Cocky Ozzy, Lacking Janet, and Daddy Johnny

Alrighty, I'm up to speed on Survivor. Ozzy's getting kinda cocky, which is a little bit disappointing, since I'd come to think he was above that. Anyhoo... seems he's not. Chet is gone, and deservedly so. He seemed like a truly nice man, but he certainly was reinforcing some negative stereotypes about gay-folk and that makes me antsy. He exited with incredible grace though. I love it when people give a well-thought-out departure speech. Hell... he does have a lot to be proud about I suppose. I for one would feel an incredible sense of accomplishment for outlasting Gorilla Joel. I was a little disappointed that Jonathan went home, and I actually felt a little teary with compassion. He hasn't been nearly as obnoxious this season, and to be taken-out by an injury really must suck. I knew he was going to have to leave though. That was a huge gash in his knee, and you can't just slap a bandage on something like that under those living conditions. It would be painful in the most sterile of environments, never mind all the filth that the contestants live in for 39 days. I'm not yet certain of who I'm rooting for to take home the prize. At this point I'll be surprised if it's a fan. They seem to be an endangered species. But things can always change. If I hadn't watched last season, I think I'd be cheering for James (to get an underwear modelling contract among other things) because he's been portrayed as pretty subdued and good-natured this season. Sadly, I still don't like him very much. The wonders they can create with editing huh? I'm sure Parvarti enjoys being portrayed as the village harlot for example, but she gives them lots of footage to work with. This much is certain.

Anyhoo, enough about Survivor for now.

With regards to the "Janet" night on Friday. We had a great time. But I was under the distinct impression that it was going to be all Janet music all night. This was not the case. And so the consensus was that the music was a little weak 'cause it wasn't at all what we were expecting. I'm thinking maybe the DJ didn't have a complete catalog of her music. I on the other hand; do. And would be only so happy to put together an entire evening of ass-shakin' Janet tunes. Heaven knows she's got the repertoire.

This weekend with the nephews and nieces turned-out to be a lot of fun. Nathan (the youngest nephew) was my biggest fan for some reason and I actually started feeling pangs of paternal instincts and the desire to have a child. Luckily it passed. But I have to say; there's an awful lot of appeal in the thought of potentially raising a child to be empowered and full of love for him/herself and others, and teaching the importance of kindness, respect and grace among other virtues. I rarely ever think to myself "Gee, I'd be a great dad." ...But sometimes....

To that end... the lyrics to "Lullaby for Wyatt" by Sheryl Crow. A song she wrote for her adopted son. It's beautiful. Happy St. Patrick's Day all!

The world could fall apart
But you're my heart, my dear
I will sing this song
'Til we are gone, my dear

How do I keep you from losing your way
Hope you'll go out and you'll come back some day
But love is letting go
And this I'll know
Cause you were mine
For a time

I could shape your mind
But why waste time, my dear
There's so much more to know
Than I can show you dear

How do I keep you from losing your way
Hope you'll go out and you'll come back some day
But love is letting go
And this I'll know
Cause you were mine
For a time

I have held you close
And breathed your name, my dear
I was with you then
And will remain, my dear

How do I keep you from losing your way
Hope you will find love like I did some day
But love is letting go
And this I'll know

Cause you were mine
For a time

March is Family Month (unofficially)

Gaah... the week... this dreadfully long week is almost at a close. I've been waking up every morning wishing it was Saturday, or wishing for just another half hour of sleep at the very least. Neither happened. Go figure.

In addition to the aforementioned visit from my niece, it warrants mentioning that both Ted's nieces and nephews have been in Toronto this week and we've spent quite a bit of time with them. This weekend we'll be seeing even more of them, 'cause they'll be staying with us. All four of them, plus Mel. Then on Sunday all but Rachel will be going home. Rachel's Ted's eldest niece. She'll be staying with us until Thursday when we drive up to Timmins for the weekend. Action packed. We've promised to take her to a drag show at one of the gay bars downtown, so that should be fun. hee hee

Tonight Ted and I are steppin' out to a nightclub called "Fly" for their Janet Jackson night. Yup... all Janet, all night. I've been looking forward to it for almost a month now. And no... I'm not one to go to nightclubs. But we went to a Kylie Minogue night in December at the same club and had so much fun, we just couldn't resist an evening of Janet. Never mind the fact that we'll be two of the oldest and fattest people in the club. But screw it. We're there for the music. Not to impress anyone.

In the meantime... I need a nap.

I'd post the lyrics to a Janet song from her new album. But the video for Feedback is infinitely more entertaining than the lyrics to any of her songs. Yes. I said it. And I'm a life-long fan. Anyhoo... enjoy!!!

Stinky Breath and Funky Music

Is there such thing as garlic poisoning? I mean strictly from the stand-point of someone who's never been allergic to garlic of course.

I love garlic, and I would say that there's no such thing as too much, but I'm admittedly feeling a little light-headed today after consuming (probably) about 4 or 5 cloves in the leftover spaghetti sauce, with the leftover lasagna noodles that I could not bare to see go in the trash.

No vampires in my immediate future. This much is certain.

Got the new Janet Jackson CD last night and it's really solid. I was quite pleasantly surprised. I've been a faithful fan of Miss Janet since Control (1986) and her past 3 albums have been just a little bit lacking y'know. I've never stopping loving her, and there were always at least a few gems to be found, but she hasn't really made an album of this calibre in over a decade. Once more a Janet album that makes you wanna dance (for many tracks)! I can't tell you how much fun it is (and filthy as per usual - me likey.) Even the ballads are quite good. I'm very pleased and impressed. Now... if I can actually manage to embed the video, I shall leave you with the lead single: "Feedback". The choreography and the male dancers make me melt. Very funky/erotic and decidedly masculine. BLAH! Embedding is disabled by request of Universal Music. *rolls eyes* Well... visit this link and get sexified!

Tattooed Pigs in Plaid Pajamas

If I had a dollar for every intangible "pound" of negativity floating around today... I'd go into business. But then again, everybody's selling negativity. Blah... "GIVING" it away. I have no energy for it on a Monday. I've got enough of my own to contend with.

And thusly, I will focus on the good. The good that is my dear friend Jerome stopping by our place last night for dinner and the Amazing Race finale. That was pretty frickin' cool. (not the race mind you, that was sadly a little anti-climactic. Eric and Danielle... pshawww who wants to see the jack-ass and the whiny-cry baby win a million dollars?) Especially, considering how busy the man is. Thank you again Jerome for accepting our invitation. We had a great time and so did Tammy.

The good is also that it's my sister Darlene's birthday. I must call her this evening to tell her of the not-so-good... which is that I got her nothing. Not even a card. Which is totally not my style. Ah well. She's not likely to mind since she stopped commemorating my birthday years ago. She might even appreciate it as one less thing she needs to worry about in terms of "oh he got me something; I'll have to get him something next year" n' all that. I do feel bad that this is her first birthday since her divorce and therefore the first birthday alone. At any rate, today is her birthday and I can't change the fact that I've done nothing. Happy Birthday my sister. I love you.

I guess that's all I've got to say today, strangely enough. But I think it has a lot to do with the unsavoury, bitchy people I've had to deal with in recent hours. Tonight is a new night, and tomorrow is a new day.


Janet - "Velvet Rope"

We have a special need
To feel that we belong
Come with me inside
Inside my velvet rope

We all wanna feel special...

This special need
That's within us
Brings out the best
Yet worst in us

Follow the passion
That's within you
Living the truth
Will set you free

We have a special need
To feel that we belong
Come with me inside
Inside my velvet rope

Put others down
To fill us up
Oppressing me
Will oppress you

Outside leave judgement
Outside leave hate
One love's the answer
You'll find in you

We have a special need
To feel that we belong
Come with me inside
Inside my velvet rope