2007’s Most Ironically Un-Ironic Performance:
Elvis Costello performing at Hillary Rodham Clinton’s 60th birthday party/fundraiser.
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2007’s Most Ironically Un-Ironic Performance:
Elvis Costello performing at Hillary Rodham Clinton’s 60th birthday party/fundraiser.
Betty & I regularly have conversations about what’s Christian and what’s specifically Catholic, since neither of us seems to know all the time. That is, I was raised Catholic and I’m never sure if an idea or ritual I was raised with is specifically Catholic or if it’s believed/practiced by other types of Christians, too. & For her it’s similar, since she was raised 7th Day Adventist.
The holiday season tends to bring more points to discuss, of course; this year we were buying a bottle of wine for some folks who put us up when I saw an Advent calendar for sale. I hadn’t had one with the little doors with the chocolates inside since I was a kid, so of course I had to buy one, because I’m just old enough to feel sentimental about kid stuff.
& Since then, Betty & I have been trying to figure out if Advent is a Catholic thing specifically or if it’s something a lot of Christians “do” with the exception of 7th Day types. (I think it’d be pretty damned funny if they don’t mark Advent, considering they call themselves “Adventists,” no?)
We could just look it up but we’re not going to. Instead, we’ll keep bugging each other, as I introduce her to a lovely bit of fun; everyday we’ll take turns opening the doors of the calendar though in all likeliness I’ll eat most of the chocolate (since she has no sweet tooth). That said, everyone can go check out some nifty online Advent calendars. My favorite so far is this neat one of comic book art because I like the tech – only the doors that should open, do – and the art itself.
So, happy Christmas season, all!
2007’s Best ‘What America’s really about even though we seem to have lost sight of the fact’ Moment:
Nikki Giovanni rallying the students at Virginia Tech.
Betty and I have been joking for a few months now that our whole goal is to make it through 2007 in one piece. It’s just been that kind of year, where so much of what could go wrong didn’t exactly go wrong, but didn’t exactly go right, either. It was the kind of year where if we had a party we were really looking forward to on a Saturday night, that Saturday our hot water wasn’t working so we couldn’t shower before the party, & so, didn’t go. It was the kind of year where my father – after months of deliberations by various specialists – finally had a defribulator put in his chest, only to have that very same defribulator recalled – exactly six days after his surgery.
So goodbye, and good riddance, 2007! In order to look back at the year, I’ll be posting the Best & Worst (as well as Most Surprising, Most Unexpected, etc.) of what the year had to offer, starting with:
2007 – Gayest Theatrical Moment:
Rufus Wainwright performing Judy Garland’s Carnegie Hall concert in its entirety, and with remarkable faithfulness to the original. Though he did mention that the “clang clang clang” bit was, all by itself, the gayest live concert moment of the year.
Tune in for more, and feel free to add some of your own.
Hey, it’s actually cold outside! Finally! Though it is funny, traveling between Andover (which is near the border of New Hampshire) and New York, as it feels like I’m going through the change of seasons twice: leaves were changing up there when they were still green in Brooklyn, then they were falling off up there while changing color down here, and now, I expect, it will be genuinely cold up there while it’s still getting cold down here. I assume I’ll see snow on campus before I see it in Brooklyn, too. Interesting. It’s like traveling back & forth in time, kinda.
& I assume I’ll feel like I’m traveling back (or forward?) to the Ice Age when I move to Wisconsin. I did already buy a pair of waterproof boots, light green Timberlands, off Ebay.
(Someone remind me to post about the lectures I did at Merrimack, and about Betty’s visit to my class, please. I keep forgetting.)
A very happy Thanksgiving to the Americans out there! Tolerate your family even if you can’t enjoy them! & Don’t eat too much! & Don’t drive drunk, please.
My friend Guy always refers to the men he has the hots for on TV (& the more-than-occasional musician) as his “TV boyfriends.” I know there’s a guy from Grey’s Anatomy that made the list lately, but I never watch it so I don’t know which one it is. A while back it was Billie Joe Armstrong of Green Day.
So since I kinda miss being with a guy sometimes, I’ve decided to have my own TV boyfriend as a way of indulging the beauty of men without risking actually doing anything with any.
Anyway, since all I ever watch is Animal Planet (& yes, Cesar Milan has his moments of hotness) and Law & Order: Criminal Intent, Vincent D’Onofrio – he’s the guy who plays Robert Goren – is pretty much my ongoing TV boyfriend. Out of curiosity, or some kind of erotic masochism, I found some clips of him on YouTube, but this one is – damn. It’s just about the hottest kiss I’ve ever seen. So now, even though I’ve never seen the movie it’s from, I’m not sure I can.
For those that bat for the other team, here he is in a 1998 film making out with a guy.
Gentrification is all around us these days in Park Slope, and now it’s even moving into our end of our neighborhood (which we’ve always fondly referred to as “The People’s Slope.”)
Here’s an example: one of our favorite local eateries was called Jack’s. They made a great pot roast & Betty’s favorite Huevos Rancheros. They’ve been closed for more than a month, and we’re anxiously hoping they will re-open.
A block away, a new place called Piramide has just opened, along with places called Fuel and Edible Eats.
*sigh* It means there’s a lot more of these folks around, too.
He’s 53 years old this year (this photo is from when he was, oh, 33 or so):
A very happy Day of the Dead (or All Saints’ Day, or All Souls’ Day, depending on your Catholicism).
I’m pleased that one of the student groups has assembled a Muertes altar here at Merrimack, with explanations of the Calaveras (the skeleton/skull figures), the water bowls, the salt, the candy and candles. I love the idea altogether, of throwing a party that your dead loved ones come to as well. It just seems so – civilized.
Now go eat your candy. (The photo is of candy skulls that I found at this UK site about Aztec culture.)