Angela McCluskey
I went into Borders to buy Twyla Tharp's book The Creative Habit. As I was heading to the register, I noticed a sign that said "buy any book and get any regularly priced CD for 25% off. I bought the Angela McCluskey CD titled The Things We Do. I fell in love with "It's Been Done" the first time my friend Paul S played it for me and the rest of this CD is great.
McCluskey has an incredible voice. Her vocal stylings remind me of a cross between Cyndi Lauper and Erykah Badu. The music has a pop sound but lacks the sweetness of most radio music. I'm sure "It's Been Done" will be a radio/video hit soon. It really is a wonderful track. my other favorite tracks include "Dirty Pearl", "Perfect Girl Eleven", and "Sleep On It".
Friday, July 30, 2004
Wednesday, July 28, 2004
Let's talk TV
I love TV. I always have and I just can't imagine not loving TV. Right now, Tuesday is the best night on TV for me. It is currently a reality show night across the board for me. I know as an actor/writer that I am not supposed to like them. I don't like most but I do love Trading Spouses, Last Comic Standing II, and Amazing Race 5. Now hear that The Simpsons will have a character come out of the closet. There is a lot of speculation who it will be. I hope it is Groundskeeper Willy. He has the best body and an accident. Oh then there is disturbing article on CNN.com - Reality show turns Amish into unlikely TV stars. Go figure.
I love TV. I always have and I just can't imagine not loving TV. Right now, Tuesday is the best night on TV for me. It is currently a reality show night across the board for me. I know as an actor/writer that I am not supposed to like them. I don't like most but I do love Trading Spouses, Last Comic Standing II, and Amazing Race 5. Now hear that The Simpsons will have a character come out of the closet. There is a lot of speculation who it will be. I hope it is Groundskeeper Willy. He has the best body and an accident. Oh then there is disturbing article on CNN.com - Reality show turns Amish into unlikely TV stars. Go figure.
Tuesday, July 27, 2004
I am carrying around the mother of all headaches today. I just want to go back home and start again.
On the positive side, there are some cute guys in this office. It is too bad that they are all straight. I am looking at the cutest little Aussie right now. G'day Mate!
Big Ups to my man Bill Clinton. He came through last night like a rock star. He even had his own them song, from the 1992 convention, Fleetwood Mac's "Don't Stop". You go Bubba. I love him so much. I really would like him to be president again. Boy, he had a lot of enemies when he was in power. They never went after his policies, they always made it personal. That is why I still like him. I just can't respect people who go waaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyy out of their way to show you how bad another person is. It makes the accuser look bad and gives sympathy to the other. Back to Bill. Good speech: not too long, hit the big issues, spoke to the people. Good hair: Best hair cut he has had in years. Great tie: although it was askewed, he looked real nice.
You go Bubba! You are still my favorite president.
On the positive side, there are some cute guys in this office. It is too bad that they are all straight. I am looking at the cutest little Aussie right now. G'day Mate!
Big Ups to my man Bill Clinton. He came through last night like a rock star. He even had his own them song, from the 1992 convention, Fleetwood Mac's "Don't Stop". You go Bubba. I love him so much. I really would like him to be president again. Boy, he had a lot of enemies when he was in power. They never went after his policies, they always made it personal. That is why I still like him. I just can't respect people who go waaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyy out of their way to show you how bad another person is. It makes the accuser look bad and gives sympathy to the other. Back to Bill. Good speech: not too long, hit the big issues, spoke to the people. Good hair: Best hair cut he has had in years. Great tie: although it was askewed, he looked real nice.
You go Bubba! You are still my favorite president.
Monday, July 26, 2004
Boys will be Boys
I recently described myself as "undateable." I don't know the rules of dating. I don't get the rituals. I hate the bullshit. And I am not very patient. I just want to meet someone and get to know them while they get to know me.
I can be pretty intense sometimes. I don't hold back if I feel I am not getting what I need, I say it. But at the same time I am aware that the world doesn't revolve around me and a good partner/mate/boyfriend has a life of his own.
Not so long ago, I met this guy Blaine and I thought there would be something between us. He called me often and I always got butterflies whenever he did. Then he stopped calling. He just stopped. Then today, after not hearing from him for several days, I get an email. Perhaps I am undateable because I pick guys that don't want to date. I think I might be a serial loser date.
I recently described myself as "undateable." I don't know the rules of dating. I don't get the rituals. I hate the bullshit. And I am not very patient. I just want to meet someone and get to know them while they get to know me.
I can be pretty intense sometimes. I don't hold back if I feel I am not getting what I need, I say it. But at the same time I am aware that the world doesn't revolve around me and a good partner/mate/boyfriend has a life of his own.
Not so long ago, I met this guy Blaine and I thought there would be something between us. He called me often and I always got butterflies whenever he did. Then he stopped calling. He just stopped. Then today, after not hearing from him for several days, I get an email. Perhaps I am undateable because I pick guys that don't want to date. I think I might be a serial loser date.
Friday, July 23, 2004
Boy Crazy
I don't like to admit that I am boy crazy but I really really am. I am always checking some guy on the train, on the bus, on the street, in the office, wherever. I feel alive when some guy catches my eye. It's like in the Color Purple when Shug says that it is a sin to walk past the color purple and not notice. When you see beauty, I say acknowledge it. Now don't get me wrong, I am not ogling every guy that I see on the street. I am not some wolf howling at every bare chested hottie I see. But I do like to look. And I like men and boys of every size, race, and personality.
I don't like to admit that I am boy crazy but I really really am. I am always checking some guy on the train, on the bus, on the street, in the office, wherever. I feel alive when some guy catches my eye. It's like in the Color Purple when Shug says that it is a sin to walk past the color purple and not notice. When you see beauty, I say acknowledge it. Now don't get me wrong, I am not ogling every guy that I see on the street. I am not some wolf howling at every bare chested hottie I see. But I do like to look. And I like men and boys of every size, race, and personality.
Thursday, July 22, 2004
Wednesday, July 21, 2004
Perpetually Single
I am 35 now. I have been since November and I will be 36 this coming November. I don't think that I am so horrible looking monster. I don't have any offending body odors. I don't have a lot of money but I do have some style and class. I definitely have a good sense of humor. And I am embarrassedly honest and sincere. Tell me why I am still single.
I am 35 now. I have been since November and I will be 36 this coming November. I don't think that I am so horrible looking monster. I don't have any offending body odors. I don't have a lot of money but I do have some style and class. I definitely have a good sense of humor. And I am embarrassedly honest and sincere. Tell me why I am still single.
Tuesday, July 20, 2004
Whose Life is this?
It really is a shame that this is my first post in a week. Last week was one of the most fulfilling week in the last 2-3 years.
Lets begin on Sunday. I went to the opening of Weddings of Mass Destruction written and performed by GayCo and produced by The Second City (my old bosses). I got really dressed up because I was trying to impress a guy that works with the company. A really cute guy, named B, who flirted heavily with me at Pride.
B didn't really show me any attention that day and I felt kind of stupid. The next day, he called and was cool about it. Even though I was getting a sense that he was avoiding me, I realize that people are busy and lives that don't have anything to do with me. He agreed to meet me that night at the park to see an invited dress performance of a Second Ciy show at Theatre on the Lake. The show wasn't very good. The cast was still struggling with what the final version of the show would be. I suggested that he and I leave. We did.
Now let me state that things were going off from the beginning. B was 45 minutes late and he had a bit of 'tude, like he didn't want to be there. I thought our evening was unspectacular but I still enjoyed being with him. I haven't really heard from him since. Tuesday, I sort of expected not to hear from him but when I called him on Wednesday, how surprised was I that he never returned my call, not even to today. I sent him an email but I just can't call him. If I call and he blows me off, I will feel more stupid than ever.
So that is just the beginning of the week. I tought my class on Wednesday at Second City. I was a bit emotional because I felt bad about being rejected. I ended channeling that energy in a positive way by telling my students how important they were and how I was so glad that they signed up for the workshop. I went on telling them that I hope that I have been a good enough teacher/instructor (hello! Needy gay black man coming through).
Thursday I hung out with Paul S. I hadn't seen him since he attended the opening of the GayCo show. He assumed that I was having a whirlwind romance with B but I was not. I was being needy with my students and getting massively high at home.
Friday afternoon I had an audition for a fast food company. They are introducing a new sub sandwich. We had to improvise a scened from a movie and incorporate the sandwich in our presentation. The movie they chose for us was a Star Trek film. I have seen the first 2 or 3 Star Trek films but not being a sci-fi fan, I really don't remember them that well. I sucked. I was awful but I did get to eat a free sub.
Friday night, GayCo hosted a benefit. It was a "gay wedding reception" to tie in their show, Weddings of Mass Destruction. I was excited to go but after being dissed by B, I opted out.
Instead Paul S and I went to see Spiderman 2. I loved it! It is one of the best action movies I have ever seen. If you haven't seen the first film, I don't think the experience will be as fulfilling. I did see the first film and I loved the 2nd. It had everything in one movie, action, comedy and romance.
Saturday was another movie night, this time with Jason, Paul S' brother. He loves comedy and he and I have a similar comic sensibility. We saw Anchorman. It was not as good as Spiderman 2 but that is like saying that a cheesburger isn't as good as a T-bone.
Sunday started with a call from old friend. We decided to get together and check out the new Millennium Park downtown. It really is spectacular. I will write more about the park later. That is a wholde seperate entry. My friend Danny F and I were joined by his current beau Lim. We were later joined by another friend, Tim.
Tim is fun and young and reckless. I love to hang with him from time to time. Tim and I went to Big Chicks after the park. Lim and Danny went off to do couple's stuff. Tim and I drank vodka lemonade after vodka lemonade. Then we commenced to getting as high as we could before we scooted our asses out on Chicago's less than hopping gay life on Sunday in Uptown. We managed to find some trouble to get into when I noticed I had a voicemail message. It was my mother.
Mother goes to bed so early, it is ridiculous so I knew something must be wrong if she is leaving me a message at 11 pm on Sunday night. Apperently, my niece had a bad fall and was in brain surgery. I freaked. My niece is less than a year old and while my sister and I don't get along at all, I still don't want anything terrible to happen to her children. It was an awful turn. On top of the bad news, I was drunk. I actually had another vodka after I spoke to Mom. I wasn't sure what else to do. I was stunned.
I went home called my best friend Dan G and he helped relax me. When I woke up yesterday morning, I had slept through a message from Mom that said that my niece made it through surgery and they just had to see what was happening next. When I spoke with my mother later in the day, she said that my niece had awakened from surgery. Things were looking very optimistic. The whole experience was pretty surreal.
Yesterday, I have to say, I never felt more alive.
It really is a shame that this is my first post in a week. Last week was one of the most fulfilling week in the last 2-3 years.
Lets begin on Sunday. I went to the opening of Weddings of Mass Destruction written and performed by GayCo and produced by The Second City (my old bosses). I got really dressed up because I was trying to impress a guy that works with the company. A really cute guy, named B, who flirted heavily with me at Pride.
B didn't really show me any attention that day and I felt kind of stupid. The next day, he called and was cool about it. Even though I was getting a sense that he was avoiding me, I realize that people are busy and lives that don't have anything to do with me. He agreed to meet me that night at the park to see an invited dress performance of a Second Ciy show at Theatre on the Lake. The show wasn't very good. The cast was still struggling with what the final version of the show would be. I suggested that he and I leave. We did.
Now let me state that things were going off from the beginning. B was 45 minutes late and he had a bit of 'tude, like he didn't want to be there. I thought our evening was unspectacular but I still enjoyed being with him. I haven't really heard from him since. Tuesday, I sort of expected not to hear from him but when I called him on Wednesday, how surprised was I that he never returned my call, not even to today. I sent him an email but I just can't call him. If I call and he blows me off, I will feel more stupid than ever.
So that is just the beginning of the week. I tought my class on Wednesday at Second City. I was a bit emotional because I felt bad about being rejected. I ended channeling that energy in a positive way by telling my students how important they were and how I was so glad that they signed up for the workshop. I went on telling them that I hope that I have been a good enough teacher/instructor (hello! Needy gay black man coming through).
Thursday I hung out with Paul S. I hadn't seen him since he attended the opening of the GayCo show. He assumed that I was having a whirlwind romance with B but I was not. I was being needy with my students and getting massively high at home.
Friday afternoon I had an audition for a fast food company. They are introducing a new sub sandwich. We had to improvise a scened from a movie and incorporate the sandwich in our presentation. The movie they chose for us was a Star Trek film. I have seen the first 2 or 3 Star Trek films but not being a sci-fi fan, I really don't remember them that well. I sucked. I was awful but I did get to eat a free sub.
Friday night, GayCo hosted a benefit. It was a "gay wedding reception" to tie in their show, Weddings of Mass Destruction. I was excited to go but after being dissed by B, I opted out.
Instead Paul S and I went to see Spiderman 2. I loved it! It is one of the best action movies I have ever seen. If you haven't seen the first film, I don't think the experience will be as fulfilling. I did see the first film and I loved the 2nd. It had everything in one movie, action, comedy and romance.
Saturday was another movie night, this time with Jason, Paul S' brother. He loves comedy and he and I have a similar comic sensibility. We saw Anchorman. It was not as good as Spiderman 2 but that is like saying that a cheesburger isn't as good as a T-bone.
Sunday started with a call from old friend. We decided to get together and check out the new Millennium Park downtown. It really is spectacular. I will write more about the park later. That is a wholde seperate entry. My friend Danny F and I were joined by his current beau Lim. We were later joined by another friend, Tim.
Tim is fun and young and reckless. I love to hang with him from time to time. Tim and I went to Big Chicks after the park. Lim and Danny went off to do couple's stuff. Tim and I drank vodka lemonade after vodka lemonade. Then we commenced to getting as high as we could before we scooted our asses out on Chicago's less than hopping gay life on Sunday in Uptown. We managed to find some trouble to get into when I noticed I had a voicemail message. It was my mother.
Mother goes to bed so early, it is ridiculous so I knew something must be wrong if she is leaving me a message at 11 pm on Sunday night. Apperently, my niece had a bad fall and was in brain surgery. I freaked. My niece is less than a year old and while my sister and I don't get along at all, I still don't want anything terrible to happen to her children. It was an awful turn. On top of the bad news, I was drunk. I actually had another vodka after I spoke to Mom. I wasn't sure what else to do. I was stunned.
I went home called my best friend Dan G and he helped relax me. When I woke up yesterday morning, I had slept through a message from Mom that said that my niece made it through surgery and they just had to see what was happening next. When I spoke with my mother later in the day, she said that my niece had awakened from surgery. Things were looking very optimistic. The whole experience was pretty surreal.
Yesterday, I have to say, I never felt more alive.
Tuesday, July 13, 2004
Gay Marriage
Senator Kerry and Senator Edwards, Listen up! If you want my vote, I suggest that you give me yours. Why are they on the campaign trail while the Republicans are trying to oppress a whole segment of the American population. There is only the very slightest doubt that the Federal Marriage Act will pass. In all likelihood, it will not. However, If Kerry and Edwards want me to follow them then they should choose NOW to lead. Stand up to the moralists and right-wingers. Tell them that they are wrong. Tell them that they are not protecting the American Family but defining it according o their own personal religious beliefs. And since "God Hates Fags" then America must hate fags too. Stop playing politics with my life. Kerry and Edwards, Listen up! Stand up! Speak out loudly! Thank you.
Senator Kerry and Senator Edwards, Listen up! If you want my vote, I suggest that you give me yours. Why are they on the campaign trail while the Republicans are trying to oppress a whole segment of the American population. There is only the very slightest doubt that the Federal Marriage Act will pass. In all likelihood, it will not. However, If Kerry and Edwards want me to follow them then they should choose NOW to lead. Stand up to the moralists and right-wingers. Tell them that they are wrong. Tell them that they are not protecting the American Family but defining it according o their own personal religious beliefs. And since "God Hates Fags" then America must hate fags too. Stop playing politics with my life. Kerry and Edwards, Listen up! Stand up! Speak out loudly! Thank you.
Monday, July 12, 2004
Goodnight Sweet Isabel
Isabel Sanford, 'Jeffersons' star, dies. She was a fine lady and she had the best laugh. Once in 1990, I was visiting my family in LA, Isabel phoned on my last night in town to wish me well but I was at the laundermat. My stepmother went crazy. She couldn't believe that Weezie was calling the house. She sent my younger brother to the laundermat to find me and tell me to call "Weezie" right away. I did. That was probably the last time I spoke to her.
Isabel Sanford, 'Jeffersons' star, dies. She was a fine lady and she had the best laugh. Once in 1990, I was visiting my family in LA, Isabel phoned on my last night in town to wish me well but I was at the laundermat. My stepmother went crazy. She couldn't believe that Weezie was calling the house. She sent my younger brother to the laundermat to find me and tell me to call "Weezie" right away. I did. That was probably the last time I spoke to her.
Friday, July 09, 2004
Drunk Naked Teens
I found this story on-line about some NJ Teens. I hope to god they were driving a stick shift
I found this story on-line about some NJ Teens. I hope to god they were driving a stick shift
Thursday, July 08, 2004
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So much has happened since my last post. I have been so busy. I had some post ideas but I just haven't had the time to post them.
I'll just hit the headlines of my life.
35 Year-Old Actor Visits Doctor for Check-up; All is Well
35 Year-Old Actor Visits Dentist During Reagan's Funeral; Confused Over Which Experience is More Painful.
Gay Man Plays Hookie from Work.
Actor Continues to Audition Despite His Inability to Land Roles.
Distraught Son Mourns the 1 Year Anniversary of Dad's Death
Actor Pip Lilly Marches in Gay Pride Parade.
Actor Reports Not to Hate Experience.
Actor Meets Cute Man at Pride
Mother Visits for 4th of July Weekend.
Mother and Gay Son Rained On for Most of Weekend.
Gay son attends fireworks without having a panic attack.
Christian mother listens as gay son giggles like a school girl while talking to perspective boyfriend.
I recently found a man with great eyes and a warm smile. His name is Blaine and I he is so sweet. Last night we shared our first peck. I can't wait until we progress to full blown making out
So much has happened since my last post. I have been so busy. I had some post ideas but I just haven't had the time to post them.
I'll just hit the headlines of my life.
35 Year-Old Actor Visits Doctor for Check-up; All is Well
35 Year-Old Actor Visits Dentist During Reagan's Funeral; Confused Over Which Experience is More Painful.
Gay Man Plays Hookie from Work.
Actor Continues to Audition Despite His Inability to Land Roles.
Distraught Son Mourns the 1 Year Anniversary of Dad's Death
Actor Pip Lilly Marches in Gay Pride Parade.
Actor Reports Not to Hate Experience.
Actor Meets Cute Man at Pride
Mother Visits for 4th of July Weekend.
Mother and Gay Son Rained On for Most of Weekend.
Gay son attends fireworks without having a panic attack.
Christian mother listens as gay son giggles like a school girl while talking to perspective boyfriend.
I recently found a man with great eyes and a warm smile. His name is Blaine and I he is so sweet. Last night we shared our first peck. I can't wait until we progress to full blown making out
Wednesday, July 07, 2004
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