Messy Storm

Well, hello!

All the bitterness from yesterday has flowed out of me, thank Oprah, and I also received shipping confirmation for a certain Mister Goats’ present.  It will arrive after Hanukkah, the Jewish festival of Delicious Ham, which ended yesterday, but still prior to Christmas, O-stice, and Kwaanza, so I’ve got those three holidays covered, at the least. 

Today, to the best of my faulty recollection, is the anniversary of my first (and hopefully last) ex-half-boyfriend‘s Steven’s death, which very few of you will remember as being told in my first blog entry so many moons ago (don’t read that entry if you don’t want to get bummed out).  [Some years I won’t remember the significance of the day until it’s past and I think, “Great!  I missed it this year!” but I was feeling so lame yesterday that I remembered, so I’ll probably be looking up at the sky a few times today to tell him “Hello.”  I sure hope he’s up there behind the pearly gates of Harpo Studios having a good time right now.  He sure knew how to have a good time, that kid. 

There’s a line in Stephen King’s Dark Tower series: “Time is a face on the water.”  I have no idea what if it means what I think about when I read it, or even if it has any meaning at all, but somehow I find myself saying it now and again.  Another line from that book is that they’d refer to death as being when someone reaches “the clearing at the end of path,” which I think is a lovely  and poetic way of thinking about it.   On my last visit to see my maternal Grandmother before her death, she was old and deaf and half blind and couldn’t see very well.  We’d try to communicate with her but it was very hard, and I remember she said a few times, very loudly because she was deaf, “Time passes.”  And that was about all she said.  She’d seen more than 90 years go by, so she knew what she was talking about.  Kiki Durane said the same thing, perhaps a bit more bluntly, with her line: “People die.  That’s all you need to know.”  Perhaps it is

Today’s weather forecast was “Messy Storm.”  That sure doesn’t sound promising, although it would make a good drag name.  There’s a person on the Motherboards, a NYC nightclub discussion board, who posts under the name “Messy Bonnie Raitt,” which is a name I totally love.  She posts “in character,” which is even more super funny.  For Hallowe’en next year I was thinking it would be funny to be “Messy Judy Garland.”  Judy was the Britney of 1960’s.  Things happen so much faster nowadays, though.  Judy’s problems started around 1939 with the Wizard of Oz, and she spent at least a good ten years really, really pilled up before dying.  That Britney, though, went right from star to mess in about two years while managing to have her own Lorna and Liza at the same time.  If she’s not careful she’s going to have her comeback and sadly-unforeseen death in about 6 months. 

That is all.

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I'm Davis McDavis. Oprah loves me, this I know, for my TV tells me so.
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4 Responses to Messy Storm

  1. Alexicon says:

    Ummm, I was just saying I will dress up again the year I get the guts to go as Liza.If you want to go as Messy Judy, I’ll go as Incapacitated Liza.

  2. Alexicon says:

    Oh oh, I forgot, one of my man-friends gave me a rhinestone cocktail ring from Judy’s estate — that has to be involved.GET HAPPY!

  3. seeyouinhell says:

    One of my favorite DataLounge aliases is “Judy ‘Pills’ Garland.”

  4. I remember that post. It made me sad. Now I’m sad again. Why you gotta do me like that?

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