Monday, September 29, 2008

Trans-blog day for Obama

Today a number of trans and allied bloggers are renewing our plea to help the campaign of Barack Obama for president. Back in June a group of us sent out a request for donations to the Obama campaign through a specific page on Act Blue, the online clearinghouse for Democratic action, which was set up with the help of the Stonewall Democrats. The purpose of this effort was to demonstrate to the Obama campaign that we trans people and our allies are a significant group supporting him.

As you can see by the donor thermometer above we've had some success. As of this writing we are ninth on the list of groups donating to the Obama campaign through Act Blue. With a little effort we could be eighth. With a bit more, we could be seventh. Click here for my update.

I think (hope) that I'm preaching to the choir when I say that a McCain-Palin administration would be disastrous for the country, and for LGBT people in particular. While Barack Obama is not our perfect candidate, he is head and shoulders above his opponent.

He needs our financial support. The Republicans, the party of money, can always count on large donations from a small number of wealthy people, who want to use our government to increase their wealth, regardless of how that affects anyone else. Democrats like Barack Obama need the support of a large number of non-wealthy people, each giving a little, to counter this.

And as a group, trans people certainly are non-wealthy. If such a survey were possible, I'm sure we would find that the median wealth of trans people is far below that of the non-trans population. Many of us are the victims of employment discrimination. Many of us have to find new jobs, if not whole new careers, after transitioning--and transitioning itself can be very expensive.

So we don't expect large donations (though that would be nice, of course). We're looking to get as many people as possible to donate through the trans page. The number of donors is more important than the amount of money raised.

Everyone's help is needed. Your contribution, even if it's only $5, is needed. Please help. Please demonstrate to the Obama campaign that trans people are significant supporters. We need to be visible.

So go to http://www.actblue.com/page/trans and make a contribution. Every penny goes to the Obama campaign--no fees are deducted. Do it now, before you forget.

Thanks.

Sunday, September 28, 2008

Weekly free associations

  1. Hearing :: loss

  2. Aggression :: Georgia

  3. Charged :: particles

  4. Traveler :: insurance

  5. Hydrate :: water

  6. Detox :: shampoo

  7. Qualify :: Olympics

  8. Prison :: cell

  9. Frontal :: lobotomy

  10. Pep talk :: halftime

Thanks to Unconscious Mutterings.

Friday, September 26, 2008

Plat du jour

A fan of one of those New Jersey football teams. (The only NFL team in New York is the Bills.)

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Mukasey's on a roll

Justice Department won't send prosecutors to polls

Another good decision out of the attorney general's office. If the Bush administration weren't ending in a few months, I'd be wondering how long before Mukasey would be booted out.

A Bushie does something right!

U.S. Attorney General Michael Mukasey has rejected the denial of asylum for a woman facing genital mutilation and a possible forced marriage to her cousin. I'm impressed. After the miserable term of John Ashcroft, and the even worse one of Alberto R. Gonzales, Bush's latest A-G is definite improvement.

Of course, it's all relative. He's still a conservative Republican. He's just not a knee-jerk right-wing idealogue.

Best "Overheard in the Office" of the day

Female employee: You've never had Krispy Kreme donuts?
Male employee: Nope.
Female employee: Ohh. They are so good!
Male employee: Really?
Female employee: Yeah, they're better than sex!
Male employee: Hmm. You must be doing it wrong.

Centerville, Utah


via Overheard in the Office, Sep 22, 2008

Monday, September 22, 2008

I'm famous!

http://afp.google.com/article/ALeqM5h2x8r8U5awx7fHsLIyvMbm53XEUw (I'm at the end.)

An accurate quote for once. But I don't think I was somber. Maybe the reporter was only looking at my friend. And for the record, I was wearing a glittery top and a skirt, and Tawdry had on an LBD. He was right about my necklace, though. I was running late and didn't have time to find the one I really wanted to wear.

This article is from Agence France-Press (AFP), and has already been carried by a bunch of news outlets around the world!

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Weekly free associations

  1. Heist :: Dortmunder

  2. Hack :: license

  3. Dane :: Nothing like a

  4. Stings :: bees

  5. Monkey :: business

  6. Junkie :: dope

  7. Pumped :: muscles

  8. Brass :: tacks

  9. Fight! :: 54-40 or

  10. Vouch :: for

from Unconscious Mutterings

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Plat du jour

I prefer chocolate.

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Weekly free associations

  1. Cut the crap :: ???

  2. Scent :: smell

  3. Vanishing :: cream

  4. Wetness :: dryness

  5. Cheap :: expensive

  6. Badges :: stinking

  7. Puppy :: love

  8. Problem solver :: ???

  9. Gambling :: addiction

  10. Sophia :: Loren

from Unconscious Mutterings

I seem to have trouble with ones of more than one word.

Saturday, September 13, 2008

Another one for the trans team?

From Liz Smith's column:
I THINK part of me would love to play a drag queen, just because it would be an excuse to wear loads of eye makeup," says the "Harry Potter" star Daniel Radcliffe.

Friday, September 12, 2008

Plat du jour













Eh, what's up, doc?

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Plat du jour
















Boasting about his/her salary, I guess.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

Tuesday, September 09, 2008

Sunday, September 07, 2008

Weekly free associations

  1. House :: party

  2. Think :: ahead

  3. Clot :: cream

  4. Believe me :: ???

  5. Fumigation :: bugs

  6. Bore :: drill

  7. Luck :: draw

  8. Patient :: doctor

  9. Tremors :: movie

  10. Pickles :: condiments


from Unconscious Mutterings

Saturday, September 06, 2008

Plat du jour

A Martin Brodeur fan, I believe. Unless it's actually Brodeur's car.

Friday, September 05, 2008

Wednesday, September 03, 2008

Plat du jour


No, New York is in the United States.

Tuesday, September 02, 2008

Plat du jour

In lieu of what? (unless this is referring to a very crowded bathroom)

Monday, September 01, 2008

Olympic thoughts

The Opening Ceremony: I thought the Beijing Olympics Opening Ceremony was magnificent--but at a cost of $300,000,000, they were hardly worth it. That's nearly $30,000 per athlete! Ooops, I forgot. The ceremony isn't for the athletes--they don't enter the stadium until most of it is over. Hopefully they had screens set up in their holding area so they could watch it.

Architecture: The "Bird's Nest" stadium and the swimming building (I refuse to call it a cube, because it's not one) are wonderful. I was a bit surprised at how attractive a lot of the Beijing architecture is. Somehow I expected it to be heavier, more practical than stylish. But even the extremely solid-looking tomb of Mao Tse-tung has playful moving fountains in front.

The NBC coverage: It was pretty good--I'll give them a B, maybe a B+. They handled the time difference quite well, even beyond insisting that events like the swimming finals be held in the morning Beijing time, so they could be shown live in prime time in the U.S. They managed to show the recorded events quite naturally, without pretending it was live. Only once did I notice an announcer giving the results of something that had not yet been broadcast. One problem, though, was NBC's tendency to wait until prime time to show the events that the U.S. athletes did well in. For instance, they showed the rowing finals during the day, except no mention was made of the women's 8 event, which the U.S. boat won. That they saved to show in the evening.

Personally, though, it was a pain avoiding news reports of the results of events that were not yet broadcast. I read the sports section of the newspaper a day late, just to make sure.

The level of NBC's expert commentary varied quite a bit. Some of it was over-technical (like fencing), some was lacking in depth (like gymnastics). Speaking of fencing, I found it impossible to follow. Even with slow motion replays, I couldn't really tell what was happening.

They kept the number of features down--there were just enough to give viewers an occasional break from the events, while still using most of the broadcasts to show the competitions. I was not the least bit surprised that there were no coverage of the living quarters of the average Beijing residents, however--let alone any mention of the rural poverty found throughout most of the country.

I did miss having a daily wrap-up. I suppose that might be difficult with the time difference. The only thing they did each day was to give a medal count.

The competition: Michael Phelps' winning 8 gold medals was tremendous--significantly more difficult than the 7 Mark Spitz won in 1972. For one thing, Spitz only swam the freestyle and the butterfly, while Phelps used all four strokes. Also, Phelps swam 17 races to Spitz's 13, I think it was. But also, I think the level of competition is just a whole lot greater today than it was 36 years ago. There was one factor, never mentioned in the broadcasts, where Phelps had it easier. Spitz completed his feat in the aftermath of the Palestinian terrorist attack on the Israeli athletes, and there was concern that Spitz, who is Jewish, might also be a target. It was a nice touch, though, for NBC to have Spitz electronically join Phelps in an interview--not that Spitz really had all that much to say, other than to congratulate Phelps.

In a way it was unfortunate that so many of the U.S. teams did so well. Their games took up a huge amount of the broadcasts, and I think coverage of individual events suffered because of that. I never saw a minute of wrestling, a sport I like a lot.

Officiating: As for the officiating, there was far too much controversy, particularly in the judged events. I don't ever remember there being problems with diving in the past, and there weren't any in Beijing, outside of some widely divergent scores occasionally. But gymnastics had some, and boxing was a complete mess. The winter games' figure skating has managed to come up with a pretty good solution to its problems: a change to a somewhat more objective system, and the use a large panel of judges (14, I think) from which a computer blindly picks a smaller number to actually use. Gymnastics would greatly benefit from a similar system. However, there would be a problem: gymnastics has multiple events going on simultaneously, 6 for the men, 4 for the women. So you'd need a huge number of judges, and I doubt there are that many who have enough experience judging world-class competitions.

To its credit, gymnastics has made some changes. It has made the judging criteria more objective. And quite some time ago it went to "neutral judging." All of the judges are from countries that do not have athletes competing in that event. But from that a different problem arises--although the possibility of biased judges has decreased, neutral judging increases the possibility of incompetent judges. Simply put, if a country is not able to develop gymnasts good enough to compete at the Olympics, it may not be able to develop judges that are good enough to officiate there. At the very least, they probably will not have been seeing very much of the Olympic-level skills back in their home countries. I think this was the reason it took so long for some of the scores to arrive sometimes, particularly in the early days--the "technical committee," which does have officials from the competing countries, were checking the judges' scores to make sure that at least the objective part was done correctly.

Then there's boxing. Without getting into the question of whether it belongs in the Olympics at all, its judging system just doesn't work right. They tried to make it objective, but what they came up with is totally inadequate. Five judges are arranged around the ring. Each has a button for each fighter, and they are supposed to push the button for a contestant when he lands a legal punch. If three of the five judges push the button for a fighter within one second, he gets a point. Fine. But the problem is that very often one, two, sometimes even three of the judges are not able to actually see where a punch lands--the fighters' bodies, or the referee, is blocking their view. The result is that many good punches result in no score. My prescription: increase the number of judges. Put two (or even three) on each side of the ring, so more of them will have an unobstructed view at any one time. Then score a point if half of them push the button within a second.

Miscellaneous: The Beijing Olympics were far more spectator-friendly than the Montreal games that I attended in 1976. The announcers in the venues were far more informative than we had. Except for the main stadium, none of the venues had viewing screens in 1976, and even the one there (this was one of the first ones anywhere) showed no replays). We had no cheerleaders at basketball games (forget about the bikini-clad dancers at beach volleyball--the sport wasn't in the Olympics in 1976 (Was it even an organized sport back then?)). We didn't have a pre-show to entertain us before the actual Opening and Closing Ceremonies took place. We were required to arrive an hour early, and then twiddle our thumbs.

Natalie Coughlin had the best smile of the entire games.

Sometime since 1976, I think fairly recently, gymnastics changed its competition format somewhat. First, they eliminated the compulsory exercises in the team competition. It got extremely boring watching gymnast after gymnast do the exact same thing, especially since these exercises were rather easy compared to the optional ones they did in the competition. (And with the women's floor exercise, they all used the same music!) Also, previously all of the athletes competed on all of the apparatuses (apparati?--I guess not) in the team competition. Now they have specialists. This has increased the average skill of the athletes actually competing (though I suspect is has made the selection of the team members a whole lot more difficult).

The floor they use for the gymnastics floor exercises is a whole lot more bouncy than it was in 1976, I think.

I looked at the nbcolympics.com website the first night of competition, but almost never after that. Besides my not wanting to find out the results of events that were going to be televised later, the live broadcasts on the web had no audio commentary, and very little visual either.

I never had the time nor the inclination to look at NBC's auxiliary channels very much. They had channels for basketball, soccer and boxing, plus one general one, all in high-definition, using MSNBC and CNBC among others. In addition, they occasionally had broadcasts on other channels--for instance, they had a couple of hours of the equestrian events on the Oxygen Channel, at least some of the days.

I doubt all of the Chinese women gymnasts are 16 years old as the current rules require, but I'm not sure they should have such a rule. I'd rather see minimum height and/or weight rules--that might reduce the over-emphasis on tumbling skills that we currently see. They certainly would be easier to enforce.

It was great watching the U.S. men's basketball team, the "Redeem Team," win the gold, after its bronze medal performance in 2004. It was great watching all these millionaire superstars put the team first and themselves second--especially the ones that rarely were used in the game. And it was very classy of them to drape their medals around their coach's neck for a team picture--coaches don't get a medal, only the athletes themselves.

My "Olympic records": The number of hits my glob got from people looking for information on Mary Carillo was huge--nearly 15,000 over the course of the two weeks. Each day about 95% of my visitors went directly to my Mary Carillo lesbian? post. The single day high: 2,228. (This last week it went down, of course, but there was still some residual Carillo effect. And it went back into triple figures yesterday, as she's now back here in New York, broadcasting from the U.S. Open.)

Sunday, August 31, 2008

Weekly free associations

  1. Groceries :: list

  2. Deodorant :: spray

  3. Psychic :: rip-off

  4. Cherries :: pits

  5. Spooky :: Halloween

  6. Yogurt :: plain

  7. Kitchen :: cabinet

  8. Nothing personal :: ha!

  9. Be nice :: I wish

  10. Delivery :: Home

From Unconscious Mutterings.

Plat du jour

Saturday, August 30, 2008

Internet radio weirdness

I'm listening to the Wisconsin football game via Yahoo! Sports. They transmit the statewide network radio broadcast. It's really funny sitting here in my Manhattan apartment listening to ads for farm equipment and soybean seeds.

Headline fail

John McCain Pick from Left Field: Sarah Who?

No, she's from right field. In fact, she's over the foul line.

Friday, August 29, 2008

From Overheard in the Office

IT guy: Your laptop is not booting up because you have a stuck function key. What happened, anyway?

Rep (refusing to make eye contact): Yeah, I ... uhhh, think I dropped something on it.

It guy: Like what?!

Rep: Ummm yeah, well, like my fist.

via Overheard in the Office, Aug 28, 2008

Question of the day

Can Gov. Palin spell "potato?"

Obama goes to the ball park and hits a home run

Some people, especially Republicans, say they are underwhelmed by Obama's acceptance speech. They expected (or at least wanted) a fiery over-the-top call to the Democratic troops to go out and spread the liberal word to rest of America. Instead, Obama delivered a forceful, but controlled, summary of the failures of the Bush-McCain program and a rationale for electing him President. He laid out specifics. He looked for areas of agreement, and gave little ammunition to those that would want to wedge off hunks of undecided voters. It was precisely the speech that was needed at this point.

Sorry, Republicans. Obama isn't going to be a predictable, easy target for you.

Thursday, August 28, 2008

Plat du jour















Only 1 Michigan? I dunno.

That is to say, I don't know if that's what the license plate means. I do know there is only one Michigan (unless you count Upper Michigan as a different one, of course).

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Semi-random thoughts

● As you may have surmised, I was pre-occupied with the Olympics for a couple weeks. (I'll put together a post with my thoughts on the Games sometime soon.) This week it's the Democratic National Convention and the U.S. Tennis Open that are taking up my time--not to mention the pile of mail that accumulated while I was watching the Olympics. I will try to resume my posting frequency, however.

● Since I finally shook off the cold that was plaguing me for a couple weeks, I've resumed exercising every day. Yay me!

● I don't remember ever needing to repair any of my refrigerators in my entire life even once. But now it's twice for the current one. It's making a strange, groaning noise (which, strangely, stops when I open the freezer drawer). I will grant that this is the first one that has an ice-maker/cold water dispenser (which is what failed the first time), but it sure seems that they don't make them the same way they used to. (UPDATE: Unsurprisingly, it was the ice maker motor. We were advised that as long as it's continuing to make ice it isn't worth replacing. Also, turning up the thermostat (i.e. letting the freezer get a little warmer) might make the noise disappear.)

● I think it's a little sad that some of Hillary Clinton's supporters can't get over the fact that she lost (a couple of my Facebook friends continue to post anti-unity things). What I've noticed is that some of the most vehement Hillary die-hards are gay men. They seem to have invested so much of their own identity in her campaign. It’s as if they feel that having a woman president is as close to having a gay man elected as they’ll ever get.

● On Saturday the University of Wisconsin Badgers start the football season with a game against the Akron Zips. The Zips???!! Who in their right mind names an athletic team the Zips? (I sure hope they're no relation to Appalachian State.)

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Weekly free associations

  1. Cry :: laugh

  2. Stretch :: out

  3. Efficient :: good

  4. Brunch :: lunch

  5. Afro :: hair

  6. Preheat :: oven

  7. Delicious :: apple

  8. Global warming :: crisis

  9. Actions :: reactions

  10. Ride :: walk

Friday, August 22, 2008

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Plat du jour






No, this is your car.

Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Weekly free association

  1. Signature :: line

  2. Olympics :: marathon

  3. 100% :: pure

  4. Damn! :: it

  5. Gold :: fish

  6. Fresh and natural :: advertisement

  7. Fraction :: part

  8. Hurry :: up

  9. Summer :: Winter

  10. 29th :: 30th

Plat du jour

Sunday, August 17, 2008

Friday, August 15, 2008

Thursday, August 14, 2008

Let's hear it for bad writing

The winners of San Jose State University's 26th annual Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest have been announced. The grand prize, given for the worst example of an opening sentence of an imaginary novel, went to Garrison Spik of Washington, D.C. for
Theirs was a New York love, a checkered taxi ride burning rubber, and like the city their passion was open 24/7, steam rising from their bodies like slick streets exhaling warm, moist, white breath through manhole covers stamped "Forged by DeLaney Bros., Piscataway, N.J."

My favorite division of the competition is for "Vile Puns." The winner:
Vowing revenge on his English teacher for making him memorize Wordsworth's "Intimations of Immortality," Warren decided to pour sugar in her gas tank, but he inadvertently grabbed a sugar substitute so it was actually Splenda in the gas.

An opening sentence doesn't have to be long to be bad. There was this in the "Miscellaneous Dishonorable Mentions:"
She had the kind of body that made a man want to have sex with her.

Another "Olympic" record

Yesterday my glob had 1,223 visitors. Well over 90% went straight (tee-hee) to Mary Carillo lesbian?. (Anyone interested in my opinion on the matter should click on the link to my post.)

Plat du jour











NOICANT.

Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Happy birthday to my glob

It's three years old today. I've published 1,151 posts in that time. My first.

Well, it was an experiment at that point. I didn't know what I was doing. (OK, who said I still don't?)

(Hmmm, in writing this I noticed I have 9 posts in draft that I never published. I'll have to look into that.)

35,000 visitors!

My glob just received its 35,000th visitor. It only took about three months for the last 5,000. Thank you, Mary Carillo.

BTW, yesterday did not break my "Olympic record" for visitors in a single day. But it did come close: 979.

Plat du jour















Jaguars say "woofff?"

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Mini-rants

● Why do the clementines in the current bag have so many seeds?

● I wish Tim Daggett would give a little more technical description when commentating on the Olympics gymnastics. I don't need him to tell me me something is "crazy hard."

● I wish this cold would go away.

● McAfee's patch doesn't work. Its Anti-Spam program still crashes my browser often. Grrr.

My Olympic records

I guess Mary Carillo's first broadcast stint at the Olympics was Sunday. So I wasn't surprised when my previous record of 278 visitors to my glob (set during Wimbledon) was smashed. I got 657 hits, mostly people wanting to know her sexuality, marital status, etc.

But that was just the prelude. Yesterday I got 1,001 visitors.

Plat du jour

Monday, August 11, 2008

The funniest cat picture I've ever seen














more cat pictures

Plat du jour












A James Bond fan, I guess. Among films I preferred From Russia with Love, though the recent Casino Royale may have equalled it. As far as the books themselves, On Her Majesty's Secret Service was Fleming's best.

Weekly free associations

Sandyshoes found this one at http://subliminal.lunanina.com

  1. Month to month :: tenancy

  2. Adjusted :: gross income

  3. Prank :: juvenile

  4. Mop :: up

  5. Clarity :: preciseness

  6. Parenting :: magazine

  7. Glenn :: Falls

  8. Fingerprint :: CSI

  9. Pineapple :: Street

  10. Attorney :: lawyer

Sunday, August 10, 2008

Saturday, August 09, 2008

No, I haven't dropped off the face of the earth

I haven't posted in quite a while. The motel's Internet connection never worked properly after my previous post. We were able to get wi-fi access for limited periods at the public library in Lee later in the week, but there wasn't enough time to post. Since I got back to NY on Sunday, I've been suffering from a major cold, and sleeping more than usual--though it strangely let up a bit for one day, and I was able to get out. But the main thing I've been doing is to try to catch up on my e-mail and other Internet things, and my snail mail--which I still haven't done completely. And now the Olympics have started, which have grabbed most of my waking hours since yesterday evening. But I will get back to my glob.

Monday, July 28, 2008

First report from the Berkshires

We're up here in the Berkshires at the "Quality Inn." I suppose that's an accurate description--it doesn't say what level quality. Things got off to a rocky start when I noticed the door to our room didn't lock, at least from the outside. The next morning the motel owner (whose English leaves something to be desired) went out and got a maintenance man--telephoning him hadn't worked. I could see why--the maintenance man's English was far worse. I couldn't understand him at all. But he did fix the door lock problem, by wedging up the other door jamb, the one with the hinges! Somehow, that worked, allowing the lock to engage.

Occasionally the motel wi-fi works. This is the first time it's been up long enough to do more that check our e-mail.














At least the view from our room's nice little porch is good.

We did hear a very nice concert Saturday at the Berkshire Choral Festival, conducted by New York's own Kent Tritle: Handel's Solomon. Yesterday we went into Great Barrington and saw Mamma Mia! during a rainstorm. It was quite cute and silly. The movie, not the storm. That was severe enough to knock down tree limbs and cut the electricity in places.

Friday, July 25, 2008

Vacation time

We're off to the scenic Berkshires for a week+. Maybe I'll be able to blog from there.

Thursday, July 24, 2008

Plat du jour

I was a Badger 70.

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

One for the Irony File

Flight with 7 congressmen makes emergency landing
NEW ORLEANS (AP) - A Continental Airlines flight carrying former presidential candidate Ron Paul and six other members of Congress to Washington, D.C., made an emergency landing in New Orleans on Tuesday after a loss in cabin pressure.

The seven congressmen, all from Texas, were trying to get back in time for a Tuesday night vote on an aviation safety bill when the flight landed without incident, a spokesman for one of the representatives said...

How much is that kitty in the window?


In a Lexington Ave. pet store window.

Monday, July 21, 2008

Sunday, July 20, 2008

My week in review

Sunday: We returned to the Metropolitan Museum to see the rest of the Turner exhibition, that we started the previous week. I was most impressed with his watercolors. Afterwards we had a few minutes to go to their roof-top sculpture space to see the Jeff Koons works they have up there. They're marvelous--especially the balloon dog.

Wednesday: My LGBT bar association board meeting was cancelled, so I had to improvise. First, I grabbed a bit to eat at the Zipper Factory Tavern. Then I went downtown to the Parkside Lounge to hear R.U.B.--Robert Urban's 80's rock cover band. Though the air conditioning had failed, it was still a lot of fun.

After that I went up to the Monster Bar, where I was joined by some friends for some dancing and Jesse Volt's drag show.

(At the request of one of my readers, from now on I will add a note listing what I wear when I present as a woman.)

Wardrobe: Yellow V-neck t-shirt with poofy sleeves, and a white flower-print skirt


Thursday: To celebrate our 20th anniversary, we started with a nice dinner at Marseille, followed by a performance of Boeing, Boeing--a revival of a 60's comedy about an American in Paris with three fiancées, all airline stewardesses, as they were called back then. It was very silly, and the main character (who, it became apparent, was the friend of the guy with the fiancées, not the guy himself) was not terribly well-defined, but it was hilarious. Christine Baranski was great as the French housekeeper, but my favorite was Gina Gershon as the Italian fiancée (the other two were American and German). My fantasy would be to look like her in this part.

Friday: We took a sunset cruise to look at the Waterfalls. I wasn't terribly impressed, but it was a nice night to be out in the harbor, with a beer in hand. My wife had never taken one of these cruises before so the whole thing was new experience for her. Afterwards we stopped and bought a real balloon dog to remind us of the Jeff Koons one. Then we went back up to our neighborbood Italian restaurant for a pasta dinner.

Saturday: We went downtown to the Joyce Theater to see the modern dance group Pilobolus. We used to see a performance of their's every year, but they got rather repetitive. But after some 10 or 15 years we decided to give them another try, particularly because one of the pieces' co-creators was Basil Twist, whom we both like very much. "Darkness and Light" mostly used silhouettes seen on a white cloth sheet, which were created by dancers moving in front of colored lights. There was also a short segment that seemed to be sparkling lights projected directly on the sheet--I'm guessing this was the main contribution of Twist's. There were some interesting parts, but whole thing was rather weak.

This was preceded, though, by "B'zyrk." This was a long, wild dance piece with 6 performers dressed and dancing crazily, to some crazy-sounding music. (We couldn't decide if the lyric was in some real, Eastern European language unrecognizable to us or completely made-up.) It was my favorite. It combined humor with Pilobolus' trademark acrobatic balancing.

After intermission there were a couple of older pieces, which reminded me of why we stopped going to Pilobolus for a decade or so. But I'm glad we stayed, because at the end of the curtain call the almost naked dancers took turns sliding across the stage on a thin sheet of water, sort of like an old slip-n-slide (except it was just some water on the bare floor!), holding various poses and doing stunts. They seemed to be having a great time, and the audience had one also just watching them.

We followed that up with a pretty good dinner at a sort of French restaurant up the street. The dessert soufflé was very yummy.

Saturday, July 19, 2008

Plat du jour














Woof, woof!

Friday, July 18, 2008

The alphabet meme: Z

Z - Zucchini is for zodiac sign: Scorpio, at least according to the astrologers. But it's total hogwash. The stars don't determine our fates.

Plat du jour


Homophobic, I think.

Thursday, July 17, 2008

The alphabet meme: Y

Y-ucutan is for yummy food you ate today: Steak au poivre (though the sauce had only a tiny bit of pepper) and fries. Dessert was mixed berries with crème fraiche.

Happy anniversary--to us!

Today is our 20th wedding anniversary. Yay us!

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

The alphabet meme: X

X is for x-rays you have had: (They sure had to work hard to come up with something for X.)
  • I get a chest x-ray every year.

  • My teeth get x-rayed every year.

  • When I was about 12 I ran down a hill into a tree and hit my arm, so they x-rayed that. I did crack a bone slightly, so they put a cast on it.

  • The doctor probably x-rayed my feet when he wrote a letter to my draft board saying why I'd have difficulty being in the army. (The draft board doctor agreed.)

  • Back in the 50's, before they realized this was dangerous, they had x-ray machines in shoe stores, so they could see if there was enough room for the toes.

That's all I can remember.

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

The alphabet meme: W

W glowing is for your worst habit: Procrastination.

Sunday, July 13, 2008

The alphabet meme: U

U is for what you consider unique: I am going to assume that this is asking what I consider unique about myself.

If you go back to the original meaning of the word, "one of a kind," then I don't think there's anything particularly interesting that's unique about me.

Unfortunately, the definition of "unique" has expanded. It now just means "unusual"--hence the term "more unique" is no longer non-sensical, as it once was. (In my opinion this change of definition has made the word "unique" worthless: one can just as easily use "unusual." We now have to say "one of a kind" or something similar when that's what we mean. So I no longer use "unique" for anything.)

So, what do I consider unusual (it still begins with "U") about myself? Well, being a politically active crossdresser is a rather unusual. I can only think of one other in New York City: Clover Honey. (But she moved to New Jersey, so does she really count for the City?) There's also Juli Owens out on Long Island. There are also a handful that participate occasionally.

Of course, being a crossdresser is, itself, unusual.

My week in review

Sunday: Following a lunch in the cafeteria, we saw the J. M. W. Turner exhibition at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Actually, we only saw part of it--it's so big that we'll have to go back again to finish.

Monday: First, I volunteered as a lawyer at the West Village TransLegal Clinic Name Change Project. After helping 5 people prepare their petitions to take to court, I jumped in a cab and went to the Maestrocities show at the Zipper Theater with my friend Cleopatra Queen of Denile and her roommate. As usual it was lots of fun. Unfortunately there won't be another show until October--allegedly they're going to band camp.

Wednesday: I had my quarterly check-up at my doctor's (it's so often because of a couple rather powerful medications I'm on). It included my annual electrocardiogram. Everything was fine, though we haven't gotten the lab results yet.

Thursday: First, I went to another Yetta Kurland for City Council fundraiser. This one was at the home of Margaret Ratner Kunstler, the widow of the self-described "radical lawyer" and civil rights activist William Kunstler. Their Greenwich Village townhouse was described by Kurland supporter Tom Shanahan, Deputy Commissioner of the NY State Division of Human rights and former civil rights attorney, as "hallowed ground."

Then I walked over a few blocks to Lips Restaurant. I said hello (again) to CDI member Abby and her sister, whom I had seen at the CDI apartment earlier when I was getting dressed. I got a drink from Frankie Cocktail at the bar, and waited for my friend Cleopatra Queen of Denile to show up. She soon arrived. We ordered a guacamole and waited for the show to start. Eventually it did--Thursdays at Lips is "Dinner with the Divas," where the waitresses actually impersonate the singers they are lipsyncing. First was show hostess Jesse Volt as Joan Rivers--no lipsyncing, just a bit of comedy, asking who in the audience was celebrating something, etc. Then Frankie did her usual Dolly Parton, Morgan impersonated Mary J. Blige, Ginger did Bette Middler, and Jesse returned, this time as Cher.

We stayed a bit after the show, then went off to see our friend Clover Honey in another show at another bar. But that turned out to be a mistake--she wasn't performing there that night. Fortunately we were only a block away from another show we were thinking of seeing: Starshine Burlesque at The Fortune Cookie Cabaret. I wanted to see Dirty Martini perform especially. But all the performers were good.

Saturday: We watched the last episode of Inspector Lewis, which we had recorded.

Saturday, July 12, 2008

The alphabet meme: T

Pastry Cutter T is for time you woke up today: About 9:15, which is actually a little earlier than usual (It's great being retired). That's because I went to bed a little earlier than usual last night--before 2:00.

Plat du jour

Friday, July 11, 2008

The alphabet meme: S

Alphabet Block s is for status: Well that's certainly an open-ended one. At the moment my Facebook status is: "Caprice Bellefleur is regretting something she ate or drank last night." But that's a little obsolete. I've been feeling better the last half-hour or so, and actually ate something for the first time today.

So I guess it's time to change my status. Now it's: "Caprice Bellefleur is catching up on the internets."

Support trans rights AND Obama

We have now passed our second goal of 75 donors to the Obama campaign through the trans page on ActBlue, and we're really uping the ante: Now we're aiming for 150.

I posted our original solicitation here. Even if you can only donate $5 or $10, please give. The number of supporters donating through this page is important to show the Obama campaign, and all politicians, that the transgender community is involved in politics and can't be ignored.

Click on: http://www.actblue.com/page/trans

Thanks.

Thursday, July 10, 2008

The alphabet meme: R

R is for regrets: I think there are two kinds of regrets. One is regrets in hindsight--what you'd do differently if you knew how things would turn out. I'm sure most people have lots of them. I do. I think they're usually the less interesting ones, though.

More interesting are regrets about decisions you made that were wrong, and that you knew at the time were wrong, at least somewhat. I have two of them. I regret staying at my first computer programming job too long. I should have left after a couple of years, because we weren't keeping up with advances in the industry. I sort of knew this, but it was a nice place to work (a university facility)--the people were all nice, the work wasn't too demanding, we had flexible hours and no dress code (something of a rarity in the early 80's). The programmers were left alone to do our work. The pay wasn't too bad, at least after the first couple years. I was satisfied, though I knew I could do better.

Then, after I was there for about 4.5 years, there was a reorganization, and a change of management. Things were very different. We, the programmers, were no longer given carte blanche. The new management did not like our independence, though a certain amount was tolerated because they knew they couldn't do without us--they hated the flexible hours, because they couldn't keep an eye on everyone all the time. We were misled about management's intentions, even outright lied to--I was told I would be getting a raise as of a certain date, when it hadn't been approved. And my boss knew it wouldn't be approved at least a month before its supposed start date, but he didn't tell me.

I wanted to get out, but there was a big problem--I didn't have the skills that were then in demand. I managed to find something after nearly a year of looking. (I learned a lot about headhunters in the process--especially ones who would send you out on interviews for jobs you really weren't qualified for--a real waste of time.) It was working for a marketing consultant, who had a contract with a big mail order company. The guy knew nothing about programming, but wanted to make all the decisions. He didn't really lie to me about what my job would entail, but he certainly lied to the headhunter, saying it was new position, when in fact he had fired my predecessor--and then refused to give him his last paycheck. He hired two of us at the same time. I couldn't figure it out, because there really wasn't enough work for two people. He soon fired the other one, and I realized he never had any intention of keeping both of us. (He then boasted about making sure that he did this after only 29 days, because that way he wouldn't have to pay the headhunter his commission!)

He was abusive to the two other employees (one especially), though at first he let me alone. Then, a couple weeks after he fired the other guy, I made a mistake, and he let me have it. So I walked out. Literally. My old place had said I could come back, and as bad as it was, it was better than the new one. But I learned a valuable lesson: Never work for an entrepreneur--they think they know everything about their business better than anyone, even experts in the field, and they view every dime of expenses as taking food off their plates.

It took me two more years to find another new job. For the rest of my career I was well behind the curve technology-wise--though right at the end this turned out to be an advantage. By the late 90's they had stopped teaching the old technologies in computer schools, but there were still some places that used it--and we old dinosaurs found we were a bit in demand, especially during the run up to Y2K.

Oh, yes, this was about regrets. My second regret was semi-wasting my first dozen years in New York, because I was too shy and scared to take advantage of many of its attractions--rock clubs, etc. I sat at home for a lot of my mid-20's to mid-30's.

Plat du jour


Of what?

Wednesday, July 09, 2008

The alphabet meme: Q

Q - paper is for what you do in quiet times: Quiet times. What's that?

Life is different when you're retired. In some respects most of my life is quiet. Someone asked me recently if I make it a point to get out of the apartment every day. No, I don't. There are plenty of days when my longest excursion is to take the garbage out to the compactor chute down the hall. Sometimes this happens two or even three days in a row. It doesn't bother me a bit. I have a comfortable apartment, my wife and I each have an office (and we each have a bathroom), so we get enough "space."

I spend a lot of time at the computer. I'm a semi-retired moderator on the myHusbandBetty message boards, and I at least skim everything that's posted there. I read my e-mail, and some news websites, some blogs. I play pinball on the computer a little--the one that came with XP. I watch surprisingly little television, and read relatively few books. It's a nice, quiet life.

My record is super-smashed

As during the French Open, my glob received record numbers of visitors during Wimbledon, mostly people wanting to know about Mary Carillo. The first week ranged from the upper 30's to mid 50's hits per day, reaching a high of 67, nearly equaling the record 70. The second week returned to a pretty constant low 50's rate until Thursday's women's semis, when it hit 68. Then, on the 4th, when it was the men's turn, I smashed the record with 86.

I was pretty sure that it would be even higher on Saturday, when the women's final was played. I didn't check it until mid-afternoon, when I figured it might even be in triple figures. But I was shocked when I saw the count was 223! It kept going up, though at a slower rate, throughout the rest of the day, and at midnight the final total was 278--more than three times the record set the previous day. Amazing!

I had no idea what would happen on Sunday. I suspected it would be lower, because a lot of the people interested in Carillo had already done their searches. And it turned out I was right. It was only (ha-ha) 148.

This week it has gone back down, though it's still above normal--people are continuing to search for "Mary Carillo lesbian" and "Mary Carillo gay," hitting my old post.

I wonder what's going to happen during the U.S. Open.

Tuesday, July 08, 2008

The alphabet meme: P

P is for people you were with today: I'm a day late on this one, but I think I have a good excuse. If I had done it yesterday before I went out, then the only person would be my wife. But I didn't get home until after midnight, and I was too tired to do it then anyway.

So now I have some time to really do it. Except it's really for yesterday, not today:
  • My wife, as I said.

  • Alma Gomez, another volunteer lawyer at the West Village TransLegal Clinic Name Change Project.

  • 5 clients at the Name Change Project.

  • My friend Cleopatra Queen of Denile and her roommate, at a performance by the Maestrocities.

  • Jenny Lee Mitchell (Deirdre of the Maestrocities), and her friends from Europe that I went out with last Thursday.

  • Andy Sapora (Chauncy of the Maestrocities).

Semi-random thoughts

● Since George Bush the (much) Lesser entered office, the largest United States export to Iran has been cigarettes--at least $158 million dollars worth. I guess someone thought the best way to oppose the Iranian regime was to kill them off with lung cancer.

UPDATE: I understand (from a MoveOn e-mail) that McCain has been making a similar joke. Well, I think I was first, so maybe he got it from me. Probably not. Anyhow, there's a big difference between a private person like me putting it in her blog, and a candidate for the president of the United States saying it. It's another example of how questionable McCain's judgment is.

● I must admit I was wrong about what happens when the Williams sisters play each other. They have managed to put aside their sisterly love and play well against each other--though Venus was a little better than Serena at it. (It also turns out they played a very competitive match in a minor tournament in March also, that I didn't know about.)

● Again this year a couple of pigeons have built a nest on the windowsill under the air conditioner of our TV room. Grrr. As much as I dislike looking at all the the pigeon-poop dripping down the wall underneath (quite visbile from the livingroom), I really don't want to destroy the nest now that they've set it up. I assume there are eggs underneath the bird sitting there.

Monday, July 07, 2008

My week in review

Sunday: We watched another episode of Inspector Lewis.

Thursday: Cleopatra Queen of Denile and I went down to the Here Theater in SoHo to see Arias with a Twist. That's Joey Arias, the drag performer and Basil Twist the puppeteer, who have joined forces to create a bizarre, wonderful, song-filled show. It's been extended until August 31.

Joining us was Jenny Lee Mitchell (Deirdre of the Maestrocities). She has known Joey Arias since she was a teenager, when they worked together at Fiorucci's. We got to talk to Arias briefly after the show. Then Cleopatra, Jenny and I, along with a couple of Jenny's friends who were also at the show, went out to dinner at a nice Spring St. Italian restaurant.

Saturday: My wife and I saw "Tell No One (Ne le dis à personne)."(UK website) It was simply one of the best thrillers I've ever seen. It ranks up there with "The Third Man." It's the classic innocent man being framed, on the run from the police and a sinister gang of bad guys--including a woman so evil that she makes Cate Blanchett in Indiana Jones look like a cuddly pussy cat.

Afterwards we had an adequate dinner at Serafina.

Sunday, July 06, 2008

The alphabet meme: O

O is for overnight hospital stays: Zero. I guess that's not quite true--I'm sure I was in the hospital a few days when I was born. Back then they didn't rush people out of the hospital as fast as possible, the way they do today. And I was quite small--a couple ounces lighter and they'd have put me in an incubator.

But I've been very lucky health-wise. Another zero: number of stitches I've had in my body.

Saturday, July 05, 2008

The alphabet meme: N

N: graffiti is for number of piercings you have: Zero. I'd love to get my ears pierced, but it would totally freak-out my wife.

Plat du jour




















I really don't think I want him operating on me.

Friday, July 04, 2008

The alphabet meme: M

m is for your favorite muppet: I'm so old, I did not grow up with Sesame Street--I was already in college when it debuted. I remember, if only vaguely, seeing Rowlf the Dog on the Jimmy Dean show when I was in high school. I never watched The Muppet Show very much.

So the amount of my contact with the Muppets is way, way under average. But from the little I've seen, I think I like Kermit the best. I'll always remember his little shudder when someone mentioned eating frogs' legs.