Please do! However, I am not to be blamed if you wind up at the divey gay bar singing with a dude in a Haiwiian shirt and a wig and making out with the bartender. You have been warned.

But DJ! I thought I was going to have new experiences in Dallas!!

starts pricing flights to Dallas anyway...

(My weekend was one of those where I ended up air-guitaring with the bartender in the Iron Maiden shirt and making out with the wee gay boys in a bar that allows smoking.)

Wow, billytea! Mad props to your dad!

So, just been to see the SATC movie, after a pre-movie party involving a lot of cosmos and not so many nibbles. (I mean, I did scoff a fair number of shrimp, but I was still very head-spinny with the cosmos. Ack. But didn't fall over. Go me!) Also, we all looked FABulous, dahling.

The TV show itself really isn't my bag, although I've stumbled across it a few times, and I didn't hate it. Mostly I was paralyzed with the not caring. The movie - more of the same, really. I was struck at one point by how very much Sarah Jessica Parker looks like a tranny, and how very much the four of them seem to be gay men rather than women. To me. Also, my God, there were a lot of very very ugly clothes in this film. Very ugly. Pretty much the only one of the four chicks I much like is Miranda, but then she acted like rather a dickhead in Mexico, so not so much with that either. No, not Miranda - that's the redhead, right? Charlotte. Charlotte, the pretty one - although possibly I am blinded by the fact that she is a very pretty & fairly nice-seeming brunette. Miranda's husband was the only person in the film I much took to, actually. Otherwise - yeah, paralyzed with the not caring. YMMV.

Absolutely, Maria! Though judging from my time in SF trouble does not cancel trouble out. I think it magnifys it.

Buffistas! All your troublemakers are belong to me!

bar that allows smoking.

And yet when I was there, I was huddled under an awning with 10 of my new best friends! And not making out with wee gay boys! Looks like I should start pricing flights for a return trip.

Congratulations to BT's dad!!!

I'm escaping this heat and headed to Mom's for the day as soon as I am caffeinated enough to drive.

Though judging from my time in SF trouble does not cancel trouble out. I think it magnifys it.

high-fives DJ.

There's a few bars that still allow smoking, or at least look the other way. Usually in the more sketch neighborhoods, of course.

Also, my God, there were a lot of very very ugly clothes in this film. Very ugly

Oh, good, I'm not the only one to go "Am I missing something? That's supposed to be something I want to wear? People wear that and don't get hazard pay for it?"

congrats! to BT's dad.

I had coffee, but sleep sounds like more fun than it should

I ended up air-guitaring with the bartender in the Iron Maiden shirt

Happy making.

My reward for staying home today? Chaperoning a 5th grade field trip to the bowling alley. Gah!!!

Oh, good, I'm not the only one to go "Am I missing something? That's supposed to be something I want to wear? People wear that and don't get hazard pay for it?"

I always thought that the clothes were generally dreadful, but some people value the label over the look. There were occasional stunning outfits, but few and far between. I particularly remember the show where Carrie walked home from Big's wearing just his shirt, tied with a belt.

That's weird, Vortex, as that's one that I remember, too (I saw some-but-not-that-much because my roommate in college was a fan of the show, mostly for the NYC, she said, but she had excuses like that for any number of things that registered raised eyebrows from me and/or her inner feminist)