I'm not going to say good-bye, just fare thee well and I wish all of you happiness and may all your dreams come true.  Our fledgling theatre company just received our non-profit number and we are getting ready for our first show this September.  I leave for New York City on Sunday for a week of tourism and theatre going.  Now all I need is someone to share all this with.  Wish me luck or break a leg.  Like I said I may post from time to time, but for the most part will not be posting on a regular basis.  Email me if you'd like to keep in touch. 


I want to thank all of you for kind words and wonderful comments.  It is greatly appreciated.  I just got back from an amazing week in New York City getting my mojo revved and theatre juices flowing.  We went to a taping of the Letterman Show and even made it onscreen from the third row.  Neil Patrick Harris was one of the guests and tonight's host for the Antoinette Perry Awards (the Tonys) for achievement in the theatre and my vote is cast for the incredibly moving and creative musical, Once.  Congratulations on 11 Tony nominations.  If you saw the movie and loved it you will even love the musical more.  I did.  Both leads were phenomenal and the direction was innovative and precise.  All the cast members play an instrument and the movement with the songs was creative and evocative.  If you get to Broadway don't miss it and if it tours to your city, be sure to catch a performance.  I walked out a different person.  I always love that when it happens!

Steve Kazee plays the Guy and he's got it all.  Looks and talent.  Break a leg tonight, Steve.

UPDATE:  8 Tonys including Best Musical and Best Actor in a Musical.  Congratulations, Steve and I loved your acceptance speech.


Finally!  If you watch his talk show, he's been dropping hints for quite some time now.  Check out the gun show on his boyfriend. I wonder what Oprah would think of him texting and driving?  Towleroad has the story of how he sent the news to fellow gay journalist, Andrew Sullivan.  


A traveling salesman is going door to door peddling his wares.  He knocks on a door and a young boy about eight years old answers the door wearing only his mother's panties and bra with a cigarette in one hand and a scotch on the rocks in the other.  The salesman is visably shaken and taken aback as he stammers and finally gets out, " Uh, hello young man, uh are your parents home?"  The young boy looks at him incredously and replies, "What the fuck do you think?"


Warm summer days and evenings are perfect for a chilled glass of rose.  There's an accent over that e, but I have no way of placing it because Blogger doesn't allow for symbols, so for the record, I'm referring to the wine and not the flower.  I am especially enamored of two wines from different regions in the south of France right now.  Domaine Sorin has a lovely rose (imagine the accent) from the Bandol region of Provence on the coast.  The winery and vineyards are about five miles inland from the shore with views of the Mediterranean.  The days are hot and the cool breezes from the sea at night are perfect conditions for growing the grapes.
The wine is made from 40% Grenache, 40% Cinsault, 10% Syrah and 10% Mourvedre and is light with intense flavors on the nose and palette of strawberries, watermelon and cranberries.


James Douglas Morrison
December 8, 1943 - July 3, 1971
In his younger days, he was a god. 
I missed the anniversary of his passing.  He would have been sixty-nine this year.

In my youth he was a Dionysis of inspiration who possesed the Divine Madness of the gods.