July 2006 Archives
What? The bitch doesn't post for two weeks and suddenly there's a campaign to encourage him to post? Puh-leese. The only reason I want Toby to come back is so that I have something to read to make me wretch up my dinner every night (hey, a boy's gotta look his best in the summer time).
After waiting eagerly for months ... no, actually years ... for the movie Strangers With Candy to be released, I was thrilled to finally be able to see this prequel to one of my favorite TV shows. Flocking to the theater with A. and P. (and another hundred or so gay men), we arrived a bit too late and had to take seats in the fourth row of the theater (an all-to-common occurance in my movie-going of late). Although this made Jerri's butt look a bit wider than was probably intended (or perhaps not), it did give us a close view of what was inside Jerri Blank's locker. The minute I saw the locker door, I recognized the slightly blurred image as one that I had ripped out of a magazine years ago (yeah, bitch, I've been an Amy Sedaris fan longer than you have).
After returning home, I quickly found the magazine tear still fresh on my desk (well, about as fresh as Jerri's moist snack cake). Apparently, the image accompanied an article about Amy in Metrosource in 2001. It's great, isn't it?
On a bit of a sidenote, one of my first jobs in NY was working on a show in which the talented Ms. Sedaris was performing. Every single night of the show, I almost pissed myself laughing so hard at her.
In short, go see the movie. It's hil-AR-ious.
After returning home, I quickly found the magazine tear still fresh on my desk (well, about as fresh as Jerri's moist snack cake). Apparently, the image accompanied an article about Amy in Metrosource in 2001. It's great, isn't it?
On a bit of a sidenote, one of my first jobs in NY was working on a show in which the talented Ms. Sedaris was performing. Every single night of the show, I almost pissed myself laughing so hard at her.
In short, go see the movie. It's hil-AR-ious.
