Glee is not my favorite show and I have not watched it in a hot minute but tonight it was featuring none other than our favorite rich b**** Miss Nene Leakes from the Real Housewives of Atlanta and Ricky Martin of supersonic bilingual hispanic stardom. SO OF COURSE I WAS TUNING IN.....(ok actually I didn't realize this was tonight and Dave mentioned it when we were flipping the channels and we deicdd to watch it but BOY AM I GLAD I DID!)

ANywho, Glee is not what this post is about. While watching Ricky perform I'm Sexy and I Know It with the cast of Glee (which by the way I am soooo sick of this song, it is on everything!) anywho it reminded me of a 1998 Grammy performance when this happened....



This though was not only a rip roaring, raucus good time which went on to become one of my favorite songs of all time it is also my first distinct memory of being attracted to a guy that I can think of. I think I was a freshman in highschool or maybe a sophomore but I"m pretty sure freshman. ANywho, I saw this performance and immediately was in love with the music and a little bit the man...or maybe a lot bit...come on now, leather pants and dancing, who wouldn't be enamored. ANyway I really remember it because right after it aired I went online and ordered the cd because I really wanted it, I remember this because I don't think I had ever ordered anything online at this point in my life and I am actually wondering if maybe I really just reserved it online at a store to pick up because I can't imagine buying anything online in 1998 but I do remember having to wait for it to come so I must have....not exactly clear on the details. Anyway I remember the next day in school talking about how much I loved the song and had to order it right away and my friend Marissa told me at lunch that she had done the same thing and she was talking about how hot Ricky was and wow wow wowwee he was smoking and I remember thinking how I wanted to agree but could only talk about how much I liked the music but not the man.

I sitll listen to that, his last spanish language before he broke big in America album all the time, in fact whenver the weather gets nice I want to listen to it and put it in my car and was listening ot it last week when we had some nice days.

THe weird part about this or maybe not so weird part is I could totally in my mind at the time separate my love for Ricky Martin from the idea of liking men. ANd it's weird because believe it or not I really did not go through my highschool years like trying to hide who I was and like really wanting men but pretending it wasn't true. I really didn't realize or maybe didn't accept it but I definitely besides particulary this Ricky Martin moment did not feel like I was hiding or trying to prevent anything. There were definitely girls I thought I loved and maybe I knew somehting was a bit off but I really didn't realize it. I know people think I just was denying it but I really didn't realize it as far as I remember. Except for Ricky....oh sweet sweet ricky martin.

P.S. look at all the people in the Grammy audience, this is only like a little over 10 years ago and they are mostly all wearing like tuxes and fancy dresses, now they wear craziness and meat.

So yesterday at work I took my lunch at around 4 and it had snowed earlier but was clear and now snowing and not too bad so I decided to walk to WEgmans which is only like half a mile away. I figured it would be faster and easier than brushing off my car and trying to drive down the 1 road while there was lots of traffic leaving the bulidings. WEll I got there in no time not problem. I get my sub and this bean salad thing, was making good time, walk outside and WHOA it turned into a whiteout blizzard hurricane storm of death. Ok I didn't have a hat or scarf on but really when I left my building 15 minutes earlier they were not needed. WELL THEY WERE NOW. I seriously couldn't see like 2 inches in front of me, walked into trees and stakes in the ground and curbs and thought I was going to die. It literally is usually like a 7 minute walk and it felt like it took me 2 hours (it didn't but it felt like it) It was so intense, the wind was so hard and cold in my face and the snow was beating me down. I was trying to block my face with my gloved hand but it was either my face or ears , it was such a hard decision and plus my glove had a missing finger top so it made it all the worse. I seriously wanted to give up like halfway back and just lay down and die in the snow. It was insane. I tried to run but that just made it feel even worse. I really was thinking I wasn't going to make it back but I did. AND OMG when I looked in the mirror , I had like a thick layer of snow on my head and everywhere else and my face was like sunburned/windburned red and i had a heacache and an everything ache. It was so bad. It was so crazy though, literally it is only a half a mile and I walk it all the time but this storm was something crazy. It was sooo intense and windy and snowy and ice shooting at my face. I felt like crap all night. Moral of the story: just drive the car (that may be anti green and anti environment but I don't care, it would so horrible) . Granted my coworker who left a little after me to go home said it took like a half hour to get to the light outside wegmans from our building by car so maybe that would have taken forever but it would have been better than being frozen alive.

I am not an early rise unless i have to be but everyone once in a while I get this idea of like you know what I'm going to get up early and get so much done. And like once every 7.8 years that works. Generally I end up getting up like 15 minutes early and expecting to get 100 things done but really it is just 15 minutes. It's so funny how like in morning time , I just feel like I should be able to get a million things done since I got up early, even if it is only 10 minutes earlier than usual. And then I try and get some stuff done but really have no time and end up getting nothing done and being late for work.

Hope to see you all tonight at the PMT's New Years Eve Party. I need to find something sparkly to wear. I just feel the need for a sparkly new years eve ensemble! We'll see.

I just entered a contest to win a trip to Ellen for her birthday. I couldn't find the directions anywhere about they wanted and it just said Tell Your Story (and limited you to only so many words) so this is what I wrote basically. I forgot to save it to it is from memory, the real one was a little better i think:

I am not really sure what you want here (were there directions somewhere because I couldn't find them?) So I guess I will just write about me and Ellen. I would love to come for your birthday. I have always wanted to go to LA and see celebrities and of course you are celebrity #1 and being on your show and meeting you would be amazing. I hate flying but I would do it for you. Haha I just read that and it makes me sound as if I am doing you a favor by coming, well maybe I am. I am pretty fun. Maybe then you could come to Buffalo in August for my birthday but you would have to provide your own transportation but I'd pick you up at the airport.

I have loved your show and your stand-up forever. I was just watching your old stand-up the other night. I love your joke about gogurt and yogurt mobiility. I always try to tell people it but I don't have the "Sorry Tom, I can't tonight I just opened a yogurt" voice that you have. I just love that joke.

I would love to be on your show but actually I would be really nervous because then I would have to be fun and crazy and witty. And i would have to dance. I am not really a dancer. LIke if the mood strikes but not a run of the mill daily dancer. Pick Me! Please! Pretty Pretty Please!

I used up every last character I was allowed (even had to delete a few spaces to make it work) and then for the picture I sent one of me and my puppet unicorn

Wish me luck!