If it's not Raven, it's crap...

I quite nearly forgot about this holiday that I invented. Thanks to Schmiddy and his robot-like remindability capabilities -- oh man...now I need to bake cookies, but I haven't...so fuck it. So watch this thing that was recommended recently by my favorite mulatto, Jay Smooth . (*love you Jay Smoooooth *)

This isn't really a Frosty -related post, as usual, there's kind of a point that I'm getting to...just taking the scenic route. First, I'd like to explain a bit about the picture above. Frosty lives in a house with 13 roommates. When someone moves out, they all get together and dress up with different themes and make a photo album for the person. The theme for this particular picture being a 1920s family photo where everyone is sitting around with stern looks on their faces (you can see the full picture if you click to expand after the post). In general, I love this photo because it's adorable. The idea is fantastic and I'm such a sucker for a good idea pulled off superbly. In particular, I love this photo because Frosty is wearing a suit. I just get a kick out of it. I wouldn't call it a limitation, but I know that in real life -- there's no place or circumstance in which I would see Frosty in a suit. I suppose, if I were someone who got off on dress

In my years of blogging (and I guess you could actually call it years by now), I haven't been one to get up on a soapbox. Most of the people who visit my blog are people that I know; however, via the magic of Google Analytics, I do know that there are people who randomly drop in from time to time from all parts of the globe. So, I want to post this for anyone who might stop by. In the U.S. the recent publicized suicides of LBGT youth (children, really) has weighed heavily on my heart. The "It Gets Better Project" started by Dan Savage and his husband and the videos that have been posted from all around the world have really touched me. I was so upset to see that another gay youth from Oklahoma had taken his life recently. I had heard about this news on October 11th, which is National Coming Out Day -- which was particularly difficult. Thinking about these tragedies, the worst part is knowing that they aren't the first. However, for some reason, right now (maybe it

Another weekend, another show in the bag. Here's the part where I give you some behind the scenes info. This time, what happened during the show is probably less interesting than what happened after the show. Zilv had a somewhat minor procedure and was out of commission. She made her mix beforehand and gave me some general notes about the breaks in between songs. I tried to fill those in as best I could -- make of that what you will. I will say that doing the show live and by myself is much more boring than having someone to joke around with while songs are playing. As for my part of the show...nothing of note comes to mind. I had a little phlegm issue at one point, but it doesn't even seem like it's worth mentioning anymore. The last two weekends have been full of adventure. You see, last weekend I went to Dresden with T.Maz (my Facebook Wifey) and on the way back to Hamburg with our Schönes Wochenende (Nice Weekend) Ticket, we both fell asleep in the train. We had mi