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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....

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I stole this image off Joe.My.God's blog some time last summer. The photo makes me smile:
NYCMarriageRallyMay26 026.jpgI just purchased my tickets for the 20th Night of 1,000 Stevies event at Highline Ballroom on May 14th. I'm not yet sure I'll be going in Stevie Nicks drag, but I am going to start work on the greatest sequined rhinestoned silk-gauzed tambourine mankind has ever seen. It's going to be a fucking artifact when I'm done, I promise you all.

So last night's Grammy Awards show was more entertaining than previous shows. Well, at least the first half of it was, but the second half was a snoozer and I felt embarrassed for some of the performers. Like the aforementioned Stevie. Girl, who was that off-key performer you were singing with? They kept mentioning that other artist and I've never heard of her and I certainly wasn't impressed. And she keeps getting awards and I don't understand why. Gaga was as crazy as expected, and her duet/medley with Elton John was brilliant, but she's gonna have to shift her disco-schtick soon as it's getting predictable. And why did Beyonce have to ask for United Nations peacekeeping troop assistance in her coreography? And why don't she ever perform 'Single Ladies' live? Is it too hard to perform live? And gurl don't you ever, EVER touch an Alanis song ever again! That was heresy.

The big surprise hit of the evening was Pink and her aerialist act - WHILE SHE SANG. That was amazing, simple, beautiful and elegant with no shocking pyrotechnics, costumes or U.N. troops. While everyone was trying to out-fierce The Ga, Pink came in quietly and took the evening by suprise. GO TEAM PINK.

Plans are in motion to migrate this blog to a new content management system, most likely Wordpress. I've enjoyed Moveable Type over the years but their comment SPAM defenses have weakened of late. I've been flagging dozens of SPAM messages every day and they just won't let up. They make the occasional real comment from crazy fake bloggers seem like a cakewalk, but I just can't take it anymore. I might just start from scratch if migrating the content is a pain. I will have to re-block aforementioned blog comment crazies again, but since they don't seem to understand the concept of Internet Protocol address tracking it's not much of a problem.

Rugby practice starts on Tuesday, February 23rd. It's gonna be cold, but this year we have secured the use of Cardozo High School's artificial turf field for the season. So it won't be hard, cold mud. The faster backs don't care for the artificial turf as it does leave horrible burns if you wipe out running at a fast pace. But I like it because it's a nice, soft pitch to play on most of the time. Start training now if you're interested. A strong core body and/or some decent cardio support are a must. Here's the info:

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I'm signing off of Facebook and Twitter for a while until the iHysteria settles down. Apparently there's some new Apple product release that Mac/Apple/iTurd fans are hyperventilating about. Please STFU about such things, it bores us.

Oh, speaking of iProducts, somebody wrote another cell phone etiquette list that no one will pay attention to, and somebody came up with a new term: the iPhone effect. That's when one iPhone user pulls out his noisome device, then the rest in the group pull out theirs too effectively ending all eye contact and socialization.

Yep, that's about how it goes in any DC social situation. Manners mavens are even starting to suggest that people not look up or perform a information searches during phone conversations or social settings due to the inevitable cascade of rudeness and antisocial behavior that follows. Comments (30) on my rant about iPhones, gays and Grindr make me think that this problem is concentrated in DC due to extreme techism/wonkiness, and perhaps moreso in my personal peer group. Last week I attended a party where only 1 of 20 people were fixated on his handheld device, as opposed to 50% of my peer group at any given time.

This week Dawkins raises a good point about hypocritical Christians disapproving of Pat Robertson's comments soon after the Haiti earthquake. Scathing! It is a fine rant as rants go.

ceilingcattn.jpgWould you rather have rats in your walls, ceiling cat staring at you through a hole in the drywall, or a lesbian judge listening to your calls from the attic?

The New Gay is hosting another Homo/Sonic party featuring regular DJs Zack and Michael, and special returning guest Natty Boom (of the Anthology of Booty) for a night of ass-shaking, booby swinging, indie, goth, electro, retro, disco, booty pop and beyond. Their parties are coed, trans-inclusive and straight friendly. It's on Friday, January 29 @ The Black Cat, 1811 14th St, NW 9:30 p.m. – 3:00 a.m. All Ages, $10.

But I'm conflicted yet again because OMG DJ TM TM will be spinning at Apex for their Winterland event at the same time as Homo/Sonic. What to do? A "Princess Appearance" will suffice.

Are you using reusable grocery bags more than you normally would due to DC's new 5-cent bag tax? Apparently it's working to reduce plastic bag consumption. Personally, I need those bags for the lunch I pack, so I've been running out a lot lately. I guess I'll have to get more from the Anacostia River.

I did hear about the prisoner in Wisconsin who was barred from playing Dungeons and Dragons out of concern that the game promotes the formations of gangs. But the judge has the entymology all wrong. D&D doesn't promote the formation of gangs, it promotes the formation of parties. Duh.

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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 StaffThe 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.

BrettCajun is a Bitter Old Swamp HagAnyway, 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.

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Dead BarrettAs my 39th birthday approaches, I know that I'll get a full year to contemplate the official 'Gay Death' year of 40. I've already got the party planned out, and it'll be a good one. Or at least I have some ideas to start with.

At first I thought it would be cool to have an all-night shirtless dance party on the generally unused 2nd floor of the T.G.I.F. in the National Hall portion of the new(ish) National Airport. But then I realized it would be a fishbowl situation with lots of stressed-out returning air travelers gawking at all the shirtlessness and saliva exchange, which would be a bit of a buzzkill.

So then I thought I could settle for the nice space at Club Zei at 14th and I NW DC in 'Zei Alley' just outside the McPherson Square MetroRail station on the Orange Line. We used to have good times there with my club kid posse back in tha day just after the turn of the millennium. But then I read it's closed, with the last review reading like so:

"This was the best club ever to pick up Asian girls. Every time I went it was always packed with pretty women. One of the reasons It closed down was near the end too many shooting between black and Vietnamese gang members."

OK scrap that idea too. You'll all just have to figure out where to have my 40th birthday bash yourselves. It had better be special and MetroRail accessible too. Start saving up your pennies, because I also want to have a hot scruffy shirtless tripartite of DJs Dingo, Robbie Martin and Bravehound flown in for the occasion. They can tag-team throughout the night. I was thinking a starting set of upbeat dance versions of my favorite pop songs (Dingo knows what to do), then through the evening with a more West Coast easy feel with Robbie, and then some dark and broody shit with Bravehound into the morning.
Hot Scruffy DJs
All three must remain shirtless throughout the event and cannot shave a week in advance of the occasion.

I have survived the holiday season. Man it was brutal, and that work trip in early December didn't help either. By the time Christmas Eve rolled around and I had a moment to work out at the gym, I could only lift about half as much as I normally could as me old bones were sore from exhaustion. I've felt better after a full rugby match. Or maybe the rugby helps burn off the stress, and this time of year without it I get sore all over anyway. I swear there was something going on every evening for the past two weeks, usually having to do with the holidays. This year's resolution is to think about how to manage holiday tasks and stress for next year.

But I was able to get a disco nap in and got a ride with Clickboo and Dr. Jeff* to the annual Baltimore Bear Orphan Party and Feast, which was a lot of fun as always. I'm glad I was able to make it, and Dr. Jeff* took some nice photos*. Here's me and Tom playing out the nativity scene with fabulous cashmere pillows and shawl:
Booger Drag Nativity Scene
Clive the anteater-dog was a sweetie:
Clive the Anteater-Dog
*Both of the above two photos copyright Jeff Smith Photography. OMG you'd better credit Jeff Smith if you use his photos or you'll definitely hear about it later.

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  • penicillium_conidiaAuto-tuned vocals
  • Sarah Palin
  • Put your fucking iPhone away
  • Mold
  • Heterosexuals with litters over a half-dozen
  • Carpetbaggers
  • Magic underpants (2nd year in a row!)
  • Lady GaGa parodies
  • Farmville gift notifications
  • Jaded gays at Kylie Minogue concerts

AlCa.jpgI'll have to admit, Hannah Montana/Miley Cyrus has been given a reprieve due to 'Party in the U.S.A.' and has been lifted from the 2009 banned list.

But I am happy about:

  • Glee
  • Yet more 'staches
  • The prospect of gay marriage in DC
  • A raise
  • Not living in a basement
  • Personal debt down to levels I will soon pay off
  • Sam Worthington and his woofy neck scruff
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