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Last night, I went with my friend Judd to West Hollywood. * GASP * And I went to a bar. * GASP * Yes, that cold you feel is not just winter, but it's hell freezing over. Those of you that know me, know that I've never been a fan of the bar/club thing in West Hollywood. Too many people, music that's too loud, crappy street pavement, and lack of parking spaces don't make Mandel a happy camper. Last night, things were a bit calmer. Parking was easy, the streets are now better, there weren't too many people, and the music...well, the music was still loud. But hey, you can't have everything. Judd and I had a good time at the bar we went to. Judd's a neat guy...He seems to be looking for more friends (especially more gay friends) since he's new to town. At some point during the evening, we each had this look of befuddlement as to the goings-on of the bar which was reassuring.
One of the night's highlights was seeing a certain host of a reality show that used to burrow its head on the air not too long ago (figured it out yet?) walk by us on the sidewalks of Santa Monica Blvd. This was the same host another friend of mine saw at a West Hollywood bar a couple of weeks ago. Needless to say, this doubly confirmed our suspicions about him. :-) And Ted and Larry, I take back all my teasing about you guys thinking this host is handsome, because he really IS a handsome guy!
Ahhh...it's less than 24 hours away to the Michael Jackson CRAP-tacular. Here's one last quote of the day...I've saved the best for last:
"I speak to Liza [Minelli] every week. We come from the same planet. Like Elizabeth [Taylor] does...It's called Capricious Anomaly in the Sea of Space [laughs]. Gee, I can't name it. Just beyond our solar system, I think. But this is true, and this is not to be taken lightly: People who grew up as child stars have the same thing in common. You're cute, they love you; you go through the awkward stage, they don't accept you anymore. Very few make the transition to adult star. And most of them become self-destructive. And it's very sad."
Michael, YOU'RE very sad...You used to be so talented, why did you become such a FREAK!?!? Nevertheless, I'll be gleefully ripping your special apart tonight while noshing on some "candy, cookies, and ICE CREAM!" I refuse to dress up like a clown though...
Last night, I went with my friend Judd to West Hollywood. * GASP * And I went to a bar. * GASP * Yes, that cold you feel is not just winter, but it's hell freezing over. Those of you that know me, know that I've never been a fan of the bar/club thing in West Hollywood. Too many people, music that's too loud, crappy street pavement, and lack of parking spaces don't make Mandel a happy camper. Last night, things were a bit calmer. Parking was easy, the streets are now better, there weren't too many people, and the music...well, the music was still loud. But hey, you can't have everything. Judd and I had a good time at the bar we went to. Judd's a neat guy...He seems to be looking for more friends (especially more gay friends) since he's new to town. At some point during the evening, we each had this look of befuddlement as to the goings-on of the bar which was reassuring.
One of the night's highlights was seeing a certain host of a reality show that used to burrow its head on the air not too long ago (figured it out yet?) walk by us on the sidewalks of Santa Monica Blvd. This was the same host another friend of mine saw at a West Hollywood bar a couple of weeks ago. Needless to say, this doubly confirmed our suspicions about him. :-) And Ted and Larry, I take back all my teasing about you guys thinking this host is handsome, because he really IS a handsome guy!
Ahhh...it's less than 24 hours away to the Michael Jackson CRAP-tacular. Here's one last quote of the day...I've saved the best for last:
"I speak to Liza [Minelli] every week. We come from the same planet. Like Elizabeth [Taylor] does...It's called Capricious Anomaly in the Sea of Space [laughs]. Gee, I can't name it. Just beyond our solar system, I think. But this is true, and this is not to be taken lightly: People who grew up as child stars have the same thing in common. You're cute, they love you; you go through the awkward stage, they don't accept you anymore. Very few make the transition to adult star. And most of them become self-destructive. And it's very sad."
Michael, YOU'RE very sad...You used to be so talented, why did you become such a FREAK!?!? Nevertheless, I'll be gleefully ripping your special apart tonight while noshing on some "candy, cookies, and ICE CREAM!" I refuse to dress up like a clown though...
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