Friday, Thomas and I had dinner with Homer while we were in Tucson. Homer was sporting his new overalls.
Homer took us to Grill. When I realized that this was where Homer took Glenn when he was visiting, I knew there was only one choice for dinner.
Nutrition really is over-rated.
Wednesday and the cable internet people can not get here fast enough.
Of course I have gotten a lot of packing and cleaning done. And I still had time to bake twelve loaves of bread, complete fourteen Suduko puzzles, learn conversational Italian, redo the front yard xeriscaping and cure cancer.
All before making dinner and watching Romy and Michele's High School Reunion.
...while I solved that pesky global warming problem.
Thomas and I are having a two-night concert-going-palooza. Tonight we are going to see Nickel Creek, which is good since they are taking an indefinite break following this tour and they were such a hoot last time.
Tomorrow, we are driving to Tucson to see Andrew Bird, who is purely sublime. Seriously, if he's ever in your town, go see him. It's amazing to watch him perform.
I'm going to try to talk Thomas into stopping at the ostrich farm on the way. I told him it was mainly so I could post more mocking photos of him on The Internetz®, as if I don't give him enough crap as it is.
I give Thomas a lot of shit and good-natured ribbing. It's purely out of love. He is one of my best friends. Out of respect for him, I decided NOT to post his birthday ecard for all The Internetz® to view on his birthday.
See Thomas, I can show restraint some times.
Of course...
Today's not his birthday, so the man who saw the first Lord of the Rings movie a total of TWENTY-ONE times IN the movie theater back to being fair game. (The ecard is after the jump.)
The stuff is moved. The unpacking has begun. I am achy and tired and need a four-day nap.
Elliott's doing okay-ish. He's still a bit cautious-looking at times. Poor little guy. However, yesterday he found a spot where the afternoon sun beams down in a corner of my bedroom so he was quite happy napping in the warmth.
After moving all my stuff, I realize I don't dust as often as I should. (i.e. Ever.) No wonder my allergies are always so horrible.
I have no internets at home until I get the cable modem turned on, so postings will be limited.
Thank you all for your well wishes for the move. I really appreciate it.
Moving sucks. For both of us.
Luckily, it will be over on Monday.
Mostly.
Last week, I gave my friend Thomas shit because I wasn't one of his top friends on his MySpace page.
He promptly reorganized his top friends to include me, however, upon closer inspection, now I see how I truly rank.
Yesterday Megan called to cancel dinner plans we had for tonight. Apparently giving birth takes precedence over social time with Brian.
You know...some people are just so selfish.
Megan and Travis are kickin' it old school and don't know the sex of the baby. I don't think I could do that. I'd want to know like right now!
Now doubt, Megan's going to have the coolest, most stylish baby ever. (Although it's too bad she's not having twins because this rocks so hard.) But let's hope it doesn't take after its father and have a 'stache. (Which I'm happy to report is long gone.)
UPDATE: Megan had a girl!
Usually the first thing I do when I get home is look through the mail. Today I received a newsletter from AIDS Arms in Dallas. Guess who's picture was in it?
Every year, Mark of Zeitzeuge, participates in and raises money for their LifeWalk. And every year he surpasses his goal. Last year Mark placed first as the individual who raised the most money. This is just one of the many reasons Mark rocks so hard is so many ways. He's good people.
AIDS Arms is a great organization. Mark has seen firsthand how they can help and all the good they do. Although the walk isn't until October, fundraising has already begun. Donating is easy, quick and secure. Please consider supporting Mark. I know he, as well as I, would appreciate it. Click here to make a donation.
Thanks!
Yesterday was Homer's Non Denominational Boiled Egg Decorating and Backyard Egg Hunt. A Homer party isn't complete with an activity of sorts. It was a fun time. I got to meet a lot of his friends (including the visiting Glennalicious) and got dye all over my fingers. I didn't fare so well in the egg hunt. I think I was fourth from last. Next year, I'll have to employ more of a strategy than "wander around and look for eggs."
Pics of the party are on Flickr.
(Fergie + Charlotte Church) * Dolly = Ew.
TXT to Deek: Jesus is Lord.
TXT from Deek: My ass is lard.
Tomorrow I'm going to Tucson to see Homer and partake of his boiled egg decorating/hunting festivities.
Whatever you do this holiday weekend, I hope the Easter Spring Bunny fills your basket with goodies as awesome as this.
To prove to him that I can not only dish it out but also take it, let's take a peek inside my desk drawer.
Oh my! What a neat and tidy desk drawer. Do you think the bodies are kept in the basement or the freezer?
Let's take a closer look!
In case there was any doubt that this was the drawer of a gay man, one only needs to gaze upon the many health and beauty aids present. A toothbrush and toothpaste. A container of Q-Tips and let's not forget the most important item; because if To Wong Foo Thanks for Everything, Julie Newmar taught us anything, it was the importance of moisturizing.
And I use the glue stick to tame my eye brows.
And yes, I still have too many stamps. I got rid of a bunch last year, but I still have some left over.
And what germ-phobe wouldn't be complete without a travel size can of Lysol®?
Notice the scent is "Soft Powder" or as I like to call it, "Nana".
Dyanna gave me the Make a Wish pin and of course, I must show my love for the AZRD.
And finally to prove you can take the boy out of Oklahoma but not the Oklahoma out of the boy, I present you a wonderful discovery from a local cake decorating store.
Beer can cupcake toppers.
If there is anything more genius in this world than these beauties, I am not aware of it.
I'm waiting for a most auspicious occasion to use these. Like a white trash party or blue velvet cake.
Ahh yes. The wonderful world of color halftones, gaussian blurs, layers and blending options. I'm actually in there somenwhere, pixelated and all.
I really need to get a hobby or something.
