I’m off to Paris and London for a week. I’m happy to get out of town for a while, see some cool museums, eat some good food (well, in Paris anyway), see friends in the UK and go to some of my favorite clubs and stores.

I went out last night to the Castro for the annual Halloween bacchanalia, which was kinda fun and kinda sad at the same time. After leaving we went to The Stud for their mix up and then, predictably, ended up at The End Up, finally arriving home at what is for me an early time, 4:00 AM. I must be getting old if I can’t stay out until 6:00 AM any longer.

I can see all the way to Oakland. This is the view tonight. Now you see why I hate it so much when it’s foggy!

Thanks..

Thanks Kos…

I know many of you will be surprised to learn that my undergraduate minor was Environmental Science. I’ve always had a keen interest in ecology and being raised on a ranch only served to increase my interest in native plants, animals and grasses.

So I was happy today to meet with a guy who is involved in native restoration efforts here in San Francisco. He hooked me up with a sweet native plants nursery here and gave me two native plants which I’m going to plant on the slope behind out house as a first step towards eventually converting the entire slope back to a California coastal dunes environment. In addition I’m volunteering at a local park where I’ll be ripping out non-native plants, fighting eucalyptus trees and planting native plants.

See - I’m not all about “glitz and glamour.” There is a little more substance to me than meets the eye.

Andre’ Boisclair is running to head the Parti Quebecois in Quebec. He’s cute, he’s gay and he uses drugs, especially cocaine.

Evidently in Quebec this doesn’t disqualify one from running for office, indeed since it was announced Andre’ has gained 11 points in the most recent poll.

According to the New York Times it all began with a:

… published report about Mr. Boisclair’s lively night life in Quebec City - complete with excessive drinking and cocaine use - while serving in the provincial cabinet in the 1990’s. The article described “wild weekends at the end of which you can’t recall where you left your rented car”

Now that’s some crazy shit. I too have had many wild nights, filled with “excessive drinking and cocaine use” and after which I couldn’t remember where I left my rented car.

Again, according to the New York Times:

In an interview, Mr. Boisclair said he could not fully explain his bump in the polls. “I think people appreciated my honesty,” he said. “That said, I never had a drug problem. I used drugs but I never had a problem with dependence.”

Me too. I think that I’ve found myself a new boyfriend and a candidate I can support wholeheartedly! Vive la Quebec Parti!!

I Hears Ya Massa!!

Today Maryland Lt. Governor Michael Steele (R) announced he’s running for the US Senate.

It’s sad in a way. The GOP has NO black members in Congress. Their last House negro, JC Watts, gave up his seat in 2002 so since then the Republicans have had to use one of their occasional Hispanic members (the Cubans, you know, the good ones) to represent diversity and show they’re not all a bunch of rednecks. So in a way, because I’m human and I do feel for them, I hope they can elect some sort of negro to the Congress.

Less than a week before I leave for Paris and London and I’m in the midst of calls with New York on the formation of my new business. I’m not going to spill the beans just yet… I’ll leave that for another day. But suffice to say I’m setting up a bi-coastal business operation that’s going to revolutionize the art of going out.

I’m so nauseated by the “outpouring” of affection for former jailbird New York Times reporter Judy Miller. She served a measly 80+ days in jail for writing the Ahmed Chalabi ass-kissing trash she has been writing the past four years? If I had my way she’d still be in jail.

Judy Miller is no martyr, no hero, no defender of the First Amendment. Instead she’s a treacherous example of what happens when a journalist loses their objectivity because they’ve gotten too close to their sources.

For years Miller spewed out the Bush administration’s justifications for the war in Iraq. She swallowed neo-conservative lies, hook, line and sinker. She put the greatest newspaper in the world, the New York Times, at risk and furthermore she willfully ignored the truth about what she was reporting because she became so enamored of the people she was supposed to be reporting on in the first place! For this she’s being feted and lauded all over the world?

The only shameful thing about this whole sad situation is Judy Miller’s conduct and her continuing refusal to be honest about what she knew, from whom she heard it and when she reported it. Before Congress rushes to pass another Terry Schiavo-like law infringing on the proper role of the judiciary in our society it should let the special prosecutor have his say. Miller may be a fine person but she’s lost any scrap of journalistic integrity she once had.