The Move to the Digital Suburbs

As I mentioned previously, I am super in love with my new computer, who I have decided to call Shakwandaleesha -- in honor of another fast-talking black girl from my past.

Yes, my computer is a fast-talking black girl. She's fierce.

ANYWAY...

So I'm online now after work hours, which has led me to Facebook. Now, I was very much anti-facebook. That's just how I am: something "fabulous" comes along, like a new reality tv show or a boy with a perfect smile and amazing body, and I want nothing to do with it/him. I'm just leary of anything being "Must See" or "Must Love" -- I don't take orders well.

Then I spend some time with said show or said boy, and end up finding these completely amazing things about them. Things that are wonderfully imperfect, like Tyra Banks on ANTM or CrazyFlags that said boy doesn't always allow himself to wave... But I digress...

Facebook -- the short version of this story goes like this: I gave in, and now I love it.

What's funny about this? Apparently it was inevitable...

Because I'm white.

BFF passed on this article and I just couldn't help but share! Thanks, Bri! My favorite part of the article:

For a brief period of time, MySpace was the site where everyone kept their profile and managed their friendships. But soon, the service began to attract fake profiles, the wrong kind of white people, and struggling musicians. In real world terms, these three developments would be equivalent to a check cashing store, a TGIFridays, and a housing project. All which strike fear in the hearts of white people.
White people were nervous but had nowhere else to go. Then Facebook came along and offered advanced privacy settings, closed networks, and a clean interface. In respective real world terms, these features are analogous to an apartment or house with a security system/doorman, an alumni dinner, and a homeowners association that protects the aesthetics of the neighborhood. In spite of these advances, some white people still clung to their old MySpace accounts. That was until they learned that Facebook started, like so many things beloved by white people, at Harvard.

I know it's a little bit non-PC, but I think it's brilliant :-)

A few other choice things on the list of Stuff White People Like:

#88 - Having Gay Friends
#51 - Living by the Water
#36 - Breakfast Places
#19 - Traveling

And my favorite, #1 - Coffee!

It's funny, cuz it's TRUE!

If It Looks and Sounds Like a Hate Crime...

...it most certainly is a hate crime.

My sister just sent me an article reviewing a situation that happened with an old acquaintance of mine back in Salt Lake City.

Let me give you the short version:

A well-known drag queen in SLC was attacked in his own home at 6:00 AM. Beaten nearly to death, the thugs sliced his throat with a glass shard, dragged him out to the street, and bashed his head so badly that he has permanently lost all hearing in his right ear.

But Why, Spence???

His next door neighbors were at the tail end of an all-night drunken "July 3rd" Party (I actually wasn't aware the 3rd was a holiday, but whatever) and two of the children from the house went missing (because all of the adults had been getting BLASTED in the driveway since 9:00 PM the night before). The mother went looking for the kids and found them next door. She retrieved her children and left.

10 minutes later five men broke into the house by kicking in doors and bashing in windows, and the end result was the police pulling five men off of two nearly-dead gay men.

The incredibly ridiculous part?

That drag queen I mentioned? The one who is now deaf?

He's the only one in jail, on charges of attempted kidnapping and burglary. Those five men? Those beasts on the delayed attack? No charges. Nothing.

That shiz just ain't right, ya'll...

I know a lot of people think New York City is scary. But I have never NEVER feared for my life here, or worried about being gay-bashed. I feel way safer here than I would in Salt Lake...

New Toy!

Huzzah! It has been far too long since I've had one, and I've been waiting to get one for what seems like forever...

Last night -- I finally got it!

That's right, my new MacBook!

For all of you who seem to know more about Mac's then the rest of the world... Yes. I got the black one.

Last night after work my friend Todd met me down at the Apple Store in SoHo. It's true that the 5th Avenue store is totally closer, but Todd knows me well enough that he advised against it.

Crowds make me angry.

So we got to the store and talked about budget and what not. He was all too excited to dive in and spend my money -- and for that I am truly grateful! When we finally had a specialist start helping us, he had all of these questions, which were worded in ComputerSpeak... which I don't speak. Normally when conversation turns to technology, I'm more like this. But my lovely Todd stood just behind our Specialists peripheral view and very subtly would give me the answers to the questions I was pretending to understand. Brills! And it saved Lord knows how much money!
All in all I was at the store for maybe 35 minutes. Got home and had very little time before I needed to be back downtown for my buddy David's bday bash. That time was enough to get the computer up and running, and sign up for Facebook.

That's right. I gave in.

So anyway, that's my story. I'm totally in love with my new little computer!

And go find me on Facebook! I have no idea how that works but I'm assuming you do... ;-)

Hope ya'll have a great weekend!

[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!