that's what friends r 4

who ever thought i might reach a day when i quote dionne warwick? surely not i. but now i realize that when i watched the oscars last weekend and beyonce sang and tapped her long-nailed fingers on her mic just a teensy out of rhythm, well, she learned that move straight from dionne's days on solid gold. and if you never saw that, and never saw the solid gold dancers shimming their jazz hands behind their asses in sync (both asses and hands), i suggest you huff it to youtube or where-ever and watch it. pronto! look out for the leggy broad with the long black ironed hair.

most memorable.

but here's what: stayed in tonight because i'm trying to get better and just watched a weepy but engrossing movie called don't move, an italian joint. and then i was thinking, when i paused it to get a tissue to blows my nose, about a converesation i had last evening over very tasty korean food (new joint in my 'hood) and my friend j.r. who doesn't read this blog at all cause she's busy, yo, and was my dinner companion last evening at that korean place. so, i was telling her about various dates there and here (we haven't seen each other in some time) and i was talking about that and this, pontificating on the disappointments and ego bruising that invariably take place in such matters. and she said;

'wait, one thing. what i don't understand about these guys is how stupid they are. i mean, i don't think there's a better catch around than you. they must be losers if they don't see that.'

(i'm paraphrasing, gentle reader, but that was her kick-ass jist).

and you know else? she's goddamn, one-hundred-per-cent right. so take this trophy and stick it up yer ass, cause we'll be back next year! (sometimes when i speak in tongues, i channel bad new bears, verzione originale. m'scusi).

anyways, i so loved her reaction, it was so innate and honest and heartfelt, that i want to take the opportunity to say how awesome she is...and not just for thinking i'm awesome...but also for reminding me that i'm awesome. and you're awesome. and yes, you too, in the corner with the racoon make-up and the hole in the your nose where the pierce infected you, poor darling.

so, let's get this party started, yo.