Stories from a man who fails to meet media expectations of what it means to be gay:
white, frivolous, over sexed yet sexless, shrill, single, stylish, a clown, unimportant, et al.

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Peeling grapefruits, fitting in, malls, and dead boys named santi

Or, two weeks worth of food.

ChrisC decided to throw a solstice party at the last minute. I know very few people who can tell people that she�s having a party the next day and have it turn out to be a success.

The party was cool. Gifts were exchanged, food was et�, drink was drunk, songs were sung, and embarrassing stories were told. There was even a little ceremony to �get rid of the negativity in our lives,� that also happened to involve getting rid of the extra grapefruits on chrisC�s trees.


New Work Guy
The new guy at work has turned into the new gal at work. There was a last minute change in assignments and we now have Ally instead of the new guy I never bothered to think up a pseudonym for. Although who knows, I may still end writing about him sometime in the future. Despite his girlfriend, I can�t help feeling that I�m going to run into him at a gay/queer venue/event sometime in the future.


The �This is a staff meeting� potluck work brunch (thr 12/20/01):
Three different kinds of bao (not sure of all the names), Hawaiian style noodle salad, Rossana, turkey potstickers, enchiladas, green salad, cookies, cheesecake, juice, soda and the ubiquitous Trader Joes spinach dip with crackers.

Oh, and a staff meeting.


Tacky christmas tree ornament party (thr 12/20/01):
I went to rick�s annual holiday party armed with a wwf glass ball ornament. It fit the tree perfectly. Then again anything would have looked good on this tree. It was an aluminum tree on a rotating pedestal decorated with rude toys, tampon applicator garlands, ugly plastic things and even uglier post cards.

It was a great tree.

Strangest overheard conversation of the evening: Someone talking about his FOUR Christmas trees. Including a Wizard of Oz tree.

Funniest gross story: A very long story involving working in a hospital, a naked elderly woman and an um, thing that did not belong there.

Funniest nongross story: A short one involving using fake id to sneak into studio one in the mid seventies and getting hit on by Paul Lynn.


Ikea (sat 12/22/01):
John decided that this would be the perfect day to go to ikea and get some new cabinets. I disagreed, but went along anyway. We managed to get in and out of the store without too many problems and we now have some new furniture. Maybe that husband of mine was right after all.


Dinner with Kristen (sat 12/22/01):
Gaucho Grill in Old Town Pasadena. Garlic mushrooms, grilled chicken y mushrooms, salmon checka. A gay couple on a date to the left and a straight married couple yelling at the kids NOT to play with the knives to the right.

Afterwards, we watched a dvd of old educational films from the fifties or there �bouts. I learned that if a woman is wanton enough to have sex with you, she is probably a bastion of venereal diseases. I also learned that in order to have friends and fit in, you only have to do exactly what everybody else does. You must eat the same foods, have the same hobbies and interests. Remember, Individuality is bad. Getting along and being part of the crowd is good.

Would have saved me a lot of trouble had I only known ;-p


The Devil�s Backbone (sun 12/23/01):

Considering that I am not a fan of the horror/suspense genre and normally avoid movies like this, I have no idea why I decided that I wanted to see it a few days before christmas, but I did. I also have no idea why so many people were there with their parents, but they were. I didn�t didn�t take my mom n� dad, but I did see it with my sister. She likes horror movies, so at least that part did make sense.

It was an interesting, if gruesome movie. It was a good film. It was also a depressing film. Maybe that�s why I wanted to see it. Sadness = instant holiday classic!


Glendale Galleria (fri 12/21/01):
Continuing the �why did I do that?� theme, I decided that I was going to finish the holiday shopping. More so, I was going to do it at a monster sized mega mall. Luckily, I was sane enough to arrive and leave before the place got too crowded.

The worst problem I had was getting into the mall parking structure. A woman in an oversized suv decided that she was going to park in the very first space she found. Never mind that there was a large line of cars trapped behind her as she tried to maneuver her behemoth of a vehicle into a compact space.

Thing is, it wasn�t even that good of a space. It was nowhere near any of the mall entrances and water from the earlier rain was leaking over the spot. After she finally got it in, the rest of us drove up to the nearly deserted second floor.

I feel that there is a lesson there. I have no idea what the lesson is, but I know it�s there.


Office holiday party that I must deny occurring (wed 12/12/01):
We did not have a holiday party. That would be against policy. Therefore, I must deny being at a Hawaiian restaurant eating Kailua pork, Chilean sea bass, chicken teriyaki, kim chi and more. I must also deny forcing the staff to play karaoke roulette. A game which is only fun when other people are signing.


Christmas eve (mon 12/24/01):
Lasagna, kids, adults and lots and lots of presents at John�s parents house. Overall, a satisfactory, if long evening.


Christmas day (tue 12/25/01):

Ham and tamales. Lots and lots of tamales. Tamales de pollo con salsa verde, tamales de pollo con vegetables, tamales de vegetables, Tamales de queso, Tamales de carne con chiles, y tamales de dulce. Oh, and lots and lots of cookies. The freezer is packed with food right now.


Pasadena GLBT potluck (wed 12/12/01):
Sloppy joes, chips and conversation.

The funniest and oddest sentence of the night was: �(My boyfriend) broke another date last Saturday night because he had an emergency porn video.�

That�s an excuse I need to start using. �Sorry John, I couldn�t clean the cat litter because I had an emergency porn video.�

Hey, it could happen �-)



more later,

nico



Music:
Art of Noise The seduction of claude debussy

Want:
A good lime rickey

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