Push the limit. Are you with it? Baby, don't be afraid.

I didn't watch last season of American Idol, except for a few episodes. The few times I saw Adam Lambert perform I wanted to cut my ears off. He needs to be on Broadway performing, not in concert.

So last night the American Music Awards were on. I kept hearing all this hype about Adam Lambert's big performance coming up and they saved it for the finale of the show. I wondered how it'd be so great because he's just some American Idol alum. Aren't they always safe?

Ummm. . . COR-RECT-SHUN. Apparently not all American Idol alum are safe. Apparently some really do have a wild side and know how to step outside of the box. And apparently it's the fagulous ones.

GLAMbert shocked me. He wowed me. He enticed me. I still think his singing is horrible, but his performance was awesome. I absolutely love when it's not only about the singing, but it's also about the performance. Whether it's to prove a point or to shock people or to show you what the true meaning of the song is, I think it shows how much a singer cares about what they are doing when there is an actual SHOW being put on.

I thought it was hilarious and amazing at the same time that on NATIONAL TELEVISION Adam Lambert did the things he did. Yes, it was not family friendly, but ABC should have previewed it first to be sure there wouldn't be a problem.

I love performances that are over-the-top, shocking and exciting. That's the whole point of the entertainment industry, right? I agree it was daring and vulgar, but I also think it was brilliant.

Is That a Rainbow in the Sky?

My boys are back in town!! Two of my favorite girlfriends will be back in town this weekend. Lovah and KiKi will be gracing the town with their presence. Lovah for a full week, which means I'll be sleep deprived and full of alcohol. KiKi for the weekend which means a FABULOUS time at Happy Hour this Friday! Note to self: Plan outfit accordingly.

Oh, a girl and her gays. Watch out world.

"I love two things- bulldogs and gay men."

This quote basically sums up my Labor Day. Another amazing day by the pool with Best Friend and beer and laughs with our friends. There is the cutest/fattest bulldog at Best Friend's complex and I made friends with the owners so yesterday they brought their little bundle of joy down to the pool so that I could play with her. Little shmookiewookiecutiepie. Unfortch, I'm extremely allergic to bulldogs I've realized. As soon as I let her all up in my face - why wouldn't I - I got all itchy and sniffly. It may be worth it to live like that forever to have a cute little muffin like that around though!

Anyway, so apparently last time when I made friends with the owners (I'd been drinking way too much at the time) I told them that there were two things I loved in the world and it was bulldogs and gay men. And that is the fierce truth!

I like boys who like boys

This post is here for 2 reasons: to show my appreciation for some of my favorite people, and to get excited for Kathie Griffin tomorrow night!

I have my main gay. He's my favorite and if I never get married, I'd choose him to be my emergency contact person. He'll come over and take care of my cats when I go on my Spinster vacays. Actually, scratch that, we'll probably take Spinster vacays together (however, not to Vegas). We've even shared a man (seperately), which I think is just fagulous!

Anyway, there's another sassafrass that's trying to get on my hag radar. This started about a year ago. Everytime we're out together he totally hollers at me, not in the I-want-you way; in the I-want-you-to-go-shopping-with-me way. He's even invited me to Happy Hour tonight. Watch out Lovah!

Kidding. My Lovah will forever be my main gay-squeeze.

But I do love the boys that love the boys. Maybe it's their pure honesty and bitchiness. Not many people can match me on the 'tude I can give to a complete dousche out at a bar, but the gays totally can.