Something to enjoy until I write up the joys of this year’s Sock Camp.

Just wanted to share how I spent my VD with you, my tens of readers.

It was a rare privilege to see John Cameron Mitchell perform songs from Hedwig and the Angry Inch live before and after a screening of his award-winning movie,, based on his original musical (of which I’ve only seen LA and SF productions).

Enjoy two versions from different performances (one with better sound, one with multiple camera angles) of my favorite song from the show, “The Origin of Love.”

and

As you can imagine, this was my favorite VD ever.

The best plastic surgery is the kind you barely notice, right?

I’ve spent the past 6 hours upgrading WordPress and fiddling to recreate this here blog’s design. After a spate of 700 emails from spam commenters overnight, it was time do something. Please let me know if you run into any problems here… other than the lack of stuff to read. They don’t make author upgrades.

It’s pretty shiny back here, behind the curtain. Can’t wait to find what else this little piece of software can do!

ummm, hello?

Jay Leno… I’m all for gay jokes, but your homophobia isn’t funny.

Here’s a present for you.

Read more at mygayestlook.com.

Thank you, Jeff*, Melissa and Ryan.

*and thanks, Jeff, for Avenue Q!

via Psychobunny

Happy birthday, Flickr.com!

Thank you for providing a place for me to put my photos, and making it simple to put pretty pictures here in my blog-a-doodle thing.

And, thanks for a great time tonight. I’m glad you invited everyone to your little party.

Although I didn’t enjoy one of the multitude of cupcakes, I really liked the two Hoegaarden‘s (Hoegaardeni?) Oh, and the free t-shirt! That was kind. You didn’t have to…

It was fun to stand in a packed bar with other geeks… I felt like I was in Austin all over again. Like a SXSW after-party!

Keep up the great work. I wish you another 44 years of flickr-y goodness.

…considering the name of my last post, right now I have 666 comments over the life of this blog.

Thank you to Dan for this laugh this morning.

You go, McCain! Makes me respect Romney ever so slightly.

Dan, of course, would be another one of the guys I’d hope to meet at the Men’s Spring Knitting Retreat in May.

Now, back to writing my self-evaluation for work. If only I could write, “Work eats into my knitting time.” But I don’t think that that would go over too well.

Be cool for just $10. Or make your friends cool. Or, as my mom suggested, make your friends’ kids really, really cool.

Threadless is having a sale.

Smarties are crack. No, not the Canadian Smarties, aka Nestle’s M&M’s (with a better quality chocolate).

Ever since I was a kid, I’ve loved the good ol’ fashioned, pressed powdered dextrose discs. And it has to be from Ce De Candy Inc., not some cheap imitation.

I prefer to eat them by color, after separating them into piles. Typically, I can’t just eat one. Sometimes I become so overwhelmed by desire I forgo the segregation step and cram a whole roll in my mouth. I know; it’s a problem.

Back in the late mid-90’s, I had a much worse problem with them. Around Halloween, I’d buy a 2 or 3 or 5 lbs. bag and horde them in my desk at work. I’d gorge myself on the bag for weeks. Usually, it was only one bag a year, however, there a few two-bag binges.

It’s been years since I bought a bulk bag. I’ve been able to eat a couple of rolls, here and there, when they cross my path. Yesterday, I found myself fantasizing about those days of yore, having a seemingly never-ending stash at an arm’s-length.

Thus far, I’ve remained steadfast and in control. No drugstore visit last night to the candy aisle. Yet, coworkers brought in their kids’ candy today, and I cherrypicked eight rolls which are sitting next to me on my desk. I can smell them, but haven’t opened one.

I’m using them as motivation to get stuff done today… yet I’ve just wasted 15 minutes writing this panegyric lauding them. Obsessed?