Author Archives: Alan Ilagan

Dazzler of the Day: Joe Ulrich

When elected officials have kowtowed and folded beneath the fascist dictators of history, the artist has often been the only one to keep movement toward the morally compassionate, speaking and presenting ideas that challenge and condemn notions of hate, inequality, and injustice. The past few years of living in this country have challenged many of us, as MAGA and the Republican Party have employed ICE and other actions of violence against our own citizens, but with the recent election – an outright condemnation and repudiation of the MAGA movement (even Texas went blue, y’all) I’m hopeful the tide may be turning. It would not have happened without artists like Joe Ulrich pushing against the hatred, even when it proved unpopular and invited attacks. Ulrich’s art is political, as much of art is, even when we think it isn’t, and in this day and age that takes a certain courage and fortitude, one that easily earns him this Dazzler of the Day crowning.

My favorite dazzlers are artists, and when they’re from my own hometown it is extra fulfilling (I was in several classes with his lovely wife Gina). Ulrich is the Amsterdam antidote for certain other politicians from that area, and a ray of hope in a place that doesn’t always vote for its best interests. Better than that, his artistic talent transcends the limited idea of art solely as social statement, standing on its own as moving and powerful testament to the resilience and fortitude of the human spirit, conveyed with detailed form and intentionally executed lines. Check out the artist’s description of one of his most compelling works below.

“While this piece was done earlier this year, the emotional impacts on the victims and their families from this administration’s immigration policies remain and are still deeply relevant. Some of you may find this piece offensive or unsettling. Good. Art is supposed to trigger an emotion. This piece focuses on the hypocritical behavior of those who support an agency hiding behind the facade of law and order bent on an amoral crusade. Their Christo-fascist agenda does not go away after they put money in the coffer or hang up their Sunday dresses. Unjustified violence is never the answer. Let peace prevail. Just like the true, original antifascist is trying to teach you.” – Joe Ulrich

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Felled By A Shot, Soup to Save the Soul

Having reached a certain age, and having heard the horror stories of a certain number of people who fell victim to shingles, I jumped at the chance to get the shingles vaccine series as soon as my primary care system recommended it. I have never had any reaction to any vaccine – including all the COVID and flu shots I’ve gotten over the years – so I didn’t really pay much attention to the warning that came with this series of two shots.

By the time evening rolled around after my first dose, I was feeling fever-y, chilly, achy, and sweaty all at once. Tossing and turning trying to get comfortable, nothing worked until exhaustion put me out deep into the morning. When I went back for the second one, I asked if it would be just as bad. The nurse reassured me that most people only had a bad reaction to the first OR the second, never both. Being the difficult ass I so often like to be, I had to be contrary here too, so when the second night rolled around, the same fucking thing hit me, and hard. I was shivering and shaking because I was so cold, followed minutes later by a sweaty overheating menopausal scene where I couldn’t get out of clothes and bedding fast enough, only to have the trembling and freezing chills come back a minute later. This roller coaster, unmitigated by the Tylenol that was recommended, continued once again well into the morning, and I’m still not sure how I functionally performed at work in the office the next day.

So for this morning, you don’t get a cowboy post until later, because I’m spent and going back to bed. Here’s some split pea soup I made out of a hambone left over from our recent dinner party. Soup soothes the stomach and the soul – something for the booty and the mind at the same time.

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Friday Night Cowboy Fun: Beg For It

Work hard, play harder – such is the mantra of certain cowboys, the ones who go for the gusto in every situation, pushing life to the limit at every turn. They take each day as if it’s their last, and partake of all the joys, pleasures, dangers, risks, and sufferings that any day has in its arsenal. In their passion for making the most of the moment, cowboys throw caution mostly to the wind – then ride that wind like a wild bird of prey – honing in on targets and striking with remarkable alacrity and precision. When their work of a day is done, they let loose and release long into the night. As it’s Friday, this scandalous song from Dixon Dallas gives us the sort of delicious romp that any cowboy would be glad to come upon.

Down in the holler, I was lookin’ for love
Somethin’ I can find just to fix me up
Been a little minute since I had me a time
I only got one thing, on my mind
Then a thick and juicy cutie started walkin’ my way
I said, “Hey, good lookin’, come and make my day“

He was poundin’ me hard ’til the sun came up
Huffin’ and a-puffin’ and-a takin’ it rough
We made a lotta lovin’ with a little bit of pain
Bangin’ that booty, while I’m yellin’ his name
Chokin’ and a-strokin’ ’til I’m tired and sore
I’m gaggin’ on it, daddy got me beggin’ for more

Bet you never thought you’d see the day where I got down on all fours and put a horse saddle on… but I’d lose that bet instantly because let’s be honest – how has it not happened before now? Dixon Dallas take us away…

He said he had to go to work, I wasn’t ready to stop
I went down to the river, I was scopin’ the spot
I met a tall tan hunk with a look in his eyes
And he winked and I’m thinkin’, “That’ll do just fine”
Then he pulled me in the woods and got me out my boots
He looked me up and down and said, “You sure are cute”

He was poundin’ me hard ’til the sun came up
Huffin’ and a-puffin’ and-a takin’ it rough
We made a lotta lovin’ with a little bit of pain
Bangin’ that booty, while I’m yellin’ his name
Chokin’ and a-strokin’ ’til I’m tired and sore
I’m gaggin’ on it, daddy got me beggin’ for more
He left me with a kiss, I headed out to the bar
Drinkin’ and a-laughin’, dancin’ under the stars
A tasty lookin’ snack came and took my hand
He said, “Hey there, baby, let me be your man”
I thought about it, then I said, “Hell, why not?”
We stumbled out the door, I guess I’ll give it a shot

Cowboys don’t always name or label the fun they have – they simply have it. That’s an ideal lesson for a Virgo like myself to learn – sometimes the best things in life cannot be planned or plotted – they simply happen if you let them happen. The older I get, the better I am about letting go, even when no one else thinks I can. In the past I might have bothered to correct them – now, it’s enough to let them be in the wrong and allow myself the truth in which to revel. All right, enough semi-serious shit for a Friday night post. Come back tomorrow for the fringe, if you know what I mean…

Well you can take me where you wanna, baby, put it in drive
I don’t care where we go, I’m just along for the ride
I got a fever for the flavor, give me spicy and sweet
I’m craving you, baby, make it rain on me

He was poundin’ me hard ’til the sun came up
Huffin’ and a-puffin’ and-a takin’ it rough
We made a lotta lovin’ with a little bit of pain
Poppin’ that bussy like bang bang bang
He was poundin’ me hard ’til the sun came up
Huffin’ and a-puffin’ and-a takin’ it rough
We made a lotta lovin’ with a little bit of pain
Bangin’ that booty, while I’m yellin’ his name
Chokin’ and a-strokin’ ’til I’m tired and sore
I’m gaggin’ on it, daddy got me beggin’ for more

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November Brilliance, Reprise

While the red-leaved Japanese maple got all the glory this morning, this afternoon belongs to the coral bark Japanese maple, which offsets the red bark of its younger branches with this bright display of canary-hued foliage. It speaks its beauty without need for further words.

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November Brilliance, Afternoon Sunlight

Sunlight through the leaves of a Japanese maple tree is one of my favorite sights – recompense for the early darkness of the day and the turn of fall that leads us irrevocably into winter. Making peace with this time of the year is easier when this kind of beauty sees the leaves off for the season. That doesn’t make it any more fun – the sun gives us happiness and life and warmth, and I am loathe to bid even a few minutes of its brilliance goodbye. That won’t stop it from happening, and so I bend without breaking, like the branches of this maple.

This is a brilliant ending to the day, and I’ll post it first thing in the morning to give us all a lift on a Friday in early November, when hope rides on the wind again, and we need a little inspiration to get us going. The weekend is almost at hand and we’ve earned a celebratory walk of appreciation around the yard.

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A Little Spark of Joy

Little sparks of joy tend to go unnoticed and unappreciated in our quest for greater enjoyment, but I’ve always paused to consider the small jolt of beauty or goodness that one encounters when one slows down and savors the day at hand. Hence this appreciation post for this little yellow flower from a leggy succulent in the local greenhouse. Flopped over and onto the wooden palette on which it resided, the plant was a slightly leggy mess, but it put out these tiny yellow flowers that looked like little suns and stars. Whimsy and sparkle and a welcome reminder that the little things matter as much as the big ones, especially when you take a moment to consider them on their scale, narrowing the focus and putting into shadow the rest of life’s distractions. A mini-moment of meditation and mindfulness in the midst of a greenhouse stroll.

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FAFO: Haley Stevens

Haley Stevens was a Democrat who got trounced in her primary against Abdul El-Sayed, then got all butt-hurt about it and switched to supporting a MAGA Republican endorsed by Trump, Mike Rogers. In Texas, this might have all played out, but people are sick of MAGA, even in Texas, which went blue this week – and El-Sayed whooped Mike’s ass. As for Haley, her selfish antics seemed to have actually aided El-Sayed’s campaign – further proof that the closer one gets to Trump and supporting the MAGA movement, the harder you fall. Everything Trump touches gets destroyed, and they deserve all of it. As appreciation for her efforts in electing Abdul, Haley earns this FAFO Award. Might not have done it without her…

PS – Nice voting hat!

Psst – You guys, I think I found Carmen Sandiego…

Scroll down to see one of the best videos I’ve seen in a while – they scatter like rats on a sinking ship.

Previous FAFO Winners:

FAFO – The First Award

FAFO – The Police Union

FAFO – The Free Press

FAFO – The Kansas City Chiefs

FAFO – The Medicaid Recipients

FAFO – The Measles Victims 

FAFO – The Whiskey by Jack

FAFO – The Economy Voters

FAFO – Trump Voter Cynthia & Her Family

FAFO – Janet Correa

FAFO – Chris Landry

FAFO: MAGA

FAFO: Elise Stefanik

FAFO: Peace Voters

FAFO: 2nd Amendment Voters

FAFO: These 7 House Democrats

FAFO: Jill Zarin

FAFO: Wayne DeMario

FAFO: Trump-Voting Car Drivers

FAFO: Pam Bondi

FAFO: Viktor Orban

FAFO: Taste of Italy

FAFO – Gernot Döllner

FAFO – A Round-Up

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The Simple Autumn Dinner Party

Fall brings dark early, and once the sun goes down the temperatures plummet almost instantly. It’s cozy time, and the best way to welcome a small gathering of dinner guests is with a mug of warm mulled cider from the state that knows its apples. For the guests, I added some whiskey and rum and orange liqueur – I kept it to plain cider for my mug. On the sound system were the groovy vibes of the Flying Mojito Bros. Press play below and groove with us for a bit – it was all good company, and that’s the not-so-secret ingredient in the best dinner parties.

Fall brings us back to intimate dinner party gatherings – never more than can fit at our dining room table (ok, maybe one or two more on special occasions, but that means I have to slide into an unmatched chair, and you know how that irks a Virgo). It’s worth it for the friends we have. This is how we get through the darker months – good friends, good food and good grooves. I even lit a candelabra near the front entryway to light the way.

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Dazzler of the Day: Jude Bellingham

Jude Bellingham takes his turn filling out the famed Calvin Klein briefs and seems remarkably up to the task. Along with his impressive performances on the soccer field, this latest underwear modeling gig solidifies his crowning as Dazzler of the Day. The world requires more prettiness and Bellingham is admirable for supplying it.

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Bluer Than Blue

Cowboys have their fair share of heartbreak, providing plenty of fodder for songs that speak to the human experience. Some songs manage to combine the saddest of predicaments with the most joyful of tunes. That juxtaposition still thrills me, even when the thrill is gone. Check out this dastardly ditty by Sweet Megg, and then check out the rest of her repertoire – it goes wonderfully well with this Fall of the Cowboy.

Oh why did I trust you
I’m losing my mind
I should have seen through you
I must have been blind

I tried to be honest
I tried to be true
But what good did it do me
I’m bluer than blue

You left me to worry
You let me do pain
But still I’m not sorry
You know I’d do it again

It’s giving the same sort of gleefully-woeful lost love song vibe as some of Patsy Cline’s seminal work. Singing through the heartbreak is how the cowboy heals their wounds – well, maybe not singing so much as listening and hearing after the fall. And for those of us who have fallen before, no matter how long ago it might have been, a song and its primal attempt to reconcile what happened will always tug at the heart.

I told you I loved you
What good did it do
When you’re on my mind dear
I’m bluer than blue

I weep on my pillow
Then I walk the floor
I worry my heart out
Then worry some more

When you have a blue day or night, just hearing that someone else has gone through it, and put it to song and musical contemplation, eases the burden a bit – the way a shared heaviness disperses slightly when more people take up the weight. One of the most comforting thoughts on earth: we’re all in this together. The mess, the sadness, the loveliness…

It’s driving me crazy
This memory of you
I’ve got to forget you
I’m bluer than blue

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A FAFO Round-Up

The people of the United States of America roared back for these midterm elections, and we declared the MAGA era over, and riotously repudiated (without an actual Jan. 6 riot) the Trump Administration and the Republican Party that has stood by him. He was most definitely on the ballot and our citizens resoundly said, “Shove that ballroom up your fat ass!”

Here’s a list of notable Republican/Trump-christened candidates who lost, many of whom were in previously-stalwart Republican areas. In the words of N’Sync, baby bye-bye-bye! (Who else did I miss? It was such a Blue-won Bloodbath I lost count…)

  • Susan Collins
  • Cindy Hyde-Smith
  • Mike Rogers
  • Vivek Ramaswamy
  • Lauren Boebert
  • Mike Lawler
  • Virginia Foxx
  • Darline Graham
  • Rick Johnson
  • Ken Paxton
  • Bruce Blakeman
  • Michele Tafoya
  • Greg Abbott
  • Jon Husted (great ass and all)
  • Ashley Hinson
  • Andy Biggs
  • Monica De La Cruz
  • Derrick Van Orden

Previous FAFO Winners:

FAFO – The First Award

FAFO – The Police Union

FAFO – The Free Press

FAFO – The Kansas City Chiefs

FAFO – The Medicaid Recipients

FAFO – The Measles Victims 

FAFO – The Whiskey by Jack

FAFO – The Economy Voters

FAFO – Trump Voter Cynthia & Her Family

FAFO – Janet Correa

FAFO – Chris Landry

FAFO: MAGA

FAFO: Elise Stefanik

FAFO: Peace Voters

FAFO: 2nd Amendment Voters

FAFO: These 7 House Democrats

FAFO: Jill Zarin

FAFO: Wayne DeMario

FAFO: Trump-Voting Car Drivers

FAFO: Pam Bondi

FAFO: Viktor Orban

FAFO: Taste of Italy

FAFO – Gernot Döllner

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Dazzler of the Day: Conor Janda

Gay comedian Conor Janda has been making a splash with his irreverent and hilarious takes on being gay in today’s fractured and woke world – and this world needs to laugh at itself more. He earns this Dazzler of the Day thanks to his work on Kevin Hart’s Funny AF and the New Faces of Comedy Tour. You can find upcoming stand-up stops at his Linktree here.

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The Road of November

This is one of those transitory months that can begin with some lovely days, and then turn viciously cold and cruel. It’s still early enough not to mind it much – and a frigid snap with a stunning sun is actually a welcome jolt. A reminder that winter is indeed coming; I’ve made my peace with it long ago, and I would suggest you do the same. It’s much easier to enjoy a season that will arrive regardless of your wishes than to fight against it every step of the way.

As for the roads that lead through November – be wary and watchful. November begins with seductive beauty – this season especially finds many of our trees in glorious splendor. I’m looking outside our window now and seeing a tall mound of golden fountain grass and its sky-high seed plumes, as well as a fiery red coat for the Chinese dogwood. A climbing hydrangea has turned bright yellow, resplendent against a blue sky, and a pair of mighty oaks is all amber glory in the late afternoon light. I will make a memory of this moment for when the limbs are bare and the snow has come.

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An Amazon Prime Hack, Because F— Them

Has anyone else had issues with Amazon Prime ‘guaranteed’ deliveries running late? We’ve ordered things that were promised to arrive by a certain date (and for which we planned gatherings and other things) and the tracking will say that it’s scheduled to arrive by the end of the promised day, only to get an update around midnight that the package will be delayed, sometimes by several days. Why is anyone paying for Prime when this keeps happening? I know, we should cancel our membership and abide by the moral code of bringing business where it’s valued, but Amazon Prime is a necessary evil in today’s world, and I’m sorry to say I don’t have the luxury to afford bypassing them all the time. That doesn’t mean we have to pay for Prime guaranteed delivery when it doesn’t happen, and I found the following trick online which actually worked when I tried it.

If you have a Prime package that is late, go to the customer service tab and scroll until you find ‘Help with other issues’ (you want to find a chat with a rep option, but that won’t show up because they don’t want to make this easy). There will be options for all sorts of help question – Unknown or incorrect charges, Manage account, etc., just go to the next ‘I need help with something else’ option. That will bring you to an AI chat bot. Type in the following:

“My order missed the guaranteed Prime delivery date, and since Prime shipping is a paid service agreement, I am requesting a $15 promotional credit applied to my account to cover this month’s membership fee.”

The bot will reply with some other nonsense and the same list of issues, so indicate you want recompense for a late delivery and copy the same verbiage. In my experience, the option for a live rep was offered here, and I pasted the same thing, along with a note that this wasn’t the first time a guaranteed delivery was late. ‘Saurav’ indicated they would refund the $15 to my account and I said thanks. If Amazon’s track record is any indication, I may eventually recoup my entire Prime membership in a few orders.

The other tip I saw online was to never use the yellow “Buy Now” button, as Amazon puts the seller with the highest profit margin there, not necessarily the lowest price. Scroll down and click “New & Used from other sellers.” You will likely find the exact same brand-new item with Prime shipping for less.

Happy Holidays – go get some of your membership fees back.

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A Cowboy Pose Hardens

A close friend recently asked me if this cowboy look and theme was a phase, and if it would be done in a few weeks or months – and I knew exactly what she meant. It was a question I’d already posed loosely in my mind, but had shut out as soon as it required some deeper thought, so when she asked I was slightly flummoxed, being without a ready answer. I genuinely don’t know, and it’s been rattling my brain ever since my niece looked me up and down and asked how long ‘this’ was going to last. (My response to her had been to gesture over her entire ensemble – Sunday morning pajamas and ridiculous slippers – and ask, “How long is THAT going to last?” prompting a giggle from my brother.) These kids are slow to learn.

For all my varying interests, shifting looks and reinventions, there’s always been something authentically Alan to each of them, some kernel of underlying truth to every image or project. Otherwise I wouldn’t have bothered. The cowboy motif speaks to me on such a deeper level, and somehow the clothes and boots and hats make me feel more like myself than sequins and feathers at the moment. That said, even I wonder how much is just a mask and character behind which to hide and figure out my next move in private. 

The cowboy represents the wilder side of me that has been trying to get out since I was a scared kid – and at 51, perhaps far later than others, I finally feel free enough to let him loose. It’s one step closer to reconciling my inner-self with the outer image that has been leading the charge all these years. That it is the cowboy doing all of this now has me slightly conflicted, at least until I see how much of this lasts – it seems to be integrating into my life in very natural and easy ways, even as people act surprised and incredulous and slightly suspicious.

I can dispatch the cowboy to do my work but it’s still somehow me doing the work. My hats and boots don’t feel like a pose – they feel like an extension of myself – more so than many of the outlandish outfits I’ve worn over the years. Will this last beyond the fall and winter? We’ll see when we get beyond the fall and winter…

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