Even though it was early in the day, Kelly and I were fortunate enough to have a Gay Spiderman viewing. I tried to get Gay Spiderman's picture with my crappy cell phone camera, but Gay Spiderman's spidey sense must have been tingling (set off by my secret photo efforts no doubt) because he ran away. Kelly and I try, when we see him, to adapt the old Spiderman theme song to Gay Spiderman, but we've only got as far as "Gay Spiderman, Gay Spiderman, does whatever Gay Spiderman can/ Spins his web around bored housewives/ Catches thieves with his thighs/ Look out! Here comes Gay Spiderman!" It's not Cole Porter, but we'll get there. Anyway, when I returned to the gym to work out with my niece, Gay Spiderman was still there and I just about had a heart attack when I saw him talking to Gym Boyfriend. Here they are, standing together:
Argh! That photo sucks! G*ddamn cell phone! I got this photo by standing over by the blue cubbies near the locker rooms and pretending to text. If you look closely, Gym Boyfriend is on the right in a brown shirt and Gay Spiderman is on the left in his usual lifting outfit that consists of sunglasses, black t-shirt (usually with a spider--no joke--on the front), black short-shorts, and black combat boots. Gay Spiderman had better not be trying to recruit Gym Boyfriend to play on his team, that's all I've got to say.
Last night, I went to the clay studio to visit with Dave and Ellen was there glazing bowls for Empty Bowls. Empty Bowls is a charity event that I've participated in in the past. Potters donate their time to make bowls using materials donated by the studio owners. The bowls are handed over to a local charity that holds an event during which restaurants serve soup and bread to people who buy the bowls. The money from the bowl sale goes to a charity that feeds the homeless. That's not a very clear or useful explanation, but if you want to know more, you can read about it on another studio's website.
I joined Ellen and glazed a half-dozen bowls. It's been a long time since I've done any clay work, but it was fun to mess around in the studio.
You can get a tiny little taste of the Japanese influence in pottery by looking at some of the names of the glazes. The vast array of Shino glazes are of Japanese origin, and Toshi is a Japanese name so I assume that the inventor of this particular shade of brown (Toshi brown) was Japanese.
After leaving the studio, I went over to catsit at Kelly's place. Her two new kittens are like night and day. One is named Matty and he is white as a ghost and just as reluctant to show himself. The other is named Lola and she is like a showgirl, fearless and insistent with her demands for attention. In addition to tending to the cats, I watched some bad cable television (Project Runway, that hairdressing show, and the last part of "Battle Puff Pastry" on Iron Chef America) and, having declared this a free day eating-wise, I promptly ate everything in Kelly's house including a big bag of tortilla chips, a tub of red pepper hummus, a third of a box of frosted mini-wheats, a pound of blueberries, and two chocolate bars.
I have a food-slash-cable TV hangover now.
Ugh.
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