Baptized by fire, enslaved by wonder and impulse, I continue to evolve in what begins my fifth decade. Aging gay party-boy or wizened-by-life-experiences counselor? Probably a little of both. This blog is a perpetual migration of the former to an expanded version of the latter.
I love Jennifer Saunders and Dawn French. In the spirit of Bjorkiness, I thought I'd share this one. I do admit this is how I often feel when I'm in the grocery store. And I do admit I nearly snorted coffee through my nose watching this. Be warned.