April 15th, people.
I know you rocked that federal return money in January just like I did, but don't forget your state and locals (yawn).
This might seem like a benevolent post, but it's pseudo-benevolent as I had to post something so I could go in and (i hope) finish my gay fairy tale I started writing yesterday.
Because it takes ages for the EDIT screen to come up on Blogger for me, even if I set it to only 10 entries.
I have to move fast because I have to go to lunch and hit a thrift store.
I need more stuffed animals, toys and books in my life.
I need my house to look even gayer.
To you Pittsburgh peeps who added me on FACEBOOK, the last few days, hello!
Fond memories of the cool Lilliput Review, Don!
And I promise to try to never say "peeps" again in 2009. Unless it's Easter.
I want someone to do a serious documentary explaining scientifically why PEEPS turn from soft doughy marshmallow to rocks in a few minutes when exposed to air.
There has to be a great military weapon in that somewhere.
Oh, HELL HOUSE is being run again on the Documentary Channel. One of my all-time favorite docus. If you get a chance, WATCH THIS.
It's so moving because you think the filmmaker is going to go the easy route and just show these people as a bunch of crazy fundamentalists, but in the end the work ends up being all about human love even though some of the things they are doing in the name of love are extremely hateful.
It's confusing because it fucks with your love radar.
And you end up feeling great love for people you might think you would not based on some of their Biblical prejudices.
But you can't help it. The portraits are so naked.
The best parts are when he just stands them there and they tell their story, the people creating this HELL HOUSE.
The best part is when everybody wants to be "Abortion Girl."
Even in Hell there are Scarlett O'Hara wars.
Salut!
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