Friday, March 8, 2002

A Good Friday?

Well, just when I was getting ready to write off the entire concept of Fridays, along comes a Friday that I thoroughly enjoy! The weather's gorgeous, the work-load light, the office silent, the mood fairly chirpy. There's money in the bank, a weekend of fun ahead, and nothing hurts. I had a lovely lunch with Shiloh, they're playing good music on the radio, and my hair looks great! Plus, when I first tried to post this message at 4pm, Blogger was down and the windows went blank...but I had fortuitously already saved the text before I clicked "Post," so I lost nothing!! O Joy!!! O Rapture!!!!

I just don't quite know what to do with myself!

Oh, I know! I can do the Friday Five! Or, since I missed it last week and would like to remain current, the Friday Nine (omitting last week's fifth question, since I already answered it directly below).

(Last Week's Friday [Four]):

1. What's your favorite vacation spot? I'm torn between the entire state of Hawaii (O, those tropical breezes, those boy-strewn beaches, those vast and fabulous malls, the orchids sprouting out of the sidewalks, and again the boys...those sun-bronzed, tight-muscled boys with their surf-shorts riding low on their hips, hiking up from the beach with a board under their arms and a wild look of triumph in their eyes...mmmmm) and the city of Victoria, BC (miles of shopping, fabulous architecture, really great food, nice weather, that typical Canadian cleanliness all over...and, oddly enough, just truck-loads of really good-looking people, as if they import hot men from all over the country just to work in Victoria...even the girls were really something...and you just haven't lived until you've been pedalled all over town in a rickshaw pulled by something right off the pages of Abercrombie & Fitch, let me tell you!)

2. Where do you consider to be the biggest hell-hole on earth? The Midwest. All of it, from the Sierra/Cascades to the Mississippi. Yuck.

3. What would be your dream vacation? A European Museum Tour...I plotted it out once, visiting all the major museums in Europe and the Mediterranean, starting at the Hermitage in St. Petersburg and ending at the Valley of the Kings in Egypt, staying at four- or five-star hotels all the way (the various Ritzes, the Hassler, the Mena House, etc.)

4. If you could go on a road-trip with anyone, who would it be and why? I can't think of any particular person I would especially want for a road-trip. But ideally, it would be someone with whom I can talk endlessly, who likes to sing, who likes to stop and look at roadside curiosities and tourist traps, and enjoys sleeping in motels...basically, me—but in a different body, good-looking, and with more money, and who finds me irresistable. If I could find such a man, I'd marry him on the spot!

The Current Friday Five:

1. What makes you homesick? I don't think I've ever really been homesick. But then, I've never been away from home for very long. I do feel a little deprived when I don't have certain home comforts with me, like my own bed, my entire wardrobe, my Nintendo64, my computer...or all the comforts of living in a city, like a Starbuck's on every corner and large gay communities to play in.

2. Where is "home" for you? Is it where you are living now, or somewhere else (ie: Mom & Dad's house, particular state/city)? All of the above: I live in the city I (mostly) grew up in; specifically, I live with my Grandmother (who is as much a parent to me as the traditional mothers and fathers and steps). I think of Oakland as my hometown, and am quite fond of it...warts and all.

3. What makes it home for you? People? Things? I'd have to say the "there-ness." Though Gertrude Stein once said that Oakland has no There, I have to disagree. To me, Oakland, and my Grandmother's house, have always been the only stable things in my life. My parents have gadded about all over California, and even Europe, sometimes living in three or four different apartments per town, and of course dragging us kids along with them, losing our toys and changing our schools...but my Grandmother's house has been in the family since 1934, with the same phone number, the same colors of paint, mostly the same furniture, on the same street in the same district of the same's just so THERE.

4. Where is the furthest you've been from home, miles-wise? According to the link provided (, the farthest afield my crow has flown was to Atlantic City, New Jersey, which is 2,559 miles from Oakland. The next farthest was Lihue, Kauai, Hawaii, which is 2,459 miles. I preferred the latter, incidentally, though it was almost intolerably humid (not uncomfortable, mind felt quite like being hugged in a sauna...but physically hard to breathe in all that moisture...Kauai is the wettest place on Earth, and it takes a few hours to acclimate).

5. What are your plans for this weekend? This evening I'm getting together with some Galaxy Girls to go have a dekko at our new digs at New George's in San Rafael. Tomorrow I am going to the San Francisco Vintage Fashion Expo with Caroline, and I intend to spend every spare dime I have on fabulous accessories and jewels. Sunday is the Galaxy Girls' Tribute to Miss Gay Marin 2002 Ivy Drip. It's going to be one hell of a roller coaster ride, and hopefully I'll be too busy to be depressed.

So, there we are. I'm starting to run out of beefcake photos, but that isn't going to stop me from posting one...I just have to start going through my hard drive to find some more cuties, and upload them into my FTP space.

Have a Fabulous Friday, my darlings!

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