Merry Christmas to All!

The Mississippi Miracle

My alma mater, Trinity University, just received a special honor from TIME magazine -- Sports Moment of the Year! How exciting is that!

At a game at Millsaps College, Trinity came from behind with this amazing play to win the game. The sportscasters alone are worth checking out the video.

I post a lot of videos here at The Pink Armageddon, and all are must-see. This Mississippi Miracle moment is no exception.

Not Getting Any Younger

Last night, I went to dinner with the gang. I came home, and I fell asleep in my clothes (wallet still in the back pocket) at 9:00 PM. I was ready to start the day this morning at 5:00 AM.

Readers, I'm scared. That's my parents' schedule! When I was a wee one, my parents would record the shows that came on at 9:00 PM so they could watch them the next day because they couldn't stay awake that long.

Is this the beginning of the end? How long till I start watering the yard in my robe at 4:30? It is better for the yard, they say.

Santa Came Early

Well, readers, I have found my soul mate! His name is Kevin, and he has made my day. I have spent the last half hour in tears.



Please watch the whole thing. Tell me you're not in love. If you need more proof of how Kevin and I are destined to be together, check out some of his other videos:

These Old Bones

Something In Red

I am going to contact Kevin and tell him how much I appreciate him. I'll keep you posted on our connection.

If it all works out, I'm going to suggest we do a duet for "Does He Love You," the Reba McEntire/Linda Davis classic. You'll be the first to know.

Not So Blind Item

What mouthy capital city boy recently (and erroneously) convinced a fellow noted blogger that a festive, yet intimate Houston holiday party was an opportunity for Houston gay society to shun such an august member of the friend group from up north?

Jodie Foster: COME OUT!

This morning, T and I were watching one of my favorite shows, Good Morning America (Robin, we're pulling for ya!!), and on their "news" crawl, we saw a headline that says something like Jodie Foster acknowledges she is a lesbian after 15 years of being with her partner Cydney Bernard. I was so excited! I said, "hey, finally, she's come out, and we can all breathe a sigh of relief."

T said that that's not news because he'd heard her say this last week, and I had too because it was all over Perez Hilton, etc. About a week ago, she thanked Ms. Bernard in an award acceptance speech. She never mentioned the word lesbian or partner, just said something about Cydney being with her a long time.

I thought that for this new ABC headline, what had happened was that Jodie had finally given an interview or revealed this truth in some reputable article or news outlet, confirming the gossip from last week.

It turns out, CNN ran a report about this same acceptance speech last night; they're a week late! And now, because CNN said it, the other news media folks are reporting it as news. Nothing has changed -- no confirmation, no scoop, no public acknowledgment, no kissing, no article with The Advocate. Still just a simple thank you in a speech.

So, Perez Hilton and the gossip blogosphere scooped the "real" news.

My point really is not to debate the relevance of CNN vs. Perez or to discourse on what is "news." That's for like a real serious-minded blog, something like Some Guys Are Normal (check it out!!). I just want to tell Jodie to come out. I wonder if she's a reader here at The Pink Armageddon?

Jodie: COME OUT! In a perfect world, you're right, we wouldn't have to. But the more middle America sees us in all sorts of positions, the easier it would be. You are a great actress, a good director, and a good mom. You're smart. You are in a powerful position. You HAVE to be a role model, whether you want to be or not. COME OUT, and make it easier for the next kid down the line. It's not a perfect world yet, so help us out. Go tell Diane Sawyer or Oprah about it.

There, I've said it. If you want, The Pink Armageddon would be a great place for an exclusive interview. Email me, and I'll set it up.

PS. Congrats on the Golden Globe Nom!

Declare Independence

Björk can do no wrong here at The Pink Armageddon. Her new video, Declare Independence, is a call to arms to the people of Greenland and the Faroe Islands.

Did you know there were even people who lived in Greenland?

More power to them!

Join the good fight:

Away From Her

Last night the gang and I took in a viewing of Away From Her (read Ebert's review), in which Julie Christie's character, Lara, falls in love with a married Russian doctor, and their torrid and snowy affair frames the tumultuous Bolshevik Revolution.

Wait, sorry, wrong snow-drenched, sad, Julie Christie film.



Actually, the movie was fabulous. It was directed by Sarah Polley, and hit home pretty hard. My family on both my mother's and my father's sides has been hit by Alzheimer's, and one of my biggest fears is that I will get the disease, too. I would hate to have to put T (my partner) through that.

There were some gut-wrenching scenes. The most difficult scene for me happened early in the film as the husband sat and watched a holiday dinner taking place at the home where he was going to place his wife. Gradually, each patient's family finished their time there, said their goodbyes, and took their leave, leaving the patients to their loneliness and their confusion.

I myself have left my grandmother at many of those holiday dinners, and it was just too accurate. I highly recommend you rent this film. It provides such a clear picture into the way this disease can strike a family, and Julie Christie is elegant and shines, and, I imagine, will be nominated and/or win many acting awards.

Sounds Like Someone Has a Case of the Mondays

Hey there, world. Who else is hung over today? Blecch.

Maybe these fun Tetris videos will help you through your pain. I heart Tetris. It was the only video game I didn't suck at.



This one has no music, but it's still cool.



Enjoy!

Is "Unfascinating" A Word?

Last night, ABC aired the 93rd Annual Barbara Walter's Ten Most Fascinating People special. Apparently 2007 was a snooze for everyone. I couldn't keep my eyes open, and a show with the words "most fascinating" in the title ought to not put its viewers to sleep. Hey, at least here at The Pink Armageddon, I don't fall victim to false advertising. You can sleep through any post you like. That's my promise to you.



I digress. Barbara's lead ins were like Saturday Night Live parodies of Barbara Walters lead ins. It was a joke. Where's Rachel Dratch when you need her? Anyway, the whole show was boring and a collage of clips from other interviews she's already done. It was like a 20/20 and Oscar Special mix tape.

Kudos, though, to ABC for sneaking in the free advertising for Grey's Anatomy. Katherine Heigl? Please.

Did anyone else watch last night? No? I don't blame you.

And don't get me started on the Julia Roberts tribute from the American Cinematheque. Don't even get me started.

This is The Pink Armageddon

I'm late to blogging and behind the curve. But I offer to you, dear friends, the newest entry in the blogosphere: The Pink Armageddon.

Manifesto: I promise to say nothing new. I will offer no fresh perspectives. You will not learn anything here to offer to your friends or colleagues. Originality and wit will not be featured here. Mostly, you'll get clichés and old news.

There's really no reason to come here at all, unless you enjoy reading along as I blog about The Simpsons, Meryl Streep, campy videos, New Orleans, the Oscars, and me.

The origin of The Pink Armageddon: My dear friends sent me a link to a YouTube video of Liza Minnelli and the Pet Shop Boys' Don't Drop Bombs. I fell in love, and fast. Liza, in glorious Mad Max garb, takes over the future, which of course is war torn and pink. I knew then and there that I had a blog name, a blog theme, and a blog post to offer.

See for yourself (and tell me you don't fall in love, too):




When I googled the name "Pink Armageddon" to see if some other queen had stolen my inspiration, I found out that Erasure wrote a song with the words pink armageddon called "Star." It's a perfect alignment -- Liza *and* Erasure. I figure this is cosmic destiny, and so this blog is born.

I promise my next post will neither be as entertaining as this birth announcement (or as long).

Stay tuned. Or don't.