the games beginning let the good times roll along

as sandra bernhard rounded the corner of bethune and hudson, her gaze fell upon me. she hit me with her eyes and i punched back as best i could with mine. her wild hair flowed in the wind, free to fly any which way, and i dreamed of the day when my wild hare would be free to wander the streets of new york without secret agents on his tale...or his tail. less than an hour later, i spotted isaac mizrahi in a pink bandana and no socks crossing 6th ave. how is it that people with this elevated * status roam amongst us and how is it that amy sedaris can run a cupcake business and be an actress at the same time? does she have a bunny named paco? is it spring today? how will i know if he really loves me? i say a prayer with every heartbeat. i fall in luv whenever we meet. drrrroggers baaad. tuurrrrkey goood.