Halloween (Cinderella’s Pumpkin Ball)

So, largely from laziness, I decided at the last minute NOT to kill Cinderella.

She attended the Halloween ball un-rotted, un-bloodied, and very much alive.

One last-minute Halloween costume coming up!

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Like you don’t already know where this is going.

Happy Halloween, kiddies!

Pumpkin Season!

Sometimes a girl just needs to carve pumpkins with friends.

Please note the unimpressed cat in the background. Magellan does not subscribe to holidays.

And, FYI, that’s a Buffalo Bill’s Pumpkin Ale I’m drinking.

birthdazed – 2009

I turn 27 tomorrow – and I’m really excited about that. I’m actually quite excited about the idea of aging, if you can believe it. I’ve come a huge way since I was 19, or even 23. 26 felt like a year of huge changes – a re-examination of what’s important to me, the advent of the happiest relationship I’ve ever experienced, a new living situation, a new outlook on health and fitness – hell, I ran an 8k!

SO -Let’s see what 27 brings.

Who knows? Maybe it’ll be a half-marathon (I said HALF!),  an out of country adventure, or just a whole new outlook on the world.

Regardless, I’m celebrating my birthday in sporatic tech all morning and afternoon, followed by dinner somewhere that’s a surprise.

I’m also going on a hunt now to buy myself something pretty. Bluefly, Amazon, here I come.

Halloween Shennanigans!

Oh how I adore Halloween. A night to celebrate the dark side by wandering around in silly costumes and for hilarious photos with friends. I got to spend Halloween night 2008 with – among a legion of fabulous people -four of my favorite boys on the planet: Bob, Eric, Toby, and Gator.

Photos below.

Come Rain or Come Pride

I’m a bad Chicago resident.

I’ve lived here for three go-rounds of Pride –

and until yesterday hadn’t managed to make it to the Parade yet.

This weekend, I changed all that.

A. I love the gays.

B. POC is doing a show with gay content – so we decided to promote.

C. I like glitter.

Here goes.

SATURDAY: Pride Fest on Halsted.

Twirling brigade!
Passanisi with a P!
Cirque du Soliel clown wars!
Frenchie Davis, from American Idol – who sounded great and LAID into some protesters.

SUNDAY – The Parade.

I met up with Mal and the POC street team,

then headed to join Bob and Gator and the gang for some parade madness.

“Gird your loins and grab your wine – Here comes the parade.”

And then some ominous clouds rolled in….

and it rained.

But the parade is like the postal service – Through rain, through hail…

Meanwhile, I bet YOUR friends don’t get to be the drag Frankie Vali on the Broadway in Chicago float? Oh, Annie Passanisi. Your life.

Mal and I briefly ducked away for some Thai, and wound up befriending a tinsel-haired stranger? Yeah, his name was Mark and he was drunk, but friendly.

Then it rained again – and we decided “screw it.”

All in a hard gays work.

Happy Belated Easter!

Have you ever SEEN such things?
My mind was blown.

I’m off from work until Wednesday – see you then!

Valentines Dazed

Oh, Valentine’s Day.

I celebrated this year at The Spot with Lavina, Kevin, some other friends, and the crew of Dramatists Personae – a new fledgling theatre company here in Chicago – for their first fundraiser, an evening of short plays.

Summing up the event -> Great scripts. Good actors. Great venue. Appreciative crowd. Apple Pie. Drinks I’m not sure of exactly (Red Bull and Orange Vodka? Whatever. It was great.) Conversation hearts. New friends. Good times.

See? It’s not a total waste of a day.

Champagne & Snowmen

*NEW YEARS EVE*

The plan: Gather at Casa Paulina, head out at 10:00 (of course by CTA – what other form of transportation would provide such madness for only one penny?) for the South Loop Club – walk over to Buckingham Fountain to see fireworks and ring in the new year – then back to South Loop Club.

The participants: Bob, Gator, Jen, Sarah, Gina, Mark and myself.

The photos:

We couldn’t help but notice this trend of discarded booze bottles….
Pretty!

Bob. Police. Priceless.

(Though, fear not, dear readers – the cops were merely circling to tell everyone the fireworks had been moved to Navy Pier. Which we already knew. But Navy Pier is lame, so…)

Happy 2008, everyone!

For more pics of the evening, see little voice.

I wish you a merry… e-card?

In case you’ve never been, I think someecards is the way to celebrate the holidays.

Happy Holidays, Gang!