Pic Of The Day - 01.08.15 - Champion

This past NFL season, I once again participated in a Fantasy Football League. My heart just wasn't into it this year so I just sort of let the team flounder.

The season culminates with a tailgate party. Debbie makes sure we have a fun time. And, like grade school, everyone gets a trophy for showing up and playing.

One of my co-workers/friends actually won her league! She is a champion and more than just in fantasy football.

When she received her trophy, she started singing this:

Ramblings Of A Caffeinated Mind 15.1

Project Runway
Last night's challenge was to create a design for drag queen. Some of the contestants did a wonderful job and went over the top and a few fell flat on their face.

Surprisingly, Str8 Joe won the challenge! He had some strong competition from Terri and Korto. And I must ask, "Why didn't one of the fags end up in the top three?" Instead they were the bottom (three) and Blayne should have been with them. Just sayin'.

Once again, there were some funny lines last night. This one was actually a compliment. It's not verbatim and I can't remember who said it: "It looks like the love child from Mahogany and Gene Simmons."

The other one (not verbatim) that made me cackle was a comment that RuPaul said to Keith, "And the dingo ate your baby. All I'm hearing is excuses."

For a recap (because I can't compete with these two and wouldn't even DARE to try), check in with LoneStar Steve and David Dust.

Olympic Fever

There are just too many events to cover and too many accolades to give. However, I would like to blame Misty May-Treanor & Kerri Walsh for making me get to bed late last night. You see...

I have ALWAYS loved volleyball. I've had my moments on the court but I actually like watching it more than I enjoy playing it. Whether it's men's volleyball or women's volleyball, indoor or beach, I *heart* volleyball.

So last night after America's Greatest Dog, Project Runway and Shear Genius I flipped channels over to the Olympics only to realize that it was the gold medal match for Women's Beach Volleyball and it was live! It was also pouring down rain in Beijing but the game was going to happen one way or the other.

It was EXCITING! Misty May-Treanor & Kerri Walsh defended their gold medal from 2004 Athens and racked up consecutive win #108. You geaux girls!

By the time it was over, my adrenaline was pumping. The Calvinator went to bed without me and even came back to the living room to see if I was ready to go to bed. I couldn't sleep I was so excited.

Weird Things
Do you ever catch yourself doing something weird?

I've noticed that recently I've been pinching my waist to see if I have a muffin top. I notice it when I'm at the gym, running or at the grocery store. I'm sure I do it others time during the day. Weird isn't it?

Have You Ever...
seen a nice butt and want to walk up and grab it? Just askin'.

Rain
OK. So we go from near drought levels to having the wettest month of the year and the month isn't over yet. I know I shouldn't complain but it is causing me to have to run on the treadmill and I hate running on a treadmill. So to add to my misery I do inclines and I hate running inclines!

With all of this rain, don't worry, I haven't left my cake out because I'll never have that recipe again.

World AIDS Day Houston 2008 (Dec. 1)
Plans are underway for a week long commemoration of World AIDS Day. As soon as we get definite details for the events, we will have them posted on the website.

I'm really impressed with the cooperation and involvement of so many people. It's a good group of people working for a good cause.

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OK bois and gurls, that's about it for today. Tomorrow I'll give you details about Ivana Trump coming to Houston for a Legacy event.

Saturday Night Recap

So I got home from The Houston Black Tie Dinner a bit after 1100p. As I had stated in a previous post, I usually partake of too many adult beverages at this event but tonight I kept it in control. Don't get me wrong. I still had a few but because I drove myself downtown I knew that I couldn't be a lush tonight. Dammit!

It was a very nice evening. I'm gonna be honest with you. I was a bit bored with Ru. Just my opinion. I had a better time visiting with folks. Met a fun couple who own a couple of bars in Houston. They were late getting to our table because they went to the wrong event in the Hyatt. So they sorta ate dinner twice. Sounds like something I would do. (Remind me to tell you what I did yesterday.) Had a fun time talking with Bill and Tony who were also at the table with me.

It's funny that when I was a kid I was very shy. People would talk to me and I would hide behind my mother. People also would tell me I had the prettiest eyelashes. Haven't heard THAT in awhile.

The reason I bring up the shyness is because tonight when I was standing in line waiting for a Martini (str8upwithatwist) a guy behind me introduced himself to me. I thought he looked familiar and it turns out he runs at Memorial Park and is training for the marathon in January. He said he is usually a shy person and doesn't talk to strangers. Considering we were in that Martini line for awhile we could have met, dated and broken up by the time we got our drinks.

So it got me to thinking: when did I get over my shyness? I really don't know. I think it was when I discovered the stage and lights and applause in high school when I played Linus in You're A Good Man Charlie Brown.

Every now and then I do find myself reverting back the 5 year old who clams up. I do know that a few cocktails erases the shyness.

I did the radio interview this morning at 100A at KPFT for World AIDS Day Houston. I'm a bit wired right now not from the flow of adrenaline but from the 1.5 Rock Stars that I had when I got home from being downtown.

I was drinking the purple one with guava.

I didn't want to fall asleep talking on the radio. I may have over done it on the Rock Star though. Maybe I should fold laundry or something. The Calvinator is passed out.

The radio show went really well. And no I didn't have to get naked. Falcon, Matt, Bryan and I were interviewed by Jimmy. I'm not sure how many people were listening but when I got home I did have an email from someone who stayed up to listen to it and Bryan's bf called from SD (he was listening to it via the web).

So yes, once again it is in the wee hours of the morning on a Sunday and I'm blogging. Wish I had some sleeping pills! At this rate, I'm still gonna be awake when the 25K run starts at 700A. I should just plan on going down to Memorial & Shepherd and cheer them on. Actually I'm getting hungry but how pathetic would it be for me to walk into House of Pies (aka House of Guys) by myself at 230A? I'm probably better off folding laundry.

RuPaul (revisted)

So this morning, I get this message:

Black Tie Dinner Ticket Holders: Important Information

Important information about the
2007 Houston Black Tie Dinner

RuPaul Performance:
Photography and/or the use of any recording devices will not be allowed and is strictly prohibited during RuPaul's performance.

Wait until Kaye Sedilla hears about this! What's wrong Ru? You aren't aging so well? You should HOPE that people would want to take your picture.

As I told someone earlier, Kaye Sedilla and Shy Anne live for the flash bulbs!

Ramblings Of A Caffeinated Mind 6.1

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You will notice that to the left is a small graphic and the website for World AIDS Day Houston. (EDIT: OK...as the posting has moved down, the graphic is no longer to the left to the left. You can locate it under the masthead on the left.)

This is something I've been helping with since this past summer. I hope that you will take a moment to peruse the website and find an event or two to put on your calendar.

The face of HIV/AIDS may have changed a bit but it is still with us. We want to remind people that it is still with us in Houston/Harris County.

My Left Leg
Met up with runnerOne this morning. We ran 3 miles at a fast clip...well, fast for me. I mentioned to him the voodoo doll, ice pickesque pain I've been having in my left leg. He said he thinks it is sciatica. So I looked up the definition and he and Everyday Italian could be correct.

Of course I'm not going to follow the remedy because I was a bit insulted when I read this:

It may happen as a result of the general wear and tear of aging...

Screw it. I'll just walk around and yelp.

Spinning
I didn't go to spin class this evening because of the general wear and tear of aging. Why make it worse? I did do some weights this evening but nothing for the lower torso.

George W.
So this morning I was trolling around NoRO and I noticed a bevy of cops. They were frickin' everywhere! They were on Memorial, Shepherd, Allen Pkwy, and even at the bottom of my little NoRO hill. And one point I could hear a helicopter circling.

So I called Everyday Italian and he told me he thought George W. was in town but it still didn't make any sense because Air Force One lands at Ellington Field which is south of the city.

Turns out George W. was doing something downtown and then was going to a fundraiser at someone's mansion in RO (River Oaks). It was for Senator Cornyn who is gonna have some 'splainin' to do when it comes to why he didn't vote for the insurance for children. So yep, he's gonna need a war chest.

From RO, George W. was going to San Antonio. Shouldn't he be in the White House dealing with Pakistan? What a frickin' mess that is!

You know...I didn't vote for him when he was running for Governor of Texas and I didn't vote for him when he was running for President so you can't blame me for putting him in office.

You'd Better Work
I had been wavering about going to see RuPaul this weekend. Yes. RuPaul.

Well it's not just about RuPaul. Ru will be at The Houston Black Tie Dinner. I just couldn't get excited about going this year but I decided on Wednesday to suck it up and buy a ticket and I took my tux to the cleaners.

(The last time I wore the tux was in New Orleans during Mardi Gras at the Orpheus Ball. I'm sure a few cocktails were spilled on it that night as I tried to catch beads with one hand and sipped my adult beverage from the cup in the other hand.)

I usually drink a bit too much at The Houston Black Tie Dinner and I'm a bit concerned because I think I'm supposed to be talking on the radio at 100A on Sunday morning.

I'm afraid this is going to rank up there with Don't Drink and Dress; Don't Drink and Dial; Don't Drink and Blog; Don't Drink and Talk On The Radio.

So that's it for now. More later.