Thursday, November 26, 2009

(S)o (H)appy (I)'ve (T)urned 40: Thanksgiving 2009

A picture of yours truly in my bathtub. Actually, it's a picture of Happy the Hippo when he was still at the National Zoo.

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Today I turn, what?, oh, yeah, 40 and I think there is some lesson in this Washington Post story from two weeks ago about how happy Happy the Hippo is in his new Milwaukee County Zoo hippo condo.

It now turns out that he was stressed and unhappy living here in Washington, D.C., which doesn't surprise me at all.

This is a nasty, vicious, empty city of broken dreams where emaciated, bitchy young white women working for "Something Something Solutions, Inc.," or some bullshit NGO, and lawyers in $4,000 Robert Rubin power suits who have fucked the world over a billion times DON'T mix it up with anyone driving aggressively back to Prince George's County from their federal jobs or the angry, belligerent, spitting panhandlers.

In D.C., you seldom actually see in public the big Republican corporate types who run the world. They tend to travel in limos and don't interact at street level.

Looking northeast up New York Avenue, NW, in downtown Washington, D.C., 418PM, Nov. 25, 2009

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As for Northern Virginia, it's just the perfect Frankensteinian mixture of political correctness, religious fundamentalism, gun and death penalty worship, commercial sprawl, and slapped together exurban ugliness to make you want to die.

And the D.C. gayborhood, OH, NEVER MIND ...

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But Washington, D.C., is my home for better or worse in the year 2009. I want to go back to the Jersey shore. I don't think I will be in D.C. a year from now. I know I say that a lot but this next year ... six months ... will be pivotal.

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A picture of the beach at Wildwood Crest, N.J., taken last August.

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No birthday entry would be complete without a reference to Mr. Sirius, so I am FINALLY posting a picture of him that captures his essence:

Moi?

Oh, and here's another picture of him:

This was taken after the new pomade he used didn't work properly. Actually, this looks more like the boyfriend.

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OK, I think that's all. I'll keep this entry short. I'm going to Chris T's place later today rather than to Quill's parents' house in the suburban sanctuary of Silver Spring, Maryland. I'll go there on Christmas if they're there this year, which they may not be.

--Regulus

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