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New post, put up over here.
Again, please don't change your URL bookmarks and stuff like that. I'm still waiting for Webmistress to point stuff in the right direction....
No need to update your links or RSS feeds, but you can sneak-peek my bland new migration blog here.
I still need to restore my blogroll there and add some flavor, but I'm over Moveable Type. Webmistress will redirect URL requests from here to there. Again, no need to fix anything on your side, and stay tuned....
Congrats to Betty for winning the 2010 Screen Actors Guild Lifetime Achievement Award.
I hope you all had as much fun on New Year's Eve as I did:
Apparently 2009 sucked for a lot of people. Not for me. It was certainly better than 2008, with the completion or solutions of many things in my life, including finishing my graduate degree and moving to a much nicer home and neighborhood. I saw some great concerts, including Donna Summer and Kylie Minogue, both in New York City. There were some good trips in there including several outdoors outings in West Virginia, discovering Kansas City, and a nice summer visit back home to Wisconsin. Here's a recap of the year:
Visiting the CDC in Atlanta, OMGObama, snowboarding in West Virginia, dealing with being unemployed, H1N1 Swine Flu, Celtic Festival of Southern Maryland, gay gardens, Montana Sean visits, hiking in West Virginia, birdwatching in May, preparing to move, Pride Weekend, Mega Shark vs. Giant Octopus, Wisconsin visit, Donna Summer & Fire Island, beating on my block, Shenandoah weekend, I move to a nice place, Kiawah Island in South Carolina, kicktards, Kylie Minogue concert in NYC, Equality March, gays and Grindr, Las Vegas and the Valley of Fire, me as Obi-Wan Kenobi, I buy a DROID, 40th birthday plan, banned in 2010, Snopocalypse, Kansas City work trip.
Baby New Year laughs:
The blinky animated .gif of Bubbles was even bothering me so I had to write another post to push it down the queue. I know I did a good job when I end up annoying myself with something I created. I'm proud of that.
(RAH)² (AH)³ + [ROMA (1+MA)] + (GA)² + (OOH)(LA)²
The New Gay staff won't stop pestering me to pimp out their events and I forgot to add it to the last post, so here goes:
DJ Natty Boom will be on hand at the Black Cat mainstage on Saturday, Jan. 2 to help spin some of the best indie, goth, rock, alternative, electro, retro and other music that is still somewhat unknown therefore tolerable to TNG staff until some common person hears about the band and then it's no longer cool.
There will be early morning birdwatching that day, so I don't know if I'll be in any condition to go out that evening. The initial birdwatching census was rescheduled due to the Snopocalypse*. My plans for New Year's Eve are pretty tame, just dinner out with friends. I long ago tired of going out to clubs and having to leap over that inevitable curdling puddle of vomit dropped before the ball did. Like my bearded buddy Xanthos says, "NYE is for amateurs." I save my party points to spread throughout the year.
Why is everyone hatin' on 2009, or the last decade for that matter? OK maybe the last decade started off bad then got worse with 8 years of Bush fucking everything up, but we survived. 2009 wasn't that bad. I would post a retrospective of the year but reviewing the past year's entries and linking to them and writing about my feelings about them takes time and you'll have to wait.
BUT I must mention that the BUTT Magazine interview with our Dungeons and Dragons gaming group did make the "Best of 2009" list of their online content. The BUTT link is probably Not Safe for Work. The story didn't make the 'zine's print edition but the online story was popular.
Anyway, back to hatin' on things. Now I'm no ray of sunshine but ever since I moved out of a basement and into a bedroom that faces the rising sun, I have been in a slightly better mood, and friends have noticed that. Perhaps a little dark magic was involved in some kind of mood transposition spell, or I dumped my negativity into the Mississippi river and it flowed down to New Orleans where some poor mangy nutria slurped it out of the mud.
Something has changed within me
Something is not the same
I'm through with playing by the rules
Of someone else's game
Too late for second-guessing
Too late to go back to sleep
It's time to trust my instincts
Close my eyes: and leap!
It's time to try
Defying gravity
I think I'll try
Defying gravity
And you can't pull me down!
* FYI we never got the "thundersnow" the weather forecasters promised.
