You don't have to be Beautiful ... but it helps.

I got a copy of the new PetShopBoys single about 5 days ago, and already it's the most played track on my iTouch. (Beating out another 1374 other songs.) Just this morning I listened to it 8 times on my way to work.

THIS is PetShopBoys I missed for the past couple of years. This is their classic early sound that I am addicted to. I could drown in it.

Fantastic sound, melody, beat, and lyrics. Catchy catchy catchy.

If you've not heard it (or seen the video... another masterpiece) here it is...

Love Etc

You need more you need more you need more you need more
You need more you need more you need more you need more
You need more

Boy it's tough getting on in the world
When the sun doesn't shine and a boy needs a girl
It's about getting out of a rut, you need luck
But you're stuck and you don't know how, oh

(don't have to be) a big bucks hollywood star
(don't have to drive) a super car to get far
(don't have to live) a life of power and wealth
(don't have to be) beautiful but it helps
(don't have to buy) a house in beverly hills
(don't have to have) your daddy paying the bills
(don't have to live) a life of power and wealth
(don't have to be) beautiful but it helps

You need more
Than a big blank check to be a lover, or
A gulfstream jet to fly you door to door
Somewhere chic on another shore

You need more you need more you need more
You need more you need more you need more
You need love
You need love
You need love

Too much of anything
Is never enough
Too much of everything
Is never enough

Boy it's tough getting on in the world
When the sun doesn't shine and a boy needs a girl
It's about getting out of a rut, you need luck
But you're stuck and you don't know how, oh

(don't have to be) a big bucks hollywood star
(don't have to drive) a super car to get far
(don't have to wear) a smile much colder than ice
(don't have to be) beautiful but it's nice

You need more
Than the gerhard richter hangin' on your wall
A chauffeur-driven limousine on call
To drive your wife and lover to a white tie ball

You need more you need more you need more
You need more you need more you need more
You need love

I believe that we can achieve
The love that we need
I believe, call me naïve
Love is for free

(don't have to be) a big bucks hollywood star
(don't have to drive) a super car to get far
(don't have to live) a life of power and wealth
(don't have to be) beautiful but it helps
Beautiful but it helps
Beautiful but it helps

cockamAMY

She's a Lady...

Whoa Whoa Whoa... She's a Lady???

Maria, this is them...

FYI

Only nine months to Christmas...

Just in case you didn't already know...

Hazaaa, Hazaaa, Hazaaa

Three cheers for Her Majesty Sir Elton Hercules [Reginald Kenneth Dwight] John CBE, who turns a fabulous 62 today...

YOU GO GURL!

Happy Hump Day

Topaz: The iPod Shuffle

INSTRUCTIONS
1. Put your iPod, iTouch or other music player on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the NEXT button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS!
4. Tag friends who might enjoy doing this as well as the person you got this from. (or better yet... tag yourself if you like it)

IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?
Calm Before the Storm
(Cyndi Lauper)


WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
The Balcony Scene: Romeo et Juliet
(Prokofiev)


WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
Don’t Be Stupid (you know I love you)
(Shania Twain)


WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
Relax [OH SO TRUE!]
(Frankie goes to Hollywood)


WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
Climb Every Mountain (OST: The Sound of Music)
(Mother Superior)


WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
The Life is the Red Wagon
(Jane Siberry)


WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT OFTEN?
You’re All I Ever Wanted
(*N’Sync)


WHAT IS 2+2?
Up!
(Shania Twain)


WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
Hey Ya!
(Outkast)


WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Lay All Your Love On Me
(ABBA)


WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
I Don’t Wanna Grow Up [I shit you not! That is what came up.And it’s SO TRUE!]
(Holly Cole Trio)


WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
California Dreamin’
(The Mamas and the Papas)


WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Blessing [*TOOT TOOT*]
(Jean Michel Jarre)


WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow [Hmmm I could see that]
(Amy Winehouse)


WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Aime-Moi
(Henri Salvador)


WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Swing, Swing, Swing[I take the penicillin daily... lol]
(Keely Smith)


WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
An Túll
(Clannad)


WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
I Would Die For You
(Jann Arden)


WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?
Season of the Hollow Soul
(k.d. lang)


HOW WILL YOU DIE?
Cloudbusting
(Kate Bush)


WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?
Racing Hearts
(Dr. Draw)


WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?
Personal Jesus [he is HILARIOUS!]
Depeche Mode


WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?
Miserere (OST: the Mission)
(Ennio Morricone)


WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?
There Must Be an Angel (Playing with my Heart)
(the Eurythmics)


WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?
Evening Falls
(Enya)


DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?
You Know I’m No Good [I guess not!]
(Amy Winehouse)


IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?
Twenty One
(The Cranberries)


WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?
Waiting for the Night to Fall
(Depeche Mode)


WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
Topaz
(the B-52s)

Knowing Me, KnowingYou...

Ah-ha...

Knowing, the Movie...

Ah-ha...

We'd seen ads and trailers for this film for a while now and thought it looked good. We're not huge fans of Nicolas Cage, but when we tend to see a lot of his films (mostly on TMN) and they are generally enjoyable (save a few exceptions; Snake Eyes for example) So, we met our friend Pete for brunch then caught a bit of the St Paddy's Parade... (is it just me or is watching the parade in full sun with no wind chill, snow, sleet or rain, just NOT as enjoyable?!) then headed on into the cinema for the 1:20 showing.

It started well enough, and the plot was progressing nicely. The special effects were there and rather well done and overall I'd say the movie was good, bit Knowing me (ah-ha) as I do, the final few minutes kinda irked me. I didn't appreciate the religious overtones that were shoveled at us and thought they could have ended the film with out 'em. Not that I'm against religious per sé, but I like to know going INTO a movie of it's religious slants and no where in what I saw in the ads or trailers would have led you to believe the content was there.

I have to say I feel a little let down and deceived. I won't go into any specific detail, in case some of you are going to go see it, but at least you'll be prepared for the non-preachy preachy bits in the last 10 mins.

Mister-Kitty gives Knowing 6.5 hairballs outta 10. (ah-ha)

cockamAMY

In honour of Britney Spears preforming toight here in Montréal, I give you...

Amy Spears-Winehouse.

Spring, Sprang, Sprung.

At 07:33 [EST] it starts... "Sproing!"

Shoes

Every sign of the Zodiac rules a different part of the body; Pisces rule the feet. You can always spot a Piscean in one of 3 ways:

1) Their feet are invariably crossed (giving their feet the appearance of a fish tail) This is true if we are sitting, standing or laying down. If it were possible to drive a vehicle safely and comfortably with our feet crossed, we would. Even as I am typing this at my desk, my feet are crossed under my chair…

2) If they are wearing shoes, they are well worn (and by ‘well worn’ I mean practically disintegrating). We want our feet to be as comfortable as possible, so once we find a pair of shoes we feel good in we wear them til they fall off our feet. (more on this in a little bit)



3) We don’t like to wear shoes if we can help it. We will wear the least amount of footwear possible, given the season and where we need to be. Personally I am barefoot most of the time at home, even thought I have a fierce pair of fuzzy leopard print slippers. If I am at a park, in someone’s backyard, at the beach etc I am bare foot. We like to feel as connected to the Earth as possible and that means that socks and shoes are IN THE WAY. In the summer I will wear sandals or flip-flops if I have to leave the house. I have 3 pair of flip-flops and another 4 pair sandals. When we CAN be barefoot, guaranteed… we will.

When I was a younger my parents used to have to fight with me to put shoes – of any sort – on my feet. Once the school year was over I would wear shoes only when absolutely necessary. Eventually my parents relented and I only had to wear shoes when we went into stores, restaurants, church etc. Once we got back to the car, off they came, along with the socks. Of course I’d have been just happy to go to all of those places barefoot as well, but stupid society and it’s “no shirt, no shoes, no service” rules! Fascists! By the end of summer I could do jumping jacks on a floor covered in broken glass with out any ill effect.


So, yesterday while strolling through the local shopping centre, I looked down at the shoes on my feet - and by “on” I mean hanging by a thread – then flashed to two other pairs of shoes at home in similar states of decomposition and decided something had to be done… I’m serious; the shoes I was wearing were bought in 2001 and the soles were so worn that an onion skin would have been more effective… and the pairs at home, well one pair, brown leather loafers - with the nicest square toe - are in such disrepair – even though I have on no less than 5 separate occasions sewed the pieces back together to the point that one did not have to look too closely to be reminded of Frankenstein’s monster… all that was missing were two bolts sticking out of the heel.

There was only one thing to do…

TIME TO SHOP!
Here’s the problem, while I like to shop I’m what you call an impulse shopper. I see it, I like it, I buy it. For most clothing I don’t need to try it on, which suits me fine because I hate those claustrophobic (under surveillance) change rooms and the constant on and off and on and off… and with shoes it’s worse cause there’s the test walking, does it feel comfortable? I know it SEEMS comfortable but 10 minutes after I put them on I’m gonna get blisters, I know it….

Well I sucked it up, and went into one, two, three and then a fourth store until I not only found shoes I liked to look at, but hugged me feetsies and fit fit fit! And most glorious of all were marked down an additional 505 off their already 30% off price. I got two pair of ’dress’ shoes for work (one black and one brown) and after taxes… $50.77 !! Cha Ching! (Oh yea, I forgot to mention the forth way to spot a Piscean is by how little they will pay for good shoes… We want comfort damn it, but we refuse to pay for it! We rule the feet people, we demand free footwear!)

The first thing I did when I got back to the office was chuck that pair of shoes in the poubelle and once home did the same with two other pairs.

And the even better part of this is I still need to look for one more pair as I chucked a pair of ‘casuals’ that need to be replaced. Guess what I’ll be doing at lunch today…

- - -

As for the pic above, that’s Kelly. Don’t know Kelly? Not up with your alterna-reality web phenomena… then you MUST watch….

A few parting shots...

Ok, I know I said it’s over… and it is… but like any divorce someone has to get in the last shot, and that may as well be me. I am that person. I am going there.

So… who was chucked out into D-List Oblivion last night? None other than plastic faced Belinda Carlisle…



I guess she didn’t have the Beat…

I guess she should have kept her Head over Heels... (instead of that panty flashing Handstand)

Miss Gogos is now Miss GoneGone…

Ok that’s it.
I’m done.
I feel better now.

It's Over

It is with a heavy heart that I inform you all that I have decided to separate from Dancing with the Stars.

It has been an incredible 5 years, but unfortunately, due to irreconcilable differences (I like to be entertained, and this season is as entertaining as a paper cut on your tongue), divorce proceedings have been completed as of this morning.

I won’t refuse a reconciliation in the years to come; this however is entirely up to DwtS.
…but I won’t hold my breath.

Happy Hump Day

Happy St Patrick's Day

Happy St Patrick's Gay

Happy St Patrick's Gay

Happy St Patrick's Gay

I believe the children idiots are our future

In Rihanna's ever increasingly apparent desire to become Whitney Houston; not only has she hooked up with an abusive boyfriend, been attacked and scarred and required medical treatment for said attack[s], gone back to her abuser in some twisted deluded denial the likes of which have both upset and outraged the masses, but now folks… she is reported to be set to star in a remake of the Whitney Houston/Kevin Costner 1992 movie “The Bodyguard” Yea, I know! Messed. Up!!

…I guess all that’s left is drug and alcohol addiction…

You go gurl!

Blue Peter

No, I’m not talking about the long-running BBC television program for children or the canadian new wave synthpop band from the early 80s, I am referring to, the unadulterated appearance of one of the ‘members’ of the cast of the movie the Watchmen.

We (me and the Man), along with our friend Peter (purely coincidental), went to see the Watchmen at the Imax today. Not having read the original graphic novel I cannot say how truthful to the story the movie was, but we enjoyed it... and for more than the massive blue glowing wang of Dr. Manhattan.

It was a bit long... the movie, and ‘Lower Manhattan’; but the effects were flawless... again, both wang and non-wang related. The story was interesting, if not comical in parts, taking place back in 1985 as President Nixon is STILL in power and the threat of nuclear annihilation by those dang Ruskies looms heavy on everyone; kinda like Dr Manhattan's, well you know... Throw in some less than sparkling clean super heros and you got yourself some 2.5 hours of chills, spills and thrills... did I mention Dr. Manhattan has a big blue glowing penis?!

It's funny, but me and the Man tend to only see movies with interestingly hot nude or nearly nude beefy men on the Imax screen... most fondly remembered was the 300. It’s a trend I look forward to continuing.

At any rate, I'd recommend this movie if you like: Action, Blood and Gore, Dark Alternative Reality flicks, or Soft Blue Porn (heh)

And just in case you think I’m exaggerating… here’s a pic from the movie… notice how the man on the right cowers in fear (and penis envy)



Great Big Blue Balls Batman!

It’s clear that the reason he got the name Dr. Manhattan was because his schlong is the size of the island!



Misster-Kitty gives the Watchmen 8 hairballs outta 10.

And while were at it, Misster-Kitty gives the Dr. Manhattan’s Penis 10 hairballs outta 10.

Beware. The hIDES of... March

She

Andrea "Edith Prickley" Martin


He

Hugh Jackman


It

Leopard Print upholstered Cadillac

The Terrible Twos

That's right betches, Misster-Kitty's Internal Voice is 2 years old today.

cockamAMY

somebody was working out and catching some rays on her vacation...

Deja vu Vendredi

Music to reMEMEber me by...

This was altogether way too much fun.

Choose one band/artist and use only their song titles to answer these questions.

Pick a band/artist: the Scissor Sisters

01. Are you male or female: I Can’t Decide
02. Describe yourself: Filthy/Gorgeous
03. How do you feel about yourself: Comfortably Numb
04. Describe your ex boyfriend/girlfriend: Kiss You Off
05. Describe your current boy/girl situation: Better Luck
06. Describe your current location: Land of a Thousand Words
07. Describe where you want to be: Return to Oz
08. Your best friend is: Tits on the Radio
09. Your favorite color is: Lights
10. You know that: Everybody Wants the Same Thing
11. What’s the weather: Electrobix
12. If your life was a television show what would it be called?: I Don’t Feel Like Dancing
13. What is life to you: Intermission
14. What is the best advice you have to give: Take Your Mamma Out
15. If you could change your name what would you change it to: Mary

Happy Hump Day

Dancing Snoozing with the Starszzzzzzzz

What a snoozefest!

No I wasn't tired because I'm old... *ahem* I'm only 39 (+)...

This was the WORST episode of DwtS I have ever had the displeasure to behold and it very well may be the beginning of the end of my romance with said show...

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And if you'll permit me one last comment...

Denise Richards, shut the fuck up!

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Check my expiration date...

...cause I was totally spoiled, for this my 40th 39th(+) birthday.

Aside from the 50 + wonderful messages received from friends near and far on Crackbook, some lovely tributes from Santiago, Mitz and N@ and Ma on their respective blogs, and calls from Halifax, Palm Springs, Paris and Aix-en-Provence; I also spent a wonderful weekend with friends, lovers and furry puppiness.

Saturday evening we had friends over for drinks and nibbles. Then off to a local resto here in the gaybourhood: Piccolo Diavolo, then back for more drinks and laughs and... awwwwww yea... a honkin' huge Ice Cream Cake from Ben&Jerry's with Cherry-Garcia (YUM!)

Today was a fabulously casual morning, and by 'casual' I mean 'zonked out on the sofa with Santiago', waking at something between 9 and 10... give or take Daylight Savings... Off to a lovely brunch over at Saloon and a wonderful walk to downtown... and YES, I'll be the first to say it was nice to be able to walk outside with no hat, scarf or gloves or clunky winter boots (although deep down, I was secretly longing for a repeat of the weather last year and the 42 cms of snow we got!)

As for the absolutely sickening amount of fabulous gifts I received...

I received music by:

The Italian Whore... a.k.a. the First Lady of France... Carla Bruni.

Québecois chanteur Danial Bélanger (this WAS the most flattering pic I could locate).




A 2 CD and DVD set from Swedish Electronic Duo "The Knife".

I also received a gift certificate to Priape with which I might purchase this shirt...

As well, I received 5 pieces of Manhattan Glass. (I do live me some depression glass.)

A yummy bottle of Chambord Liqueur.




A bottle of Coteaux du Languedoc, Clos de Fontedit 2004 (not the 2002 as pictured)

A brand-spankin' new digital camera to replace the clunker I have now that was taking on average 20 seconds to churn out a photo... and it has stability control... cause you know when you get old you get the shakes!

And the holy Grail of them all (cue heavenly choirs) a shiny new 8gig iTouch...



In my head I've be singing the diVinyls "I Touch Myself" all day...

I am indeed blessed with the love of family and friends and the absolutely over-the-top love of my main squeeze Mr. D. himself...

Thanks again to all who made this weekend one for the history books.
Especial Didier. oxox

Until next year, and my 39th(++)
MWAH!

Soon to be an International Holiday

Happy Birthday to me!

cockamAMY

Sister Mary-Jane Merlot

For BobbyKatz

The best is yet to come my friend.

Happy Hump Day

Happy Blogoversary!

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Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaappy Blog-o-ver-sar-y.

Happy Blogoversary N@.

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