The Gay Retiree

I don't know how long my gay friends (and some of our straight ones) have been joking about how when we are at retirement age we will all move in to a gay (straight friendly of course) retirement village somewhere and reminisce over the good old (gay) days.

Now it appears that the very city I'm living in is offering just that! How I love my new city. Don't worry peeps; we're already on the waiting list.

Stay

Stay - that's what I meant to say or do something

But what I never say is stay this time

I really meant to so bad this time

'Cause you can never really tell when somebody

Wants something you want too

Inuck Muck

fF/BF ([formerly] Flatmate/Best Friend) & I went to see 'Inuk2' at the Arts Centre on Saturday, a piece of contemporary dance choreographed by Meryl Tankard, currently Director of the Sydney Dance Company.

We were both really excited about seeing some contemporary Australian dance, however, we were unfortunately bitterly disappointed.

The piece was incoherent, disjointed and frankly, boring.

Personally I think Tankard knew this before the show was even performed, given the gimmicky tricks she threw in such as dancers sliding across huge plastic sheets with water poured all over them. Puh-lease.

Jill Sykes wrote more eloquently about the shows failings than I ever could:

http://www.smh.com.au/news/arts-reviews/inuk2/2008/03/31/1206850753254.html

C'mon Tankard - if you're going to criticise 'So You Think You Can Dance' then at least have something to back up your words with. Michael Clark - please move to Melbourne!

OBF disturbs the peace

OBF (Other Best Friend) came to visit! An added bonus - his new(ish) partner came with him. It was so great to have them here, we explored my new city some and even decided to do a road trip down the coast. Here are some pictures of our gay old time: