[title of show]

I don't even know what to say about this production. I really don't want to get all shmoopy and lame on ya'll and say things like "it really changed the way I look at my life" and "it means so very very much to me" -- cuz that would be lame. Except that it did, and it does. But I'm not going to say it...

So I'm just going to say this. Click on this link and watch the video.

Or better yet -- if you're in New York -- go see the show. There isn't a single thing I'd recommend before it at the moment.

And if you need a more impartial review, who better to ask than the New York Times?

And not that Heidi Blickenstaff would read this... but just in case, I would like to say this:

Dear Heidi --

I'm sorry for the awkward hug and peck on the cheek at the stage door. I realized right after that we've actually only met like twice, and you probably had no idea who I was. I haven't gotten to talk to you nearly as much as Hunter or Susan, so... ya. Sorry 'bout that.

Oh, and you're fierce and you should totally be in my musical once I get the freakin' thing done.

Ok, that's all.

Love,
Spencer

Single Servings!

So, it's been a while now that I've had this idea for a series of recipes all geared for young, single, health-conscious people who don't necessarily have tons of culinary expertise.

People like... well, ME.

I don't know how many of ya'll know this about me, but cooking has become one of my favorite hobbies. When I moved to the East Coast I was seriously overweight, and picking up tips and tricks on how to cook has quite literally saved my life. I've lost nearly 50 pounds since I moved... that's a lot! I watch FoodNetwork religiously and spend a lot of time in my kitchen experimenting and what not... so I've got a lot of recipes that I really want to share!

The best part about the recipes? They are all designed for one person - so no more left-overs turned science experiments in the back of your fridge. After all, wasted food is wasted money!

I didn't go to culinary school. I've never worked in a restaurant.

If I can do it, you can do it!

So if you feel so inclined -- hop on over and take a look at the new site! It's not much right now, but I have many a plan for it ;)

Note from the Editor, aka. Me

Last week I had the pleasure of attending the Opening Night party for [title of show]. I'm a big fan, and getting to attend was quite the privilege. I was there with BFF (of BriTunes notoriety) and if I was star-struck, then he was... well, I don't even know a word for what he was. Let's just say that it's not entirely figurative to say that his head was spinning.

Of the many celebs (I use the term loosely) he was most astounded to see Cheyenne Jackson, of "Xanadu" fame.

Cheyenne is mega-hot. Like, gorgeous and brilliantly talented -- far more than just a pretty face. He was in attendence with his boyfriend, Monty, who I guess he has been with for a really long time.

So my dear friend BriTunes posted something about how he saw Cheyenne there with his "surprisingly ugly boyfriend" aka Monty. And I guess that it sent the theater world into an uproar!

He was accosted with IM's on facebook, and many a mean comment on his blog saying "how dare he!" and that he was such an awful person for saying that.

Really? REALLY?!

Look. I saw Monty, and the man is nowhere near unattractive. He's tall and handsome, and apparently a scientist, which significantly ups the hawt factor. We all know that Monty isn't ugly.

It's like this:

I love Brad Pitt. And if I were ever to get to meet him and Angelina, it's not far fetched for me to refer to her as a "skanky ho". Angelina Jolie is not a skanky ho. She is an unbelievably attractive, smart, and good-hearted person. Hell, she's pretty much the new Mother Teresa.

But she's banging Brad Pitt.

That makes me jealous.

And, getting lost in my longing for her mate, I might refer to her as a "skanky ho" -- something she is most clearly not.

Kind of like how BFF referred to Monty as "surprisingly ugly"... It's sheer jealousy, longing for something unatainable. Something already taken.

So, people -- Get over it.

He's not a mean person. He's a boy with a blog who has a crush.

Is that really really that threatening?

Sheesh...

When I'm Wrong...

When I'm wrong, I say I'm wrong. Whole-heartedly I am not ashamed to admit when my judgement is not, perhaps, 100% correct.

Last night, I told my buddy Steve (or maybe it was Scott... I was a few beers in) that I thought that it was gross that he was attracted to Colin Firth. I believe my exact words were "Speaking of something NOT getting better with age"...

In making my point, I cited his role in "Pride & Prejudice" (which, btw, is like the Best. Movie. Ever.) as his peak, and that since then he has been slowly diminishing into a relic of what once was. I give you Exhibit A:

Then I saw photos from the NY Premiere of "Mamma Mia!" and am now, humbly and whole-heatedly, admitting that I was wrong.

Oh so very, very wrong.

I give you, friends, Exhibit B.

Dear Colin,

Sorry for calling you a "relic". You're still hot and def worthy of 20-Something Gays getting twittery over your appearance.

My bad, dude.

PS! I've gotten emails and what not wanting pictures and details from my recent world travels. Hang in there! They're coming!