Do I Disappoint You? - Rufus Wainwright
This is from Rufus Wainwright's latest cd, the video is an amateur interpretation... I just felt speechless when I saw it.
This is from Rufus Wainwright's latest cd, the video is an amateur interpretation... I just felt speechless when I saw it.
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Well, I couldn't help myself and took a "friend" to see Fantastic 4: Rise of The Silver Surfer last night. I can't say it was awesome, although the 1 minute shirtless scene of Chris Evans coming out of the shower was worth the $10.50 all by itself. It was an improvement from the first installment, probably because we got all the genesis of the group out of the way. As I mentioned before that Spidey 3 was overwhelmed by subplots this flick was lacking a little in the writing department. One thing that did bother me was Jessica Alba's fake blue contact eyes, they really looked fake and together with the very bad blonde coloring I had to wish they did a Shear Genius with her.
Special effects were awesome peaking during the last fight between Doom and Torch. I would tell anyone who is a scifi freak like me to go and see it (and those lusting for Chris' hairy trimmed pecs). I will wait for the 3rd sequel as all of them have signed for three movies.
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I was just shown this song from a group I had not heard before... vey interesting
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Listening to some oldies and thinking ahead in the choreography of our Diva concert coming in July I started thinking of my favorite Madonna Vogue renditions. These are my favorite 3;
Of course number 1 is the MTV presentation
#2 is The Girlie Show Tour version
and finally The Re-Invention Tour
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Last Saturday a group of us from GMCSD went to see a play called Bunbury at the Diversionary Theatre, one of the best theatrical experiences I have had in a long time.
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I am as shallow as the next gay guy, don't be fooled by my good boy glasses and my laptop full a SPSS biostatistical output. This whole Paris Hilton fiasco is just way beyond my tolerance of superfluous input. After seeing that spoiled brat crying after the judge, rightfully so, told her to get her skinny ass back to jail to finish her 45 day sentence. I mean if Martha Stewart was able to spend all her sentence in jail and make the best of it why can't this woman/girl do it. I really am surprised how this issue just takes up 70% of all the medias attention when we have the president appointing an anti-gay physician/preacher to be the nation's Surgeon General, or how there are only 2 hotties in the top 20 finals of If You Think You Could Dance. I am not sure who I like most, Kameron or Pasha of course I am talking about dancing attributes.
Next week I am going to audition for 2 songs for the chorus, Constant Cravings from K.D. Lang and Bernadette Peters' Time Heals Everything. I am not sure which one of those two songs I emotionally engage more but I will be annoying my roommates for the next few days while a rehearse them in the shower.
I just learned that there is a biopic of Edith Piaf coming out June 15th and also the sequel to Nightwatch at the Ken... being the musical whore and scifi bitch that I am... time to come up with some dinner/movie dates in the next few days.
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I should not let time pass by without writing something on here, being the information junkie that I am. My memory cells get saturated with info and if I let time go buy hot men and showtunes replace other valuable non shallow data.
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The past week was a very eventful week, job wise I am a step away from a new UCSD appointment to do research in cardiology: Ultrasound assesment of endothelial-dependant flow-mediated vasodilation of the braquial artery in hypercholesterolemic patients and hyporesponders to ezetamibe. Sexy right!!!
Friday I got together with my dear friend Cecilia, compatriot and colleague who is getting married in a few weeks ( I know, straight people still do that) since her fiance was in Vegas in a "spiritual retreat" I took her to Top of the Park for her first fag hag outing. She has a blast with "All the Hot men are gay" nuh uh I told her we would give her half the people we know if she gave us Jake Gyllenhaal. We were supposed to go bowling for a chorus outing but the queen forgot to call beforehand and 5 minutes before the event some of us were warned that the whole place was reserved for a private party. booo
I ended up going to Bourbon Street with Frankie, I had not been there in 4 months, I actually danced my brains out and got pretty lucky. :)
To end the week in a nice and healthy way Norman, Matt and I went to Balboa to have a nice Sunday in the Park with Mito. We made constructive criticism of our acquaintances and we played Uno ( there is something about that game that brings the evil bitch in the holiest of us).
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