what a difference a year makes!

A year ago today, everything came crashing down around me. It was probably the lowest I've ever, ever been. Ever been released (unfairly, but that's another story) from a job two days before your birthday? And right before Thanksgiving (by a deeply unhappy, vindictive bitch set out to sabotage you? Sorry, sorry, another time.) It sucks. It makes the holidays really suck.

But I'm thankful, this year, for my family, my friends, my new beautiful boss and delightful family of colleagues who have helped me rediscover my confidence. It's probably not healthy for me to carry around this resentment and anger for what happened last year, so I'm going to attempt to stop griping about it. Forget, possibly, but forgive, I don't think so. I know there's a distinction between things that are personal and things that are business, but this was personal. But what do you know? Good triumphs over evil, every time.

"so I said satan farewell - and now I'm all ready to fly!" Patti, who I am sure would agree with me about the benefits of holding a grudge (we're both Italian, after all) will say it better, so take it away, lady!

gq man of the month...

And, to be honest, Man of the Blog, pretty much all the time. Yes, it's Alex Friday!

if you haven't missed me...

Maybe you missed seeing Alex's hunky visage? Feast your eyes, friends, I'm sort of figuring out what to do with this blog. I started it out when I got a job in the arts, but I won't (can't) talk about work details. Confidentiality is the nature of the job. So I could talk about shows I see and stuff, but lots of people do that much better and more eloquently than I do. I was having fun writing the True Blood recaps, but the show's on hiatus now until June. I have started a little blogging side project (I'm just playing around with it, I promise I'll share when I've got something good) and I'm having a blast with it because it has a purpose (that little flame... that lights a fire under your ass... anybody?) and it's fun and I'm having so much fun doing it. This one feels old - even though I really really love posting pictures of Alex. How can that ever get old? But is it a fan blog? Not really.

I called it the spastic starfish after that immortal line in Billy Elliot and because, at the time, I was working for a dance company and trying my hand in dance classes. I no longer work there and I was awful at dancing (spastic starfish, indeed!) so the name is untrue (even though I am still rather a spazz in regular life). So we need a facelift and some new ideas and a new title. Maybe I'll just tell you stories about myself. We'll see. I'm still thinking.