did I forget to mention yesterday that 2009 is my year to not give a shit anymore and embrace my checkered past? well, friends, it's time to embrace the ugly. I have vowed to paste as many "caught-on-tape" moments - some great, some good and some just...wrong - as I can. the first, and possible winner, of the "wrong" side would probably be Tribal Dance (see below), the first precious little cuddly beauty from my cruise ship days. yes, in a headdress. back off - I know I said I'd never. well, I did. and you know what it was mad fun, y'all. I got to travel from San Diego to South America to the Caribbean to Spain and around and around the Cote D'Azur for the entire summer. our itinerary was then topped off with a few stops in Venice and then home to NYC. there were some astoundingly funny moments at sea like when I was all "Belle" in a GIANT hoop skirt and I had to turn delicately upstage in silhouette after receiving a rose from my dearest gay (and "Beast"), Ken. the ocean suddenly swelled up and I lost my balance, giant hoop skirt swinging like a fucking teacup. of course, this sent Ken into spasms of laughter and all you could see in silhouette were our shoulders twittering up and down trying to sing and contain our laughter. oh, what I would give for footage of that moment....but, for now, I give you other riches: