tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34329702011-04-21T18:34:38.352-07:00Sunshine DayEverybody's Smilin'!Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comBlogger1021100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-898315122003-02-27T03:21:00.000-08:002003-02-27T03:21:20.920-08:00IT IS HERE.Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-891356242003-02-15T00:27:00.000-08:002003-02-15T00:44:39.000-08:00For various reasons, I've been thinking about my college experience lately. My ten year reunion is coming up this summer.I had a really unique and unusual college experience. Imagine this:No textbooks. No lectures. No tests. For four years.I attended a special program at my college that was like a "school within a school." Forty-two students started out in this program Freshman year. Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-890758792003-02-13T21:41:00.000-08:002003-02-13T21:41:07.523-08:00OK, I had to do it . . .It's a BRANILLA SUNDAE with SPRINKLILLIAM TEDS!!Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-887340962003-02-07T17:02:00.000-08:002003-02-07T17:13:16.000-08:00Not much of interest has been happening the last few days. Oh, yeah, except for the fact that there was a HUGE FUCKING EXPLOSION in the garage of the building I work in.It actually happened right before I got to work, and I am thankful that the security folks had their shit together enough to actually TELL me that the building had been evacuated before I went in. Several years ago, working in Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-885779152003-02-04T22:59:00.000-08:002003-02-04T22:59:43.670-08:00There's a flavor of Ben & Jerry's ice cream called Peanut Butter Me Up.It is half chocolate ice cream and half peanut butter ice cream, with fudge chips mixed in.But here's the amazing part . . .It has a Peanut Butter Caramel core.PEANUT BUTTER CARAMEL!!!The fact that Peanut Butter Caramel EXISTS is ample proof to me that the universe is benevolent.Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-883931732003-02-01T13:57:00.000-08:002003-02-01T15:25:22.000-08:00I can't write about it today. I don't want to. I'm ANGRY.I'm not watching TV.But I read something. I read that Mission Commander Rick Husband had two passions in his life: space flight, and singing.Rick grew up singing in Church and school choirs, and went on to sing in barbershop quartets.I found this pre-mission interview with Commander Husband, where he says:Oh, being able to sing, Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-882005492003-01-28T21:38:00.000-08:002006-06-30T20:49:00.486-07:00People often ask me, when the subject comes up, “What’s it like to be a psychic?”I answer this question a lot, mostly with quips like, “It’s really cool,” or “It sure is fun.”I’ve never written much about being psychic. Not sure why. It’s a huge part of my life.As far as time goes, I spend about twenty hours a week being “officially” psychic . . . giving psychic readings and spiritual healings,Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-881110932003-01-27T11:30:00.000-08:002003-01-27T11:59:16.000-08:00Let the Games Begin!!As of midnight - eleven hours ago - Blogwhore 2 is in full swing. Check it out. The madness promises to be even more frenetic this time, with twelve new contestants and most of the old ones returning for Peanut Gallery duty.Remember how in Back to the Future 2, a bunch of scenes from BTTF 1 were revisited from a different perspective in time and space? Look for Blogwhore 2Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-879809862003-01-24T15:13:00.000-08:002003-01-24T15:20:51.000-08:00A friend reminded me last night of something I've been meaning to share with you for a while but keep forgetting about . . .The Very Secret Diaries by Cassandra ClaireThese witty creations were first published online after the release of LOTR: The Fellowship of the Ring, and more installments are now being written since the release of Two Towers. They are concise, very creative diary-like short Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-878295742003-01-21T23:33:00.000-08:002006-06-30T20:53:34.880-07:00One of the things I've been doing with my new iBook is watching the DVD commentaries of LOTR: Fellowship of the Ring while I ride public transit. I've made it through the cast commentary, and these are my favorite parts (paraphrased):During a shot of Ian Holm as "Old Bilbo" in Rivendell, Ian McKellan says, "Ah, there's Mrs. Dench again!" He goes on to explain, "When I refer to Ian Holm as Mrs. Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-877103312003-01-19T20:24:00.000-08:002006-06-30T20:57:55.616-07:00OK, I'm blogging this live during the Golden Globes, because . . . well, why not?• Opening sequence with re-written Chacago lyrics: Abhorrent. • Did Meryl Streep just get up on stage and slowly, deliberately caress each of her breasts? And why does she have a scarf hanging off her ass?• OK, Brad Pitt is looking hotter tonight than he has since . . . well, since he played with the hair dryer Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-874950772003-01-15T13:18:00.000-08:002003-01-15T13:23:29.000-08:00I got this from a friend recently under the caption, "Oh nooooooooooooooo,
Frodo, how could you do it!?"Funny photomanip. Profound message. Are we living in a world where heroic quests fail?Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-872791642003-01-11T14:30:00.000-08:002006-06-30T21:02:52.240-07:00The regional critic for Talkin' Broadway and Broadway Stars has published his Year's Best list for San Francisco theater. I can't actually find the link, but I'm assured that a few of my shows are on it, including the one I was starring in around the time I began this blog, By Jupiter. The critic, in his original review of the play said:[WT] is farcical as the son, Sapiens. This is the first Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-870371882003-01-06T18:28:00.000-08:002003-01-06T18:29:19.000-08:00Hey, are you ready to seize the opportunity of a lifetime?Shel is gearing up to run Blogwhore 2: Revenge of Blogwhore, blogdom's Next Big Thing. And YOU could earn your place in blogging history as part of this spectacular competition.The original Blogwhore game was without question a formative experience in my blogging life. I had been doing this for all of two months when I landed my slot in Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-870351682003-01-06T17:42:00.000-08:002006-06-30T21:06:54.273-07:00New Year's Eve we went to a comedy show in the Village and ate burgers and Middle Eastern food while listening to six guys curse loudly, make fun of the audience, and talk about sex.I liked it.We spent most of our week in a hotel just off Times Square, right down the street from the new Hershey's Mega-Store on 48th Ave, where you can buy an orange teddy bear with the Reese's logo and a bizarre Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-869458502003-01-04T19:45:00.000-08:002006-06-30T21:09:31.560-07:00I'm BAAA-AACK!!I actually got back in Thursday night, but then I had work and class and life and stuff. And a special surprise I've been working on . . . more about that later.My trip to New York was absolutely wonderful. Saw seven amazing performances (five Broadway, one Lincoln Center, and an opera at the Met). Saw movies . . . "The Hours" on opening night, and "Chicago" on the second night Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-865664792002-12-26T16:46:00.000-08:002002-12-26T16:49:02.000-08:00Well, I haven't REALLY been neglecting you all as much as it seems over the past few weeks. Blogger just seems to be having a case of Seasonal Affective Disorder, or maybe just the plain old holiday blues. My posts seem to be taking FOREVER to actually update onto my blog. So instead of writing new posts, I've been spending excessive time fretting about which part of the Blogger pipeline the Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-864595672002-12-23T18:06:00.000-08:002006-06-30T21:12:41.100-07:00Well, I've got to write about my family sometime. Here's an intro. Today my syblings and I had a rare five-way e-mail conversation. I reproduce most of it below. Catie is the youngest, and the only girl. The cousin we talk about, JD, is college-aged.Catie: Would you guys be interested in going out to dinner for my birthday on the weekend of the 4th? Any ideas on a new place to go to? I amWilliamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-862943322002-12-19T16:31:00.000-08:002002-12-19T16:31:09.673-08:00Just read the New York Times review of Lord of the Rings. It says:"The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers" is rated PG-13 (Parents strongly cautioned) for pounding, long scenes of sword and flaming-catapult action and unsettling mystic evil.Do you think that's in the MPAA rating guidelines somewhere?"A film shall be rated PG-13 if it contains any of the following: strong language, brief nudity, Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-862815462002-12-19T11:05:00.000-08:002002-12-19T16:05:08.000-08:00Saw Lord of the Rings last night.All I'll say for now is this . . .Gollum has plumber's crack. And it's terrifying.Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-862428492002-12-18T15:59:00.000-08:002002-12-18T15:59:46.050-08:00Addition to below . . . I, too, am REALLY OMINOUS.Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-862425002002-12-18T15:51:00.000-08:002002-12-18T15:53:39.000-08:00OK, one of the reasons I love Eveline? Is that she tells me about cool stuff like this.Which dirty doll fits your Christmas shopping needs best?The redneck doll who says, "You've got pretty lips . . . mister."The leatherdoll who asks, "Wanna be my Rectum Romeo?"Phat Pimp, who says, "Ooww!!! You got some nice ass titties, bitch!"Or the Jewish American Princess doll who whines, "Don't point that Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-861372472002-12-16T16:13:00.000-08:002006-06-30T21:16:29.200-07:00You know, sifting through my referrals the last few days, I've discovered some great examples of how Google really is the best thing since sliced bread . . . even if it leads you slightly astray once in a while.For example, when you search Google for "martha stewart's popcorn ball recipe," you will find three websites - one of them mine. Not one of them contains a popcorn ball recipe. Bad Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-859668552002-12-13T15:03:00.000-08:002002-12-13T15:03:59.396-08:00Oh, by the way . . . I just bought my Two Towers ticket (at Movies.com) for the 11:00pm showing on opening night at the AMC 1000 Van Ness.Anyone else going to be there?Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-859659762002-12-13T14:39:00.000-08:002002-12-13T14:56:03.000-08:00I want to say hello to all the beautiful ladies at Ebanned!! They found my "Which Gay Sex Position Are You?" Quiz, and a bunch of them have been visiting. I seem to be the third-most popular quiz at their site right now . . . the first one being, of course, "What Kind of Porno Would You Star In?" and the second one being "Which Greek Godess Are You?".It was fun to discover Ebanned. Who knew Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-858142892002-12-10T18:13:00.000-08:002002-12-10T18:18:41.000-08:00Perhaps it's seasonal, but I feel that I am turning over several new leaves . . . releasing old boundaries, becoming more and more the "new me" . . . the one that is really the oldest, most ancient, most primal of all possible me's.The world is our perception of it. And my perceptions are changing. So my world is changing.Everything is a significator. Everything is an insight. Everything is Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-855641962002-12-05T16:13:00.000-08:002002-12-05T16:16:28.000-08:00OK, two minutes ago, I heard the funniest thing on the radio.I'm listening to "All Things Considered," a National Public Radio show being aired on KALW 97.1, one of San Francisco's great public radio stations. (Listen anywhere from the internet!). They did a segment on Strom Thurmond, 100 year old Republican US Senator from South Carolina ("The Palmetto State") who is about to retire. The Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-855143302002-12-04T18:14:00.000-08:002002-12-04T18:17:56.000-08:00If you don't know Betty Bowers by now . . . you should. The fate of your immortal soul may depend on it.She's the most fabulous Christian you'll ever meet. In her own words, she's "so close to Jesus, He validates my parking." And boy is she a crusader!! She is engaged in so many important ministries! For example, her ex-gay ministry, BASH (Baptists are Saving Homosexuals) - including her Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-851373012002-11-26T17:23:00.000-08:002002-11-26T17:25:06.000-08:00If you dare . . .Check out the "Shock-O-Meter." It measures your "shockability" by gradually exposing you to progressively more disgusting images until you wimp out.I'll be honest . . . I thought it would be no problem to get through this test. I mean they're just pictures, right? But they are GROSS. I made it almost to the end, but my stomach was REALLY upset by a few of the images. And Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-850786272002-11-25T15:32:00.000-08:002002-11-25T15:33:48.000-08:00Two Fridays ago, Hu Jintao was named the head of China's Communist Party.The following Monday, Chicago playwright James Sherman wrote the following:George: Condi! Nice to see you. What’s happening?Condi: Sir, I have the report here about the new leader of China.George: Great. Lay it on me.Condi: Hu is the new leader of China.George: That’s what I want to know.Condi: That’s what I’m telling Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-849450002002-11-22T14:42:00.000-08:002002-11-22T14:45:09.000-08:00I LOVE the internet!!!I've been talking lately about how much I love CSI. Well, last night, in what I believe to be the GROSSEST CSI episode EVER (including a corpse eaten by fireants, a boiling head, repeated graphic throat-slitting, and a porn actor with a gnarly cancerous mole), part of the investigation involved a website which supposedly lists which porn stars have been "quarantined" from Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-849439392002-11-22T14:14:00.000-08:002002-11-22T14:18:52.000-08:00A correspondence with my fabulous friend Dolores. (That's not her real name, of course. But that's what I'll call her here . . . because "it's an old family name . . .")She:Carrot Top.Harbinger of evil. Wrong in every way.I think he got a facelift.Me:Augh!!! Of all the demons to crawl out from under the shadow side of the early 90's, why does Messieur Le Top persist in tormenting us? I mean, Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-848273412002-11-20T11:00:00.000-08:002002-11-20T14:50:50.000-08:00LIFESTYLES OF THE WEIRD AND FAMOUS . . . This is not a digitally altered photo. This is a real, live picture of Michael Jackson dangling his infant son precariously off of a fourth floor balcony yesterday in Berlin.Say it with me now everybody . . . "WHAT the FUCK!?!?!?!"Even stranger . . . the poor child with a towel on his head is a nine-month-old mystery. No one knows where he came from. "Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-847858402002-11-19T15:26:00.000-08:002006-06-30T21:29:49.903-07:00OK . . . I'm back. I'm well. I'm not dead.The phlegm is gone . . . has been for a couple of days. I credit sushi with my miraculous recovery.I've attained this deep-seated belief that the body has its own wisdom in matters of health and diet. So while I was sick I really tried to listen to my body and see what it wanted. It said sushi. I'm still eating it.I also finished up one of my shows.Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-845460092002-11-14T14:23:00.000-08:002002-11-14T14:23:45.270-08:00This brief, unintented hiatus has been brought to you by the nasty cold virus that seems to be sweeping the West Coast, and the letter P (for Phlegm, the substance that seems to be controlling my life).I should be back in the saddle shortly!!Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-843515002002-11-10T23:22:00.000-08:002002-11-10T23:42:02.000-08:00An item of local interest:If you've ever been to the Cable Car Turnaround near the Embarcadero BART Station (just outside the Hyatt Hotel), you may have experienced the Shouting Man. He's kind of tall, thin, gray-haired, with hunched shoulders and a weathered face. On most sunny days, he sits on a bench and shouts things, randomly and explosively.For a shouter, he's pretty restrained. Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-841598772002-11-06T22:59:00.000-08:002002-11-06T23:04:05.000-08:00So I'm not sure exactly how it happened, but I'm officially obsessed with CSI. I watch three episodes a week . . . CSI: "Original Recipe," CSI: Miami, and the first season re-runs that are aired on TNN.I couldn't tell you what night each show airs on, because I watch them on TiVo. I don't have to worry about missing them or working them into my schedule. I just come home, and - miraculously! -Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-840911462002-11-05T17:54:00.000-08:002002-11-06T23:18:03.000-08:00I Am A: True Neutral Human Ranger
True Neutral characters are very rare. They believe that balance is the most important thing, and will not side with any other force. They will do whatever is necessary to preserve that balance, even if it means switching allegiances suddenly.
Humans are the 'average' race. They have the shortest life spans, and because of this, they tend to avoid the racial Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-840862422002-11-05T16:01:00.000-08:002002-11-05T16:01:27.420-08:00Why am I so excited about the opening of the new Harry Potter movie when the first one was such a disappointment?Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-840861932002-11-05T16:00:00.000-08:002002-11-05T16:00:33.560-08:00By the way, you know I like airing my dirty laundry here, so I'll let you in on a deep, dark secret of mine.When I'm running late some mornings, I have the TV on, and I see the beginning of "Regis & Kelly Live."And I'm starting to think Kelly Ripa is pretty damn adorable.I know, like everyone else, I expected her to be just a cut-rate, low-rent Kathy Lee. (As is Kathy Lee wasn't tacky enough Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-840859782002-11-05T15:56:00.000-08:002006-06-30T21:36:27.353-07:00So I was about to write another ranty tirade about the power of your shopping dollar, the supremacy of consumerism over environmental and social idealism as a motive for convincing companies and industries to "Do The Right Thing," and the essential hypocricy of the many boycotters who try to cause grief for American corporations (which, though perhaps the spawn of Satan, are at least functioningWilliamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-839501502002-11-02T23:40:00.000-08:002002-11-02T23:40:49.013-08:00So the REAL serious question that should be on everyone's mind these days . . .What exactly IS Grimace?This website has some theories. In the mythic pantheon of McDonaldLand characters, each character supposedly corresponds to a menu item. By process of elimination, Grimace must be a milkshake. Which might explain his apparent formless obesity, but doesn't do much to explain his Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-838499672002-10-31T16:24:00.000-08:002002-10-31T16:25:20.000-08:00So y'all know how I feel about the Rev. Fred Phelps' planned visits to my part of the planet throughout November to protest two high school productions of "The Laramie Project."Well, now there's this website that is collecting messages of support for the directors and casts of those two productions.It's designed for messages from theater professionals - which I know some of you are. But for you Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-837862162002-10-30T12:27:00.000-08:002006-06-30T21:42:34.013-07:00I must be on the (metaphorical) rag this month, because it seems like it's just rant, rant, rant around here lately.But hey . . . there's lots of weird, stupid shit going on these days. And I gotta call 'em like I see 'em. I actually feel a little like Alice in Wonderland, because I'm finding stuff coming out of my mouth that I never imagined - back in the days of my idealistic youth - that I Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-836785822002-10-28T12:31:00.000-08:002002-10-28T12:31:26.743-08:00Hey, you local folks . . . FYI . . . here are the details of my upcoming performances. I'll be appearing prominently in both shows listed on that page. So I'll be a busy boy through mid-December!(I've mentioned it before, but I can also be heard on the Cast Album of "Leave It To Me" which is mentioned at the bottom of that page.)Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-835347332002-10-25T18:42:00.000-07:002006-06-30T21:44:37.863-07:00Yes, friends and neighbors, the Rev. Phelps and his brain-eating clan of zombies did not DARE to show their faces at Gwen Araujo's funeral today, despite their public promises to be there in force, waving their tacky signs and shouting their vicious slogans in front of Gwen's greiving family.I was there, on the lookout. And the only signs in view were the ones saying "God Loves Gwen," "God LovesWilliamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-833731802002-10-22T15:37:00.000-07:002006-06-30T21:54:04.726-07:00Thought it couldn’t happen in your own back yard?For the last three days, I have only wanted to write about one thing. But when I sit down to do it, it just won't come out. I have too many thoughts & feelings about the situation, and they keep changing. So I'm just going to spit out the facts and some of my fragmented reactions to them so that I can move on and go back to talking about Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-828932842002-10-12T12:32:00.000-07:002002-10-12T12:35:57.000-07:00So you're out one night, you've had a few drinks, you meet someone, you hang out, talk a little, maybe you casually touch each other's arms and shoulders in a friendly/sexy kind of way, you play a little lip hockey when the moment presents itself . . .And in a brief flash of sobriety you realize that this is totally not a person you have any interest in ever seeing (or being seen with) again.WhenWilliamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-828611982002-10-11T15:23:00.000-07:002006-06-30T22:03:52.140-07:00I heard on the radio that there was a big protest this morning at the San Francisco Federal building. You know, because of the Congressional Resolution and all. They blockaded the doors with the express intent of disrupting the work of Federal Employees.Now, I'm not crazy about the idea of War with anyone. And I think that our Constitutional rights to freedom of speech, expression and assemblyWilliamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-827578632002-10-09T14:14:00.000-07:002002-10-09T15:13:50.000-07:00As I was getting ready for work this morning, I flipped on the TV and rejoiced to find Carol Channing on one of the morning shows, being interviewed about her new book.I have been obsessed with Ms. Channing since childhood, when I heard her distinctive voice on Marlo Thomas' 1974 recording of Free to Be . . . You and Me. (Click on Track 6, "Housework," to hear Carol. Then, if you'd really like Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-826067872002-10-06T14:39:00.000-07:002002-10-06T15:02:41.000-07:00LAQUETTA SHEPARD IS MY HEROFrom the SF Chronicle:Laquetta Shepard stands in silent defiance amid Ku Klux Klan members praying for white supremacy in Bowling Green, Ky. "I cried when I first got there and heard 'nigger,'" the Western Kentucky University senior said. The KKK'ers left moments later.(I got it from Jhames & Frankie.)Clearly, beauty conquers all.Just look at the picture . . . Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-826050432002-10-06T13:49:00.000-07:002002-10-06T13:50:21.000-07:00Just remember:Blogging is like the Hotel California.You can check out any time you likeBut you can never leave.
Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-826047202002-10-06T13:40:00.000-07:002002-10-06T15:23:51.000-07:00Re-org'ed my links, in an effort to become ever less linear.Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-825229112002-10-04T10:04:00.000-07:002002-10-04T10:04:21.000-07:00Wow! I just noticed . . . I am the #1 Google search result for "pictures of sexy cheerleaders doing naked dances."I feel as if my whole life is culminating in this one glorious moment.Now I just have to find some actual pictures of sexy naked male cheerleaders, to keep the visitors happy.That is what they're looking for, right?Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-824756252002-10-03T10:48:00.000-07:002002-10-03T11:14:11.000-07:00OK, I think I've figured it out. I know who is causing all the troubling problems in the world today - the economic decline, war, terrorism, crime, AIDS, the degeneration of public morality, the dismantling of the nuclear family, the destruction of the environment, the opression of Good Christians everywhere, the erosion of our civil and reproductive rights, the abuse of animals . . . It's the Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-823288322002-09-30T13:30:00.000-07:002006-06-30T22:16:51.836-07:00To jump on Choire's memory bandwagon for a moment . . .One of my Real Life peeps - we'll call him "Brenda" - reminded me (after reading about my encounter with a LaRouche minion), that Lyndon LaRouche was the one who brought Proposition 64 before California voters in 1986. This was the measure that would have created a "central registry" of people with positive HIV tests, and would have added Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-822945862002-09-29T19:45:00.000-07:002002-09-29T20:39:02.000-07:00So a few months ago, I got it in my head that it might be fun to go blonde. I've never been blonde. I've never been any color other than my natural color.Well, actually, blonde WAS my natural color when I was born, and for the first couple years of my life. Then my hair darkened.It's funny, but as I write this, I think that maybe my hair color changes with my soul. Born pure blonde, I Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-822022132002-09-27T11:09:00.000-07:002002-09-27T11:37:51.000-07:00"Honey . . . what's that odd smell wafting through the neighborhood?"*sniff* *sniff* "Oh, of course! It's . . . DECAYING CORPSE!"I'll bet you thought they made this shit up for the movies.Here in my lovely new neighborhood, about 6 blocks from my fabulous duplex apartment, there lived a gay 58-year-old Vietnam vet named Lee, who was described by his best friend as being a belligerent alcoholic Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-821137392002-09-25T14:44:00.000-07:002002-09-25T14:51:24.000-07:00So remember about a month ago, when I told you all about nineteen-year-old genius author Marty Beckerman? Well, not too long after that, I got the latest update from his Yahoo Group mailing list. The "coincidence" was too compelling. I could resist no longer. After reading him for years . . . I just had to e-mail him. Here's what I wrote:Ah, Marty. Marty Marty Marty.It's fate, I'm telling youWilliamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-821103962002-09-25T13:28:00.000-07:002006-06-30T22:28:25.053-07:00An amusing thing happened to me on September 11th.I was walking down Market Street in Downtown SF, and I passed by a man with a table full of some kind of political literature and paraphernalia. I wasn’t paying much attention. I noticed something about “Peace.” Someone threw a bitter comment at him, and he said, kind of under his breath - but also so that everyone within five yards could hear -Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-817446772002-09-17T16:17:00.000-07:002002-09-17T16:23:55.000-07:00Haha! So this weekend during the psychic convention, the "big world event" was the delivery of one of the big mac-daddy terrorists into American hands.I would say that maybe this is indicative of the energy on the planet heading in a good direction . . . except that things here in the good ol' U S of A are looking more and more like Orwell's 1984 every day. So who knows if this guy they Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-815710932002-09-13T14:53:00.000-07:002002-09-13T14:53:43.980-07:00Well, I'm off for the weekend to a psychic convention. Weird things seem to happen when we have these events . . . so many psychics in one place shifts the planet's energy patterns. The stock market goes berserk, there are outbreaks of violence in the Middle East, buildings blow up . . . oh wait, that happens every day now. (Remember just a year and a few days ago, that wasn't the case.)So in Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-814809182002-09-11T17:03:00.000-07:002002-09-11T17:03:50.310-07:00There was a funny sketch on MAD TV a few months ago that I saved on my TiVo. It was a classroom scene where an eccentric woman was teaching “Drama Queens 101 . . . where the world revolves around YOU!” She had two students role play an example: “James . . . your mother has just been diagnosed with a terminal illness. Abby . . . make it about YOU!” Abby fails miserably by showing signs of humanWilliamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-812077372002-09-05T15:25:00.000-07:002002-09-05T15:49:08.000-07:00Time for true confessions.My music tastes are tragically unhip compared to those of many of my blogger brethren and sisteren. I've been avoiding this topic for fear of exposing the perversity of my listening habits, but I guess it's time to come clean.Mostly, I listen to music at my day job. I pop in a CD, plug in the headphones, and juggle e-mails, documents and spreadsheets to my heart's Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-811509152002-09-04T11:55:00.000-07:002002-09-04T11:55:10.790-07:00Here's an e-mail from a friend of mine . . . let's call him G-man . . . What's wrong with NY theatre is that it doesn't get smart fare like this, soon at the Barbican in London: VELVET LOUNGEGenre DramaSynopsis: Le Salon de Velour returns promising another evening of comedy and cabaret with Nina Conti, a charmingly obscene ventriloquist act with a small monkey and Madame Galina Korsakova, a Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-807988252002-08-27T16:57:00.000-07:002002-08-28T17:01:42.000-07:00So my show this weekend was "a knock-your-socks-off evening" and "one of the true highlights of the year," according to the Contra Costa Times. As King Arthur, I was "slyly funny."Gotta be happy with a review like that. Theater reviews need to be written with great economy of words (due to considerations of space), and reviewers don't usually get to mention everything that they want to. So Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-807429622002-08-26T13:32:00.000-07:002002-08-26T13:32:45.810-07:00Countdown - 9 days to liberation from dial-up access.Yes, sad to say, my fabulous new apartment is not in an area where cable modem service is available. So we're getting DSL set up, but for some arcane reason it takes the phone company a few weeks to get it up and running on a new phone line.Add high speed internet access to the list of things (like bottled water and ATM's) that I never Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-807407412002-08-26T12:35:00.000-07:002002-08-26T12:42:21.000-07:00From the surreal reality files:I've seen many "Wet Paint" signs in my life. But what I saw in the office on Friday was a first for me.I walked by what I thought was a "Wet Paint" sign, only to realize that they weren't exactly painting. The sign was on a previously unfinished wooden door to which coloring agents had been applied so that it would match the other doors in the office.The sign saidWilliamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-806354982002-08-23T17:09:00.000-07:002002-08-23T17:15:23.000-07:00So, the story of the miraculous, amazing apartment from heaven . . . In January, my hubby finished up grad school and moved back to town after a year and a half in Indiana. (Wonder why I didn't go with him?) While he was away, I lived with my mom in the 'burbs. Once he came back, we both lived with my mom until he got a steady income going. By May, we were ready to get our own place. Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-805810882002-08-22T12:41:00.000-07:002002-08-22T12:45:31.000-07:00I had a traumatic experience this weekend. Saturday morning, I watched a nun almost get raped. The worst part of it was . . . the nun was played by Mary Tyler Moore. There was just something very, very wrong about watching a young Mary Tyler Moore get almost raped. As the knife-wielding juvenile delinquent kissed her neck and violently began to tear her nightgown from her body, I kept Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-802897062002-08-15T13:24:00.000-07:002002-08-15T13:26:53.000-07:00Just to explain any silence you might experience from me over the next few days . . . the husband and I have been in the process this week of preparing for our move from Berkeley to the Glen Park neighborhood of San Francisco. The movers show up tomorrow morning at 8:00am.This is, of course, all happening kind of suddenly, and while I'm in eight-hour-a-day rehearsals for a show which goes up Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-801997802002-08-13T13:22:00.000-07:002002-08-13T13:26:58.000-07:00Next stop on the irony express . . . Yesterday, I was going to write about how ironic it was that I am enjoying Kurt Vonnegut's "Timequake" so much, since it is virtually all ideas and no plot . . . and just last week I said I disliked Tom Robbins' "Skinny Legs and All" for precisely those reasons. Then I ran across Bill's discussion of irony, which made me wonder . . . is my enjoyment of Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-799691132002-08-07T22:02:00.000-07:002002-08-07T22:11:54.000-07:00So I finished "Skinny Legs and All" by Tom Robbins. (It was a Book Club book.) There are some wonderful things about it - the man is truly a master of gonzo rollercoaster prose - but I wouldn't recommend it. All style, no story. Way too many ideas getting in the way of the plot.The most enjoyable parts of the book for me were the ones involving the inanimate characters. Yes, several of the Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-799119552002-08-06T16:25:00.000-07:002002-08-06T16:28:24.000-07:00I know this isn't an issue for most of my readers, but I give fair warning . . . if you are not already gay, or at least kind of bi, think twice before clicking on this link. It has amazing magical powers. You may just find yourself suddenly a-hankerin' for some hot homo love.If you are already non-straight, go for it. Knowing such a thing exists is gauranteed to make you even gayer.Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-798359452002-08-04T23:53:00.000-07:002002-08-05T00:02:43.000-07:00Where can you get life-changing insights AND explicit pictures of totally hot men getting it on sixteen different ways? RIGHT HERE . . .WARNING: This is probably the LEAST work-safe quiz you will ever take.I thought this one up for Blogwhore: the Webgame, but since I was working under deadline, the final product had a few glitches in it. So this is the new, improved, "finally ready for Prime Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-797990212002-08-03T23:40:00.000-07:002002-08-03T23:44:04.000-07:00I must cop to my true geekdom. Tonight, I bought myself the Lord of the Rings Tarot Deck. I will spend the rest of the evening reading thoughtfully through each card.The great part is, it is not only a Tarot deck, but also a fun and easy to play adventure card game.Anyone want to play sometime?Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-796080452002-07-30T13:04:00.000-07:002002-07-30T13:04:02.066-07:00For once I'm actually giving people advanced notice!Bay Area folk, check out the "Coming Soon" section of this page. I will be playing King Arthur in the upcoming production of Connecticut Yankee at the Herbst Theater in San Francisco. Davis Gaines and I even have a duet together!Come see it . . . the story is fun, the music is classic, and the chorus boys are HOT.Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-794780522002-07-27T09:47:00.000-07:002002-07-27T09:47:58.173-07:00Call me a pleasure pig . . . I'm going on my third "vacation" this month!!! Headed to Mendocino for the weekend. I guess I'm in quest of ever deeper and deeper levels of relaxation.Vacations are awesome. But it's hard to get the housework done when you're never home . . .Oh, well. You people don't want to hear about housework anyway, do you? You want to hear about exotic California vacation Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-793208002002-07-23T15:41:00.000-07:002002-07-23T15:56:20.000-07:00For the last few months, I have been using a "caller ID" phone at home for the first time in my life. (I know, I've been really behind the times in this area.)It still strikes me as kind of odd when the little name shows up in the digital window, telling me who is on the other end of the line. Having "veto power" over incoming calls is pretty intoxicating, but there are many perplexing Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-792911342002-07-22T23:13:00.000-07:002002-07-22T23:31:20.000-07:00So, I think it's time I confessed something to you, my faithful readers . . . something I don't admit to everyone.I belong to a book club.I don't know why I find this so shameful to admit. Maybe it's because I think people will assume I'm involved in some kind of Oprah / Kelly Ripa inspired suburban housewife orgy of shallowness. But this is not Kelly's Book Club. And it sure as hell isn't Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-792900542002-07-22T22:43:00.000-07:002002-07-22T22:43:37.993-07:00I'm BAAAAA-AAACK!!!So Blogwhore: the Webgame is going out with a bang. There will be a wild chat session on Wednesday night this week, during which the winner will be announced. Come join us for catty banter, smack talk, unsubtle innuendo, and all manner of Whore-alicious fun. All you need to do is join the official Blogwhore Yahoo Group and show up Wednesday nite. Winner will be announced Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-789831632002-07-15T11:40:00.000-07:002006-06-30T23:22:19.410-07:00Well, gentle readers . . . the time has come. Last night, I was voted out of Blogwhore: The Webgame. It's funny . . . the game was originally scheduled to last for six weeks, and to be finished by yesterday (at the latest). When I started playing, I had a very clear intention: To be the one Blogwhore left standing on July 14th, the last possible day of the game. Then on the 15th, I would Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-788100452002-07-11T00:09:00.000-07:002002-07-11T00:12:30.000-07:00No, no, I'm not dead. It's funny . . . I had such a great action-packed three day vacation (and even got to enjoy Blogging about it) . . . that when I got back I felt like I needed a vacation from my vacation!!But aside from my personal issues, from a psychic perspective it seems like it's been a very hard week for bloggers. People seem to be going on hiatus left and right, either for a few Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-786385382002-07-06T21:52:00.000-07:002002-07-06T21:58:35.000-07:00OK, St. Helena ended up being pretty cute, but the real highlight of the day was going to the Napa County Fair. We had no clue that it was this weekend. We just stumbled upon it. BD had never been to a County Fair before, and he was stunned. He looked around at the cheap food trailers, the dangerous-looking midway rides, and the Flower Arranging exhibition and said, "I thought they made theseWilliamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-785942352002-07-05T12:55:00.000-07:002002-07-05T13:06:17.000-07:00Vacation, Day 1 - After spending a leisurely afternoon stocking up on reading material from the best bookstores in Berkeley, we gave the car a good washing and then hit the open road. We ended up . . . at the Travelodge in Downtown Santa Rosa.What kind of vacation destination is that, you ask? Well, we've never stayed in Santa Rosa before, and it never would have occurred to me to vacation hereWilliamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-785612092002-07-04T13:39:00.000-07:002002-07-05T12:40:56.000-07:00Happy Independence Day!!! I encourage everyone to celebrate today by being as independent as you possibly can. Don't take shit from anyone today!!!The concert on Monday was a huge success. I'll tell you all about it, but I'm waiting for a review to come out first so that I can compare and contrast my perspective with the reviewer's. : )So the husband and I are going away for a few days of Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-784276602002-07-01T11:44:00.000-07:002002-07-01T12:03:07.000-07:00Some Miscellaneous Notes: I was just lazing around in bed, having a late morning, and my radio alarm went off and reminded me to stop lazing. The song on the radio?You spin me right 'round, baby, right round, like a record baby, right round, round, round . . .I started cracking up, because I haven't heard that song in years, but I just quoted it the other day as a way of working Adam Curry into Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-783570902002-06-29T11:53:00.000-07:002002-06-29T20:07:08.000-07:00So I've been wanting to blog about this for a while, because it's a pretty big deal, but it's been pushed aside by, you know, the politics of patriotism and the Quest for Ultimate Blogwhoredom and stuff. But Monday night, I will be appearing at the historic Herbst Theater in San Francisco as part of a concert called "It's a Grand Night for Rodgers." Public Radio listeners in other parts of the Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-783288982002-06-28T14:40:00.000-07:002006-06-30T23:55:39.706-07:0034 PARAGRAPHS ABOUT 182 BLOGGERSA vignette from the fag files: I was just living a dull, synthetic life until the night that electrolicious bentkid walked into my world. He was a troubled diva, a total fantabulosa jockohomo, full of bald sarcasm and vicious thinks. He and his jadedju friends - so very posh! - snacked on absinthe and peppermints, corn and death, while the rest of us ultramundaneWilliamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-782856592002-06-27T14:46:00.000-07:002002-06-27T14:48:00.000-07:00AUUUUUUGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!I swear to God people are such FUCKING IDIOTS!!! Nothing has outraged me more in recent history than the shallow, idiotic press coverage and “public outcry” around the court decision yesterday that the “Pledge of Allegiance” is unconstitutional. I understand strong reactions. I really do. And I sympathize with both sides of the debate. But PEOPLE PLEASE!!!! History! Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-781664962002-06-24T22:55:00.000-07:002002-06-24T23:06:49.000-07:00A small slice of William Ted's life . . .A couple weekends ago, I was at a toy store to buy cheap plastic kazoos for my church choir. (Don't ask.) At the checkout stand, I grabbed a bag of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans. These are the little treats straight out of the Harry Potter books. They're made by Jelly Belly, with their usual assortment of candy flavors (Banana, Lemon Drop, Toasted Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-781450172002-06-24T12:48:00.000-07:002002-06-24T12:56:02.000-07:00Inspired by Christine's recent post, I just had to dredge up a few more great Weekend Update quotes on terrorism for her . . . and anyone else who finds it funny. You have to admire the talent and determination of the SNL cast and crew. Like all other New Yorkers, they must have been severely shocked and depressed after 9/11, and on top of that they had anthrax in their studio building. But Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-780141492002-06-20T23:07:00.000-07:002002-06-20T23:08:44.000-07:00Gentle readers: Commenting has been enabled at Ultimate Blogwhore. Check it out and say your piece. Now YOU can be a part of the action!!Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-780022262002-06-20T17:20:00.000-07:002002-06-20T17:20:08.020-07:00So I got my poetry crawl up and running. Let me know if you experience any problems with it. Do you like it, or is it giving you headaches and epileptic fits?I'll be working on ways to vary the content.Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-779219302002-06-18T22:13:00.000-07:002002-06-18T22:13:36.943-07:00So if all has gone well, my blog is now slightly prettier.Jhames is totally psychic. In his comment the other day, he vocalized exactly what I have been thinking myself . . . I'm not happy only posting every couple of days. MUST. BLOG. MORE.And in looking at why I haven't been blogging more, I discovered one major evil obstacle, the bane of my Blogging existence:NETSCAPE.Not to get into the Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-776694542002-06-12T14:19:00.000-07:002002-06-12T14:20:37.000-07:00Hot DAMN!!! I've been meaning to mention this . . . I'm on a CD that was just released, the San Francisco Cast recording of the obscure Cole Porter musical "Leave It to Me." Mostly I'm singing in the chorus, but I'm featured in two songs on the album.Now, you have to understand, for people into show music, Footlight Records in New York is Mecca. Footlight is the bomb, the shit, the bling-blingWilliamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-774408722002-06-06T17:35:00.000-07:002002-06-06T20:51:04.000-07:00So, for those of you who don’t know yet, I’m part of Shel’s Survivor-style Ultimate Blogwhore competition. I was eligible for the competition due to my Blogwhore 9 victory, and I seized the opportunity like a huge power tool . . . with both hands.Round one is over. Eleven contestants are left in the game. Tribal Councils happen every Wednesday and Saturday, and someone gets voted off the blog.Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-765968552002-05-15T17:05:00.000-07:002002-05-15T17:17:54.000-07:00Where can you find the coolest online giftshop in cyberspace?Where's the only place in the world you can get a Farrah Fawcett Doll Head Shrine?Where can you get a shark stapler?Where can you get sweet, gooey candy you have to suck out of a plastic spider's ass?Where can you get sushi pops?Where can you get mutant celebrity dolls so demented in concept that they should never have existed in the Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-755246202002-04-17T16:51:00.000-07:002002-04-17T16:52:23.000-07:00Come see this show!Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3432970.post-754807392002-04-16T15:43:00.000-07:002002-04-16T15:47:06.000-07:00Excerpts from the director's written notes to me regarding Sunday's rehearsal: ". . . as discussed, generally shy away from the slavering pornographic side of things . . ." ". . . when you go too far, it's rather interesting in a somewhat disturbing way, but not funny . . ."". . . more Gypsy Rose and less Mazeppa . . ."Williamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391959311274752920noreply@blogger.com