now taking orders, sizes xs to xl

baby blue fine jersey with this lovely design by motto (i.e. andy and steph)

everyone loves a tranny

went to the fenway community health center's annual men's event last weekend. "arwin", featured in these photos, looked terrific. i just want you to realize that essie is about 6'2" and i'm a hair taller at 6'3". arwin is fucking ginormous.

i know that europe still has its tag team

madge, madge, MADGE! you're scary old-lady yoga arms are making you look like, well, a scary old lady! can you please get some fat injections into your extremeties? i mean, your body is rock solid but you're not 25 anymore. please put on a sweater.

speaking of the abba sampling post-modern disco queen, i've been singing the wrong lyrics to "hung up" for about 5 months now. during the bridge of the song she sings:

i can't keep on waiting for you
i know that you're still hesitating

i thought it was:

i can't keep on waiting for you
i know that europe still has its tag team

an OBVIOUS mistake, by anyone's standards.

is this a pun?

"Brokeback Mountain a shoo-in for this year's best-picture award at the Oscars? Not so fast, says Kim Masters, who points out that Crash has a decent shot at a come-from-behind victory." -NPR.org

the comeback

i haven't blogged in AGES! rio was amazing, you can check out all the pictures if you click on the flicker icon to the right. my job has been insanely busy and i haven't checked the capital markets or anything in the past week and a half. oy.

back to reality...

there's this woman who calls in everyday, i mean EVERY DAY, about some stupid bullshit invesmtnet management question and she's always like, "hi! it's colleen." i'm always like, "colleen who?". she gets so pissed off at me evertime she has to say her full name. i love it. it makes me happy all over. it makes my inner child giddy and my inner black woman chortle.