Just Shoot Me

Today I sat for my first real live photo shoot because I am a glamorous movie star.

Not really. I dunno if you remember back a few months ago, but I mentioned about being a part of this guy's portrait project. I can't find the entry. Anyway, it got all postponed, but we finally did it today. I felt like such the celebrity, we were outside the library and he had a big silver thing that shined the sun in my face. I know people were watching me and totally jealous, I just know it.

At one point this one black guy came up and interrupted us as if he couldn't see the giant silver thing and the fact that I'm a VIP, it was weird. Anyway, I thought he was going to ask us to give money to the Democrats or hand us a copy of the Watchtower, but we sent him away and later as I was leaving and the photographer was gone, I passed him again and he wasn't selling anything and he made this dirty comment to me because I'm a sexy model. It was gross.

The photographer is a really nice guy and he was talking to me as he did the thing because I was uptight (because the psychologist stranger told me I'm not comfortable and don't know my self, remember?) and I liked him a lot. He was telling me how he's become friends with some of the other people he's shot for the project and I was like OMG HOW DO I GET HIM TO BE MY FRIEND IF HE'S NOT MY FRIEND I AM A SOCIAL FAILURE!!!! But it didn't work, we're not best friends even though I told him I like his hair. I don't have any friends, maybe I should learn to make more facial expressions.

Anyway he took about 80 billion pictures and one will be his favorite and the one he uses and he'll also e-mail me a bunch of the better ones and I will plaster them all over the internet for all to see, especially Myspace. I'll also link to the website tonight once I'm up on it.

He wants to maybe one day make it into a gallery showing or a book, so I'll be even famouser if that happens and maybe get invited to fabulous party, but for now it's back to being a humble librarian. But anyway, I'm signing autographs so if you want a brush with fame just let me know and I'll leave a comment your blog to show everyone.

Featurette

Holy Sudden Spotlight, Batman! They like me! They for reals like me!

Last week, I listed your favorite blog (this one) on the Best Gay Blogs blogroll because I am vain and require attention. Great. So what's the first thing they do? Well obviously they feature one of my posts on their main page because it is an important piece of gay blogging history! I am such the up and coming writer!

So indulge me and check out my post on their site even though you've already read it here. You should also do it to remind yourself of how cute I look in that picture. I'm the one who doesn't have red hair that's only that way for a role in a play.

I'm also listed on the Newbie of the Week list. "Creative and well written." Didja hear that? I'm creative and well-written. In yo' collective faces!

It's pretty amazing what can happen when you abandon your stupid, insignificant, glib style to write an entry about something that requires a bit of thought. But don't expect it to happen again soon, I got shit ta do!

So anyway, I want to give a big fat hard THANK YOU to Best Gay Blogs for the most blog traffic I've ever had. Keep it up, I'm depending on you guys for my big publishing deal.

I don't care what my teachers say

I'm gonna be a model! Sorta.

Not sorta. For reals. Kinda.

Right, so this Brooklyn artist is doing a portrait project called 365 Portraits where he does a photographic portrait of someone every day for a year. I like his work, it's pretty cool, not that I know the first thing about art. I mean, he tends to make people look attractive, which is a plus. Anyway, I'm gonna be one of his portraits at some point in February.

Obviously, this is my first huge break, and I will soon be the most recognized embodiment of an artist's work since Edie Sedgwick and you will all pay me money to come to your stupid parties and silly premieres and it will be even better because I don't look like a horse-dog like Paris Hilton. So hold on your hats and socks because my whirlwind career as a socialite is taking off!

But if not, at least I get a cool picture or two for my myspace profile and the opportinity to say to someone "No, I cannot hang with you this Saturday for I have a modelling gig." That's really payment enough.