Sir Aaron

Stage management is not exactly mu favorite job, in fact its a bitch of a job and I respect anybody who does it professionally.

Just doing it for a couple of weeks for a playwright I respect who is having a staged reading. Not quite as much of an undertaking as a full fledged production.

The playwright trained at Jaques Lecoq in Paris.

The play, a Gay Fantasia. Should go over well her in San Fran.

So, I admit it, I have been watching way to much Hell’s Kitchen and Kitchen Nightmares on youtube as of late.

Can’t help it. This Chef Gordan Ramsey intrigues the hell out of me. It’s like watching a drill sargeant take on a college dorm (Hell’s Kitchen) or a country club (Kitchen Nightmares). He just cracks me up.

Anyway, I started watching it for the pure fluff entertainment value and started realizing that I’m cooking at home alot more. Been fun.

I’ve gotten much better at swearing like a sailor too!

Okay, I think it is has been a while since I have lost my temper on the current and soon to be celebrated non-president (the one who will continue to spiral and spiral down into the historical hill of the worst president in history land), and well he finally topped himself. All of my years of thick-skinned, dealing with his inadeqacies boiled over tonight into a new-found rage of let’s get that guy! String him up!

He quipped about the “Mission Accomplished” sign as if that was his only failing in that “Failed War That George W. Bush Started On His Own” and then he slightly mumbled on what a bummer it was that they never found WMD’s as if he was cop who had beat a kid to death and was pissed there were no drugs found in his pockets.

And then, in classic asshole form, and what truly set me off, he confronted a question about his response about Hurricane Katrina as if he was a WWF wrestler by saying, “How dare you doubt our response, ask that of the $30,000 people who were plucked off the roofs.”

OK. If you are one of the 30,000 who were “plucked” off a roof several days after all the storm f’d up people’s lives forever, well please stand up. Please stand up! I do believe the historians he is so desperately trying to court these days will quickly discover that nowhere close to that amount of people were ever “plucked” from rooftops several days after the storm.

G. F. U Bush, farewell and may you enjoy your torment in Dante’s inferno!

Gawd forbid your announced “last” press conference on Thursday is as offensive as this one. I shall have to break my silence and rail against you once again.,