And now for something completely different

Sorry for yesterday's self-pity post. In a variety of ways, the last couple of weeks have sucked. But as the philosopher says, what doesn't kill us, leaves us in agonizing, soul-crushing pain, screaming for death's sweet embrace.

Anyhoo.

Despite my general bad mood and The Blizzard of Aught Six, I saw two shows this weekend. Well, in point of fact, I had to review them, so I couldn't bail, which is what I really, really wanted to do.

So, the shows were Edenville and Kiss and Cry. Both were good shows (and full of eye candy). Edenville has one of the guys from Dante's Cove, a gay soap opera/supernatural thriller/mini-series thing that was on the Here! on demand channel. The guy was way cuter in person.

Anyway, I think Kiss and Cry was the better show, but both of them were worth checking out. Especially since the tickets are reasonably priced.

Last night I attended WYSIWYG's Worst. Sex. Ever. show which was marvelous, as usual. I'll write a little more about it once I dig out from under the pile of work (and two theatre reviews) that I have to do, but I will leave you with these topics that were covered: underwater cunnilingus performed by Jacques Cousteau; a war between good and evil fought over a vagina; various instances of vomitting on genitalia; and plenty of other stories that make my worst experiences seem okay.

Well, except for the guy I went out with who wanted me to spit in his mouth. That still kind of icks me.

Anyway, more about WYSIWYG later.