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I bought a pig

A few days ago I decided to finally cancel my match.com subscription. I've been paying them for all these years. And for what? I mean really

I realized it was a disgrace for me to be wasting money on rejection and heartbreak when it could be put to much better use.

So, I donated the money to Heifer.org

This year I bought a pig.

Last year (in honor of my birthday) I'd bought a goat.

I'm just hoping my goat is still alive....being milked and breeding little kids...and that she didn't end up on the bad end of barbecue pit.

I'd have liked to have given her a name, you know?
I don't know why they couldn't have gotten her to write me a letter like the children I sent money to did,
I'm sure she could have scratched something out with a hoof, right?

Anyway, I'm naming my pig.
He's going to be Raoul, whether they like it or not.

Hell, at least my pig is going to have a sexy name, dammit.

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*it's still damned hot.

"In the pages of blue boy magazine...."

In a few hours I'll be in Biloxi seeing Cyndi Lauper.

Yes, I realize that that sentence would have been so much better if it had been written 25 years ago and we could just have collective amnesia that Biloxi even exists.

But we can't.
So, it is what it is.

I'm going because someone else backed out and there was a ticket free...and ok, what the hell else do I have to do on a Saturday night, right?

I'm just hoping I make it there in one piece. Our fearless driver is a bit too fearless, and ever since my accident a few years ago, I've been more than a bit nervous. I could drive myself, but I think he might see it as an insult not to go ride with everyone else. Anyway, as with the rest of life, I'll grit my teeth and bear it.

Speaking of Cyndi, the other night at karaoke, I killed it on "She Bop".


I'll say this much, karaoke gives you a new respect for singers. Do you know how exhausting it is to sing "she bop" etc, 2000 times?

* addendum:
She was so great in concert. She looks fabulous for her age...hell, any age...and sounds insanely good.

clash of the crushes

A movie starring Mark Ruffalo and Julianne Moore (as a lesbian who loves gay male porn).

Good god, am I in heaven????

So last night I took myself to see The Kids Are Alright and really liked it.
Apparently, I was wrong (Frontier P) and we here are maybe not a 10th tier city. Who knew?

It was a sweet movie.

Ok, so it's more than a little bit white, but it's still good.

Annette Bening still hasn't quite grown on me since that whole horrible American Beauty foolishness, but even she was actually pretty good in here.
In fact all the actors were pretty good, especially the teen daughter.

Anyway, I'm surprised I didn't self combust from the force of my conflicting crushes. There's a vortex of lust that easily could have sucked the whole theater up.
How hot are the two of them...and together!?

It's too much to bear.

But of course, I'll see it again.

"solid gold"

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more stuff I kind of need right now

Erotic doilies (is that redundant?)

A ride.

Deep Fried Coke-cola (i.e. the paragon of American ingenuity)

Flava

Just cute

Just not cute.

Every morning feel like Jayne.

All that, and a.....

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it's hot.

I can die now in peace (redux)

"Each room lights up as a poem is READ by Kinkade!"

For Frontier Psychiatrist