HELL ever posessed me to take a nap this evening after waking up well past noon this afternoon? All I can say is that the human body works in mysterious ways. I write my blog as I wait for the mountain dew to sink in and then I, caffenated, shall venture into the world of intense paper-writing.
Yesterday I rented two DVDs, both of which I found quite satisfying: the L-Word was quite more amazing than I thought it would be. There is one character that I would like to, in part, identify with. Bette is the curator in a small museum outside of LA (the C.A.C.). My favorite episode (of the initial four that I have already seen) portrays her experiences trying to change the image of the museum she works for. Apparently, she had been recently hired just for this purpose. After fearlessly trying to propose the pornographic ‘Provocations’ exhibit to the (conservative) board of directors/trustees and being shot down before she could get through the first half of her presentation (in lieu of the normal "Impressionists in Winter" exhibit that also makes ME want to gag), Bette continues to pursue her original idea, undermining her boss’s authority. After missing a meeting with the philanthropist Peggy Peabody, Bette pursues Peggy by driving to Santa Monica, being mistaken for an art dealer by the wealthy and assuming woman, is invited to the Peabody penthouse, where her she reveals her identity to Peggy and engages her with some answers to questions about lesbians (we don’t really know how to take it when at first, Peggy calls her the "Lesbian Curator" in a flat and unamused tone. Bette tells Peggy she’s a "has-bian" after Peggy tries to relate to Bette by revealing she was a lesbian in 1974)… Over drinks, the two women bond - they begin talking about a photographer who was working in the 1980s who they both LOVE… I love it when Peggy tells Bette, "Don’t be a PUSSY: what is your favorite work by this photographer?". It so happens that Peggy has just bought a seven foot tall print by this woman photographer. When she reveals it to Bette, Bette is completely sensually overwhelmed: tears come to her eyes, she falls to her knees, she faints. I believe this is an experience that most art historians can only dream of having. I know I do… I always thought it would happen in Rome, but now I’m not so sure. We’ll have to see…
The other DVD, in case you’re wondering was the first episodes of the british TV show, "coupling". This was also very funny and weird, and I found myself laughing out loud some of the time (which is rare with me and only happens with Conan O’Brian usually), so that was good. I really spent the entire evening (from 8:30 to about 5 am this morning) watching all these TV shows and now I’m screwed! I always plan on seeing just one of the shows, get hooked, and can’t stop watching…
On that note, I really should try to get some work done. It’s after midnight, but I guess considering my current sleep situation that doesn’t mean much. Good night, and watch the L-Word! It’s amazing!
PS. Dude, i did NOT realize until just now that Bette is played by none other than Jennifer Beals of Flashdance. I thought she looked familiar. 
