Ha, Strix! You've done blather before, clearly.
Meara, more seriously, I do think it's the subtext they're queering. When given a "gay guy hits on me" scene, it could have gone many ways, but apparently it was only the actor's decision to make it romcom meet cute awkward as opposed to all the other kinds of shaming that could have happened. He scopes men's asses and gives them flirty winks, but the
text
is never going to say "FADE TO BLACK--DEAN AND MALE CHARACTER HEATEDLY ENTWINED". I'll eat my hat if they make him bi on paper.
TAXES. I should do them before the nurse comes with medication...
I'm sitting at an outdoor hotel bar outside Philadelphia. It'll be hours before any of the rest of the family arrive, so I'm trying to pace my bellinis, but I'm bored to tears already.
Offer on our house! Praise Jesus.
Where outside Philly, Polgara?
Yay, Dana!
We just lowered the price again on Wednesday, but the offer is for the full price. At this point, I'd give them my never-to-exist firstborn to just take the damn thing.
Yay, Dana!
The accountant just emailed to say we don't owe any taxes this year. I don't know how that could be, but I want to believe it is true. (Clicks heels together three times, claps for Tinkerbell, etc., etc.)
My DH has been gone for almost two weeks, but gets back tomorrow. He has been on a work retreat to the French Alps. For my work I get to go to Minneapolis at the end of the month. One of these things is not like the other.
Yay for the good news, Dana.
Yay for bellinis too.
And Sparky, I want your DH's job. Or at least I want its perqs.
