DWTS--Elimination

Okay, so I haven't had time to watch the actual show, but I saw where Model Girl was the first to go. I am not sad about that. I still have not watched the guys.

However, I did check out Private Practice and Dirty Sexy Money. Both have potential.

Santa Fe is tomorrow. Yippee!

Middle-Aged Music

Okay, I admit it. My musical taste tends to be decades ahead of my actual age. While my contemporaries were Jamming to the Pearl, sinking in the Hole, meditating to find their grunge-filled Nirvana, I always tended more to music of my parent's generation. I once heard Matthew Perry remark in an interview something to the effect that if you were a woman, under duress in any way, and sang about it, he would buy your album. That is pretty much true for me, but you also need to be over the age of 40 or preferably 50.

That said, imagine the sheer joy I felt today when I found out that at the end of April, Shlomo and I will be sitting 5th row center to see the Queen of Soul herself, Ms. Aretha Franklin. There seem no more appropriate words than, "I love you, ReRe!"

I have seen my share of my favorite performers...Barbra, Bette, Dolly, Emmylou, etc. However, Aretha's Gold is literally the first cd I ever bought. I think I know every word to every song on it. (That could partially stem from the fact that it was the only cd I had for about two weeks...captive audience!) I even purchased the cassette single (I know I am dating myself with that reference) when she sang Nessun Dorma as a pinch hitter for Luciano Pavarotti at the Grammys one year to universal acclaim. I found that she and I sang a lovely duet in my car.

Needless to say, this will be an incredible night for me. My expectations are high. In fact, I almost have diarrhea just thinking about it. I will spare you with my daily countdown until the show. For the record it is 213 days.

Do you know the way to Santa Fe?

I cannot wait until Friday. Granted, that is true every week, but this one is a rare exception. This Friday has been all I have thought about for months. I am going to the latest gallery opening of my favorite artist Donald Roller Wilson in Santa Fe. I have loved his work for gosh, about 15 years now. I have a few prints (okay, 4 of them). But, this is the first time I have ever been able to purchase an original work of his. It was a very extravagant purchase. Shlomo (my partner--not his real name) was very supportive of my doing so, however.

The link for the show is below. I won't say which one I bought, but if you know me it features a character with the same name of my great aunt and I am pretty sure I was called it on the playground on more than one occasion. Ah, elementary school...good times. It is also about the size of your typical photograph from an instant camera.

http://www.meyergalleries.com/santafe/show_details/152.asp

Dancing With The Stars

Okay, I admit it. I took ballroom dancing in college. It was my favorite class. Ever. As a result, I totally get sucked in to DWTS. Imagine my happiness that this is season premiere week. Here are my thoughts on the first night.

• Jennie Garth: looked beautiful and shows great promise. She seemed a bit nervous, but will do fine.
• Marie Osmond: annoying. That is from someone who was once convinced that he needed to buy one of her dolls of the QVC.
• Jane Seymour: I never watched Dr. Quinn, but that Medicine Woman was all style and grace. She is as old as my mother, but moves like a 20-year-old. Well done.
• Mel B: If you wanna be my lover...whatever. She was fine. Best-dressed. Probably got screwed by Eddie Murphy and this is her comeback consolation.
• Model girl: no strength in her body...no strength in her dancing. If it is not a guy, she will be the first to go. S-I-anora. (Not bad...Sports Illustrated reference from the gay boy!)
• Cheetah girl: (by the way...and same for model girl...if you are not a real celebrity, I don't bother to learn your name) She was very energetic and showed great skill with her Cha Cha Cha. But, "cheetahlicious" is not a word. Don't say it again.

Tonight: the men. I cannot wait to see Cameron Mathison--the original hottie with a body. And, I am oddly curious about Wayne Newton. His hair color is totally believable.

The World As We Know It

Today's musings:

• Amazingly, according to their President, there are no gay people in Iran. I am not quite sure how that could happen as pretty much 10 percent of all species in nature are in fact homosexual. I guess he found some cure for us all.
• Keifer Sutherland picked up on DUI...why do people who can obviously afford a cab insist on driving? Seriously, Keifer...take $20 and hire a cab. Your day as "young Hollywood" is long over. It's not cool.

Wow, I really seemed to have covered my homosexual agenda in my first post. Maybe I am more political than I realized.

It's a slow day at the office. All the bosses are gone. Not sad about that.