Adventures with Dr. Lady Cutie Troublemaker

I’m sure going to miss the Memphis Blogger Bash tonight. Although I have fun plans. I’ll be here instead.

I’m so sick of this shit: Link 1, Link 2, Link 3 

It’s just too close – kinda like when they found that body across the street when I lived in Memphis: Link 1, Link 2

With less time to write, I have to cover more topics at once, and I’m not the most organized sort (I save all that for work), so bear with me.

• Aaron and I got a chance to hang out with Peterson and his friend Ben last night. We met downtown and took a walk over to the North End, where we had a nice (albeit loud) dinner at Il Panino. I felt a bit guilty I’d chosen the place because the table next to us was SERIOUSLY loud. Ugh. I hate that. The food was good, and they made nice vegan treats for Peterson. He’s in town doing Queer 101, one of his one-man shows, for a local school. Peterson does the coolest thing. He’s an actor who spent 17 years of his life trying to not be gay, and then he came out. Now, he entertains and educates all over the world. He does pieces he write himself for all types of audiences, and then he often facilitates discussions afterwards. It’s such important work. He’ll be back for a performance of Doin’ Time at the Homo No Mo Halfway House on 10/25 at Northeastern. This is the piece I saw him perform in Memphis. It’s about his experience at Love in Action, the Memphis place (not a church or a mental health facility, but what is it?!) where he went to try to become straight. It’s a fascinating piece. I’ll make sure to plug it when the date approaches. Anyway, the Multicultural Educator in me just loved this show for so many reasons, and the theatre critic in me did, too. It’s soooo something you should see. (Read more about Love in Action if you’re interested.) Anyhoo, dinner was grand. Aaron got to talk about film with Ben, who actually runs a film festival – one I think that maybe my friend Poornima did once. And afterward, we went to Mike’s and got ice cream and sorbet and pastries. YUM!
• The very sad news is that one of my parents cats, Kitty, seems to be dying. Mom is sad because Dad is soooo not a cat person, so she doesn’t really have anyone to commiserate with her. Kitty hasn’t eaten for 4 days. I suggested she give kitty some diluted wet food, and Mom just called and said Kitty took a few sip of some condensed milk, so that’s good news. Maybe it was just a really bad toothache, although Kitty is something like 18, so death is certainly an option. Makes me sad though. She’s always been a really strange cat, but I don’t care. I love her immensely.
• Got a chance to talk to Elizabeth in Bloomington, which was really nice. I never call people. I don’t know why. I’ve just lost my interest in the phone over the last few busy years. It was great to hear her voice and to catch up with her. We may get to see her a bit in December, which would be grand.
• It’s a very grey and windy day. We’re actually thinking of going downtown for a bit of shopping. Aaron says REI is having a sale.

Dad posts about his admiration for Memphis Bloggers regarding LIA/R. Check it out, y’all.
I love what’s been happening lately. Go QAC! Go EJ! Rawk!

On Sunday, we had to decide between a JP benefit for this apparently excellent Cuban restaurant (El Oriental de Cuba) that was firebombed this past summer and seeing Buffalo Tom close out the Brookline 300 celebration. Since Buffalo Tom is a band I used to go see all the time when I lived in Boston back in the day, and Brookline (my old neighborhood) was having its 300th year anniversary, we decided to do the latter. Turns out, Jack and Meg ended up at the Milky Way Lounge (in JP, my neighborhood) to bowl a few games. So they are always in my neighborhoods (Midtown Memphis, Jamaica Plain in Boston), although not where I am… although Aaron swears saw the back of Jack White’s head at the P&H one night. The White Stripes are playing a few shows at the Opera House here, but honestly, the tickets were EXPENSIVE!!! I’m going to Black Keys instead. Only one rockin’ blues duo per season. I have a job, after all!