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Three things (er, more or less)
Oct. 8th, 2009 01:13 pmArt Show Plug
So today after work I'm going with two old college friends to The Center for my friend Tony's art exhibit "Expressed Identities". It's for his organization the Jim Collins Foundation. They provide funds for gender confirming surgeries. I'm a little bit anxious, mostly because he invited me to hang with his friends and I don't know any of them. So I don't know how I will mix with him and them and my friends. But it's all good. I want to meet new people.
Drunk Dialing!
One of my staff, who just broke up with his boyfriend a few weeks ago, decided to take an extra long weekend. A friend bought him a ticket to PR for a long weekend and I recommended he take it. He needs a getaway, especially since he and his ex still live in the same flat and honestly I cannot imagine breaking up with someone and still see them every day. How do you get this person out of your head and every day emotional life without any space at all between you??? So, he took my advice and got on the plane. How do I know this? He drunk-dialed me and said "I took your advice! I'm in PR! I love yoooooouuuuu!!!!" Well, I guess I can't be that lousy a boss if I warrant a drunk dial and love confession. LOL
Is this really transgressive?
Finally, I received an email today from the Pinchbottom Burlesque Troupe. I'm a big fan of burlesque. I think it's campy and kitchy and when done right feels like sex-positive feminism at work celebrating women's bodies and sexuality. Most of the burlesque performers I've known or seen don't conform to the size 0 beauty standard set by the fashion industry and the burlesque scene in NYC has a heavy LGBTQ audience. My perception might be colored by the fact that I've gone to a lot of Murray Hill shows where my friends were performers. The World Famous BOB is often quoted as saying she became a drag queen in order to learn how to be a girl. I totally get that.
But I digress. The Pinchbottom peeps are hosting a "NAKED GIRLS READING Banned Books" event at Madame X, and somehow it just rubs me the wrong way. Basically, some of the Pinchbottom performers (all women, none of the men) will be sitting around naked, reading excerpts from a list of banned books. Their "warning" is funny and pointed: "WARNING: These books have all been BANNED. By reading them, you may subject yourself to such horrible things as naughty language, sexual situations, and ideas. Please read with caution. I get it that they are making a statement about censorship and the social control of sexuality, but I just can't quite put my finger on why it's getting under my skin. It holds absolutely no appeal for me to attend this event.
On a side note: apparently you can no longer buy regular thermometers (the glass ones filled with mercury). This annoys me. But I just had a piece of Clove gum and that made me happy.
So today after work I'm going with two old college friends to The Center for my friend Tony's art exhibit "Expressed Identities". It's for his organization the Jim Collins Foundation. They provide funds for gender confirming surgeries. I'm a little bit anxious, mostly because he invited me to hang with his friends and I don't know any of them. So I don't know how I will mix with him and them and my friends. But it's all good. I want to meet new people.
Drunk Dialing!
One of my staff, who just broke up with his boyfriend a few weeks ago, decided to take an extra long weekend. A friend bought him a ticket to PR for a long weekend and I recommended he take it. He needs a getaway, especially since he and his ex still live in the same flat and honestly I cannot imagine breaking up with someone and still see them every day. How do you get this person out of your head and every day emotional life without any space at all between you??? So, he took my advice and got on the plane. How do I know this? He drunk-dialed me and said "I took your advice! I'm in PR! I love yoooooouuuuu!!!!" Well, I guess I can't be that lousy a boss if I warrant a drunk dial and love confession. LOL
Is this really transgressive?
Finally, I received an email today from the Pinchbottom Burlesque Troupe. I'm a big fan of burlesque. I think it's campy and kitchy and when done right feels like sex-positive feminism at work celebrating women's bodies and sexuality. Most of the burlesque performers I've known or seen don't conform to the size 0 beauty standard set by the fashion industry and the burlesque scene in NYC has a heavy LGBTQ audience. My perception might be colored by the fact that I've gone to a lot of Murray Hill shows where my friends were performers. The World Famous BOB is often quoted as saying she became a drag queen in order to learn how to be a girl. I totally get that.
But I digress. The Pinchbottom peeps are hosting a "NAKED GIRLS READING Banned Books" event at Madame X, and somehow it just rubs me the wrong way. Basically, some of the Pinchbottom performers (all women, none of the men) will be sitting around naked, reading excerpts from a list of banned books. Their "warning" is funny and pointed: "WARNING: These books have all been BANNED. By reading them, you may subject yourself to such horrible things as naughty language, sexual situations, and ideas. Please read with caution. I get it that they are making a statement about censorship and the social control of sexuality, but I just can't quite put my finger on why it's getting under my skin. It holds absolutely no appeal for me to attend this event.
On a side note: apparently you can no longer buy regular thermometers (the glass ones filled with mercury). This annoys me. But I just had a piece of Clove gum and that made me happy.
