December 2005 Archives
My favorite christmas present this year came wrapped in this Tom of Finland
wrapping paper (mine was black, though, not orange).
You can pick some up for yourself at Leatherpost.com. And don't worry - you don't have to use pink ribbon (in fact, I would advice against it).
wrapping paper (mine was black, though, not orange). You can pick some up for yourself at Leatherpost.com. And don't worry - you don't have to use pink ribbon (in fact, I would advice against it).
As if being single at the holidays isn't tough enough, leave it to Auntie M. to rub it in.
Nope. Not alone. I've got two snow people, a sheep, and a bunny to keep me happy. Sigh. Merry Christmas to you too, Auntie M. Merry Christmas to you.
Nope. Not alone. I've got two snow people, a sheep, and a bunny to keep me happy. Sigh. Merry Christmas to you too, Auntie M. Merry Christmas to you.
In my high school, the race to become student body president was always a big popularity contest. I could never understand why, given that student council actually seemed to require a lot of work ... which never got done ... which, come to think of it, probably explains why we never had decorations at dances or even a high school reunion.
The best speech I ever heard during student council elections was given by a 'new kid' who happened to be last in the queue to speak. After everyone else had gotten up and promised "longer lunch hours!" [cheers], "less homework!" [cheers], and "scrunchies at the school store!" [uncomfortable pause ... golf claps], our hero made his way to the podium, looked at the other candidates next to him, and said (as if he was a character in Heathers), "High School is bullshit." As the teachers rushed towards the podium to silence him, he pulled a live goldfish out of a plastic baggie filled with water, held it high over his mouth to show that it was alive, and dropped the flapping fishy right down his throat. As the teachers stopped dead in their tracks, he swallowed and managed to mumble, 'vote for me' into the microphone before walking calmly back to his seat next to the other candidates.
Of course, he won by a landslide, and that year student council was more productive than ever.
That said, I'm probably not going to swallow a live fish, but I would appreciate your vote for Best Gay Blog. Vote for me! If I win, I promise more male cheerleaders, a curriculum including gay pulp friction (i mean...fiction), and in depth sex ed classes for all. OK. FINE. If I win, I'll swallow a live fish. Happy?
The best speech I ever heard during student council elections was given by a 'new kid' who happened to be last in the queue to speak. After everyone else had gotten up and promised "longer lunch hours!" [cheers], "less homework!" [cheers], and "scrunchies at the school store!" [uncomfortable pause ... golf claps], our hero made his way to the podium, looked at the other candidates next to him, and said (as if he was a character in Heathers
), "High School is bullshit." As the teachers rushed towards the podium to silence him, he pulled a live goldfish out of a plastic baggie filled with water, held it high over his mouth to show that it was alive, and dropped the flapping fishy right down his throat. As the teachers stopped dead in their tracks, he swallowed and managed to mumble, 'vote for me' into the microphone before walking calmly back to his seat next to the other candidates. Of course, he won by a landslide, and that year student council was more productive than ever.
That said, I'm probably not going to swallow a live fish, but I would appreciate your vote for Best Gay Blog. Vote for me! If I win, I promise more male cheerleaders, a curriculum including gay pulp friction
(i mean...fiction), and in depth sex ed classes for all. OK. FINE. If I win, I'll swallow a live fish. Happy?
A recent email exchange:
Friend: As for MarieBelle, that's SO last year. That's where I got one of Mom's Xmas gifts last year. But, it can't be THAT last year cause she wants something else from there this year.Damn. I love living in this city.
Me: Did you really just say something was 'SO last year'? You've been living in NY way too long to be useful to society any longer. ... Congrats!
Friend: I can still be useful to other New Yorkers, right?
Me: Apparently the only uses that New Yorkers have for other New Yorkers are:
1) providing bitchy comments
2) disdainful looks
3) holes to stick things in
4) any combination of the above
in short, yes, you can still be useful to other New Yorkers ... well, after your bum heals, anyway.
Looking for that perfect holiday gift? D. recently turned me on to Spring Plum Tea available from MarieBelle retail locations. This tea comes wrapped in a tight ball which blooms in your cup as it steeps. What a surprise! Not only does this special tea taste amazing, but it's packaged in a signature tin that looks ... well ... like the tea cost a lot (which it does).
You can also find Aztec Hot Chocolate (Yum! Makes me think of Chocolat), boxed chocolates, and other special gifts.
If you're in NYC and want to sample some of the goodies, head to the Cacao Bar in SoHo (accessed through the rear of the MarieBelle shop).
You can also find Aztec Hot Chocolate (Yum! Makes me think of Chocolat
), boxed chocolates, and other special gifts. If you're in NYC and want to sample some of the goodies, head to the Cacao Bar in SoHo (accessed through the rear of the MarieBelle shop).
