Archive for September, 2009


It’s a good day to be a Britney fan. Today Britney’s new single, “3” was released in anticipation of The Singles Collection, which is being released November 24th.

Now, I know what you’re thinking, “Umm…wasn’t My Prerogative a greatest hits CD? I’m not buying another one. Shit, I got bills to pay.” Well, my friend, you are a bad fan. And Brit’s released a lot of singles since My Prerogative came out. And you’d better buy the Ultimate Fan Box Set which includes two discs of all the singles, every music video ever, and all the album art with additional pictures and trivia. That is fucking gold. I will die without that.

Anyways, onto discussion of “3”.

Can you guess what it’s about? If you said “threesomes”, you’re correct!”

1, 2, 3
Not only you and me
Got one eighty degrees
And I’m caught in between

Stuff of genius, my friend. She’s a living legend (you can look but don’t touch).

And for you’re listening pleasure, here is the song:

I’ll be honest, I was at first apprehensive for the song when I read some descriptions of it, but I ended up loving it. it’s more Circus than Blackout, but that’s okay. It’s so catchy and fun and I can’t wait to play it at our next dance party!

I love Britney Spears!

Don’t you know me, Savannah, Georgia? I’m the new Berlin Wall!

Yesterday was probably one of my most exciting days here in Savannah because I got to go see a production of Hedwig and the Angry Inch. By now I think that I’m able to speak with some authority on this musical, so I guess I will.

From what I can piece together, this is a new venture of the legendary gay club Club One. They’re using the small theatre in the club and are stating to put on musicals there. (I think.) And what better way to kick things off than with Hedwig? It was a really good show. The theatre seating was just a bunch of chair set up, so it was a more intimate setting. There were about 30 people there (as many as we had at the library) and they ranged in age from 18 – mid 60s. Which was kind of surprisingly, considering that this 3 PM show was done specifically for an 18+ audience. The room itself smelled like cigarettes smoke and had a nice atmosphere.

They did change the show in that rather than having Hedwig do the parts of her mother, Luther and Tommy, they actually casted actors for them. The three of them sat in a little window box thing from where I guess backstage would be. They sat all next to each other on a bench, and when it came time for one of their parts, they stood up, the spotlight shined on them, they said their lines and the spotlight went off again. So Hedwig turned to them and was speaking to them rather then just doing the parts herself on stage. And when she opened Tommy’s door, he did his parts from there rather than just an off-stage voice. It thought the whole thing was a little odd. But just because I’m not used to seeing it like that, I guess. I did kind of like having Tommy actually sing “Wicked Little Town” to Hedwig in the end.  He walked out of the window and onto stage where he painted the cross on her forehead, shared a moment with her, and then left. That was kind of nice to actually see. However, it does make the ending a little less interpretive. It’s a little more straight-forward and a little less, “Wait…are they the same person? Did Tommy every exist? WTF is happening?!?!” But that’s not necessarily a bad thing, I guess.

As for the actor, he was just really rock n’ roll and kickass. He has tattoos and tons of energy, jumping around and just rocking out the whole time. But then he was also very vulnerable and was just really incredible (I’m kind of bad at reviewing things. I just know that was really good). And he did the whole show in a sequined pair of four inch fuck-me pumps, a feat not even attempted by JCM.

Unfortunately, poor Yitzhak couldn’t compare to the Cygent Threatre’s Katie Alexander, but that bitch set a fucking high bar, to be fair.

All it all, it was a really good show. And I’m really thankful that this theatre exists, and that I happened across the flyer for it. I mean, they’re doing Rocky Horror next. Could it get any better?

Well, maybe if they did CATS. Keep your fingers crossed!!



Sad Bosh in New York

Hello everyone,

I really haven’t blogged on Bosh in forever, but it’s only because college is “FUCKING CRAZY” (to quote Nishita).

I’ve been here for 4 weeks now and I really am happy here, but I wouldn’t give the emphatic “I’m loving it!” that everyone seems to be giving.

The first week was exciting, and now that, that excitement’s worn off and I’m sinking into the rote routine of classes, meal plans, and doing laundry, the novelty’s almost worn off.

At least I’m not entirely alone. Everyone on my floor is cool and I like being able to do homework until 2AM in the lounge with other people. Of course they do nothing to help me concentrate, but just the fact that we’re all sitting there working gives me a nice sense of community.

But alas, no Britney fans. And I’m still afraid to blast Britney in my room because people will judge me. But that hasn’t stopped me from proudly displaying my VIP Edition of Showgirls.

Since I last posted I auditioned for 4 a capella groups and mock trial. And I didn’t make anything.

Being here really does make me feel small. There’s so many talented people and I feel like I don’t belong. Fortunately for me, other people have said the same thing, so I’m not alone.

I guess that’s all I have to say for now. Never fear, I’ll be posting funnier things in the future– there are a lot of funny things in New York after all!



Hello. Now I am in Savannah, Georgia. Things are pretty much settled in, so that’s good. The second week of classes began today. We’re on a quarter system and only have three classes per quarter, but each class meeting is two and a half hours, so it’s kind of intense.

Other than that…I haven’t done much. I’ve never been very good at making friends. Does anyone have any tips?

So, yeah. Unfortunately I don’t really have much to report. Except that the other day when I was walking down Savannah’s main drag (LOL! Pun SO intended!!) I saw this taped up in a music store:


Is it a sign? Let’s hope so.



PS It’s really humid here. I don’t think I like humidity.

The Night Before

Hello. This will be the last time that I’ll be blogging from the comfort of my own bed (well, until winter break, that is). Tomorrow at approximately 7:25 AM I’ll be departing from San Diego to go 2,000 miles to Savannah, Georgia. Well, we’ll have a layover in Atlanta, but after that it’s off to Savannah!

Georgia is pretty far away.

Everybody I talk to keeps asking me, “Why are you going to Georgia?” And I guess it’s a fair question. It does seem a little random. But I am just so ready to be out of Scripps Ranch away from everybody I know and on my own. In a perfect world would I be headed to Savannah? No. Probably not. (Well, let’s be honest here. Definitely not). But that was the option I had and the school is a good one, so it made sense to go. And I am excited. The idea of a quaint town is starting to grow on me more, and I love that I get to go to art school. You know, I was having a tough time deciding between SCAD and SFSU until I went to the eye doctor and the assistant was making small talk with me about it. I told him that I was having trouble deciding, and he just said, “Why WOULDN’T you go?” And he’s right. I have this incredible opportunity and I’d be stupid to pass it up. And I’ll be fucking honest, and I know that this is bad to say and elitist and shit, but it’s my blog so I DGAF: I’m fucking glad that I’m not going to public school.

So anyways, as I sit here in my own private room, I don’t really feel nervous. Maybe a little. I guess. I’m worried about obvious things, like making friends and shit, but, I don’t know. I have a good feeling about this.

This has been such an amazing summer. Seriously. Staying out past midnight, co-ed sleepovers, first drinks, first cigarettes, good friends and good memories. Not to mention the big things, like Bye Bye Britney or our trip to Seattle. Shoutout to Josh, Forrest and Nishita for making this the best summer ever!

And naturally, it only makes leaving more bittersweet. I’m sad to be separated from good friends, and I know that this isn’t goodbye, but it’s definitely the end of something. But I’m ready for a new beginning. Let’s go.

Do you mind if I end with a Britney quote? Do you really expect anything less? (Some things will never change).

She's gonna pack her bags
She's gonna find her way
She's gonna get right out of this
She don't want New York
She don't want L.A.
She's gonna find that special kiss
She don't want no sleep
She don't want no high
Oh, like peaches 'n' cream
She's gonna wish on stars and touch the sky
Ah, you know what I mean

She wants a good time
No need to rewind
She needs to really really find what she wants
She lands on both feet
Won't take a back seat
There's a brave new girl
And she's comin' out tonight

She's gonna step outside
Uncover her eyes
Who knew she could feel so alive
Her M.O.'s changed
She don't wanna behave
Ain't it good to be a brave girl tonight

Last Night With Josh and Elaine

At the beginning of this summer, we had the idea what we would put on three musicals for the people of Scripps Ranch, one every month. Obviously, this plan was taken over by Bye Bye Britney: The Motion Picture, and that was the only product of this summer. (Granted, it was a fucking large (and fairly nice) product).

Anyways, our plan would have been to reprise Hedwig in June and then perform our second original musical, Last Night With Josh and Elaine in August right before everyone left. The story line of Last Night went something like this: Josh and I meet at Santana’s Mexican Grill before we both head off to college, and we reminisce about high school, reflect on our friendship, and meditate on what the future would bring. Also, the title was going to lead for some nice advertising: “Last Night With Josh and Elaine was WILD”, “Last Night With Josh and Elaine was MIND-BLOWING”, etc.

The show would feature songs from out favorite musicals (such as CATS, The Rocky Horror Picture Show, REPO! The Genetic Opera, Bye Bye Birdie and more) and, natch, people like Britney Spears, Elton John and the like. (Well, I suppose that Brit and Sir Elton aren’t normally in the same category).

We were planning to rewrite the songs to reflect our situations, and then break into them at the appropriate time. The show would have been a fusion of My Dinner with Andre, Kiki and Herb and Weird Al Yankovic. All staring Josh and Elaine. Doesn’t that sound like a future Tony winner?

We planed to offend people, make them laugh, make them cry and just say goodbye. It was meant to start out being just about us, but by the end it would be about everyone who was leaving their home and friends for a new life and new adventures. It was going to be really touching.

These are some of the songs we had planned:

  • Concept: An examination of some of the strange lingo we’ve created, focusing especially on the world “nub” (which basically means retard).
    Song: Super Nub, based on Rick James’ Super Freak
    Sample Lyrics: “She’s a very nubby girl/The kind you don’t take home to mother”
  • Concept: A tribute to Maria, our favorite waitress at SMG
    Song: Maria, from West Side Story
    Sample Lyrics: “Maria, I just a girl named Maria” (okay, we didn’t change these ones at all)
  • Concept: A celebration of all of the “thirds” that have joined us over the years, but that we have frightened away
    Song: One Third , based on One Boy from Bye Bye Birdie
    Sample Lyrics: “One third, one special third/One third to smoke with, do coke with/One third, that’s the way it should be”
  • Concept: A truthful look at our most controversial endeavour (which we would finally publicly address and ridicule)
    Song: Mmm Cunt-E, based on Mmm Papi by Britney Spears
    Sample Lyrics: “Mmm Cunt-E hate you, Mmm Cunt-E hate you”

Okay, maybe the whole project was a little self indulgent. Sure. Whatever. But the end was going to be really sweet, and people were going to cry. We never quite figured it out, but I think the finale was going to be a beautiful medley featuring I’m Going Home from Rocky Horror (except “I’m going to New York/Savannah”) followed by I Didn’t Know I Loved You So Much from REPO!, which would then lead into an altered version of Midnight Radio from Hedwig (“Here’s to Nomi! And to Tim Curry! And to David Bowie! And to Britney! And to Beyoncé! And to Richard O’Brien! And to us!”). Then, much like the protaginists in all of the beloved masterpieces metioned above, we would each slowly walk off the stage. In different directions. With one final look back, and then disapearing into the unknown.

C’mon! That’s good shit!

I quite like the idea of Last Night With Josh ane Elaine. Maybe one day it will be reincarnated in some other form. But in conclusion, I’d like to end with the lyrics of one song that I think describes Josh and I quite well. It’s called No Children and we would have performed it in the section where we were talking about Cunt-Egate, thirds, friends, and our friendship in general. It’s by a group called “Mountain Goats” (what a nubby name!), but I prefer Kiki and Herb’s cover. Like I said, I think that it really sums us up:

I hope that our few remaining friends
Give up on trying to save us
I hope we come up with a failsafe plot
To piss of the dumb few that forgave us
I hope the fences we mended
Fall down beneath their own weight
And I hope we hang on past the last exit
I hope it’s already too late
And I hope the junkyard a few blocks from here
Someday burns down
And I hope the rising black smoke carries me far away
And I never come back to this town again
In my life
I hope I lie
And tell everyone you were a good wife
And I hope you die
I hope we both die

I hope I cut myself shaving tommorow
I hope it bleeds all day long
Our friends say it’s darkest befor the sun rises
We’re pretty sure they’re all wrong
I hope it stays dark forever
I hope the worst isn’t over
I hope you blink before I do
And I hope I never get sober
And I hope when you think of me years down the line
You can’t find one good thing to say
And I hope that if I found the strength to walk out
You’d stay the hell out of my way
I am drowning
There is no sign of land
Your are coming down with me
Hand in unloveable hand
And I hope you die
I hope we both die

Oh, and as a final, final note, we did eat together at SMG before Josh left for college. So in a way, we had our own private performance of Last Night. With no singing, but still.

What I’ve Been Doing

Well, I’m sure that you’d all rather be hearing about what Josh is doing in the mysterious land known as college, but he is busy, so you’ll have have to settle for me, which is a whole lot less interesting.

Here’s a rundown of my past few days:


  • Wake up early to surprise Besite ForFor at 6:30 AM before he leaves for Boston.
  • Eat at SMG one last time with Josh, say goodbye.
  • Cry.
  • Go to the Apple Store.
  • Order my Britney Spears laundry bag and lyric scarf.
  • Sleep.
  • Am bitten by an evil bug.
  • Itch.


  • Sleep.
  • Sit in bed with cat.
  • Listen to iPod.
  • Watch The People vs. Larry Flynt in three chunks (with sleep in between).
  • Think about watching the rest of Vampyros Lesbos, but remember that there is note enough vampirism or lesbianism to hold my interest.
  • Am disgusted when I see that Ilene Chaiken is trying to make a L-Word reality show.
  • Sleep.


  • Sleep.
  • Talk to Josh on the phone.
  • Catch up on the Feast of  Fools Fun podcasts I’ve missed.
  • Alternate between and
  • Recieve my Britney Spears laundry bag and lyric scarf.
  • Watch many YouTube videos from Brit’s Onyx Hotel Tour. These are my favorite. You can say a lot of things about Britney, but you can’t deny that she’s one sexy bitch:
  • Fall asleep waiting for dinner to be ready.
  • Try to watch The Libertine but find it fucking boring. Fast forward to the part where Johnny Depp’s nose falls off.


  • Have a mild panic attack about what art supplies I’ll need for school.
  • Facebook.
  • Notice the similarities between Brit’s new costume, and Mz. B’s Sasha Fierce look:


  • See Julie and Julia, find it endearing.
  • Sleep till dinner.
  • Eat.
  • Pet my cat. (This is literal truth, not a euphemism).
  • iChat with Josh.
  • Write this.

I’d like to end with you, loyal readers, helping me answer a question that has been plaguing me, well, since this morning:

Thank you.

And may you be having a better time than I am.



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