilting crap in the living room, there isn't enough room for things like the couch, the tv stand, and the coffee table.
2. My summer sublet fell through. The acquaintance from whom I was planning on subletting broke his leg, and therefore won't be leaving to help out at some summer camp up north. My lease ends on the 31st, and I'm more than freaking out. I have a tentative one bedroom lined up; unfortunately I have to work all day today so unless I get the email in like, five minutes, and they have someone available to show the place after 6 tonight, I'm shit out of luck. (Although according to craigslist, my apartment complex has some rooms available, so I may be able to extend my lease.)
3. My best friend spent last semester studying abroad in Prague, and is returning this weekend. We have tentative plans to live together in the fall. There will lots of drunken stories. Lots.
May 29, 2007
May 25, 2007
Best of TV
Now that both finals and finales are over (OMG AMERICAN IDOL AMERICAN IDOL RAH RAH) its time to list my favorite shows of the season.
1. The View: Love her or hate her, Rosie O'Donnell certainly kicked things up a notch this year on the View. Actually, I have no idea about that, I only started watching after she replaced Meredith Viera. It's now become must-see TV for me, but only when Rosie is around. She's the only one who can put Elizabeth in her place. Elizabeth is enough to make me turn off the show completely: I can understand conservativism, especially when it makes sense, but Elizabeth can barely reguritate the FOX news talking points without bumbling into talk of "he Terrorists" and "As a mother."
2. 30 Rock: Certainly the most underrated gem of the year, in the same way that Freaks and Geeks or Arrested Development were in years past. Tight, witty writing led by probably the only truely funny person on SNL for the past five years, with a cast of people I never really associated as funny before (eg Tracy Jordan) but now find delightful. One of the few shows I made an appointment to watch. Fortunately, it was available for free online for those few times I missed it.
3. The Simpsons: I've never given up on the Simpsons. Sure, it has its ups and downs, but after 18 years, it's still going strong. After the one-two punch of the season finales (You Kent Always Get What You Want and 24 Minutes) it's hard to think of a more subversive show on television. The movie, coming on in July, is the only movie coming out this summer that I'm willing to wait in line for, and possibly even in costume.
4. Law & Order: Another show that's been on the air for decades, and its easy to figure out why this show has been overlooked. When a show has been syndicated five to six times a day, its easy to forget about the new episodes, especially when originals aired Friday nights. Law & Order is an institution, and while SVU may get better ratings, it's still the mothership, and doesn't kowtow to NBC-style sensationalism (you know what I'm talking about).
5. Sarah Silverman Show: Sarah Silverman has been my favorite comic for a while now. I bought Jesus is Magic when it first came out, and I think her part in the Aristocrats kept true to the joke in the way that the others didn't. I'm a big fan of shock humor, especially as insults, and Sarah walks the magical line between full-blown racism and metaracism, which I'm not entirely sure exists, but I read it in a review of Jesus is Magic and I like the term.
Fortunately, all are coming back for another year. I haven't paid a whole lot of attention to the upfronts this year, but nothing really got me excited, at least not yet. But, of course, if Gay Robot mysteriously gets picked up, all bets are off.
(Damnit! I did have this movie posted before Towleroad, I swear. I tend to stay away from gay and entertainment news because everyone goes to Towleroad for that kind of stuff anyway, but I thought I had him beat this time.)
1. The View: Love her or hate her, Rosie O'Donnell certainly kicked things up a notch this year on the View. Actually, I have no idea about that, I only started watching after she replaced Meredith Viera. It's now become must-see TV for me, but only when Rosie is around. She's the only one who can put Elizabeth in her place. Elizabeth is enough to make me turn off the show completely: I can understand conservativism, especially when it makes sense, but Elizabeth can barely reguritate the FOX news talking points without bumbling into talk of "he Terrorists" and "As a mother."
2. 30 Rock: Certainly the most underrated gem of the year, in the same way that Freaks and Geeks or Arrested Development were in years past. Tight, witty writing led by probably the only truely funny person on SNL for the past five years, with a cast of people I never really associated as funny before (eg Tracy Jordan) but now find delightful. One of the few shows I made an appointment to watch. Fortunately, it was available for free online for those few times I missed it.
3. The Simpsons: I've never given up on the Simpsons. Sure, it has its ups and downs, but after 18 years, it's still going strong. After the one-two punch of the season finales (You Kent Always Get What You Want and 24 Minutes) it's hard to think of a more subversive show on television. The movie, coming on in July, is the only movie coming out this summer that I'm willing to wait in line for, and possibly even in costume.
4. Law & Order: Another show that's been on the air for decades, and its easy to figure out why this show has been overlooked. When a show has been syndicated five to six times a day, its easy to forget about the new episodes, especially when originals aired Friday nights. Law & Order is an institution, and while SVU may get better ratings, it's still the mothership, and doesn't kowtow to NBC-style sensationalism (you know what I'm talking about).
5. Sarah Silverman Show: Sarah Silverman has been my favorite comic for a while now. I bought Jesus is Magic when it first came out, and I think her part in the Aristocrats kept true to the joke in the way that the others didn't. I'm a big fan of shock humor, especially as insults, and Sarah walks the magical line between full-blown racism and metaracism, which I'm not entirely sure exists, but I read it in a review of Jesus is Magic and I like the term.
Fortunately, all are coming back for another year. I haven't paid a whole lot of attention to the upfronts this year, but nothing really got me excited, at least not yet. But, of course, if Gay Robot mysteriously gets picked up, all bets are off.
(Damnit! I did have this movie posted before Towleroad, I swear. I tend to stay away from gay and entertainment news because everyone goes to Towleroad for that kind of stuff anyway, but I thought I had him beat this time.)
at
9:21 AM
May 21, 2007
Hillary's Eyebrows
For the past week, the more politically-leaning blogs have been making suggestions for Hillary Clinton's theme song which is, of course, leading to lots of joke suggestions, such as "Worldwide Suicide" by Pearl Jam, "The Bitch is Back" by Elton John, and "First We Take Manhattan" by Leonard Cohen.
And here, in MP3 format for your downloading pleasure, is my addition to the joke suggestions.
Hillary's Eyebrows by Phranc, who bills herself as the "All-American Jewish Lesbian Folksinger," which comprises a large chunk of Hillary's base.
And here, in MP3 format for your downloading pleasure, is my addition to the joke suggestions.
Hillary's Eyebrows by Phranc, who bills herself as the "All-American Jewish Lesbian Folksinger," which comprises a large chunk of Hillary's base.
at
12:41 PM
May 18, 2007
Currently Reading:
I'm too lazy to mess with the HTML to insert one of those "Currently Reading" lists in the sidebar. I am not too lazy, however, to insert jpgs of the covers of the books I'm reading onto pictures of cute naked boys, to give you a NSFW summer reading list, of sorts. You really shouldn't be reading blogs at work, anyway, especially a blog that Best Gay Blogs considers to be the uncut cock headquarters of the internet (I think their coding is off).
Anyways, hopefully the naked pictures will half-make up for the fact that I haven't posted all week. I mean, when in doubt, post hot pics, right?

The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie by Muriel Spark

A Confederacy of Dunces by John Kennedy Toole

The Sea, The Sea by Iris Murdoch

The Sound and the Fury by William Faulkner

The Blind Assassin by Margaret Atwood
Anyways, hopefully the naked pictures will half-make up for the fact that I haven't posted all week. I mean, when in doubt, post hot pics, right?

The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie by Muriel Spark

A Confederacy of Dunces by John Kennedy Toole

The Sea, The Sea by Iris Murdoch

The Sound and the Fury by William Faulkner

The Blind Assassin by Margaret Atwood
at
11:13 AM
May 11, 2007
Support the Arts
I'm just at the cusp of thinking high school boys are hot. Or rather, I'm at the cusp of thinking high school boys are hot and not having it be totally creepy. It's like the old saying--the thing about high school girls is that they never get older, but you do, so you might as well get as much tight high school ass while you can.
Whenever I hear that at the museum we have a tour of high schoolers coming, I always get a little excited. Sure, at 22 it's not necessarily legal for me to be taking high school freshman or sophomores into the back closet, but juniors are iffy, and seniors are totally game. I mean, we've all seen "Friday Night Lights" and "Dawsons Creek" and "High School Sluts" and "Tutoring the Jocks" and high schoolers are totally hot.
Of course, when they all showed up, it was... disappointing.
I'd forgotten that high school boys don't have asses yet. Their backsides are flat as a board, and I swear one of the boys' ass actually inverted and went in. Their legs were all chickenscratch, except for the fat ones, and it's not like I'm going to sleep with or ogle over any of them. They were all scrawny, with tuffs of hair growing from their sideburns and on their upper lips, and you can just tell that they're proud of the wisps. Two boys were wearing eye-liner.
It got worse.
While making the tour of the pernament collection, the docent led them around to the Frida Kahlo, and asked if anyone could guess whose work it was. They all stared blankly, until the docent answered her own question, slightly surprised that no one had heard of her. After revealing the artist, the only guy who could possibly be considered remotely cute blurted out, totally serious "Is that like Phil Collins?"

(Support the Arts.)
Whenever I hear that at the museum we have a tour of high schoolers coming, I always get a little excited. Sure, at 22 it's not necessarily legal for me to be taking high school freshman or sophomores into the back closet, but juniors are iffy, and seniors are totally game. I mean, we've all seen "Friday Night Lights" and "Dawsons Creek" and "High School Sluts" and "Tutoring the Jocks" and high schoolers are totally hot.
Of course, when they all showed up, it was... disappointing.
I'd forgotten that high school boys don't have asses yet. Their backsides are flat as a board, and I swear one of the boys' ass actually inverted and went in. Their legs were all chickenscratch, except for the fat ones, and it's not like I'm going to sleep with or ogle over any of them. They were all scrawny, with tuffs of hair growing from their sideburns and on their upper lips, and you can just tell that they're proud of the wisps. Two boys were wearing eye-liner.
It got worse.
While making the tour of the pernament collection, the docent led them around to the Frida Kahlo, and asked if anyone could guess whose work it was. They all stared blankly, until the docent answered her own question, slightly surprised that no one had heard of her. After revealing the artist, the only guy who could possibly be considered remotely cute blurted out, totally serious "Is that like Phil Collins?"

(Support the Arts.)
at
8:32 AM
May 4, 2007
Good News!
(You can tell I'm gay because as soon as I typed that title I got the theme to the musical Good News stuck in my head.)
And now I, a Felix Pollak award-winning writer, shall explain just exactly what the Felix Pollak award is.
My senior thesis, a collection of poems called "Stalin's Atom Bomb" won the Felix Pollak award for the best book-length manuscript of original poetry. It's a thousand dollar prize and something incredibly kickass for my CV. It's one of the nicer contests in the country for unpublished authors. Unofficially, it will pretty much guarantee my place in any creative writing graduate program in the country, and more or less ensure that I won't have to pay for it.
In other good news, I'm now employed! While I haven't joined the 9-5 hustle and bustle workaday grind of the rats scurrying around their offices striving for that elusive metaphoric cheese, I will be picking up a paycheck twice a month for my part-time services at the museum of contemporary art.
Go team me.
And now I, a Felix Pollak award-winning writer, shall explain just exactly what the Felix Pollak award is.
My senior thesis, a collection of poems called "Stalin's Atom Bomb" won the Felix Pollak award for the best book-length manuscript of original poetry. It's a thousand dollar prize and something incredibly kickass for my CV. It's one of the nicer contests in the country for unpublished authors. Unofficially, it will pretty much guarantee my place in any creative writing graduate program in the country, and more or less ensure that I won't have to pay for it.
In other good news, I'm now employed! While I haven't joined the 9-5 hustle and bustle workaday grind of the rats scurrying around their offices striving for that elusive metaphoric cheese, I will be picking up a paycheck twice a month for my part-time services at the museum of contemporary art.
Go team me.
at
9:44 AM
May 2, 2007
Attention:
You are now reading the blog of a Felix Pollak award winning writer.
Tell your friends.
Tell your friends.
at
10:55 AM
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Here lies a most ridiculous raw youth, indulging himself in the literary graces that he once vowed to eschew. Now he just rocks out.