A taste o' the holidays!

So my holidays were pretty damn great this year it turns out. Heading to Albuquerque was really fun. On the way out there we stopped in Phoenix and hit up a few bars, one of which was the tranny bar Cruisin' 7th where I sang a bit o Karaoke, and Charlie's where we stood in the sweltering heat and fake snow to watch a hilarious drag show that included the scariest version of "The Circle of Life" mashed up with "Do you hear what I hear".... the make-up on this bitch was outta this world and fuckin' scary people believe me!

Meeting the family was great and went well. I had a really great holidays thanks to these people, otherwise the prospect of sitting alone in LA would have been kinda gloomy this year. It's best I didn't attempt to hit Seattle this year as my sister got stuck in Oakland for a while on the way up. And the snow made it a Christmas stuck indoors. My family apparently had a great time just the same. Jen and mom did some jewelry making and my dad snoozed on the couch with a cat on each side... sounds like the usual. At T's sister's place there was a really great party the night before we left where many shots flowed and merriment was had, but when the Macarena began we knew it was time to leave.

I must note on the way back to LA, in Phoenix our room number was 227.... "Maaaary" Its just a sidenote of course for those in the know.

New years consisted of cabbing it to the regal beagle with T and meeting some friends. It was the first year in a while where the midnight kiss was more fun than just a close friend sayin' hi... Kinda nice I must add. Everybody had a good time and we heard there was some sort of fight after we left invovling a few black eyes and some people we know... Shenanigans! The next morning I was introduced to a new tradition here in LA, we went to the Roosterfish bar in Venice at 10am for free mimosas... they are free till noon and T, his roomie, me and their friend M managed to stumble out of their without our dignity around 4pm... good times, bad hangover.

Friday I saw the Reader, here's your complimentary razor blade people... and Saturday saw The Wrestler... Again, a second free razor blade for you... No more depressing movies for me right now. I'm almost jonesing for sappiness enough to watch Mamma Mia people! (Ok, I lie, I'm not that bad off....)

All in all a successful holidays and now this week I started a new movie, this one we will deem "Bars Feeds Bombs." I'm kinda bummed "Malice Fin Underhand" is over, but in 2010 people are in for a treat. Now back to work with me!

Bad news bears...

So Last night I had an oh so uncomfortable chat with my mother. Things appear to be a tad bleak this holiday season for my family as my mother's job has cut her down from 5 days of work to only 2 or the occasional 3... My Father apparently was layed off from his job with the hopes they can bring him back on in the spring. Both my parents are in their late 60's and live on a very fixed income, this isn't good. My own financial situation isn't pretty either. Swamped with student loans, and other piles of bills, Zack finds him nearing the end of one job, with two weeks off till the following one starts... with no pay in between and maybe some paltry amount of unemployment that will arrive to late to help, this ain't lookin' pretty. I'm worried for them.

So after that bomb shell, my mother asks the question i've been evading lately... "When are you coming for Christmas?" Oh. Shit. "Well mom, I am kind of flat broke and can't afford to come this year... the cheapest ticket I could find is $550 and that isn't gonna work for me." She started to cry. My mom has had me there every single christmas since I was born but one... and that's a good track record for 29 years, well this would be number 2... It was tough to tackle all of this stuff in one session for the both of us, so we hung up morose and kind of bummed about the whole discussion. It's hard leaving things like that for me. I don't like that creepy unspoken hurt hanging in the air between me and others. Over-all it kinda sucked ass, so I didn't sleep very well.

On a more positive note, I did get an interesting possible offer this morning for where to spend my Christmas that would be much cheaper, and could be great... Fingers crossed that it pans out for me. *smile* We'll see...

This weekend I am going out with some friends on their Gay Scuba Club "The Barnacle Busters" christmas lights harbor cruise for a few hours Saturday. I'm really excited as this might be just the thing to get me into the holiday spirit, and a little booze and good company is always fun. Long Beach here I come!

Here's to you Jimbo!

My uncle Jim passed away this past Saturday morning. He was a great guy, put up a hard fight against cancer, and he'll be remembered lovingly by all who knew him. I have a few great memories from chilhood where he was that super uncle who could make it all better by just hanging out with you and listening, or some small token he picked up on a whim. I wish we had gotten more time or oportunities to be closer over the years. We're gonna miss ya Jimbo.

I am so outta here...

A very Merry Christmas to one and all. I am going to be leaving for Seattle on Thursday to visit the family and will be sparsely blogging while I'm there....unless of course I get completely bored (or angry) and choose to spend my ddays typing away avoiding them all. Here's some funny pics for you all. I'm sure there'll be a few more posts before I leave, but I wanted to get in some good wishes just in case. Thanks to one and all who placate me by reading and watching the trash I throw on here.

The man in the moon is a bitch...

Last night I was feeling a little down, a bit overwhelmed and in general.....just kinda blah. Whenever these moods strike it tends to be "My time of the month." It was a bit more than that, but usually the best solution is to work on cravings and impulse. On the way home I got 2 cravings I haven't had in forever: Tommy's Burger and a Musical. I thought the combo might bring me back to the happy place. I swung a right on the 2 Freeway to Eagle Rock (not far at all from my house though it always seems further) and got myself that big greasy gross yumminess in a bag, sped home and popped in Auntie Mame....sadly not the musical version, but the very well written Play version/ turned film starring Rosalind Russell. It suited me just fine, I didn't need that terrible act 2 song "Mame" anyhow and Rosalind was just bitchy enough to fit the bill. All the hair going on in that film too was just a hoot.

I fell in love with Auntie Mame as a story when my mom read it to me as a kid, and after watching it last night, I think alot of my wit and attitude comes from exposure to that character at a young age. My mother seems alot like her as well, minus all the world travel. Perhaps it was just osmosis, and the fact my mother always loved to say that great grinding teeth line Rosalind delivered to her Nephew's Fiance Gloria, "Little Glorieeeeeeeeee!" I think Mame and her crazy friends would fit in just fine with my family,