meatloaf Rocky Horror Picture Show - Hot Patootie

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Wow. Jack Black wasn't kidding when he said he imitated Meatloaf.

Sorry. Just feeling nostalgic. Comes from explaining this movie to frummies.

Speaking of Cabaret

Is Cabaret about celebrating the freedom that comes with living life on the edge or about how a bunch of filthy filthy whores let the Nazis take over Germany?

Only now do I realize the problem with the high school English class's obsession with "theme"

Magenta from RhPS

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She's very happy to have four lines (although really, the woman is all over the movie so it probably didn't matter too much)

Via Dolorosa, a novel

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Pretty much a favor for brotherrabbit. It's a cool ad but the problem is is that it's a youtube thing and no one is going to look for the thing specifically unless they know Malfi. Unless I post it here.

Speaking of which, does anyone want to get their grandmother to read excerpts from BADASS HORROR and upload it to youtube? She has to read slowly and pronounce every word. The zombie sex scenes would work best. And then end the commercial with the title for BADASS HORROR? I'll give a free book to the best one (yeah, that's really my slimy way of trying to get my friends to work for free.)

oh joy

You know, for the most part I've been taking a big long break from dating. I had the long term girlfriend who broke my heart (she's moving to Vancouver to get married today - well she's moving today. I don't know the date of the wedding. Not sure if I'm even invited. Could be awkward. Not really.) and then I wanted to convert Orthodox. And I was in a community with a moron rabbi that wanted me to get married BEFORE I converted and convert with a wife that also wanted to convert. And then I moved to New York. So I really haven't dated since before I was 30. And granted, I know that there are dozens of divorced people in my same predicament, but they are divorced. They actually got married. I have a "well four years is longer than some marriages" ex-girlfriend.

It's just odd, because I am again able to date without too much weirdness, well beyond the whole ffb/baal tshuva/convert weirdness. But that's better than the "not quite Jewish yet" status that pretty much makes me able to date no one since Orthodox women tend to take that whole interfaith dating seriously. Orthodox dudes have the chula of "well if she's cute and she's close to going into the mikvah, what's the harm?" working for them (ok, not officialy).

I'm torn between really wanting to date and being accustomed to the solitude. I can go to whatever movies I want to see and when the movie is over I can sneak into the next one and hell, I might even make it a triple feature. Can't really do that on a date. I can eat crap and wear bad clothing and no one cares. And I can get fat. Gloriously fat. Well not too fat.

But yeah, I want to date and I miss dating. Only I'm starting to remember all the shit that was implicit in the land of dating. The phone games and the scheduling conflicts are just the beginning. And you know I really thought this shit would be easier, especially after taking a break from it. In a way it is since I'm really less prone to wasting my time either hoping that I'll come around or hoping that she'll come around - whomever she might be - but the thing about it is that avoiding some landmines doesn't mean that you are really going to be able to walk across the minefield unscathed. It's just you know where the first three or four are laying.

Ok, this is a lame post, since already I'm assuming that everyone reading it has been through this shit a lot longer and never got a mandatory break from it.

Still no word from Ed McMahon

It's 11. I'm in my bathrobe. Just a nice lazy way to spend the day. Almost makes me sad that I have to leave the house and go deposit a $4 check in order to cover my credit card payment. I don't even feel like calling the temp services.

Of course, next week I'm going to be righteously pissed at myself for not sitting at the computer with the writing and working on that. And I'm already feeling vaguely guilty for not turning in the Paraspheres review to Whispers of Wickedness or reading Via DOlorosa - or printing it out to read. Yeah, that's the excuse. I have to buy a new printing cartridge before i read Via Dolorosa.

Little Known Truths

• There are people in the world that don't know about The Rocky Horror Picture Show.
• Trying to explain it will make you nostalgic.
• Not everyone liked Amber Benson's rendition of Toucha TOucha Touch Me.
• The jokes being shouted from the audience at the RHPS are mostly too juvenile to amuse an 8th grader.
• The Sims is a really really bad way to do a rendition of a RHPS song.
• As is a Rammstein video
• But not as bad as a teenager badly lipsynching it.
• Eventually the nostalgia will wear away and you'll remember why you got sick of the Rocky Horror Picture Show in the first place.
• Toucha Toucha Touch Me is a very hard song to get out of your head once it's in there (and if you are one of those people that talks or sings to yourself, it's a little dangerous lodged in your skull like that.

That is all.

Miyavi

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Sorry. Feeling random today. Must take bath or something like that. At least get away from the internet.

The South Bank Show - Spamalot - Tim Curry Clips

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Almost makes me wish that I had paid $100 for the preview.

lot of worry over nothing

So I rewrote my Chaucer paper last week and completely blew off sending it to the teacher - or putting it in the mailbox. So I asked her if I could get it to her this week. She replied and told me that I got a B+ for the class and I doubt the B- paper going up to an A (or probably just a B+) would have done anything to help regardless. So that's it for Chaucer and Abelard. And now time to enjoy Don Quixote and the parody of the courtly love. Well as soon as I'm done with the Tanith Lee book that I'm reading.

Sadly I must also turn down a job from Office Team. It's just too damn far out. Montauk sounds like a great place in theory and I might want to visit there once since I did like Eternal Sunshine for the Spotless Mind but working there every day when I live in Washington Heights? I don't think so.