It's all a blur. They buried my dad today. Just the idea of dad in a casket, under ground, is kind of... freaking me out.
Yesterday I was at WeHo Gay Pride. Like everyone else I followed the Channing Tatum, Magic Mike, float. Channing Tatum, was dancing, Matt Bomer, wasn't. How do you NOT dance at a gay pride parade, mister Bomer! I followed their float until I got the bagpipes, and the bagpipes people were playing that Irish death march song they play at cops funerals... Christ... I almost lost it.
I tried getting Happy. They lost me when Thom Payne, humped the couch thinking he was fucking Mrs Keebler Elf... ? Normally that would make sense and be funny, but it was like masturbating and not being able to finish. Again, it was a weird day.
I'm just trying to...
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