It's a testament to my loquaciousness that I've managed to squeeze seven long-winded blog posts out of the subject of my public/semi-public musical indulgences, considering that despite nearly 20 years of effort, any semblance of a viable musical career remains hopelessly lost to me.
When The Cosmopolitan of Las Vegas first opened, and a good chunk of my friends and acquaintances gushed over its restaurants, live entertainment and general vibe, my initial reaction was -- as it is to most new hotel-casino developments in Las Vegas -- simply "meh."
Want a perfectly good excuse to check out the Arts District's newest lounge while supporting a terrific cause? Then you'll want to buy tickets now for the First Friday Las Vegas Summer Fundraiser being held this Thursday, June 23 from 5:30 to 9:30 p.m. at The Lady Silvia.
A friend of mine told me earlier, in regard to this whole reboot/detox thing, that I might live longer, but he'll live happier. While I get what he was trying to say (and it was in jest anyway), it's an invalid argument, for a few reasons.
Man, you know what I haven't had in a while? Capriotti's. So guess what terrific sub was dancing in my head while I was hungry as a mofo today?
Sometimes I envy people who have jobs where their actions are routine or comprising only reaction, like the guy who quality checks the box of cereal coming off the conveyor, or the supermarket cashier who swipes groceries across a UPC scanner.
Hunger can be pretty distracting. I guess this is why "they" are always stressing the importance of good nutrition in educational success for children. Works the same for adults.
I had a doughnut yesterday. It was one of those old-fashioned donuts from Starbucks, all cake-y and cinnamon-y and terrifically accompanying my iced decaf soy mocha. But it was still a doughnut, a 400-calorie, fat-and-cholesterol-rich pastry that I've held up as the antithesis of healthy living for almost three years.
Finally, after a year of development, my 2,500-word cover story on being gay and Jewish in Las Vegas has hit the pages of DAVID Magazine.
I don't often write about other media, but occasionally, I consume a movie, book or comic on which I just have to comment, and hence we have today's quasi-review on X-Men First Class, which debuted in movie theaters this weekend to the tune of $55 million.