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we were in a really big house and some of my extended family was there…The Fabulous Mr. O (TFMO) was wearing light khaki pants, and white shirt and a light colored jacket (hummana hummana hummana). for whatever reason, Keith was running the show, we were all very concerned with when he was leaving, when he’d be back and what it all meant. i remember the sense that his job was in danger because some flashy young buck with earphones showed up and everyone went into hyper-protective mode about Keith.

there wasn’t a lot of talking.

i remember being around a table, and Keith wasn’t sitting down, he was standing behind my aunt iowa. and he gave me a look that makes me gooey inside still. the kind of look that says, even though you’ll never be mine, you’ll always be mine. and i held his stare for as long as i could, but the devil with the earphones was distracting me.

then i remember sitting on TFMO’s lap at one point and he was talking very softly, yet very sternly to me. telling me that if i wanted to be something else that i could. that america would love me for who i am, i just needed to be myself. then he pulled out video camera and started filming me talking. then he stopped and told me to do it for real, and i did.

TFMO has yet to make the DML, and i think that as soon as i stop watching five hours of MSNBC coverage in a row, right before bed, i’ll stop having dreams about him. but i don’t want that to happen. he’s like a sexy father-figure, always pushing me beyond what i think i can do. and i so need that right now.

after boo’s back to school picnic, i’m feeling very dowdy and invisible. i’m positive that i am meant to do more than this, but i’m not sure what that is yet. thankfully, i just saw a bit on TCM about Jimmy Stewart. there is a scene in “Harvey” that they showed that was like a slap in the face to me:

“Years ago my mother used to say to me, she’d say, “In this world, Elwood, you must be” - she always called me Elwood - “In this world, Elwood, you must be oh so smart or oh so pleasant.” Well, for years I was smart. I recommend pleasant. You may quote me.”

i shall work on being more pleasant, you may quote me.

i hope, after viewing The Dark Knight, JCSG and i can finally put to bed the Batman v Superman issue.

CLEARLY Batman wins. and here’s why bruce wayne is better than clark kent AND the joker as a nemesis is far more sinister than lex luthor.

also, RIP Heath. but please no more talk about a posthumous Oscar. he should have won for Brokeback Mountain and we all know it. the academy back peddling now after his death seems cheap.

Kung Fu Panda was a huge success. boo was thrilled when i picked her up from school and told her we were going to a movie. her jaw literally dropped, then she looked at me, looked at her teacher, looked at me again, “A Moooovie?” then she did a jumpy dance.

i told her we were going to see a movie about a panda bear and she said there is a panda movie at the movie studio. we bought our tickets and she looked at it and held it like she was charlie bucket. then she got popcorn and sat like a princess while she ate and giggled.

then when the going got really good in the movie, she found something so funny she actually shrieked and laughed out loud. the theatre wasn’t very crowded and lucky everyone there took it to heart that a little girl was thinking that this was The Best Movie EVER!

she scurried on my lap and laughed and giggled some more and by the final scene we both had the belly laughs. and i got the feeling that the people around were laughing and shaking their heads because she and i were having such a good time.

i love it when laughing at someone and laughing with someone are the same thing.

where on earth has robert downey, jr. been?
rehab? yes.
jail? yes.
making the best summer movie EVER? yes!

in a rare turn of events hubbin and i snagged a babysitter and hit a 9PM movie. buns was asleep and boo and the sitter are pals, so bedtime for her was no big deal.

we went to see Iron Man, and let me tell ya, it was great! maybe i’ve been deprived these last few months, all but shut in with a bebe at my breast, freak snow storms, and utter lack of motivation. but honestly, Iron Man was a blast!

robert downey jr., i think, is the quintessential gen-x actor (along with james spader…meow!) and he’s been through some shit. so how fabulous was it see him aged and snarky as ever playing a comic book character. pretty damn fabulous!

as much as i’d love to bore you all with my breakdown of this movie, i’ll restrain myself. but allow me two little things…

One - Jon Favreau is a great director
Two - the special effects in Iron Man don’t detract from the storytelling as is often the case with comic-book movies. it’s not ALL about the effects. there IS a story there and good one.

i can’t wait for the action figures to come out. remind me to tell you about mulder and scully one of these days, they kept the aliens off my desk for years, back when i was working.

like many, i haven’t been too affected by the writer’s strike. i’m behind the WGA 100%, and with Rock of Love 2 and Lost bubbling up, i’m not at a loss for things to watch. i DO have an enormously cute 2 1/2 year old running around most of the time and she’s my favorite show - no commercials, no reruns.

and it wasn’t until today that the writer’s strike actually scared me a little bit. right now, in california, the entertainment industry is getting ready to announce this year’s Oscar Nominations. this really isn’t a bit deal, but it does mark the countdown for the actual ceremony due in late February. too bad the the announcement ceremony will most likely be prettier than the actual awards ceremony.

now, being that i’m actually a big gay guy, i look forward to the Oscars in a way that rivals Super Bowl Sunday. there are betting pools, and strategy involved. you have to stake out your territory on the couch and screen calls, and instead of beer and doritos, oscar night snacks need to prepped - wine chilled, etc. al micheals and john madden can kiss my bug gay guy dick - gimme joan and meliisa rivers and seacrest and the blonde one from queer eye any day. i’d rather see a long line of limos than tailgaters, give me russell crowe stopped at the metal detector for his brass knuckles. that’s better than some arbitrary shot of some football dick eating nachos.

the coverage starts early, and it lasts all day, the ceremony is long and at times painful, and the post-Oscar coverage is just the cherry on top. the fashion do’s-and-don’t’s, the best and worst dressed, it goes on for a week. i love it, i just fucking love it!

and this year, it might not happen.

the writers strike might put the 86 on the ceremony. actors who wait their entire careers, their entire lives, might be robbed of their one night, their one moment. that just doesn’t seem right. writers don’t want to write for the show, but even Oscar guru bruce vallanche will watch it from the picket line. actors don’t want to cross the picket line, and thus we might be left with another creepfest like the golden globes.

i’m sorry, but i don’t want to watch the oscar’s on CNN. but without the pageant, who will show the show? at what point MUST the show go on? granted the golden globes don’t carry as much weight as the Oscar - the Oscar actually weighs 8.5 lbs. but what would be the harm in waiting until the strike is resolved? would it be so bad if we all had more than a month to see the contenders? why not wait until june? not that actors need more to inflate their ego, but i know deep down you want to see hal holbrook get up there and accept the oscar, just as much as i do.

here’s the thing about Vince Vaughn - i really wish he hadn’t done the remake of Psycho. everything else i’ve been ok with, but that just sticks in my craw. like if i were making out with him, i’d be thinking - this is the guy from that shitty remake of Psycho. and then i’d lie and tell him i had to use the bathroom, and then i’d sneak out and go home.

quick question - what if robert downey jr. played capitan jack sparrow instead of johnny depp? seriously, i think the results would have been close to the same. i just read that downey is going to be in a comic-book movie, and to me, that’s pretty close to acting in a movie based on a disney ride. don’t get me wrong, i love both these boys to death. try this: swap out depp for downey in pirates of the carribean, you’ll have a fun time thinking about it, i promise.