OMG!™ 03 AUG 03
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I was just thinking about myself! No . . . really, I was. Times are tough right now . . . I have issues. So, I was thinking about something to do for ME, because I have feelings and I have needs and I have opinions and I have you to read my crap!
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New York's weather is hot and humid and damp whenever it's not hot and humid and downright WET! Today's forecast:
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Showers this morning then scattered thunderstorms developing during the afternoon hours. High 86F. Winds S at 10 to 20 mph. Chance of rain 40%. Tonight: Thunderstorms likely. Low 72F. Winds S at 10 to 15 mph. Chance of rain 60%.
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Yum! 86F and rain!
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Last Saturday, I travelled bright and early to the home of leeza and joined her, mossgarden and breakingglass for a lovely breakfast at Pete's. Pete's is an old pharmacy with soda fountain that was converted to a diner but retained all the original architectural features, including the soda fountain priceboard advertising hot fudge sundaes for a dime. After breakfast, mossy and I wandered around Gramercy and Flatiron. I explained the street and avenue patterns and how the famous squares are formed. Then we shopped the Virgin Megastore sale. I got Michael Jackson, Beach Boys, Earliment, and a couple others. Then I convinced mossgarden to buy a Supremes retrospective CD. Do you think I can single-handedly turn him into a homosexual? At noontime, I returned home and awaited the arrival of tess. She came to town to see Roxy Music, so I got to play with her quite a bit. Mrs. Mac and I then went to see Hairspray with THE Mercers, for whom Mercer Street is named. Hairspray is the best musical I have ever seen EVAH! It is wonderful. From first song to last, there is never a dull moment. Harvey Fierstein does Edna Turnblatt as a total tribute to Divine. If you see no other show on Broadway, see Hairspray. After the show, we meandered over to Ruby Foo's for a meal of dumplings, tuna, pancakes, pad thai, kung pow, and some duck thingy. After dinner, we made our way to the bar and found tourist, enemyofsilence, freecloud and piccadilly getting drunk. Everyone made their way to Chez Mac and another hour of fun was had by all.
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Sunday I arose and made French, er . . . freedom toast for everyone and we lounged about until tess left for Long Island and piccadilly arrived to take me on our date. We took the #2 to Atlantic Avenue and switched to the W for Coney Island, had hot dogs at Nathans then took seats at Keyspan Park to watch the Cyclones lose to the Williamsport Crosscutters. The Cyclones almost never lose, but have managed to do so both times piccadilly has attended. We left the ballpark and walked the boardwalk to the Coney Island Freak Show and took our seats to watch fire eating and sword swallowing and bug eating and snake charming and an escape artist and a contortionist and a man on a bed of nails and have some drinks at the Freak Show Bar (hey: $4.00 Guinness!). Then we got in line to ride the Cyclone. We rode it twice in a row! What a great time. Then we closed the Freak Show Bar and took the subway back home.
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Monday I worked too much and had a biopsy at the proctologist. Then I sold that bridge between New York and Brooklyn.
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Tuesday I went with kelmar, kingtommy and rexer to the Ronit Zilkha boutique in midtown. While looking at Moroccan jubbllies, sailor came out of the dressing room with his skirts all hiked up, Coco following behind straightening his hair. He looked fantastic in a jubblly but was aghast to see the four of us standing there! "You lot!?!?!?" He screeched! "What are you doing here?!?!?!?!?" We all looked at the floor and mumbled apologies. Rexer broke into tears (he has issues, too). Kingtommy and I started looking at ladies shoes, and kelmar calmed sailor down with her soothing, nurturing tones. She and Coco escorted him back to the dressing room and the three never erappeared. When we went in back to check for them we were told the three had left by another exit. Rexer was so upset he changed his flight to that afternoon and paid nine thousand dollars to fly back home.
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This left me in the lurch for Wednesday, because rexer was my date to the Manchester United practice at Rutgers University. Sadly, I got in the Zipcar alone and made my way to New Brunswick, New Jersey. In 28 years of travelling, this was the first time I have ever driven to a destination in New Jersey. Really! Every other time I have drive to New Jersey, it has been to reach another destination not in New Jersey! After getting lost only once, I took a seat on a comfy metal bench and watched Ruud vanNistleroy, Juan Sebastian Veron and Rio Ferdinand in a homosexual orgy you could never caputer on film. It was quite a site. They are a lovely lot of boys that ManUre side! Wednesday evening I took Mrs. Mac uptown to a screening at MGM. First we enjoyed a little sushi feast and arrived at the screening perfectly sated. We watched The Forgotten, a new indie film about a tank squad lost above the 38th Parallell during the Korean War in 1950. When it comes to your neighborhood, you should see it!
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Thursday I left the office at 5:30 and made my way to Port Authority and after a ninety-minute wait, boarded a bus to sit in rush-huor traffic for the 45-minute bus ride to Giants Stadium where I joined the lovely cavebat and 79,003 other footy fanatics for a friendly match between Manchester United and Juventus. It was a splendid match, and the former MetroStars goalkeeper, Tim Howard, shone as a bright star for the Red Devils. (ManUre use the Red Devils monicker because it is part of their agreement with the devil.) The match was very exciting and I hate that ManUre is such an excellent squad. The evening was capped with a two-hour queue to board a bus back to New York. In the rain. Yum!
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Friday was to be an evening seeing the Brooklyn Cyclones host the Staten Island Yankees at Coney Island; but the continued rain forced a plan change and I spent the night playing Age Of Mythology online with other loser geeks like myself.
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Last night, I took Mrs. Mac to Jezebel for dinner then to see Avenue Q at the Golden Theatre. Jezebel offers Southern US cuisine in an upscale setting; the Golden has got to be the most uncomfortable theatre on Broadway.
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Which brings us to this morning! I have finished the laundry (five loads), made the coffee, sorted the filing, cleaned the bathrooms, paid the bills, made purchases online, flooded the bigsoccer message baords, read the Jonathon Ross transcript, had sex with the Puerto Rican maintenance man, and written this.
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I was hoping to mark a birthday today, and I have decided to celebrate the birthdays of:
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theatrevision, a Cleveland BowieNetter boarn in 1952
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mjr, a Hampshire BowieNetter born in 1972
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boetz, an Amsterdam BowieNetter born in 1971
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uibythesea, a BowieNetter born in 1978
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kyleb, a BowieNetter born in 1971
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kingtommy, a New York BowieNetter borin in 1981
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There are some famous people with birthdays today, but I don't know who they are or how to get naked pictures of them. Do you know who they are? Can you get naked pictures of them?
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Today's word is:
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the (definite article)
Pronounciation: before consonants usually [th], before vowels usually [th]E, esp Southern before vowels also [th]; for emphasis before titles and names or to suggest uniqueness often '[th]E
Middle English, from Old English thE, masc. demonstrative pronoun & definite article, alteration (influenced by oblique cases -- as thæs, genitive -- & neuter, thæt) of sE; akin to Greek ho, masculine demonstrative pronoun & definite article
: used as a function word to indicate that a following noun or noun equivalent is definite or has been previously specified by context or by circumstance (put the cat out)
: used as a function word to indicate that a following noun or noun equivalent is a unique or a particular member of its class (the President) (the Lord)
: used as a function word before nouns that designate natural phenomena or points of the compass (the night is cold)
: used as a function word before a noun denoting time to indicate reference to what is present or immediate or is under consideration (in the future)
: used as a function word before names of some parts of the body or of the clothing as an equivalent of a possessive adjective (how's the arm today)
: used as a function word before the name of a branch of human endeavor or proficiency (the law)
: used as a function word in prepositional phrases to indicate that the noun in the phrase serves as a basis for computation (sold by the dozen)
: used as a function word before a proper name (as of a ship or a well-known building) (the Mayflower)
: used as a function word before the plural form of a numeral that is a multiple of ten to denote a particular decade of a century or of a person's life (life in the twenties)
: used as a function word before the name of a commodity or any familiar appurtenance of daily life to indicate reference to the individual thing, part, or supply thought of as at hand (talked on the telephone)
: used as a function word to designate one of a class as the best, most typical, best known, or most worth singling out (this is the life) (the Pill) -- sometimes used before a personal name to denote the most prominent bearer of that name
: used as a function word with a noun modified by an adjective or by an attributive noun to limit the application of the modified noun to that specified by the adjective or by the attributive noun (the right answer) (Peter the Great)
: used as a function word before an absolute adjective or an ordinal number (nothing but the best) (due on the first)
: used as a function word before a noun to limit its application to that specified by a succeeding element in the sentence (the poet Wordsworth) (the days of our youth) (didn't have the time to write)
: used as a function word after a person's name to indicate a characteristic trait or notorious activity specified by the succeeding noun (Jack the Rippe)
: used as a function word before a singular noun to indicate that the noun is to be understood generically (the dog is a domestic animal)
: used as a function word before a singular substantivized adjective to indicate an abstract idea (an essay on the sublime)
: used as a function word before a noun or a substantivized adjective to indicate reference to a group as a whole (the elite)
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Dick Mac says: "With Blammo on holiday, I thought I would make a big OMG!™ to make him jealous! Wait, that doesn't include today's word!"
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I miss you all. When I joined BowieNet (before it existed), there were no dullards, or niosy wheels, or chills to give you the shivers, or vague rants, or Europeans pretending they were Americans praying, or Americans pretending they were Europeans being fabulous. There were no specific minor gods, or wrong-wingers posed as liberals. There was only fun. There was only a community of open-minded fun people all brought together because they loved David Bowie. But, that was before BowieNet existed, when I was a member and everything was better.
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One thing that does make BowieNet a great place is that there are always new BowieNetters! So, everyone say "Hi!" to:
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Crooner911
josephlahorra
mdraca
aidygreen
DJ69
carlislekeith
aidan
zowiebowie
orissia2
Madden
noelrturner
damonne
MaryS
poseidon
znicky
vampier
ladyivy
GEORGIASG
Riskitall
newcareer
janik
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adowdell
ravenval
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Click this link to read the most important post ever made on BowieNet!
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Let's aggressively marginalize the beligerent wrong-wingers. They are dull! And if you are a conservative: you are dull.
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You're such a wonderful person!
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