Monday, December 29, 2008

Adios, 2008!

A little video I stumbled upon (while searching for Taylor Swift videos, don't judge me!) that I think adequately sums up 2008 for all of us!


Would You Rather?

Ok, I'm bored. So let's play a game!


Have a man that would make coming home to fantastic candlelight dinner every night a reality...

(A la chef dash heart throb Rocco DiSpirito...)
Have a man with impeccable taste that could throw chic cocktail parties and keep your home in the latest fashions...

(A la Oprah's Go-To guy, Nate Berkus...)

Have a man who could spend the weekends (shirtless) keeping your yard meticulously manicured and could also build things, like, with wood and a saw and whatnot..
(A la DIY's Jason Cameron...)

Hm, decisions, decisions...

Do you think that there's anyone out there that embodies all three?

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Happy Holidays from NYC!

Hey ya'll! It's that time. Time for feasting and families. For photos and friggin' caroling.

I'm getting ready to take off to Connecticut to spend the Christmas holiday with my sister and her family, and quickly wanted to send a quick note of love and cheer from Gay New York! Which is a lot like straight New York, but with better accessories. Like Bloomingdale's and figure skating in Central Park.

Anyway, to all of you out in the blogosphere, may you have the happiest of holidays!

Thursday, December 18, 2008



1. Uh, find a baby.

2. Be sure the object you found is indeed a baby by employing classic sniffing techniques.

3. Flatten the baby before beginning the hugging process.

4. The "Paw Slide": Simply slide paws around baby, and prepare for possible close-up.

5. Finally, if a camera is present, you will need to execute the difficult and patented "hug, smile, and lean" to achieve maximum photo quality!

**NOTE: I do not know this baby, nor do I know this dog. This was passed on by my friend Jarett (experience his blogger genius here) and couldn't resist sharing it here! Could you just D-I-E?!?!!?

Forever A Changed Man

Yesterday I posted about my decision to send out my laundry. As you know, I definitely had mixed feelings about it...

Does sending out make me lazy?

Does it make me spoiled?

No, it makes me less stressed for Time. Well, at least that was my justification.

As a quick follow-up... I got my laundry back last night at 5:30 pm (right on schedule!) and I swear to you... I am NEVER doing laundry again!

All of my wash was meticulously folded. It was like they stopped by American Eagle and had one of their stock boys board-fold it all before bringing it back to me! (All of you who have worked retail know exactly what I mean when I say "board-folded", right?)

To top it off, all of my socks were paired up, and they did that nifty little sock roll thing so that the pairs wouldn't fall apart! I HATE ROLLING MY SOCKS! So I was real happy they did it for me :)

I think it's safe to say that my life has been changed. Never again will I stew over having enough quarters (also known as "Jew Gold" in my apartment... my roomies are Jewish so I'm allowed to say that!), having detergent and softener, the dryer actually getting everything dry in one cycle (a novel concept), and most importantly making the time to do something that I absolutely despise!

I highly recommend you look into laundry service -- it's the best thing since getting stoned and going to The Outback!

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Not Cancelling Plans? Priceless.

I've officially become one of those people...

I've always done my own laundry. Well, nearly always. I'll admit that during my first week in college I had to call my mom so that she could explain to me how the process worked. Which one was first? Which one did soap go into? Did the little sheet go in the one with all the water? Wait, you have to separate white clothes and colored clothes? Does that mean I should separate my blues from my reds?

Ya, I was a mess. But Mom walked me through the process and since that day, I've always done my own laundry. In Utah, every place that I lived in had laundry either in the apartment itself or in the building. Even here in Manhattan I've lived in buildings with coin-operated laundry facilities in the basement.

But it seems that the act of doing laundry has found a new enemy: TIME.

Seriously, who are you people that have the time to actually DO laundry?

I mean, I guess I used to be one of those people. But it was always scheduled out. On Monday, I'd look at my wardrobe and think "Ok, I can wear those tomorrow and then do laundry tomorrow night..." And then when friends would say "hey, let's grab dinner" I'd come back with "oh, I can't -- it's laundry night!"

But in recent months, by the time I'm getting to Monday and am analyzing the remnants of my formerly vast wardrobe (another big issue) I've already committed to things every night of the week! Monday was dodgeball, Tuesday was dance. Wednesday I promised someone I'd join them at a social event, Thursday is a date. Friday.... and so it goes and goes and goes.

Over the past few months, I've played hookie on friends. It would get to the point where I was literally out of things to put on my body, so I would inevitably cancel something to make it happen.

And I hate doing that. Like, HATE doing that.

So. I've surrendered. I am now officially someone who has his laundry picked up in the morning, and will have it dropped back off to me, clean, when I get home from work.

Yes, it's more costly than just doing laundry. But I've decided that my time and my life is worth way more than the $15 it costs to have someone else take care of washing my underwear.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

First Sight?

I had a dream last night.

I was in Connecticut watching my nephew. We were outside playing with a ball, and some way or another it got away from us. It went across the street, so I told my nephew to stay put and ran to go get it. As I was crossing back, he started to come out into the street.

I yelled at him and ran to grab him. He wasn't in any dangers -- there were no vehicles in sight. But, as I do when someone I love is entering dangerous territory, I freaked out. I picked him up and held him as tight as I could... "Don't you EVER do that again! Why didn't you listen to me?"

Because I was holding him so tightly, it took me a minute to realize he was a lot smaller than I'm used to. It took me off guard, so I loosened my grip and looked at his face.

It was my nephew. No doubt about it.

Except, it wasn't Jack.

This boy was blonde, just like Jack. His eyes were blue, just like Jack. But he wasn't wearing glasses. And his face had a different shape to it than Jack.

I wonder.... maybe that was nephew #2, scheduled to arrive on Valentine's Day of next year?

Do you think it's possible to "dream" someone before they actually arrive here on earth? I guess we'll see. That little face is stuck in my memory now. So I guess only time will tell if he is that baby waiting to be born.

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Feel Good Movie of the Year?

Last night Paul and I went to see "Slumdog Millionaire"

Let me begin by saying run, don't walk, to go see this film. Amazing.

So at the end I was having some tears because it's such a great story, and I look over at Paul and he looked confused... So I asked how he liked it and his response was "It was kinda slow in the middle...."

I don't get it. That movie kinda put me through it. Like, there wasn't a single moment that I wasn't full on into what was happening on screen. Every line, every nuance. I was so in it that I really couldn't stop thinking about it last night. I kept playing it over and over in my head -- which made me start to wonder why I felt so good about the movie.

Not like "was it really that amazing?" because it was... but more like "was it really that much of a feel good storyline?"

Here's the deal. You gotta love a love story. Unless you're dead inside.

But all of other aspects of the movie were so intense. I don't want to give too much away, but there's a lot of story that takes place in the slums of Bombay and terrible things happen to these characters that are beyond heart-breaking.

So is it a feel good love story? Or a heart-breaking tale?

I can't decide.

Maybe I'll just have to go see it again! Very, very likely ;)

Thursday, December 4, 2008

Comedic Genius, Part II

What do you get when you cross Margaret Cho, Maya Rudolph, Jack Black, John C Reilly, Allison Janney, Stephanie J Block, Neil Patrick Harris, Kathy Najimy, and numerous other stars of stage and screen... and then cross them with a political agenda?

The Answer: Brilliance.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Comedic Genius

I always forget that JT is actually really funny...

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

A Few Thoughts on Mormons and Prop 8

Last Tuesday was a huge day for our country. Our first African-American President has been elected. Change is in the air. But last Tuesday was not all about progress. In fact, for some of us, it was the exact opposite.

The passing of Prop 8 is a move in the wrong direction

A lot of attention and anger has been turned towards The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. Otherwise known as Mormons.

I was born and raised in the Mormon Church. I grew up attending services every Sunday. I am also gay. While I no longer affiliate myself with religion in any way, there will always be a part of me that is tied to the Mormon Church. My parents are actively Mormon. My oldest sister is actively Mormon (I think...) So for me, there is no escaping a connection with the organization.

The Mormon church was by far the largest financial donor to the campaign to pass Proposition 8. For those of you that live under a rock and don't know what Prop 8 is, it's the piece of legislation that overturned California's Supreme Court ruling to allow marital rights to same-sex couples. Californians had made a step forward and with one swift vote it was all undone. Because of their involvement in the campaign, there have been protests at the Mormon temples in California and at church headquarters in Salt Lake City. Tonight, New York City is stepping out and protesting at the Mormon temple at Lincoln Center.
An acquaintance of mine is at the forefront of organizing the rally, and asked me to prepare some remarks about my own feelings regarding the church’s involvement. And while it doesn’t look like I’m actually going to get to speak at tonight’s rally (I’m kinda bummed and kinda relieved!) I’d like to leave my thoughts here. I know it’s not a platform like tonight would have been, but it all just needs to be said.

One of the first things you learn growing up as a Mormon are the Articles of Faith. These are the 13 tenants of the church as written at its conception by Joseph Smith.

The 11th Article says: “We claim the privilege of worshipping Almighty God according to the dictates of our own conscience, and allow all men the same privilege; Let them worship how, where, or what they may.”

This is an echo of a right that had already been granted to the young church by the First Amendment: Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or prohibiting the free exercise thereof.

Mormons exact the right to worship and live according to the dictates of their own hearts, and they “claim” to allow the same to all people. Yet if that were true in practice, instead of just in thought, wouldn’t that mean that we should have the right to do whatever our own consciences dictate? Regardless of what they choose to believe the eternal consequences are, is it still not my choice to choose?

Freedom of Religion inherently entails a Freedom from Religion. And the church’s actions exact a non-excusable hypocrisy.

The 12th Article of Faith says: “We believe in being subject to kings, presidents, rulers, and magistrates, in obeying, honoring, and sustaining the law”

Again, something they hold as a tenant of their religion that they are seemingly unable to abide by. The article does NOT say “We believe in subjecting kings, presidents, rulers, and magistrates to obey, honor, and sustain our own moral law”. But by their actions, is this not what they are doing?

The obvious and frequent retort from the church is they are just being part of the democratic process. It is their right to vote however they see fit. And they are not wrong here. It is the inherent right of every American to have their say.

But if they’re going to vote according to the dictates of their religion, shouldn’t they be consistent? The man who founded the religion, Joseph Smith, claimed to receive revelation directly from God himself. These revelations are contained in a book called the Doctrine and Covenants. Section 134 deals with the relationship between the church and government, and it is there that Joseph Smith, acting as the voice of God himself, dictated:

“…we do not believe that human law has a right to interfere in prescribing rules of worship to bind the consciences of men, nor dictate forms for public or private devotion; that the civil magistrate should restrain crime, but never control conscience; should punish bguilt, but never suppress the freedom of the soul.” (D&C 134:4)

“…we do not believe it right to interfere… nor to meddle with or influence them in the least to cause them to be dissatisfied with their situations in this life…” (D&C 134:12)

So stop meddling! Cast your vote – that is your right. But the millions upon millions of dollars that the church has invested in actively working towards this hurtful and unconstitutional legislation? Well, I’m sorry, but that doesn’t feel like the actions of an organization that claims to believe that the law shouldn’t interfere in "private devotion". It certainly is not the action of an organization that believes human law should “never suppress the freedom of the soul”!

I wish I could shake the church by its shoulders and yell “Stop! You’re hurting us!”

You don’t like the way that my love looks? Fine. Don’t come to my wedding. Don’t bring me cookies when my husband and I move in down the street. But don’t tell me that I don’t have the same choice as you do – to attempt to commit my life to someone. Don’t tell me that my relationship is worth less.

If I get married tomorrow, it won’t affect the Mormon population in any way shape or form. We all could go on living our own lives, according to our own hearts, and continue in our individual pursuits of the ever-elusive Happiness guaranteed to us by our country’s Constitution.

But when any organization works against equality we do not get the same result. We get a large population rejected and treated unfairly.

So why is this decision hard?

Equal Rights does not entail embracing our private lives. You don't have to go out and find a new gay best friend.

What it does entail is allowing us the rights and privileges granted to everyone else. Regardless of what your skin looks like. Regardless of your heritage.

Regardless of the one you choose to spend your life with.

Rights are Rights.

And you cannot tell me that who I am is Wrong.

Friday, November 7, 2008


Ladies and Gentlemen, yesterday was my Best Friend's birthday!

The lovely and unbelievably amazing Marcine Lake is celebrating the anniversary of her existence tonight in SLC at the Woodshed, and it kills me that I can't be there to celebrate with her. For reals... if you know Marci then you know why I'm so bummed I can't be there. I LOVE YOU, MARCI!!!

I'm in the process of concocting a plan to convince her to move to New York... Any suggestions?

Last night my boys and I stumbled onto another birthday celebration.

For this guy.

Pretty hot in movies. I am definitely a fan of his work. But in real life?? He kinda looks like this...

Our conversation was short. "Hey, happy birthday" "thanks, man" "glad we ran into each other" "ya dude, good to see you..."

The better conversationalists were guests Alison Pill

and Connor Paolo.

Connor is pretty tiny. I mean, he looks small on Gossip Girl, but in real life he really IS that small. Nice kid though!

yada yada yada

It's Friday. Thank god! I'm so ready to have a nice weekend and to sleep in!!!!

Tonight I'm supposed to be seeing an all male production of "Company" which (for those of you who don't know me that well) is like my all-time favorite musical. I think an all male envisioning of it is ballsy, and I'm curious to see how/if they pull it off...

Tomorrow is my bestie J's bday party. There's a small gathering downtown to celebrate. It's also my friend Cheryl's bday party... so it's going to be a full night of "happy birthday to you! happy birthday to you! happy birthday, dear whoever-i'm-singing-to-at-the-moment... happy birthday to you!"

And Sunday I'm guessing will be filled with a whole lot of nothing. Maybe a movie day? Anyone down?

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Where Were You When...

Last night, after a short familial detour, I was able to meet up with my boys and watch the election coverage. As the numbers rose and our excitement soared, we couldn't help but be blown away by the History we were watching!

Which of course made us all think about the other truly "Historical" things that have happened in our relatively short lifetimes and where we were when they happened. I thought I'd share a few with you...

Space Shuttle Challenger: January 28, 1986

So I was almost 4 when this happened, but I have absolutely no memory of it. Where was I? Who knows... probably playing barbies with my friend Elizabeth...

The Death of Princess Diana: August 31, 1997

We all remember the tragic car accident that ended her life. How could you not?

My dad and I were in Steamboat Springs, Colorado, for a racing event and antique car show. I was really into cars when I was younger, so this was something that my dad and I attempted to make into an annual event. It might have been the only thing that we really related to each other over. Anyway, we would go watch the races, innertube down the Mighty Yampa River, and spend hours searching for our mutually favorite vehicle -- The Cobra!

I believe it was early on Monday morning (could be wrong... might've been a Sunday). My dad was showering and I woke up and turned on the TV. Every channel was running the breaking news: Princess Diana Has Died.

I remember totally breaking down. Like, sobbing out of control. And I remember at the time thinking that it was so strange! She wasn't the princess of my country. Hell, we didn't even have royalty! But for whatever reason, the tragedy of it all really hit home for me.

And I will never forget that morning, watching the news coverage at the Rabbit Ears Motel in Steamboat Springs, Colorado.

The Bombing of WTC: September 11, 2001

I feel bad for people that have birthdays or anniversaries on 9/11. I can't imagine how that day played out for those people. They probably woke up full of excitement and anticipation for parties and presents! And then....

I had just started my Freshman year. It was a Tuesday morning I believe, so I was up very early. Part of my scholarship was contingent upon teaching in the dance department. Every Tuesday I taught a Dance Aerobics Class at 5:45 a.m., and then an Intro to Ballroom Dance Class at 7:00 a.m.
I had just started leading warm-ups for the dance class when the head the Entertainment Bureau came in and interrupted. "An airplane flew into the Twin Towers!"
I remember thinking he'd lost his marbles. We all filed out into the lobby area of the dance center and huddled around the television. We gathered around just in time to watch the plane hit the second tower.
Horror is all that I really remember as I watched. We were instructed to go home. America was under attack.

I didn't live far, so I was able to drive home pretty quickly. I ran inside yelling "Somethings happening!" and woke my boyfriend up. We turned on the TV in our room and climbed back into bed. And that's where we stayed until the towers fell. And for many, many hours after that. He and I had a really big bed, so it wasn't long before our friends started crawling in with us with their boxes of tissues and broken hearts.

I'll never forget being in that bed with those people. Feeling like we all lost something huge, and being so glad that we all had each other. Ugh, I get teary just thinking about it! lol

The Presidential Election: November 4, 2008

And then there's last night.

After a short familial detour, I went over to watch election coverage with my boys. We played games and watched the coverage, our excitement and hopes getting higher and higher as the night progressed.

And then there was this moment.

And that's when I started to cry and scream and cheer!

I cried and screamed and cheered with all of the people in Chicago, all of the people in Times Square, all of the people out on the streets of NYC (from the window, of course...), and all of the people in our country who had just given a HUGE sigh of relief because we knwe what had just happened was absolutely unbelievable. America was going to be ok!

I immediately updated my FaceBook status. Because that's the natural first impulse, right? Almost every single person that I'm connected to on there had similar statuses: "Yes we can, and Yes we did!" "I'm so proud to be an American!"

It's really an amazing thing, and John McCain even mentioned it in his concession speech (which I thought was good except for the part where he tried to make himself a martyr...) He said something to the effect of him "respecting" Obama for awakening a generation that up until this point had been indifferent and nonchalant in their role in government because they had never felt like what they had to say mattered. Which is true!

Want proof?


So, where were you back in 1986 when the shuttle didn't make it? Where were you when you got word that Di had passed?

Where were you last night when our generation made history?

Write it down, and always remember. Because one day, not too far away, our kids are going to be reading about this in their history classes. Our kids will want to know where we were and how we were feeling.

I, for one, can't wait :)

I'm Not Moving to Italy!

Well kids, last night cinched it -- I'm not moving to Italy!

It was my fear that those middle states that the rest of us would like to pretend don't exist would have enough pull to elect GWB again (in the form of McCain, obviously) If that had happened, I would be booking airfare and finding away to make living abroad a real possibility. For the next eight years at least. You only think that I'm kidding...

But last night, we got it right!

This man is our next President of the United States!

I'm not very "politically savvy". I mean, I can hold my own in an issues debate, but I don't have the kind of passion or thorough knowledge that my dear friend Doug or my dad has. But I know watching President Obama that this is right. This is Hope. This is Change.

This is the future!

I couldn't be happier. I couldn't be more hopeful. I couldn't be more nervous for all of the challenges still to come to get our country out of the steaming pile of you-know-what we're currently sitting in. I couldn't have more faith that this is the right person of the job to do it.

Happy First Day of a New America, Everyone!

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Not Just Another Day

After what seems like an endless campaign and race for the Presidency, it's really truly about to be over! I'm so excited. And a little bit nervous, should the country not make the right decision about who our next presidential team should be.

But I've done the most that I can do. I got my ass up early and voted!

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

I have no Doubt

Can we talk for a minute about how FREAKING EXCITED I am for this movie??!!!??!

Meryl? Amy? Phillip Seymour Hoffman?

Are you kidding?! It's going to be Ah.Mayzing!

Monday, October 27, 2008

With a Z!

When Gypsy revived on Broadway, a friend of mine told me that the only reason he went to see it was because Patti LuPone was starring and he didn't want to miss that piece of Theatrical History...

And he was right -- seeing her live in the role of "Mama Rose" was truly a once in a lifetime performance that we absolutely could not have missed!

Well the first two weeks of December are bringing another iconic leading lady back to the Broadway Stage -- Liza Minelli!

Now, I'm fully aware that the woman is twelve shades of batshit crazy...

And more often than not she is standing in the spotlight as the butt of the joke...

But it's Liza. L-I-Z-A! I am pretty sure that it will be the only chance I have in my lifetime to buy a ticket and see this legend perform live in concert. And that is something that I absolutely will not be missing!
There are many that would say to me..."really? you're spending money on that? wow, what a loser" or "wow, how gay of you"...
And I get it. She falls into the same category as Judy, Joan, and Bette. She's someone that the young gays don't exactly flock to... And while I'm aware that I'm much younger than the majority of her fan base, I can appreciate why they exist. And I can't say anything too bad about those middle-aged queens because, let's be honest, I've been heading that direction since my first viewing of "The Wizard of Oz"... It's only a matter of time before we're all gaying out over a limited engagement concert featuring Idina or Sutton or Kristen or Lea, right??? Ya, that's right... my fandom is on a first name basis... deal with it.
And I'll be there at those concerts too. You can count on it!
But until then?

I'll be holding my breath for her to perform this classic...

I will die. D-I-E!

Who wants to go with me?!?!?

Friday, October 24, 2008

Tuesday, October 14, 2008


I'm not much of a "let's go out dancing" kind of person. Hence, I'm not really into Dance Anthems. Like, you won't find any Pussycat Dolls or techno remixes on my iPod. And up until last weekend, you wouldn't find any Beyonce or Britney Spears either...

Then both of these two lovely ladies put out new music -- that I kind of love.

First, because I love her more of the two, is Miss Beyonce.

Honestly, upon first listen, I didn't love "Single Ladies". And then I saw the music video. It was love at first booty shake. It's a simplistic video -- B and two dancers, who are both phenom yet still can't manage to steal her spotlight (like the could... guffaw!)

The dancing in the video is a sort of contemporary-afro-pop inspired boogie that kinda looks odd -- but seriously ya'll, I don't know ANYONE who can move like that. And I know a lot of dancers!

She leaps off of invisible walls!
She gives us Broken Doll!

Her dancers give us LEGS FOR DAYS! I mean, how often do you see actual dance technique in music videos? Not often...

So the whole video is like one continuous shot. And at the end -- close up on B, panting, like she really just sang and dances for four minutes straight. Maybe it's just me, but I think it gives such a stunning edge to this woman's talent. Most of these pop starlet music videos are plastic silicon filled monstrosities. Beyonce is all real. All woman. All Talent.

Britney Spears also made headlines when her song "Womanizer" jumped the Billboards from No. 96 to No. 1

I'm sure there are many out there, like myself, who didn't think she could make a comeback after all the Crazy that has been the last few years... but I love this song. F'reals woke up this morning with it in my head...

The video for Brit's "Womanizer" debuted last Friday night. I was at a friends with a big group, we were all being rowdy and drinking heavily -- but let me tell you -- the whole world STOPPED when it was time for the video! As someone who's not a huge fan of the crazy popper, I was hugely amused. And what's more shocking? Kinda impressed...

The video is hot. No doubt about it. Yes, her dancing kinda lacks... but I kinda don't care... because I am kinda distracted by the male star of the video (see him there in the background? ya, HOT!)
You know what else is impressive? Driving a car with your black patent S&M-esque clad foot... A party trick she picked up from a cellie during one of many rehab stints perhaps?
So yes, the video/song is fantastic. A little ridiculous? Absolutely. But that's why we love her, right? BJ face and all...

Welcome back, Brit!

Hotties abound at "Twilight"...

NYPost's gossip blogger, Jarett Wieselman, proferred the question the other day:

Which leading man of the upcoming blood-sucker series "Twilight" is hottest?

For real? You want us to choose?!

I mean, clearly there is no contest as to who the front-runner is -- Robert Pattinson! Remember him? He played Cedric Diggory in the Harry Potter films...

Cedric = the hot one that got killed at the end of the fourth installment. Remember?!!?

Anyway, Robert is perfectly cast as the statuesque Edward Cullen for the film. In "Twilight" (which seriously, if you haven't read -- do it!!!) he's constantly described as looking like the living statue of a greek god -- the angular features, the body... ya, it's all there :-) I am expecting GREAT things.

So yes, for me, the obvious choice is Robert Pattison, aka Edward Cullen.

But who are the other men in contest for Hottest Blood-Sucker?

Taylor Lautner, who actually isn't a vampire in the film. He's playing Jacob Black -- a superstitious friend of the leading lady.

Jackson Rathbone, the youngest/most recent addition to the Cullen clan. The "youngest brother" of the vampires, as it were...

Kellan Lutz, in the role of Emmett -- Edward's "bear" of a brother. (He might get my second vote for hottest guy in the film....)

And Cam Gigandet, playing the villain, James.

You decide who you think is hottest, and let me know!

On a side note...

Wanna know who else I am really excited to see in this film?

An actress who I recently fell in love with via CBS's "The Ex List" -- Elizabeth Reaser.

Her part is small. She will be playing Esme, Edward's "Mother". Not totally how I pictured the character upon first reading, but now that I know she's been cast -- I can't even imagine anyone different playing the part!

So ya, I'm dying a little in anticipation of this movie. And you all know how I feel about vampires -- I hate them! One of my top 3 fears!

But this book? This series?

Genius. Pick it up. Read it. Love it.

And then, go see this in November!!!!