Sunday: was a rare weekend day out as Caprice, as my wife wanted to do something I was totally uninterested in. First,
Clover Honey (recovering in male mode from emceeing the
Brooklyn Pride Festival the previous day) and I saw a pair of transgender documentaries at
Newfest, the NYC LGBT film festival. One was
Envisioning Justice: The Journey of a Transgendered Woman. This was about Pauline Park, a New York trans activist with whom I've worked on the GENDA Coalition steering committee. It was quite good, and I learned a lot about her life. I knew she was a Korean adoptee, but I hadn't known she has a twin brother. The second film was
Simply Love (Gewoon Liefde). This was a sequel to the 1993 documentary
A Change of View, which told the story a Dutch transwoman's transition. The sequel tells of her reuniting with a girfiend of her youth, after 40 years. It was a boring soap opera--the only interesting parts were the excerpts from the original film that were inserted.
After the films there was a Q&A with Pauline and her film-biographer, Larry Tung. Then some of us went over to the
HK Lounge for a bit of a reception. My friend Cleopatra Queen of Denile joined us, dressed for a party as always. Then she and I adjourned next door to HK's restaurant for some dinner (my entree was about half the size it should have been, but CQoD was quite satisfied with hers).
Following that we went to
XES, where we watched the
Tony Awards. I filled up on a hot dog and popcorn they provided, while getting semi-inebriated (I sure wish bars wouldn't get
Absolut Apeach confused with Absolut Pear, though). It's fun watching the Tony's in a gay bar, with people cheering on their favorites. The guy sitting next to me knew
every song that was performed.
Tuesday: I went to the
ACLU's LGBT & AIDS Project's 10th Annual Pride Reception for attorneys and summer associates. I was on the host committee. It was held at the fabulous offices of
Kirkland & Ellis LLP, located on the 50th floor of the
Citigroup Center. The views were fantastic. I was looking
down on the famous "
lipstick building." I met a few people I knew, and had a nice time talking to them and filling up on wonderful hors d'oeuvres and gin and tonics. Things were winding down about 9:30, and I called it an early night.
The rest of the week: I stayed home, helping my wife with some things she wanted done around the apartment. Friday and Saturday evenings we watched the last two episodes of
John Adams.
But they're not just selling chunks of concrete, or whatever it was made of. They are embedding little bits of it in pieces of jewelry. Called "Restoration Rocks," they are priced from $175 for sterling silver hoop earrings to $4,350 for a 14k gold large cuff bracelet. 
A few weeks back the Metropolitan Museum removed the scaffolding that had obscured the front during its refurbishing. I was struck by how handsome the building was. Not only was it nice and clean, it was free of the huge banners they always used to advertise the current exhibitions. There were normally five banners, including three huge ones that sometimes flapped noisily in the breeze. I thought I wouldn't have very long to enjoy the sight of the unencumbered ediface before they hoisted some new ones.
But to my delight the big, distracting banners were replaced by three small ones, directly attached to the facade, covering only some plain wallspace. I guess I wasn't the only one who disliked the old mess. 
