good times at the good knight.

i have to tell you about last night on the date with my gay boyfriend. he picked me up and took me to a bar to have a cocktail together. we sat down at a table in the middle of the room. he was drinking his "old fashioned" and i was drinking my "grasshopper" and he was telling me about the boy he fucked on monday night and i was discretely checking out a woman at the table next to us when an older man interrupted our conversation. "i have to tell you," he said, towering over us. "the two of you are PERFECT for each other! just perfect!" my gay boyfriend and i both tried hard not to laugh. "you two are one of the most adorable couples i've seen in a long time and you are going to have BEAUTIFUL babies together!" he went on and on about our adorableness as a couple, and when he left, we both burst out laughing until i cried and the woman i had been eyeing started eyeing me and my gay boyfriend noticed and said, "i think she was checking you out." but she was with a woman who seemed to be with her, and hell, she probably thought he was with me. the next time we go out, we are going to have to invest in some t-shirts that read "we're not together" or "i'm not straight" or "he's into boys" and "she's into girls" to clear up ANY confusion. when he goes to gay bars with me, even the lesbian bartenders have thought we're together. if he were straight, and if i wanted to be in a relationship with a man, we would make an interesting couple. i think we look a lot like the parents when they were young from the "back to the future" movie.

some minor setbacks with the poetry book. the jpg size for the cover has to be re-sized for the printing specifications and i had to place a hold on the book over the weekend until agatha can send it back to me. or else people would order the book and the cover would be partially cut off! how tragic. i will have it officially out on the interwebs by monday. after that i need to find out how to make the book available on amazon dot com, take copies to bookstores, and send a promo piece to the "austin chronicle." more work than i want to do for a little book of poetry. the perks about being picked up by a major publishing company are that you never have to deal with the cover design, the printing, or the marketing, but the perks about self publishing are that you have complete creative control and freedom. looking back on the experience, i would have liked to have included some images of my poetry written on napkins or paper with cool ink, and included more visual art in the book, such as drawings and paintings. i guess i can do that in my next book of poetry. this book has black and white snapshots of the city woven throughout the text.

some other art news. it looks like my vision of having an art show with several awesome artists i love has a strong chance of being manifested in the real world. the one i approached is very interested and speaking with her two friends who will probably also be interested in this, she said. if signs point to YES, it would be an all-woman panel of 4, twenty- and thirty-something, feminist, queer painters. i'm the dilettante in the mix. like i've written before, i'm good at starting new projects and bad at completing them. i need someone to handle the nitty gritty details of my life while i concentrate on, you know, making the art. i wish i had someone to figure out where to have the show, how we would finance the libations and d.j., how we would publicize the show, etc. but it would be memorable to put on a huge, grand production with a beautiful blend of minds and talent. so. out with the poetry book and on with the paintings, is it?

until next time, have a wonderful weekend.