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Fucking DETHKLOK played a show last night. It was better than most real bands. The violinist was the most breathtaking creature I have ever seen, the woman of my dreams. I will find her, and I will marry her.
I've been more AWOL from SG than usual lately, and I do apologize for that. One reason is that I am literally booked almost every waking hour of almost every day -- I'm in rehearsals for a new show on top of all my other stuff. I'm so tired. The other reason is that the atmosphere around here is changing.
Don't expect it to change any time soon, either, since on Friday I'm going to Austria and then Israel, a blessed respite from my life here. And hopefully I will get to meet two amazing women: Wendy and Katya! Once I get back we go into hardcore rehearsals since we open at the end of July, I think. I don't think I'll have a life again until September -- Halloween season!
Here are some of the things I've been up to:
World of the Weird Monster Show! Anyone who's going to Flashback, please stop by the booth and say hi to Undead Johnny, Dementia, Zontar, and all the rest. Be sure to have a ton of fun and then leave me a comment about how awesome it was and how much I should have been there.
Part 2: http://youtube.com/watch?v=wrDQpjr6PSg&feature=related
Part 3: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H4Wa3wcGKBQ&feature=related
Burlesque! Varietease is some of the best burlesque in Chicago! For those of you who weren't able to get tickets for the last show, we are looking for a new, bigger, *air-conditioned* venue. These photos are available as prints, by the way.
Let me just say that I have BIG PLANS for next month's Varietease. Big fucking plans. It will be ridiculous -- ridiculously AWESOME!
We did a promotional photoshoot for the play, and my makeup and costume were fucking incredible, but unfortunately the photos aren't processed yet. Feh. Impatient model.
Please go here and if you like the video, leave it a nice comment. This is such a unique video for SG, with such effort and time and talent, that it really deserves to be recognized and awarded in this month's contest. I know everyone hates when SGs pimp out sets, etc, but that's the way we get paid these days, so your comments and things aren't just ego-stroking, but they help us fund better sets and, in some cases, a Suicide Girl's car registration.
http://suicidegirls.com/girls/Sioux/videos/4048/
I saw my first firefly of the summer on my way to get the laundry out of the dryer. Who cares if there is a god, or what his name is? When faced with a courtyard full of living nightlights in a haze of humid night air, or flowers that smell like chocolate, or the limbless motion of a sleepy python, all that matters is that I am here to appreciate this totally unfathomable and cruelly beautiful existence.
When you think about the astounding complexity of a single cell, the genius that put us on the moon -- it is shocking that humans haven't figured out how to be nice to each other. So, so flawed.
Speaking of flawed, I've discovered what you get when you're a bad friend: No friends. I try, and I mean well, but honestly I just hate talking on the phone, and I get so much tedious email and PMs that responding is a chore. And I'm tired. Poor excuse really, but there it is. I still love you, even if I don't talk often.
Over and out.
Fucking DETHKLOK played a show last night. It was better than most real bands. The violinist was the most breathtaking creature I have ever seen, the woman of my dreams. I will find her, and I will marry her.
I've been more AWOL from SG than usual lately, and I do apologize for that. One reason is that I am literally booked almost every waking hour of almost every day -- I'm in rehearsals for a new show on top of all my other stuff. I'm so tired. The other reason is that the atmosphere around here is changing.
Don't expect it to change any time soon, either, since on Friday I'm going to Austria and then Israel, a blessed respite from my life here. And hopefully I will get to meet two amazing women: Wendy and Katya! Once I get back we go into hardcore rehearsals since we open at the end of July, I think. I don't think I'll have a life again until September -- Halloween season!
Here are some of the things I've been up to:
World of the Weird Monster Show! Anyone who's going to Flashback, please stop by the booth and say hi to Undead Johnny, Dementia, Zontar, and all the rest. Be sure to have a ton of fun and then leave me a comment about how awesome it was and how much I should have been there.
Part 2: http://youtube.com/watch?v=wrDQpjr6PSg&feature=related
Part 3: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H4Wa3wcGKBQ&feature=related
Burlesque! Varietease is some of the best burlesque in Chicago! For those of you who weren't able to get tickets for the last show, we are looking for a new, bigger, *air-conditioned* venue. These photos are available as prints, by the way.
Let me just say that I have BIG PLANS for next month's Varietease. Big fucking plans. It will be ridiculous -- ridiculously AWESOME!
We did a promotional photoshoot for the play, and my makeup and costume were fucking incredible, but unfortunately the photos aren't processed yet. Feh. Impatient model.
Please go here and if you like the video, leave it a nice comment. This is such a unique video for SG, with such effort and time and talent, that it really deserves to be recognized and awarded in this month's contest. I know everyone hates when SGs pimp out sets, etc, but that's the way we get paid these days, so your comments and things aren't just ego-stroking, but they help us fund better sets and, in some cases, a Suicide Girl's car registration.
http://suicidegirls.com/girls/Sioux/videos/4048/
I saw my first firefly of the summer on my way to get the laundry out of the dryer. Who cares if there is a god, or what his name is? When faced with a courtyard full of living nightlights in a haze of humid night air, or flowers that smell like chocolate, or the limbless motion of a sleepy python, all that matters is that I am here to appreciate this totally unfathomable and cruelly beautiful existence.
When you think about the astounding complexity of a single cell, the genius that put us on the moon -- it is shocking that humans haven't figured out how to be nice to each other. So, so flawed.
Speaking of flawed, I've discovered what you get when you're a bad friend: No friends. I try, and I mean well, but honestly I just hate talking on the phone, and I get so much tedious email and PMs that responding is a chore. And I'm tired. Poor excuse really, but there it is. I still love you, even if I don't talk often.
Over and out.
Yay new burlesque show! Now I just have to rechoreograph the whole damn number. COME SEE MY SHOW, but the venue is extremely small, only about 100 people. So please buy tickets in advance because it sells out every time! And yes, there is booze!
I started a new job, which is full-time rather than the part-time job I wanted. I am deathly tired.
Best. Montage. Ever.
The story continues .... oh shit!
I started a new job, which is full-time rather than the part-time job I wanted. I am deathly tired.
Best. Montage. Ever.
The story continues .... oh shit!
Oh noez!
I am considering becoming a recluse, or a Buddhist monk, or ascetic. Ideally I would become a kind of J.D. Salinger, shutting myself away from all the idiots, crazies, and assholes of the world to create hauntingly sincere works of art for the enjoyment of no one but those who I know would understand them. Well, that's probably what Salinger did; I wouldn't know, would I, since he kept to himself. And good for him.
Human flaws and frailties are fascinating and moving when you encounter them in a book or a play or a movie. The metaphors and allegories insulate you from the raw pain, the paralyzing and logic-deadening emotion of dealing with real people. You can turn off a movie and throw a book across the room, but you can't make someone understand on anything but a superficial level, no matter how patiently you explain. You can't avoid hurt, you matter how carefully you choose your companions. You can't erase your own flaws, no matter how bad you want it.
Art hands you the bulletproof vest so you can reflect upon yourself and your weaknesses with little damage to yourself and none to others. I could spend the rest of my life in Zen-like literary contemplation, puttering away at improving myself while doing the least harm to others.
If I'm strong enough, and disciplined enough, I will start working a lot harder on creating the best work that I possibly can, completely ignoring the distracting infantile babbling of the world at large, disregarding everything and everyone but objective brutality from a dozen intelligent, informed and reliable people. A better version of J.D. Salinger. Considering the way today has gone, I think today might be the day to start.
I won't get far as an artist without cultivating contacts and networking and all that ghastly fake ladder-climbing, but I suppose if I can produce a few works that I can die being proud of, the general consensus of the mouthbreathers is immaterial.
Practical section of blog:
California residents, PLEASE, make sure you go to the polls in November! The California Supreme Court has recently and justly found that people cannot be denied the basic right of marriage because of their sexual orientation. It's truly a proud day for our court system and our constitution.
However, there will most likely be a state constitutional amendment on the ballot that will override the court's decision to once again strip gays of their rights.
-"But marriage has always been between a man and a woman! Gays shouldn't push their agenda on other people!" An SG member (tell me if it's okay to publicly credit you!) had a very good analogy: Less than 100 years ago women didn't have the right to vote in this country. They were told they were attacking centuries of tradition and accused of pushing their agenda onto men. And yet today, even most Christian conservatives would not support taking away the right to vote from women - because it's a right. Marriage is a personal matter, so what does it matter to you who I marry?
-"But you have civil unions, why do you have to have marriage?" Because a civil union is not marriage, and this "separate-but-not-quite-equal" institution violates the equal protection clause of the Constitution. Because separate is not the same as equal. The California Supreme Court justices used the same logic and legal basis to reject bans on gay marriage as they did decades ago to reject bans on interracial marriage. Why should a person be denied the right to marry just because the love of their life is a different race? Because that person is being unfairly denied a basic right based on who they love. The same logic applies to same-sex love. Without marriage, gay partnerships will not have the same rights and protections given to heterosexual partnerships, and it is neither fair nor constitutional.
-"But in 2000 61% of Californians voted to keep marriage between a man and a woman. How can the courts completely fly in the face of the will of the voters?" Because the will of the voters is not constitutional! This is exactly why the U.S. has separation of powers, with the court system having the final authority to decide whether a law is constitutional or not. Because the majority is not always right. A majority of people once supported pogroms and racial cleansing. A majority of Americans once supported slavery, and then segregation. It is the court's job to prevent democracy by mob rule. The federal Constitution cannot be amended except by vote by at least three-quarters of the states, and while it is surprising and unnerving that it takes no more than a majority vote to amend California's state constitution, it is a fact that anyone who believes in dignity and human rights must go to the polls to deal with.
I am considering becoming a recluse, or a Buddhist monk, or ascetic. Ideally I would become a kind of J.D. Salinger, shutting myself away from all the idiots, crazies, and assholes of the world to create hauntingly sincere works of art for the enjoyment of no one but those who I know would understand them. Well, that's probably what Salinger did; I wouldn't know, would I, since he kept to himself. And good for him.
Human flaws and frailties are fascinating and moving when you encounter them in a book or a play or a movie. The metaphors and allegories insulate you from the raw pain, the paralyzing and logic-deadening emotion of dealing with real people. You can turn off a movie and throw a book across the room, but you can't make someone understand on anything but a superficial level, no matter how patiently you explain. You can't avoid hurt, you matter how carefully you choose your companions. You can't erase your own flaws, no matter how bad you want it.
Art hands you the bulletproof vest so you can reflect upon yourself and your weaknesses with little damage to yourself and none to others. I could spend the rest of my life in Zen-like literary contemplation, puttering away at improving myself while doing the least harm to others.
If I'm strong enough, and disciplined enough, I will start working a lot harder on creating the best work that I possibly can, completely ignoring the distracting infantile babbling of the world at large, disregarding everything and everyone but objective brutality from a dozen intelligent, informed and reliable people. A better version of J.D. Salinger. Considering the way today has gone, I think today might be the day to start.
I won't get far as an artist without cultivating contacts and networking and all that ghastly fake ladder-climbing, but I suppose if I can produce a few works that I can die being proud of, the general consensus of the mouthbreathers is immaterial.
Practical section of blog:
California residents, PLEASE, make sure you go to the polls in November! The California Supreme Court has recently and justly found that people cannot be denied the basic right of marriage because of their sexual orientation. It's truly a proud day for our court system and our constitution.
However, there will most likely be a state constitutional amendment on the ballot that will override the court's decision to once again strip gays of their rights.
-"But marriage has always been between a man and a woman! Gays shouldn't push their agenda on other people!" An SG member (tell me if it's okay to publicly credit you!) had a very good analogy: Less than 100 years ago women didn't have the right to vote in this country. They were told they were attacking centuries of tradition and accused of pushing their agenda onto men. And yet today, even most Christian conservatives would not support taking away the right to vote from women - because it's a right. Marriage is a personal matter, so what does it matter to you who I marry?
-"But you have civil unions, why do you have to have marriage?" Because a civil union is not marriage, and this "separate-but-not-quite-equal" institution violates the equal protection clause of the Constitution. Because separate is not the same as equal. The California Supreme Court justices used the same logic and legal basis to reject bans on gay marriage as they did decades ago to reject bans on interracial marriage. Why should a person be denied the right to marry just because the love of their life is a different race? Because that person is being unfairly denied a basic right based on who they love. The same logic applies to same-sex love. Without marriage, gay partnerships will not have the same rights and protections given to heterosexual partnerships, and it is neither fair nor constitutional.
-"But in 2000 61% of Californians voted to keep marriage between a man and a woman. How can the courts completely fly in the face of the will of the voters?" Because the will of the voters is not constitutional! This is exactly why the U.S. has separation of powers, with the court system having the final authority to decide whether a law is constitutional or not. Because the majority is not always right. A majority of people once supported pogroms and racial cleansing. A majority of Americans once supported slavery, and then segregation. It is the court's job to prevent democracy by mob rule. The federal Constitution cannot be amended except by vote by at least three-quarters of the states, and while it is surprising and unnerving that it takes no more than a majority vote to amend California's state constitution, it is a fact that anyone who believes in dignity and human rights must go to the polls to deal with.
FUCK YEAH! You need to check out Cassie's set. Then you need to check out her blog. You especially need to check out her blog tomorrow, and the day after that, and the day after that too. 
I know I've been much less active lately, and I apologize. I have so much that I'm trying to accomplish right now. I do promise that I will get back to you guys, though it takes me a while.
Want to have definitive, visual proof that I am a tacky, tacky, crazy nerd? Here ya go. You can thank scarekrow for indulging my retarded ideas.
I have just started a group for bisexual women. All bisexual women, bi-curious, questioning, or other women please join! I want it to be a safe and supportive space, free of drama, so don't be shy.
Bisexual Women of SG
I know I've been much less active lately, and I apologize. I have so much that I'm trying to accomplish right now. I do promise that I will get back to you guys, though it takes me a while.
Want to have definitive, visual proof that I am a tacky, tacky, crazy nerd? Here ya go. You can thank scarekrow for indulging my retarded ideas.
I have just started a group for bisexual women. All bisexual women, bi-curious, questioning, or other women please join! I want it to be a safe and supportive space, free of drama, so don't be shy.
Bisexual Women of SG
What the living blue hell happened here? I come back after a wonderful break and everything is monkeyfucked.
(No, I'm not whining OMG SINKING SHIP WTF BBQ 4 DOLLARZ!1!!one! It's just overwhelming. Usually when staff redesigns the site they tinker with it for a while, so I hope when they're done jiggering the changes are more to my liking.)
I had a nice break away from SG. I'm overflowing with creative ideas, I watched tons of movies,
wrote a bunch of reviews of horror movies, nursed a bad injury, limped my way through circus lessons, finished two books, caught up on animal maintenance, saw a play, practiced an audition piece, got a new job ... It's amazing how productive I am when I'm not spending so much time on the damn internet.
I guess I just have to not be a lurking wanker, and be more efficient in my perusal of boobs and boards. Even though the most epic of Hope-Cthulhus is still causing drama, and SGs are still causing drama, and members are still causing drama, I come back to find an amazing article about an even more amazing woman, comments from some of my favorite SGs and members, a movie possibility, and an SG-related project that doesn't seem to have been announced anywhere so I can't talk about it, but is a nerd's dream come true.
A HUGE, HUGE THANK YOU to Alfaduetto, who bought me the Bible of reptile medicine. I know it's neither your fault nor Amazon's fault, but the next time you encounter UPS I respectfully request that you set them on fire. It was easier to get a Russian visa than it was to get my fucking package.
I've changed my mind; I don't like the Chicago smoking ban after all. Rather than walking into a bar that stinks of cigarettes, bars now smell like a trixie's bathroom: too much cheap Bath and Body Works perfume, and farts. I'll take the smell of cancer over B.O. and bad cologne any day.
In between episodes of my horror review videos with Coralee, I've taken to reviewing horror movies. Last night I watched Teeth, which features a refreshingly original concept in horror films. While it was funny, it painted the blackest picture of male-female relations I've encountered since Victorian writings. While I hate to label myself a "feminist" because of the connotations the word has, as a female-positive thinker I don't really know how to feel about the film's message. Here are my thoughts, and I'd be curious to hear the opinions of anyone out there who has seen the film.
On that note, this wins for funny of the week.
(No, I'm not whining OMG SINKING SHIP WTF BBQ 4 DOLLARZ!1!!one! It's just overwhelming. Usually when staff redesigns the site they tinker with it for a while, so I hope when they're done jiggering the changes are more to my liking.)
I had a nice break away from SG. I'm overflowing with creative ideas, I watched tons of movies,
wrote a bunch of reviews of horror movies, nursed a bad injury, limped my way through circus lessons, finished two books, caught up on animal maintenance, saw a play, practiced an audition piece, got a new job ... It's amazing how productive I am when I'm not spending so much time on the damn internet.
I guess I just have to not be a lurking wanker, and be more efficient in my perusal of boobs and boards. Even though the most epic of Hope-Cthulhus is still causing drama, and SGs are still causing drama, and members are still causing drama, I come back to find an amazing article about an even more amazing woman, comments from some of my favorite SGs and members, a movie possibility, and an SG-related project that doesn't seem to have been announced anywhere so I can't talk about it, but is a nerd's dream come true.
A HUGE, HUGE THANK YOU to Alfaduetto, who bought me the Bible of reptile medicine. I know it's neither your fault nor Amazon's fault, but the next time you encounter UPS I respectfully request that you set them on fire. It was easier to get a Russian visa than it was to get my fucking package.
I've changed my mind; I don't like the Chicago smoking ban after all. Rather than walking into a bar that stinks of cigarettes, bars now smell like a trixie's bathroom: too much cheap Bath and Body Works perfume, and farts. I'll take the smell of cancer over B.O. and bad cologne any day.
In between episodes of my horror review videos with Coralee, I've taken to reviewing horror movies. Last night I watched Teeth, which features a refreshingly original concept in horror films. While it was funny, it painted the blackest picture of male-female relations I've encountered since Victorian writings. While I hate to label myself a "feminist" because of the connotations the word has, as a female-positive thinker I don't really know how to feel about the film's message. Here are my thoughts, and I'd be curious to hear the opinions of anyone out there who has seen the film.
On that note, this wins for funny of the week.
I am profiled in an article about Suicide Girls who dance burlesque!
YAAAY NEW SET! Coralee and tmronin are amazing people.
The set was supposed to be called Hard Rock Chicago, but oh well. SG Chicago knows the set is dedicated to them. I love you guys. Thank you not only to SGC, but to everyone who liked the set. Thank you for your nice comments on the set -- we do read them and they make me a happy girl.
Coralee and I are also very, very silly. Here is the third installment of our horror movie reviews, if you like the video please comment on it!
More super news today! I got my NEW TOY! It will be suspended in the air. I will dance on it. It will be awesome.
That's me in my new shirt, the one that proves I'm a porn star:
Over the weekend I went to the 10th annual Lebowski Fest what-have-you with trocc and notoriousDUG. And the Dude.
So 28 hours of misery later -- 28 hours I should have spent on my sickbed -- we think that a repo man towed the wrong car, and when he discovered his mistake, he left it unlocked yet undamaged in front of a fire hydrant 7 blocks away for the cops to find. My man is livid, but frankly, I'm pleased the car still had a transmission. According to a repo man that my man knows, it happens all the time. Shit, I'm just glad it was repo that grabbed my car and not the city.
I'm excited to have lunch with Dorsal Friday, it's been too long since I've seen that pretty lady.
Thank you again for your kindness about our set. Though I have to say, reading through the comments reminded me of a conversation I once had with my college boyfriend. I was saying that I couldn't understand why men liked watching lesbian porn so much. The girls are into each other, they're not into guys.
The ex replied: "You're thinking too much into it. This is how men think: One woman good, two women better."
Me: "Yes, but they're not gonna invite --"
Him: "One woman good, two women better."
Sorry, no Coralee-Salome sandwich for anyone. Except maybe Ginary, because she asked nicely.
Once more for good measure:
YAAAY NEW SET! Coralee and tmronin are amazing people.
The set was supposed to be called Hard Rock Chicago, but oh well. SG Chicago knows the set is dedicated to them.
I love you guys. Thank you not only to SGC, but to everyone who liked the set. Thank you for your nice comments on the set -- we do read them and they make me a happy girl.Coralee and I are also very, very silly. Here is the third installment of our horror movie reviews, if you like the video please comment on it!
More super news today! I got my NEW TOY! It will be suspended in the air. I will dance on it. It will be awesome.
That's me in my new shirt, the one that proves I'm a porn star:
Over the weekend I went to the 10th annual Lebowski Fest what-have-you with trocc and notoriousDUG. And the Dude.
So 28 hours of misery later -- 28 hours I should have spent on my sickbed -- we think that a repo man towed the wrong car, and when he discovered his mistake, he left it unlocked yet undamaged in front of a fire hydrant 7 blocks away for the cops to find. My man is livid, but frankly, I'm pleased the car still had a transmission. According to a repo man that my man knows, it happens all the time. Shit, I'm just glad it was repo that grabbed my car and not the city.
I'm excited to have lunch with Dorsal Friday, it's been too long since I've seen that pretty lady.
Thank you again for your kindness about our set.
Though I have to say, reading through the comments reminded me of a conversation I once had with my college boyfriend. I was saying that I couldn't understand why men liked watching lesbian porn so much. The girls are into each other, they're not into guys. The ex replied: "You're thinking too much into it. This is how men think: One woman good, two women better."
Me: "Yes, but they're not gonna invite --"
Him: "One woman good, two women better."
Sorry, no Coralee-Salome sandwich for anyone. Except maybe Ginary, because she asked nicely.
Once more for good measure:
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