The Nightmare Before Christmas

I saw this about a week ago and was so disturbed by it that I went back a few days later to take the picture.



and there is this video. The first few seconds are worth replaying. It made me giggle.


Happy Merry Halloween Christmas Everyone!

Monday, Monday

It was a busy day at work. I had planned on going to the gym after work but I started getting a headache around 2p and here it is a bit after 8p and I still have the headache. OY!I'm sitting in the quasi-dark living room wondering how Cloris Leachman has been able to survive on Dancing With The Stars.

There is a conspiracy theory circulating that the executives and employees of Fox, NBC & CBS are voting to keep Cloris on the show to ruin it. She is a bit hokey but entertaining.

So I did something on a whim this evening. On my way home I stopped at the USPS post office to drop some items in the box. I remembered that in a few days it will be SFO Gary's birthday. I have not seen SFO Gary in several years and I have not talked to him in several years. I wasn't even sure if SFO Gary was still in SFO. He could be DFW Gary or LAX Gary or MCI Gary for all I know. And if he was still SFO Gary, does he still work at The ______ Hotel?

So I put a dime in the payphone dialed 411 on the Crackberry and asked for The ______ Hotel in San Francisco and when the hotel operator answered I asked for Gary _____ and he put me through to the _______ department. The phone rang and SFO Gary answered. I identified myself, there was a pause and our conversation picked up from where we last left off several years ago.

I kept him on the phone longer than I should have but there was plenty of laughter in the brief conversation. He reminded me of a few things I had forgotten and I blamed it on Ike.

We did laugh about how we met on a Thursday evening at happy hour at a bar in San Francisco. You see...

I went out to Cali-4-NI-A to run The Big Sur Marathon. I went out on Thursday and runnerOne was going to meet me on Friday. The marathon was on Sunday.

So, I'm hanging out with formerly San Francisco now Berkeley Steve and I'm amazed that it really was 2-for-1 happy hour. On our first order we had four drinks between us! Stuff like that hasn't happened in Texas since some time in the late '80s.

So I'm drinking and trying to get my money's worth and I start making friends, like I'm so prone to doing. We decided to leave the bar and go to another bar and we now have an entourage with us. When we get to the next bar more people join us because we are lushes because they want to be a part of the In Group.

I get to talking to this guy named Gary and I tell him in slurred words that I'm in Cali-4-NI-A to run a marathon. So Gary assumes I'm drinking water and he asks if he can have a drink of my water. He drinks it and makes a face and says, "That's not water." I'm cackling and sounding like I'm going to lay an egg laughing and tell him that it is a vodka tonic.

We relived that story this evening and I told him it sure was a good thing he wasn't in a 12-step program that night because I would have derailed his recovery.

Gary and I were supposed to go on a trip to Paris. We never made it. Maybe if he comes to Texas some day, we CAN go to Paris...Texas that it is.

So placing a random call like I did made me think of this Jim Croce song from teenager days. I also realized I need to place more random calls. Enjoy

Saturday Conversation

Me: So. I took your advice and went to Mission Burrito last night.
Neighbor #1: How was it?
Me: Well. As I was walking to the door of the restaurant and I realized I didn't have my billfold so I came home.
Neighbor #1: And you didn't want to go back?
Me: I had some frozen taquitos.
Neighbor #2: I'm sure they would have given you credit. You could have promised to come back and pay them.
Me: That only works for Tina Turner. Ike Turner didn't beat me up so I couldn't tell them that I promise to pay them back if they would just let me have a burrito.
Neighbor #2: You might have been able to convince them that you were Tina Turner.
Me: (thinking...maybe if it was a Saturday night)

Make It Work

The other night I had a dream that was VERY disturbing. You see...

In my dream I was planning an event for work. I needed 16 vases with flowers and they needed to be yellow flowers. The person who was helping me was Kenley from Project Runway. I didn't like her on Project Runway so I have no idea why she was in my dream!

Anywho. So Kenley says that we need to buy the flowers at Spec's. Spec's is a liquor store. So we go to Spec's and of course their selection flowers sucks and they don't very many and certainly not enough for 16 tables. Kenley and I start to argue and I tell her that I am going to Kroger to check out their selection.

I tell Kenley to stay at Spec's and to hang onto those flowers because I don't want anyone else to buy them. She gives me her cell phone number and I leave.

I get to Kroger and they have oodles and oodles of yellow flowers but there is a crowd. I make my way through the crowd and I call Kenley. When I call her number I get a message that she will not accept my call! The biatch blocked my number which in reality is probably something she would do.

And that is the end of the dream.

In Other News...

There is a lady that lives in Caceres. First of all, that tells me she has mucho dinero. So. She has two dogs. I'm not sure what they are but they're big. If they stood up, they'd probably be as tall as she is.

Her dogs don't like Calvin and this lady isn't very strong. She can't seem to control them and she is always yelling at them when she is out walking them. This morning they were trying to get away from her when they saw another dog. They knew Calvin was behind them so these two dogs were pulling her in two different directions and she was yelling.

Hey lady! Use some of your dinero to go to training classes. Better yet, walk one dog at a time. Isn't that a duh thing? Just askin'

Kudos to Kaye!

Thanx to an alert reader (alnhouston) for notifying Str8 Up With A Twist that Kaye Sedilla recently received an honor. You see...

Kaye was a runnerup in OutSmart Magazine's Gayest and Greatest. Even though Kaye did not get the top award I am sure she will be honored to know that she was mentioned.

Kaye is still in rehab but I will let her know that she received some press. Maybe this is just what Kaye needs to help her through rehab?

When it rains it pours

OMG! I made it home and had to change my underwear because I think I pooped in them when I was driving through high water. You see...

This morning I heard that there was going to be some rain today. OK. No big deal. I rode out a hurricane a few weeks ago.

Well...during a meeting this evening I could see that it was getting a bit clouding. There was rumblings of thunder and THEN it started to rain. And rain. And rain. And rain.

The meeting was over and I had a committee meeting. It rained. And rained. And rained. And rained. The lights went out. I immediately started to sweat and told the group that I needed a bottle of Cakebread or Silver Oak and I needed to start eating. I had immediately slipped into post-Ike mode. Does this mean I have Post-Traumatic Stress Syndrome? Just askin'.

The streets were flooding but I was in The Cal Mobile. However, even The Cal Mobile was having difficulty. I noticed that people were standing in flood waters and trying to clear the gutters. I'm thinkin' that some Ike debris is still in the streets and that plus the amount of rain was causing the streets to flood.

Cars were stalled. Water was above the curbs. Buses were causing tidal waves and these buses had water coming into them.

I sat in a parking lot for a bit and received advice from AttyHou about some streets that could be possible evacuation routes out of Montrose. I'll be honest with you, I was scared. In a matter of seconds I had already resigned myself to spending the night in The Cal Mobile in a parking lot in Montrose.

I made it back to NoRO but I was so traumatized I had to stop at McDonalds for a Quarter Pounder with cheese and fries.

The rain started around 645p CDT. It is now 930p CDT and it is STILL raining. At least this time the is falling vertically and not horizontally like it did when Ike came to town.

"In fashion, one day you're in and the next day you're out."

from The Moment @ NYTimes:

The Moment was crushed like a four-day-old wash-and-set to learn that the fashion critic and self-described “worst bitch in the world,” Mr. Blackwell, has shuffled off this mortal runway.

When Blackwell, né Richard Sylvan Selzer, came to prominence in the 1960s, the stylist mafia and their paint-by-numbers red-carpet diktats had not yet strangled the most entertaining faux pas out of the glamour industry. And Blackwell not only had better material — the zanier looks of Barbra, Zsa Zsa and Cher – but he had star-skewering moxie back before there were long lenses to reveal every stray pimple, or self-styled fashion critics on every newsstand.

While we’re not ones to dwell in sentimentality, even in praise of someone so uniquely salty, Blackwell’s death reminds us of how much we’ve changed, from a time when a critical voice could rise above the fray by dint of sheer meanness alone. And so with a non-glycerin tear smearing our cake mascara, to you, Mr. Blackwell, we say a heartfelt goodbye from the part of us that never knew auf wiedersehen.


LOS ANGELES (AP) -- Mr. Blackwell, the acerbic designer whose annual worst-dressed list skewered the fashion felonies of celebrities from Zsa Zsa Gabor to Britney Spears, has died. He was 86.

Blackwell died Sunday of complications from an intestinal infection, publicist Harlan Boll said.

Blackwell, whose first name was Richard, was a little-known dress designer when he issued his first tongue-in-cheek criticism of Hollywood fashion disasters for 1960 -- long before Joan Rivers and others turned such ridicule into a daily affair.

Year after year, he would take Hollywood's reigning stars and other celebrities to task for failing to dress in what he thought was the way they should.

Being dowdy was bad enough, but the more outrageous clothing a woman wore, the more biting his criticism. He once said a reigning Miss America looked "like an armadillo with cornpads."

A few other examples:

Madonna: "The Bare-Bottomed Bore of Babylon."

Barbra Streisand: "She looks like a masculine Bride of Frankenstein."

Christina Aguilera: "A dazzling singer who puts good taste through the wardrobe wringer."

Meryl Streep: "She looks like a gypsy abandoned by a caravan."

Sharon Stone: "An over-the-hill Cruella DeVille."

Lindsay Lohan: "From adorable to deplorable."

Patti Davis: "Packs all the glamour of an old, worn-out sneaker."

Ann Margret: "A Hells Angel escapee who invaded the Ziegfeld Follies on a rainy night."

Camilla Parker-Bowles: "The Duchess of Dowdy."

Bjork: "She dances in the dark -- and dresses there, too."

Spears: "Her bra-topped collection of Madonna rejects are pure fashion overkill."

The critic acknowledged he had mixed feelings about appearing so publicly mean. Most of the women he put through the wringer, he said, were people he genuinely admired for their talent if not their fashion sense.

"The list is and was a satirical look at the fashion flops of the year," he said in 1998. "I merely said out loud what others were whispering. ... It's not my intention to hurt the feelings of these people. It's to put down the clothing they're wearing."

He told the Los Angeles Times in 1968 that designers were forgetting that their job "is to dress and enhance women. ... Maybe I should have named the 10 worst designers instead of blaming the women who wear their clothes."

Surprisingly, the woman who topped his worst dressed list for 1982 (announced in early 1983) was the newly married Diana, Princess of Wales. He said she had gone from "a very young, independent, fresh look" to a "tacky, dowdy" style. She quickly regained her footing and wound up as a regular on Blackwell's favorites list, the "fabulous fashion independents."

Blackwell had started out as an actor himself, having been spotted by a talent agent while still in his teens. He landed a job as an understudy in the Broadway production of Sidney Kingsley's heralded drama "Dead End."

Although he got to the play the role of the Dead End Kids' leader on stage only one time, it led him to Hollywood where he landed bit parts in such films as "Little Tough Guy" (uncredited) and "Juvenile Hall" (as Dick Selzer).

He abandoned his acting career in 1958 after failing to make it in movies and switched to fashion design. He claimed to be the first to make designer jeans for women, and his salon had begun to attract a few Hollywood names when he issued his first list covering the fashion faux pas of 1960. (Italian star Anna Magnani and Gabor were among his early victims.)

It quickly brought him the celebrity he had long coveted, and he quickly became a favorite on the TV talk show circuit. He also became for a time, in his words, "The worst bitch in the world."

He hosted his own show, "Mr. Blackwell Presents," in 1968 and appeared as himself in such TV shows as "Matlock" and "Matt Houston."

In 1992, he sued Johnny Carson for claiming that he had added Mother Teresa to his list, saying the comment exposed him to hatred and ridicule. NBC's response was that the "Tonight Show" host was obviously joking.

"Did you see what he said about Mother Teresa? 'Miss Nerdy Nun is a fashion no-no,"' Carson had said. "Come on now, that's just too much."

During his heyday the issuing of Blackwell's annual list was an eagerly anticipated media event.

On the second Tuesday in January he would assemble reporters at his mansion for a lavish breakfast before making a dramatic entrance for the television cameras.

By the turning of the millennium, however, the list had lost its juice and Blackwell took to issuing it by e-mail.

Born Richard Sylvan Selzer in 1922, Blackwell recounted in his autobiography, "From Rags to Bitches," a troubled, poverty-ridden childhood in which he was variously a truant, thief and prostitute.

Scenes from the Art Festival

WTF?

Even though Obama was not my first choice for the Democrat's nominee and even though I have not done anything to help his campaign, I feel like he will definitely make a positive difference in the change of course for the U.S.A.

While we're not on the verge of another Great Depression, we're worse off than we were 8 years ago. McCain has supported most of W's policies and has voted for the things that W wanted.

For the second time since 1960, The Houston Chronicle has endorsed a the Democrat nominee for President. The only other time this has happened since 1960 was in 1964 when their endorsement went to Lyndon Baines Johnson. In my opinion, their endorsement says quite a bit.

And on Sunday, Colin Powell gave his endorsement to Obama. I figured that would happen because Powell has been VERY quiet. I think the kicker would be in Condi Rice endorsed him. LOL

I missed the debate the other night because I wanted to watch Project Runway's finale. I have seen this photo on a few blogs and I have NO idea what was going but it makes me laugh everytime I see it.

Scenes from a Friday night in Houston

Ramblings Of A Caffeinated Mind 17.3

Two Tickets To Splitsville
Rumors have circulated for months that Madonna and Guy Ritchie are getting a divorce. Mo's publicist, Liz Rosenberg, has confirmed that Madge & Guy are getting a divorce. Who knew that British tabloids could be correct?

Mo and Guy did not sign a pre-nup so Madge could be paying Guy a pretty penny (or would that be a pretty pound?). Does mean she will only be half a Material Girl? National Enquiring minds want to know.

Worth His Weight In Gold Diamonds
In a concert appearance in Houston after Hurricane Katrina, Neil Diamond commented that Houston was a city with a heart.

This week Neil returned to The Bayou City for a concert. Houston Chronicle reported the following:

Diamond backed up his talk with action. He promised to donate 100 percent of gross merchandise sales to the Gulf Coast Ike Relief Fund — and match the total out of his pocket.

"When I was just a guy with a guitar looking for a gig, Houston was good to me," Diamond said, his voice rising with a preacher's fervor. "Buy a T-shirt or a record or a jacket — anything. So maybe some of those people won't have to spend Christmas in tents."

It worked, almost too well. Scores of fans immediately raced up the aisles and into the lobby, descending a few minutes later with stuffed bags. According to Diamond's publicist, the final total was more than $200,000, which included the venue's cut of profits.

Str8 Up With A Twist must ask, "Does it get any better than Neil Diamond?"

And The Beat Debate Goes On
There was another debate last night between Obama and McCain. I watched Project Runway instead. As I predicted, LeeAnn (sp) won. All three of the finalists presented cohesive collections. For the first time, there wasn't one that wasn't bad. For a recap of the episode, check out David Dust. And for those of you who are lamenting the fact that there wasn't a reunion show, check out Project Rungay

WTF?
I was at Kroger the other night and saw a card display for Sweetest Day which is October 18. WTF?

So I went to Wiki and found this:

Sweetest Day is an observance celebrated primarily in the Great Lakes region and parts of the Northeast United States on the third Saturday in October. It is described by Retail Confectioners International as an "occasion which offers all of us an opportunity to remember not only the sick, aged and orphaned, but also friends, relatives and associates whose helpfulness and kindness we have enjoyed. Sweetest Day has also been referred to as a "concocted promotion" created by the candy industry solely to increase sales of candy.

Ramblings Of A Caffeinated Mind 17.2

666
Yesterday's post about Ivana Trump post #666. I'm just sayin'.

Ike update
A month ago many of us were dealing with the aftermath of being bitch slapped by Ike. And like Tina Turner all we asked for was our electricity our name a new normal.

AttyHou and Everyday Italian have put up a new fence so I no longer have a room with a view a view of the swimming pool next door; just like old times. I don't see my neighbors very much anymore. For those few days, we were comrades in arms. ¡Viva la revolución! Misery loves company.

There is still debris in the streets. There are still people missing from Galveston Island and Bolivar Peninsula.

Instead of saying, "Hey! How are you?" the new greeting is, "How long were you without power?"

Instead of talking about plans for Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas people are talking about what size generator they're going to buy in anticipation of Hurricane Season 2009.

I guess this is the new normal.

What's In A Name
John Culberson is running for re-election to the U.S. House of Representatives. This morning on the telly I heard one of his commercials. What got my attention is he referred to Hurricane Ike as the storm of the century. Uh...

Ike was a strong Category 2. This is only 2008. Katrina was in 2005. How can Ike be the storm of the century? Just askin'.

Have you ever...?
seen someone who looks like their dog?

Today on my way to LeFittes I was cutting through Midtown and I saw a guy from the gym walking his dog.

This guy is about 5'6" and is built like a brick house. He was walking some breed of bulldog. Definitely a pair.

I have been told that if I had blonde hair I would look like Calvin.

Once upon a time there was a tavern restaurant
My longtime friend Kanadian Ken from Kalgary is in town this week. I have not Kanadian Ken in a few years and it is always a pleasure to spend time with him. He is one of those friends that when we see each other we can pick up where we left off no matter how long it has been.

So last night Kanadian Ken from Kalgary gathered the usual suspects for dinner at Cafe A Do Me Adobe on Westheimer. I was at the office until 545P (CDT) and had three things to do before I could arrive at A Do Me Adobe.

I was a bit surprised when I arrived a few minutes late and was able to find parking and easily found my tablemates for the evening. It wasn't crowded at all.

This used to be the place to be seen on a Monday night in Houston. Dead as a door nail I tell ya!

We pondered why this was the situation and none of us could come up with a good answer. The economy? Post-Ike depression? People have a new place to be seen on a Monday and I didn't get the memo? Who knows?

So that is about it bois and gurls. Catch up with you soon!

from Shelby Hodges

GARY FOUNTAIN FOR THE CHRONICLE

Bob Devlin, from left, Melissa Mithoff and Monsour Taghdisi at the Legacy Community Health Services luncheon. Mithoff was the luncheon chair, and Devlin and Taghdisi were honorees.

Shame, shame
What's up with Ivana Trump? She signed on months ago to be guest speaker at the Legacy Community Health Services annual luncheon and was unruffled when the date had to be changed because of Hurricane Ike.

But on Tuesday she was a no show. First she cancelled on the swank cocktail reception that her pal and bridesmaid Joan Schnitzer-Levy had planned for Monday night in her River Oaks home. Trump, however, assured organizers she would be in Houston Tuesday morning in time for the event at Wortham Theater Center.

She kept her word and caught a 6:30 a.m. flight out of New York. But once the plane landed, she called to whine that she wasn't feeling well and was getting on a return flight within the hour.

The funny thing is — she wasn't really missed. The show went on with luncheon chair Melissa Mithoff, Channel 2 news anchor Jerome Gray serving as emcee and Legacy Community Health Services executive director Katy Caldwell not skipping a beat.

Legacy Leadership awards were presented to honorees Monsour Taghdisi and Neiman Marcus' Bob Devlin — two men so charming that Ivana's fading grace wasn't needed.

Do The Math

Person #1: How do you want the chairs set up?
Me (showing a diagram): 2 rows on this side of 7 & 7 and two rows on this side of 8 & 8.
Person #1: That's 28. You said you needed 30 chairs.
Me: 14 plus 16 equals 30.
Person #1: Oh.

Two hours later...
Person #2: We need to set up these chairs so it looks balanced.
Person #1: Tim said to do 7 and 7 on this side and 8 and 8 on this side.
Person #2: That's only 28.
Me: It's 30.
Person #2: Oh.

Project Row Houses event

Project Row Houses Announces
29th Round of Artists’ Installations
Opening Reception: Saturday, October 11, 2008

4:00 PM – 7:00 PM
2505 – 2521 Holman Street, Houston, TX 77004

(Houston, Texas) – Project Row Houses (PRH) announces its opening reception for Round 29 THUNDERBOLT SPECIAL: The Great Electric Show and Dance – Commemorating Sam Lightnin’ Hopkins. In conjunction with THUNDERBOLT SPECIAL, emerging artist El Franco Lee II will be displaying Survival of the Fittest. The Opening Reception, free and open to the public, will be held on October 11, 2008 from 4:00 PM to 7:00 PM. THUNDERBOLT SPECIAL and Survival of the Fittest will be on display from October 11, 2008 to March 1, 2009.

Artist Terry Adkins partners with Project Row Houses as curator and participating artist for Round 29: THUNDERBOLT SPECIAL. Joining Adkins in this Round are artists James Andrew Brown, Sherman Fleming, Charles Gaines and George Smith.

Adkins states, “We are all educators, black males and seasoned artists. I chose this group because Hopkins was a black male and a seasoned musician. This group can most appropriately address the life, work and accomplishments of Lightnin’ Hopkins in a variety of ways.” Each artist will create an original installation in one or more of the artist project houses.

Immediately following the opening reception will be a THUNDERBOLT SPECIAL performance. This performance is an interwoven variety of music, ritual, spoken word and video celebrating the life and art of Lightnin’ Hopkins. Featured are the artists members Lone Wolf Recital Corps, Blanche Bruce, The Sacred Order of the Twilight Brothers and the Anti-Formalist Reclamation Organization. The performance groups are composed of the visual artists participating in Round 29.

About THUNDERBOLT SPECIAL artists
• Terry Adkins is Professor of Fine Arts at The University of Pennsylvania. Mr. Adkins is an installation artist and musician who lives and works in Brooklyn and Philadelphia.

• James Andrew Brown is an Associate Professor at The William Paterson University of New Jersey. Mr. Brown stated, “I began as a painter, but my work has undergone a steady expansion into large-scale installations I call, visual experiences, which draws from life. Drawing has been a means of exploring visual communication, and it has been a great part of my creative experience.”

• Sherman Fleming is a visual and performance artist who has exhibited for 26 years across the U.S. as well as The Netherlands and Japan. Mr. Fleming is Program Coordinator for ArtWorks! Mural Art Program’s anti-truancy project in Philadelphia.

• Charles Gaines has focused on the postmodern and metonymy to make art that combines drawn or photographic images with text. His art addresses the irreconcilable opposition, in classical theory, between the conditions of feelings and the conditions of culture which negate each other in the same experience.

• George Smith received his B.F.A. in sculpture from The San Francisco Arts Institute and received and M.F.A. from Hunter College in New York City. Mr. Smith’s sculptures and drawings are inspired by a continuous interest in polygonal and fractal geometry combined with geometric forms witnessed in traditional African sculpture and architecture.

About Survival of the Fittest artist
• El Franco Lee II is the recipient of the 2008 Artadia Awards and the 2008 Lawndale internship program. El Franco’s solo exhibition will feature graphic paintings and drawings that depict social and urban issues.

About Project Row Houses
PRH was founded in 1993 as a result of discussions among African-American artists who wanted to establish a positive, creative presence in their own community. Our work is founded on the principle that art and the community that creates it can revitalize even the most depressed of inner-city neighborhoods, for the mutual good of existing and future residents. Thus, the mission of Project Row Houses is to create community through the celebration of art and African American history and culture.

Project Row Houses is open to the public Wednesday thru Sunday, 12:00 p.m. – 5:00 p.m. Group tours can be scheduled by calling 713.526.7662.

Ramblings Of A Caffeinated Mind 17.1

URGGHHH!
OK. So despite this being a busy week I also wanted to increase my level of fitness activities. Who knew that this stuffy nose & sore throat would wear me down? I have done one run and one weight workout this week. I was going to get up early this morning and go for a run but I just didn't have it in me. Then I was going to go workout after work but considering that I never had a decent meal today I had no energy. Someone at work even noticed that I had not eaten anything for lunch because she said I was tanking. Things at work will calm down next week so maybe my eating and fitness will get back on schedule.

Debates
I tried to watch the debate last night between Barack Obama and John McCain. I was not entertained.

When the adults would speak all that you could hear was "Wah wah wah." That's what I heard last night when I turned on the telly. Obama: "Wah, wah, wah." McCain, "Wah, wah, wah." I can't remember what I watched but I know it wasn't much of the debate.

I actually enjoyed the Biden/Palin debate last week. I was always a sucker for freak shows at the circus. I'm just sayin'.

Costume
I need a costume idea. I've been invited to a Halloween Party on the 17th and I really haven't had much time to think of a costume. Any ideas? Suggestions are welcome.

What if...
you paid invited a big name celebrity to be the guest speaker at a fundraiser luncheon and he/she didn't show up? Just askin'...and yes it happened yesterday.

dilemma

I was faced with a dilemma this evening. It all had to do with which street I turned left on to get home. You see...

If I turned left on Gray, that would take me to West Gray which would put me within spitting distance of LeFittes. If I turned left on St. Joseph, that would eventually put me on a few streets to take me to Memorial Drive which would take me home. What to do?

This morning I woke up around 3:00a.m. and had a sore throat and was sneezing so no running for me! Knowing that I had done any physical exercise today I decided to go to LeFittes.

I'm a bit tired right now due to my illness and fitness routine but I do feel better from physical exertion. I guess I should always keep a change of clothes in the car in case I'm faced with similar

Ramblings Of A Caffeinated Mind 17.0

Reprimand
Last night at Krewe of Olympus's Fais Do Do I was publicly reprimanded for being a bad blogger. You see...

I have several readers who live and breath by Str8 Up With A Twist. It seems that I have let them down. I explained to one that because of my new job I don't have as much time on my hands and I don't think it would be appropriate to spend a bunch of time at work blogging. So I guess I could quit my job and blog full-time?

Just thinking about the conversation made me think of a song. This next clip is dedicated to Kenny In Montrose (KIM).


Big As A House Car
I can't stop eating! Ever since Ike bitch slapped Houston I have been on an eating binge and I have reduced the amount of time that I spend on my fitness routine. Now...part of this has to do with the fact that that's the night that lights went out in Georgia Memorial Park and it was a bit difficult to run in the dark.

Also, the work schedule and other commitments are interfering with my workouts at LeFittes. These are not excuses but just facts.

However, I could cut back on my eating but well Houston is known for it's good food and some of my friends are good cooks and who am I to say no to a good meal? Just sayin'.

Today I was with AttyHou in The Cal Mobile and there was a lady at a service bent over putting air in her tires. Her car was a Mini Cooper and lets just say her ass was so wide you couldn't see the side of the car. Guess that is the reminder I need to cut back on my eating.

Fais Do Do
Last night Krewe of Olympus had our Fais Do Do (fundraising party). Pretty much it's a reason to get together, eat homemade Cajun food and drink adult beverages. It was a bunch of fun.

I schlepped drinks for a couple of shifts and chatted with our guests when I wasn't schlepping drinks. There were many new faces and I hope that everyone had a good time.

Needless to say, I was a bit tired this morning but I did make it to LeFittes for a workout. And in anticipation of eating quite a bit on Saturday evening, I did a quick jaunt around Memorial Park on Saturday morning.

And In Case You Missed Sarah Palin on SNL