The Sheena Metal Experience Redux

Hello sweet monkeys of fun, denizens of silly how are we today??? I'm currently entertaining my dear Suzie Q on the Left Coast here and showing her the highs and lows of fun in LA. Yesterday we did a taping of the Chelsea Lately show on E! It's a hyper-ballic slam of current events and tabloid titillation. Yesterday she touched on Gisele, John Mayer and Vince, the 'ShamWow" guy. There was some funny material and decent improv. She's a riot, if not a little rough around the edges. Her roundtable featured dear sweet Diablo Cody of 'Juno' fame and her special guest was Camille Guaty from 'Cupid' a strange show with an uncertain future. The crowd warmer was an amazingly hyper fella who scared you all into clapping, stomping and cheering. Chelsea was nice enough to sign some autographs. I didn't have a copy of her book was hoping to get her to sign a pack of Marlboro Lights. Oh well.

Today we're off to have bfast at the Fountain Coffee Shoppe at the Beverly Hills Hotel and then a hot dog at Pinks. Peaks and Valleys my friends, peaks and valleys. And a little shop in between.

What could round out her experience but a trip to The Sheena Metal Experience broadcast on LA Talk Radio!!!! Suzie and I will be in the studio, me as a guest, S as a patient observer. We had a fantastic show on ST Pat's, why not give us a listen 5-7pm today PST and get yourself Experienced! Listen here.

Melonball Thursday approaches!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Spring. A head.

I love this time of year for so many reasons. First, the desolation of a winter's economy is fading for the restaurant business. Soon Angelenos will flock their intrepid way to the beach to come and sully the view. But that's okay as long as they help restart the local economy. This year was rough but we're all hopeful for a positive change. We can already see signs of Spring in the traffic picking up on the PCH, which is inevitably followed by the sounds of sirens. Slow down people!!!

I love the fact that I can go back to shorts. Yes I know this pisses off the east coast readers. I am most happy when I have the least amount of clothing on. Shorts and a watch are my standard apparel for my day to day activities. I just need to reinstall some pigment in to me so I stop looking like old hazelnut coffee mate nondairy creamer. I was born shirtless and so love getting back to my roots.

I love daffodils. They are all over the Trader Joe's right now and just bring a necessary smack of color to the room or hat or dashboard.

"One needs a splash of color" JBT ( we miss you Doc)

The yellow reminds me of butter and butter is good on everything
except faces. I'll tell you the "Butterface story" another time. It's a
good-un.
I lived in a tiny little cottage on the CT shoreline with Sista
Sal, a cat named
Terra (the terrible) and two different golden retrievers;
one Molly one Malone.
While I was in and out of the cottage to go to acting
gigs, I would leave my
imprint on Sally's yard with perennial gardens,
flower baskets, an ever
increasing vegetable garden and flowering bulbs. I
love working in the yard and
put in sooo many daffodils. They naturalize
which is a horticulturists
expression for spread like a bitch. Each
year the cute bundles became
awkward random patches of yellow. I just wanted
to turn the front lawn into a
bright yellow quilt but evidently the Filling
in Process was too much for the
neighbors. They wanted that lawn mowed and
the bohemian headdress put away for
another year. Philistines.

I lost control of the quote function and I'm not sure how to get back. Such a moron. I especially love that spring is marked with nice weather, pretty flowers and new produce. Three cheers for asparagus, the veg that keeps on giving. Pretty to look at, delicious to eat and a reminder when you pee that it's been around. Ain't it funny how quickly that works?

Spring ahead and enjoy what the season will bring you. Life begins anew and the lessons learned in the winter will guide us to the next. Life is that circle they tell us about never ending or beginning. Hey Doc, we miss you. Happy belated bday!

Portia De Rossi apologizes

Happy Monday!!

Are you shitting me???

Somewhere on the coast of Southern California sits a fish restaurant where the absurd is engaged and sanity frequently 86'd. But in the observations of humanity bits of humor are found.

This is a rare one. The boyfriend eats meat. The girlfriend does not. She doesn't deter the bf from ordering it out. She does require keeping the menu at the table. Not for reference she keeps it, but defense. She puts the menu up on the table as a wall between the two of them so they can eat dinner 'together'. Now and again she peeks around the Great Barrier/Beef to make conversation and flirt. It's reminiscent of Pyramus and Thisbe, n'cest pas?

The Sheena Metal Experience.

Hey there dear readers, I've missed you too.

I'm live on the internet again with my good friend Sheena Metal. Today's topic is how the holidays can affect a person's mood. Seeing as it's ST Patty's Day I feel we'll have a great talk of case studies. Listen here.

You can find me in her archives if you wish to torture yourself further. I am her resident Wacky Waiter.

Aside from this, is anyone else pissed about RuPaul's Drag Race crap show last pm. It's the end of the reality competition's run and the awaited finale is next week so that they could have a review of hit moments show. Let me throw up in my hand and smear it on my face instead of Loreal.

Oy.

Proud Mary - Gay Men's Chorus of Los Angeles

Oh, Hell Yeah!!!!!! I love Tina Turner. I love this number. I love any tribute rendition of this number. Watch and love.