First of all, the Empresss of BunnyNation - my beloved Beth (AKA "TrannyBeth" - above) basically live-blogged a dreaded trip to the Gyno's office. Read her post HERE. It is hysterical - with plenty of "cooter"-talk.
Dust Bunny Dwight has started a new series on his blog called "SIRveillance". Basically, he takes pictures of hotties on the sly and posts them on his blog. The hunk above is one of his "victims". Check out Dwight Supremacy HERE.
Howard is a loyal Dust Bunny and a former DavidDust Guest Blogger. Howard is also a fan of American Idol (that's him above with Ace Young), so he has teamed up with top Idol Blogger Rickey over at Rickey.org. Howard recaps each Idol episode, and has his recap posted within 30 minutes after the show ends. That bitch works FAST! For ALL things American Idol related - go to Rickey.org.
Joy, my "Auntie Flame" and the Grand Duchess of BunnyNation, fell last night after a theater trip to Nashville. She's fine, but I have threatened to come to Tennessee and wrap her in bubblewrap if she isn't more careful. Check in with our beloved Joy HERE.
Mama Bunny (my Mother) sent a quick email urging us to keep an eye out for the latest Cadbury Easter Egg Commercial...You may have to watch the Food Network to see it, but try to catch the Cadbury Bunny Auditions commercial. It CRACKS.ME.UP. I love all the wannabe bunnies and I think the commercial only runs for a few weeks before Easter.Like a good Bunny/Son - I tried watching the Food Network, but that shit gets old FAST. I even tried to find the commercial on YouTube, but all I could find was the old one with the pink bunny laying eggs. If anyone finds the new commercial, please send me the link.
Finally, I posted my interview with artist Rona Green yesterday - read it HERE. And don't forget - you have the opportunity to win the piece of art below - worth more that $350. All you have to do is email me a REAL picture of yourself. Bonus points if the picture includes bunnies or is taken at Arby's.
My Weekend in NYC - By Dust Bunny Howard
After months of trying to plan a trip to NYC to attend a Broadway show and stalk handsome men. So it all started with me driving through a snow storm to my sister’s in New Jersey, and taking the train into the city to catch the Friday night show of ‘Grease,’ now staring Ace Young as Kenickie. Let me just say that seeing him in tight jeans and a wifebeater posing on top of the spinning car is worth the price of admission. So much so I made it to the matinee show on Saturday, too.
After the shows, I also got to speak with Ace outside the stage door. I have stalked him enough he even recognizes me [I have yet to receive a court order, so all must be good] He is an incredibly kind and generous guy, and utterly gorgeous. Despite the cold and at times snowy weather, he made sure to see all the fans who were waiting, and make a special effort for those I was with.
While that might be enough for one weekend, I had more plans. I had emailed David Dust and said I would be in town, can we meet up? So indeed we did. Something David and I discovered before was that we both worked in the same building, albeit in different decades. I worked at an off-Broadway theater in the early 80s, struggling to get by on meager wages. In passing, David told me that very same building is where he manages a restaurant, as the theater had closed in the 90s.
So I made my way downtown, fresh from stalking Ace, and when I got out of the subway, I looked over and there it was. Many memories flew into my head, many of them good. I glanced around, not having been back to this area in a long time. I crossed the street and walked in. So very different inside, but hints of what used to be. What used to be dressing rooms are now offices for the owners. The stage manager’s booth is now the home of a DJ. The stage area is now a bar – although I will admit to having had several adult beverages in that particular area, but that might be better left to other stories.
But it was also my first chance to meet David, our illustrious blogger. He greeted me with a hug and a kiss, and we sat down and started chatting. Funny, it was as if we were longtime friends, giggling and telling stories. He had me laughing from start to finish of the evening. We talked about the space, our lives, and the bars/clubs we had known. I asked about Marie’s Crisis, an old piano bar in the Village I had been known to frequent. Back in the mid 80s, all the Broadway chorus girls and boys would come down to Marie’s after their shows, and the piano would start with the show tunes, and it was the best sounding piano bar ever! There was Rochelle, a waitress, who would break out her schtick, riding solo on Peter Pan’s ‘I’m Flying’, hanging off the bar. And the bartender, known as Fluffy, who would be generous with the drinks for those he liked.
Well, David and I finished a great meal, and made our way to Marie’s. There was no Rochelle, nor was Fluffy there, but David was there to make me laugh more, and we had far too much to drink as the place filled up and the crowd sang along. However, soon it was time to return to New Jersey – talk about feeling like Cinderella at the stroke of midnight, so we headed uptown, dropping me off at Penn Station. I managed my way to the train, and eventually to a cab to get me to my sister’s house. Eventually, I woke up and made my way back to Delaware, with plenty of new memories of NYC. Careful, Mr Dust, I will return. Ask Ace, I’ve been stalking him for 3 years now!
