I know I promised live recaps for the rest of the season, but I have been asked to work the Magnetic Fields' show at the 9:30 Club tonight. It's hard to turn down making some sandwiches for Stephin Merritt. Sorry.
But it is nice to know that people are reading these things at least. I received an email from my favorite be-stubbled former contestant today and thought I'd share:
i'd rather you not write about me any longer if you don't mind. my press guy sends me clippings and sent me this and i was like "REALLY?" I'm looking to cut negativity from my life and it's hard when it bombards me like that.
If you wanted to share my video with the spirit in which it was produced (bringing light to a gay cause), that would've been appreciated.
your barbs were unnecessary and I didn't even do my own makeup. they're called cheekbones. they create a shadow. get over it. god damn.
Awe. Sorry if the public light offends, and even you have joked about the beard. But in all seriousness, I think you are hilarious, Willam, and I'm vegan and have double reason to hate Chick-fil-a. No hard feelings.