Helloooooo ladeez! Did you go to Rodeo Disco version 2.0? Did you see the photos? Did you check out the interview with our musical guest, DJ Saratonin? If you missed this party, it’s alright, you can still win tickets to Lilith Fair in New Jersey, which is just about as gay as the Dyke March we went to.
Maybe you were stuck at home and decided to subject yourself to The Real L Word, which Riese (mostly) recapped. Or, if you couldn’t bear it (like Riese eventually), maybe you just watched Nat on Autonatic 4: The Real L Word’s Nat Skips Town, Leaves Dildos Behind. Crystal wrote you the music fix this week since Jess was busy getting home from the party, and Laneia watched and reviewed ‘8: The Mormon Proposition’.
On Hey Jackie, You’re Not A Lesbian, Also We’re Not Your Chemistry Experiment:
Brooke’s Best Friend Award to Deb Rox: Jackie is all over the place. She says “I can honestly say that that, although I was 34, this had nothing to do with my biological clock.” Then a few paragraphs later, “Within a year I found myself pregnant. Our daughter was born and 11 months later I was even more shocked when I discovered I was pregnant again – with triplets.”
Jackie sure has lots of shocking surprises in her life. Too bad she doesn’t say “gee, I haven’t a bloody clue about who the hell I am, maybe I’m not needed as a lifestyle or sexuality expert?”
Wonder why she hasn’t changed her name, at least to Jacqui?
On Jersey Shore Boys Cover Village Voice’s Queer Issue: ‘Guidos’ Got PUNKED:
The Too Late Award to jenn: the NYT Prop 8 article says a ballot measure could overturn prop 8 “as soon as 2012.” in what universe is that considered soon? the world is going to end before “soon.”
The Token Award to Brianna: Hip dents are weird. I agree. And I’m equally as perplexed when I see straight people on the cover of gay magazines. I guess they are just concerned with, um, straight visibility or something.
On NSFW Sexy Sunday: Lesbian Bed Death Says Whatever:
The Just Hold Me Award to Sasha Farce: I like to reinterpret “lesbian bed death” as “so the honeymoon ended and we decided that we like to look at each other’s faces as much as we do each other’s labia.”
On Autonatic #4: Real L Word’s Nat Skips Town, Leaves Dildos Behind:
The Googolplex Award to Sally: I don’t know how many times realer and better Nat’s video is than actual real l word because I can’t count that high.
On New York, San Francisco, & Autostraddle Do Pride, Ride Mechanical Bulls:
The Promises, Promises Award to Freddie (aka Nathalie): Ah! Call answered! — It was so great meeting all you guys on Sunday
I’m putting a call out to the fact that when we met in the bathroom you said you would give me a comment award. That doesn’t sound weird at all…
On The Real L Word Recap 102: Making Something Out of Nothing:
The Bubble Burst Award to Bren: I don’t understand why someone would be excited to get into the Chamber of Commerce. Isn’t that like something anybody can get into as long as they are willing to pay the membership fees, like at Sam’s Club?
The Sadist Award to audrey: what group of people is the real l word supposed to be marketed towards? i don’t understand what mama chaiken is aiming for, b/c really, who would enjoy this shit? people who enjoy manipulation, misrepresentation of all lesbians, unjustified generalizations via labels, asinine behavior w/r/t socializing…
is “asshole” a demographic?
who gave the a-okay to kill off dana and produce this self-indulgent show?
On Twilight Eclipse Totally Eclipsed Team Bella’s Hearts: Movie Review:
The College Award to dypole: This is why the only way to truly see these movies is to go to Dallas BBQ (yes, that awful diner-esque restaurant), get supremely trashed on cheap fishbowl margaritas with surprisingly high concentrations of tequila, and then watch it on opening weekend in a sold-out theater with screaming girls who want to kill you because you just can’t stop loudly making snide, drunken comments.
Clearly, I live on the edge.
On Wisconsin Upholds Gay Marriage Ban, Despite All Those Hippies in Madison:
The Anarchy in the UK Award to stace, and millbot:
On Photo Gallery: Autostraddle NYC Rodeo Disco 2 Pride Party Photos:
The Party Pooper Award to e: this is like that one time in high school where everyone took off to the beach and i stayed home like a dumbassloserface and then afterwards they had all these photos and they even saw a beached jellyfish and i told them how i watched mythbusters. this is just like that but worse.
I feel like this was good week for comments. I want to see “dumbassloserface” become a popular slang term.
p.s. I read the excerpts. Always.
I have to disagree with the first part of your comment. Hip dents or as I call them ‘V cuts’ on a guy are sexy..very sexy.
i always kind of envy them- agreed! (the hip thingers)
Band-name-potential alert: The Hip Dents, V Cuts, The Hip Thingers
I’m only half awake but I think I’ll still stand behind them in the morning.
Yeah I think I can get into that!
To translate-I basically equate V Cuts with the tease, mystery, invitation and sexiness of a side boob.
Agreed, the excerpts are the best! I mean, little drops of awesomeness in my Google Reader ftw!
You dumbassloserface you (I mean it in the best way though).
Hah, thanks! Funny thing is, I’m not even in college. I am in law school, however, which explains the rapidly impending alcoholism and complete disregard for bodily safety.
hey thanks!! one of the highlights of my week! which involved a lot of highlighter cuz i have a shit ton of studying to do.
did you know that the pressure at the bottom of this bottle of vodka is greater than the pressure just below the surface? did you also know that the pressure to say fuck it and drink it all is even greater than that??
i want to laminate this comment
Dallas BBQ is my favorite place in the universe. Except my favorite instance of it (assuming we’re talking about the same place) was on the corner of 8th Street and University Pl. in Manhattan and closed due to “health code violations.” WHAT DOES THAT EVEN MEAN, REALLY?
It’s not like I didn’t know there were bugs in my fries. What other place lets you order a 40oz daquiri with an “extra shot” test tube of Bacardi 151 with an entire pitcher of beer FOR ONE PERSON. AT THE SAME TIME.
I digress.
Indeed, we are talking about the same place, and actually the one on 8th and University was the one I went to when I was actually in college. Once I ordered three of those fishbowl margaritas, all with extra shots, and next thing I knew I was sitting on an air-conditioning vent in the lobby of a Bank of America branch, waxing poetic on the wonders of cooling systems while my friend walked around in circles, sporadically exclaiming how bright the lights were. Miraculously, all my clothes were still on.
Also, there is now another BBQ (may not be Dallas BBQ, though it’s essentially the same restaurant) a bit farther west on 8th St.
In short, the bank on the corner there now can suck it.
oh hello, we probs went to the same school. or like, neighbor schools.
The lawyer in me is afraid to say the name (yeah, I know how douchetastic that sounds), but is it the school directly south of that former BBQ, the one bordering the park?
Is that Starbuck? Well played.
Same school, pretty big, hard to miss. JUST HANG A RIGHT AT LOWER MANHATTAN.
Yay!
Indeed it is Starbuck. I use that picture because I have one of me looking exactly the same, taken a a year or so before BSG came out. It goes along with the whole “everyone says Starbuck and I are the exact same person” theme to my life.
And yay! Always nice to find another alumna. I graduated from the College, did you as well?
you guys, i’m really not a party pooper. i just prefer to get drunk in my own home, that way when i pass out and come to the next day, i’ll be in the safety of my own living room floor.
but i still should have been at that disco. DAMNIT!!!