Yesterday night after I sent back LL to his boarding school, I decided to read Metroweekly in front of the fireplace with a nightcap (my idea of a nice Sunday evening). This constitutes another proof that I still am very much concerned about what’s happening in the DC scene even if I indeed devoted 75% of my week end to activities which included straight people with graduate degrees and amazing jobs and dreams. As I was browsing through the many interesting advertising for dentistry work (“A Good dentist could change your life”) and real estate agents [what’s confusing now is that local real estate agent pose for dentists advertising and vice versa], I stumbled over this part of the interview of the young idealist Coverboy of the week which shocked me:
§ MW: What’s your greatest fear?
§ Devin: Losing my hair
I am not homophobic but what about long term rates increase, anthrax, the avian flu, violent death, gay bashing, the upcoming California Earthquake, Condi Rice, running into a hurricane, Google, being buried alive or the unknown? Mind you, I am not saying that because I am myself balding but …. Where's God? Is that really what Caucasian gay kids are scared of? No wonder our cause is making little progress lately. Young people at Cobalt really don't know what's out there besides balding. I suggest a study tour for all 17th streets twinks.
Talking about superficial gay freaks, you will enjoy the enclosed picture of my roommate Kevin D. wearing his mud mask. The caption being “Luxuriating at adam's in Baltimore. My mud mask burns and smells slightly of fish but guarantees to make me more beautiful. Go mask, go!”
Back to straight educated people, everybody I ran into this week-end mentioned that they listen to NPR in the morning. I had already read somewhere that NPR audience is smartish, urban, liberal and….dorky which completely defines what FHC is. Therefore, I set up my audio system on NPR this morning and …they indeed really cater to artsy yuppies.
In other almost intellectual news, LL forwarded to us a really bouncy article on the latest book of my good friend BHL, “American Vertigo Traveling America in the Footsteps of Tocqueville” whom I saw again with his weird-looking wife at the airport last Sunday on his way to Chicago I suspect. I once traveled next to him in the plane and found him quite unbearable and pretentious. Strangely I had not visited Kia’s blog for months and while I was away she turned in a Jake Gyllenhaal's obsessed freak.
We think you're perfect FHC and haven't noticed any hair loss at all.
Meanwhile, my greatest fear is growing back hair.
Posted by: LL | Monday, January 30, 2006 at 05:28 PM
Oh Honey. I have ALWAYS been a Jake fanatic. And don't act like he's not pleasing on the eyes.
Posted by: Kia | Monday, January 30, 2006 at 08:13 PM
whoever is in the picture is way scary.
Posted by: myke | Monday, January 30, 2006 at 09:47 PM