Bad Fae rising

Someone’s been a naughty, naughty, naughty little Fae. Just in time for the new year and new season of “Lost Girl,” we get a two-minute glimpse of the Big Bad named Bo. Something tells me this is going to be a fun season. I mean, who doesn’t love the bad girl? Also, as destructive as I’m sure it will be, think of all the hot, sweaty shenanigans Bad Bo and the good doctor can get into without the need to process or check in on each other’s feelings every few seconds. Yeah. Bring on the bad.



p.s. I'll be doing full "Lost Girl" recaps (not those short little SnapCaps) for AfterEllen in two weeks.

My Weekend Thanks

Right, so file this under better late than never. Here comes a flood of very belated, yet very heartfelt Indiegogo fundraising campaign thanks. First, again, thanks, to every single person who donated. I cannot ever truly express my full gratitude to you for your donations and thinking enough of the silly things I write to throw some of your hard-earned cash my way. Almost as belated as the thanks was my actual purchase of a new laptop, which is what this whole thing was about in the first place. But, as you can see, buy one I did. And a new Mac at that. My first Mac. Yeah, I’m one of those people now. Thank you again. To each and every one of you. And also to all of you who stop by to read and chat. You’ll never know truly how thankful I am. What follows is a list of all the names of you amazingly kind and generous folks who donated, as promised as one of my Indiegogo Perks. I’ve abbreviated your names for privacy. Please let me know if you have been left off, I will rectify it immediately. Alternately please let me know if you’d like to be left off, and ditto. Happy weekend, all.

Thanks!

Sally G, Karen W, Stephanie L, Ann M, Saba O, Catherine C, Ann W, Lisa R, Ned M, Jody W, Jen C, Amanda M, Virginie A, C. M, Dana P, Audrey Z, Kristens S, Stephanie H, June T, Megan D, Britt K, Upekha B, Trudy S, Cecilia S, Tracey B, Deborah M, Kel Z, Caitlin D, Jet & Deborah L, Sarah K, Beth E, Katherine M, Daniel J, Tiffany U, Maria D, Cindy S, Catherine B, Jodi K, Jonathan Y, Traci H, Krysti L, Kate C, Leah K, Veronica F, Daemon C, Jessica D, Derek L, Michelle R, Mel I, Elena D, Arron B, D.L.D, Deborah M, Morag G, Carol A, Kate M, Becky A & Bec S, Terrianne M, Linda K, Sally G, Geoffrey S, Susan W, Amanda M, Laurin K, Leanne O, Amy D, Claire H, Becky K, Deborah L, Jaie B, Elle M, Darienne N, Nichola W, Jaime Z, Verena F, Angela N, Morgane V, Megan W, Ying Z, Tish D, Heather D, Bianca S, Melissa B, Mari D, Kathryn M, Vlasta V, Julie K, & Jessica K, Linda O, Laura A, Chen D, Derek L, Kristin M, Peggy J, Mandy N, Louise K, Sarah D, Jasmine H, Jill E, Karly K, Alyssa S, Erin M, Jennifer B, Carol B, J.W, Sally J, Alex B, Sharon T, Joana R, Trish B, April A, Babs P, Stephanie L, Andrea H, Margaret C, Sabrina A, Jaclyn S, Debra S, Helen C, Kari W, Lynda M, Louise C, D. L, Kate L, Laura S, Sarah M, Jolie L, Katherine L, Andrea P, Carol J, J. B, Kendra E, Hannelore A, Marvourneen D, Stacy L, Jennifer R, Sarah W, Tai-En L, Meike H, Erin M, Kittie C, Jennifer H, Danielle T, Vicky S, Sanjuana S, Andrea S, Shelley K, Cindy E, Darla S, Alicia E, Aliza L, Daemon C, Daphne B, Malinda L, Suzanne I, Akosua K, Kerrie B, Tedi E, Keeylyme, Brandi M, Carmen P, Dana R, Lisa S, Calle, Gabrielle, Carol, Bonnie, Char, Tori, Mikki, Pamela, Manivone, Annette, Sara, Liz, Kathleen, C.S., Kate, Selena, Jemma, Peggy, Alice, Marisa, Katherine, Lilian, Amy, Katie, Nancy, Marisa, Liz, Xin, Dana, Marie, Heather, Carla, Rosalind, Alena, Sheila, Alice, Sarah, Ilise, Sarah, Kathryn, Khristen, Donna, Megan, Stephanie, Susan, Kathleen, Dena, Maya, Trash, Darla, Caroline, Kelly, Nat, Hester, Fiona, Lisa, Carol, Khue, Eileen, Carolina, Lois, Christina, Beatriz , JoAnne, Elizabeth, Lisa, Lauren, Celia, Elizabeth, Rhonda, Tammy, Juli, Owen, Tanja, Colleen, Jolaine, MaryAnn, Sophie, Mary, Pamela, Julie, Jessica, Maya, Lise, Akasha, Vibeke, Rhonda, Alice, Michael, Karen, Jeannette, Laura, Suzanne, Lindsay, Eli, Dora, Melisa, Danielle, Kim, Keely, Dorothy, Lorraine, Elena, Daphna, Carol, A, Deanna, Nicole, Erin, Heather, Lorraine, Paula, Christine, Susanne.

p.s. The rest of the perks are coming as we speak. Those getting a Twitter thanks, check my feed today. Those getting personalized thanks, check your inboxes soon. And if you’re expecting a postcard, it’s finally time to start waiting by the mailbox. I should have everything done by the end of January.

Subtext of the season

How these two aren't actually dating each other on this show when they stare at each other like this is one of the great mysteries of the universe. Also, why a show would air its season finale on Christmas Day is one of the other great mysteries of the universe. Really, TNT? Really? Way to make this tired recapper work over the holidays. By the way, read the final Subtext Recap of the season over at AfterEllen.com today tomorrow.

Vacation Vixens: Julie & Jaime

Last day of vacation. But in my mind, I'm going to pretend I'm the lucky bastard at the end of this pool and it is the first day of vacation instead.

All I want is you, kittens

May the spirit of the season wash over you to the joyous strains of tiny toy instruments. Merry Christmas and happy whatever you celebrate.

Vacation Contemplation

Before all the merry, a moment to reflect on what we want as a nation. We want twenty children, all children, to be able to wake up Christmas morning safe in their beds. Let's demand a plan.

Vacation Vixens: Helen & Jessica

Helen Mirren can get it. And is about to get it from Jessica Biel. If you want something, grab it.

Vacation Vixens: Naya & Jumpsuit

I can't stop staring at those two, shiny, bouncing, glorious…cellos. Yeah, cellos. Definitely not the contents of that skin-tight black peekaboo jumpsuit. Just cellos. Or something.

Vacation Vixens: Anna & Zoie

Can I wait for the new season of "Lost Girl?" No, I cannot. Doccubus now, Doccubus forever.

Vacation Vixens: Lena & Piper

Along with the requisite viewing of "Love Actually" each Christmas season, there is a requisite watching of "Imagine Me & You." Because nothing says happy holidays like screaming about wankers and daring people to love you.

Vacation Vixens: Meryl & Hillary

Right, so after a week of weak-ass blogs, I am now going to leave you for a week of vacation. I know, I know. Bad blogger, bad. So I will kick off my week of Vacation Vixens with two awesome women who are even more awesome together. And considering their baseline solo awesome levels, that is no small feat. But here are Hillary and Meryl shooting not just an adorable selfie, but an adorable selfie for a good cause. Gah. Talk amongst yourselves. I need to sit down. A selfless selfie. Happy make the world a better place, Monday to you all. Hillary/Streep 2016.

My Weekend Crushes

The Golden Globes and their nominations are, by and large, a joke. (No "Parks & Rec" and no "Mad Men?") But this year's hosts are pure, 100 percent golden. Happy weekend, all.

Power of two

Well would you look at that. "Glee" doesn't ruin every lesbian thing it touches after all. "The Glee Project" contestant Dani Shay and Ali Stroker announced their relationship via a love song, or make that video, this week. Dani's new video for her single "One" features a mystery lady who turns out to be..drumroll, fellow "The Glee Project" contestant Ali. Ali confirmed the coupling on her official blog. Aw, that's pretty cute. Love and stuff. Shut up, I don't always have to be snarky just because it's my name.

p.s. Don't worry, I still intend to get plenty snarky with the actual "Glee" for, well, you know.

Retta rolls

Funny, pointed and a reminder that if you aren't watching "Parks & Recreation" this season, you are missing the incomparable, classical-music loving Retta. And also some damn fine television.

Dumb ways to blog

Right, so once you hear this song you will not be able to stop humming it for about a month. And, it is also somewhat apropos, because I have unfortunately discovered that my own dumb way to die is to try to work full-time, move someone in, prepare for my mother's impending four - yes, FOUR - week visit and try to write a daily blog. Something has to give, and in this case it is unfortunately the latter. I will do my darndest to post on the regular, but they may not be the longest things you have ever read. But, damn it, if they won't be catchy.

Not Grumpy, Just Monday

Please pardon the lack of a post this fine Monday. Moving was happening, which means writing was not. Please allow Grumpy Cat to turn that (internal) frown upside down. The external one is up to you.

My Weekend Crush

I was going to write about "Glee" today. And I still plan to, oh yes, I still plan to. Because that, that was uncalled for. But instead I felt like writing about something nice today. And, clearly, it has been a long day. But today we celebrate the real expression of "love is love." And that is the first same-sex couples in Washington state to receive their marriage licenses. Aren't they lovely. Isn't it just all so lovely. Also, don't these two look like Betty DeGeneres' long-lost sisters? Next comes the Supreme Court. I'm equal parts excited and nervous about them hearing the Prop. 8 and DOMA cases. May liberty believe in the blind power of love. Happy weekend, all.

Sleeping Warrior awakens

This may be sacrilege, but I am going to discuss another ship on Gayzzoli day. Look, it's a big ocean. Plenty of room for all the ships. And sometimes they might even bump in the night. So, I'm finally all caught up on my "One Upon a Time." And I can honestly say I spent the entire last episode screaming, "KISS HER!" OK, maybe not the entire episode. But what seemed like the vast majority. The other half I spent going, "Wait, is Hook good now? Or bad? Or just there for the gay boys to have something pretty?" But every time Mulan and Aurora interacted? KISS HER! And when Emma and Regina finally reunited as Henry's two mommies? KISS HER! And when Regina didn't get invited to dinner but everyone damn else did? INVITE HER TO DINNER, THEN KISS HER! Now, I can't say I watch this show as religiously as other shows. Sometimes, like recently, two or three weeks stack up. But when I do watch it I certainly enjoy the fantasy and strong female characters. We just won't discuss some of the bad CGI. It'll be our little unspoken secret. That and how terrible at this whole acting thing the kid who plays Henry continues to be.

But, I digress. The reason I am really writing is to discuss what has to be the most unsubtextual subtext I've seen on TV this side of "Rizzoli & Isles." And instead of it being the way Lana Parrilla devours Jennifer Morrison with her eyes, it's every scene written between Mulan and Aurora. First, Aurora begs - yes, actually begs - Mulan to tie her up. Then Mulan promising to give Aurora back her heart. Then Mulan physically penetrating Aurora with said heart. And the dialogue before the heart scene:

Aurora: Have you done this before?
Mulan: No. [thrusts fist into Aurora]

Um. Yeah. I see what you did there, writers. I see. That's the least subtle lesbian sex metaphor since the time Willow and Tara did that spell where they literally drew an enormous "O" around themselves and then, um, achieved said O.

Help, I'm alive

OK, I admit it. I am pretty damn excited about the return of "Girls." Like super excited. Like super duper excited. Like eat cake on the beach at Coney Island excited. But with return subway fare and without a stolen purse. The funny thing about this show is I pretty much hated it at first. My notions were preconceived about youth and entitlement and angst. And they were pretty hard to like in the beginning. Also, come on, none of these New York kids is friends with a single people of color? Really? But, the thing is, for all of our artifices we tiny humans tend to be shockingly alike in ways large and small. And finding oneself, however long that takes, is pretty much something we all fumble through. The heady mix of bravado and confusion that somehow helps us stumble toward adulthood. It's exhilarating and excruciating to watch. And I pretty much love it. Because I too am an individual and I feel how I feel when I feel it and right now it's a Wednesday baby and I'm alive. But, thanks God I'm old enough now to know better than to wear a bright yellow mesh tank top. With age comes at least that much wisdom.

Naya night

In lieu of watching the upcoming episode of “Glee” – which to date I have received approximately 5 million emails and tweets about already because of the preview featuring that Brittany/Sam kiss – I have decided to just let Naya Rivera sing me in a sweet stupor instead. In the spirit of the season, I’ve also made peace with my loss of emotional investment in this show, what with the Version 2.0 Gleeks hogging all the spotlight in an apparent race to alternately annoy and bore me to death. But I am not and will never be bored of the sound of Naya singing to Brittany, me and/or the universe. So please, let the holly jolly take over you. And in self-imposed hiatus from that show I used to really look forward to, but now mostly half watch while I play Drop 7 on my iPhone, here is a little treat. Nothing soothes the savaged Brittana soul better than a gorgeous “Silent Night.” Bram sounds terrible anyway, like something you add to your morning cereal for fiber.




Closer to you

Is to so gay, too gay or just gay enough to post the new Tegan and Sara video on a Monday morning? Fuck it. You know why? Because it’s fabulous. The first time I heard this song I thought, oh, that’s good. But with each listen I become convinced that it’s not just good, not just great, but fucking fantastic. Like, I think this song may be the antidote to the Mondays. It’s deliriously catchy. And delightfully uplifting. Because not only does it make you want to tap your toes, it makes you actually feel lighter on them. Something about the delicious combination of a good hook and bouncy melody mixed with the intoxicating feeling of attraction makes you want to get, well, closer. Happy Monday, and I mean that sincerely.

p.s. Also, who can resist a good 80s middle school party vibe? No one, that’s goddamn who.