we realized we had managed to not celebrate in gaytown the last couple of years, so the stage was set for the pre-party.
it started sprinkling on our way to the angelika. i believe this was the night we saw savage grace. oh my. was not expecting it to turn out like it did. and judging from the intermittent exoduses of fellow movie-goers, i don't think i was the only one. during the most unsettling scene, i distracted myself by watching an older woman in front of me distracting herself and asking "is it over? is it over?"
we needed to unwind after that, so we found our parking spot in gaytown and eased in at JR's. we made a side trip to throckmorton gold mining company. the last time i was there, there were a lot of topless cowboys dancing under a disco ball. but i guess since sue ellen's closed (the only lesbian bar), the crowd had moved on down. lots o' ladies. we retired back to jr's to recover with deep conversation on the outdoor balcony before graduating to Station 4, where we could forget about deep conversations. we nested safely on the upper level, far from the drag performances and peered over the railing for a bit. i felt like i was in a bubble. we were there, but it was almost like we were watching it on a screen. we didn't bust many moves on the dance floor. just enough to get us across to one of the bars.
inside JR's and outside the S4.
watching from a safe distance.
the tree at JR's. you could pet it.
darren at JR's. at this point, you could pet him.
darren arrived monday evening to open his gifts, which were responsibly wrapped in new cloth bulk bin bags. i was mightily pleased to have gotten him three cds he did not own, did not know about, and even ended up liking (and yes, he will tell me if he didn't like it): catherine avenue by biirdie, nighttiming by coconut records, and the sunlandic twins by of montreal. he and dave have both received identical gag gifts over the past two years and i figured what on earth could i follow up a vagina coloring book and a politically-charged penis coloring book with? fortunately, one of my fellow livejournalers had provided the answer. (who on my list is jewishish?)
they are a set of the 10 plagues finger puppets and are utterly divine. a locust? a louse? a dead first born? brilliant. i quickly found them on oytoys.com, yet managed to order the four questions finger puppets. i don't know how i pulled this off considering i didn't even know there were four questions. oliver nearly came to blows with darren over the 10 plagues.
we'd had more than our fair share of bar hopping that night, so we settled in for something a little more quiet the following monday. we made it simple: the meridian room. we could eat and drink and never have to leave our seats for a change of venue. it was relatively empty that night, for once. since i was ramping up for a week of swimsuit wearing, i had the coleslaw with giant bowl of sweet potato fries. excellent choice. wouldn't want any gaps in the bikini bottoms. i pretended it was my birthday and had a delirium tremens for the first time in ages. i had the hefeweizen of the night to make me forget about the slaw and fries.