I kept with the trend of yelling at rock stars to “put it in me, please.” During “You Are the Light (By Which I Travel into This and That),” Jessica, Erin, Caitie and I had, like, the perfect end-of-a-movie moment, arms flailing, feet stomping, dancing, chanting, screaming the lyrics. It was so fucking fantastic.
Here’s the video of the song we freaked out to:
There’s original video from last night’s show here. It makes me wet my pants with joy. And pee.
Last Saturday I went with Alyson and Dave and a few others to the Miss Adams Morgan pageant at the Washington Hilton. Kenny, love of my life, was featured in some of the performances, and his husband Scott, Miss Adams Morgan ’99, looked divine. The theme was TV Land, so there were Lucys and Brady Bunch characters and Mary Tyler Moores and Morticia Adamses EVERYWHERE. I swooned over some of the best legs I’ve ever seen. I also got jealous. Here is some photo documentation:
Someone asked me, “You’re a lady, right?” Yes, yes I am, sadly. Also, a gay wearing fake boobies let me and Al touch them and then proceeded to touch ours and spank us with a whip.
Here are Alyson, Kenny and “Consuela.” Who is the hottest? Unsure.
I am a few glasses of wine in at this point.
Here we are giving people the right idea.
Dave and I are obvs in love and getting married.
Mmm. Yes please. Never been happier.
In other news, Statehood’s album is going to come out, er, drop, at the end of October and I am very, very excited. Please go to their MySpace page, friend them and listen to all of the songs, specifically “Every Single Question.” Here are some YouTube videos to whet your punk-poppy-rock-n-roll delicious appetite.
Let me introduce you to my new boyfriend, HAVARTI CHEESE. He is made from Danish cow’s milk. His texture is flexible and smooth. The knife goes right through him, like butter. He is a delicious source of calcium. We are in love, but sometimes I think we got serious too quickly. Especially the next morning. Also, he is a slut and sometimes cheats on me with others.
