Gypsy @ MindSay 
Gyspy Vale (Sara Rue) and Clive Webb (Kett Turton) pick up an Amish Boy ripe for corruption in tonight's feature...
Gypsy '83!
Gypsy '83 is a wonderful love story about a fag hag and her adorable, virginal gay beau. But, wait, there's more to love... This fag hag is not just some fat girl who can't get a man. She's a diva in her own right. And her gay boyfriend is more than capable of independence; he aspires to take over the world with his drawings, poetic antics, and frilly shirts. Together Gypsy and Clive are a dynamic duo on a mission to attend The Night of a Thousand Stevies in NYC. They expect to just have fun and make their dreams come true, but much more of that is in store for them during their coming-of-age Gothic road trip. Gypsy learns to step out from underneath the long, dark, dripping scarves of her favorite singer, Stevie Nicks, and finds her own unique and emotive voice. Clive will prove to himself more than anyone else that he's not a poser, that he really is gay, and that sex isn't as messy as he fears it to be.
The only horror to be seen in this movie are the acid-warshed jeans wearing red necks in a seedy backwoods bar the duo stop at one fateful night. It's there that they meet Bambi LeBleau (Karen Black) draped in pink boas and drinking the limelight as much as she does her sparkling cocktails. Bambi seems to be the kind of gal Gypsy and Clive would look up to, but she's more than what she seems. Despite a run-in with scary frat boys, the duo isn't moved to stay down trodden, and even after the glitter fades, they learn to hold on to who they are. It's the kind of feel-good movie Goths everywhere should get their black nail polished fingers on! It'll make you want to wear a corset and go hang out at your local graveyard...
Empty Boy gives this flick three sighs, a tear, and a long lie down.
This is a pic of my friend Amber and I. We were dressed up as gypsies for Halloween. We had so much fun.
Once again, I give you Anders Manga:
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I only wished I had the means to see this band live in New Orleans in mid April. My other favorite band, STROMKERN will also be performing. So, those of you down south who love gothic and techno music, visit Anders Manga's site for details....
Yep. Just doing my part as a loyal fan.
Chapter One
There was a gypsy who found the forbidden secret of the world with her searching eyes. A secret that no mere mortal could understand. Yet unbeknownst to her, her lover, the villainous pilates instructor, doubling over in what looked like young sheep, was slowly dying.
"Holy crap!" she cried as she undressed fervently exposing her delicate white Adam's apple.
Surprisingly, she sold her powerful secret yet untold:
"Three generations ago, her incestuous ancestors practiced witchcraft, thus invoking hormones from dolls' netherregions, thus causing her to engorge profusely everytime she masturbated. Now, flamingly obvious, she ate her own finger bone."
The Gypsy wore many layers of eye makeup. Goth kids love her suicidal tendencies and lack of pigment. She goes outside screaming, 'Hormonal dollies, it's time ... FOR CAKE!!!"
They came for sex and left with crabs.
Gypsy's lover started to devour children because that's the new way to look like a role model. But sadly, he died, having choked on the toes. Surprisingly, his ghost did too.
It's not very common but Mikey, vagina extrordinaire, was very oddly built. His head looked like a vagina, yet strangely labia moulds didn't really capture the essence of his folds.
He also masturbated excessively using Gypsy's Hungarian hairbrush. Every time he reached the final plateau of his extraordinary orgasm he'd thrust it deep inside her giant, dark, gaping, cavernous, hairy, vaginally dentated ear. But unfortunately he missed and was forced to insert his throbbing credit card into a Satanic ATM. Receiving $100.00 but losing his soul. The Devil hunted Gypsy down and made her watch as he twisted colorful balloons around his giant devil fingers, creating terrifying animals. Which resulted IN DEATH!!! Gypsy cried out, 'Mikey! Let me hold your umbrella, please!!' Soulless, he withheld his desire to perform a treacherous act. Speaking tongues, Satan fellated his own shadow.
Meanwhile, pilates students exposed their uncanny ability to detect rival yoga schools. Menacingly, another problem arose when a group of virile, sweaty men grew hungry and commenced to fight large, beastly yoga waifs. Suddenly, a disgruntled sasquatch implied that he also knew Gypsy's magical cat had eaten the remnants of Percy Bass!
Caitlin, her new boyfriend, his friend and I went into Boston last night. We obviously didn't get into the city until 11, so we decided to only go to one bar.
Gypsy Bar
When we first got there, there was a fashion show taking place... it was girls walking down a "runway" wearing scandalous lingerie. The boys enjoyed it to say the least. (The last girl to walk was wearing a metal ensemble, a chain for the back of her "underwear", and after walking two steps, her "bra" was not covering anything).
Going out with Caitlin is always complicated because there are too many issues. If we're waiting for a drink, she wants to go dance, if we are dancing, then she wants to keep moving around, because there are sketchy guys behind her or there are people bumping her or she needs to go to the bathroom, or something! After a while, i was just like, "i don't care about the sketchy guys, just chill".
The other thing about last night was that Caitlin brought her new boyfriend, as a mentioned. Well, her and this guy are completely insane. He basically moved in with her after a couple days of knowing her, they fight all the time, he tells her he wants to marry her, that he's in love with her. THEY FIGHT ALL THE TIME. Ugh. It was so annoying, because everything is like "we have to do this, he's mad at me", "i'm pissed at him", "we can't be in the same room as him". UGH. So his friend and I kind of chatted while they fought and left them to go dance. But that's not MY responsibility, to make sure his friend is entertained.
Needless to say, we only stayed until 1. I got dropped off at home. Tonight, Caitlin's havinga party at her house, but at least I won't have to deal with the situation by myself.
Oh, about the bar itself: Cover was $10. I ordered a "Stoli Rasberry and Sprite", (apparently also called a "Rasberry Cooler")- $8.50 It was actually a really nice place with a couple of different rooms. The music was good enough, they played a lot of good songs, but then just some weird, old songs that didn't need to be played at all.
The funniest thing was that Caitlin had kept warning me that it was a really dressy place and I needed to dress up. I wore a nice shirt and jeans, and honestly, I felt very much in place. I have a lot more experience going to bars than Caitlin does, and I don't think she realizes it. I am aware of what appropriate dress on a weekend at a bar in Boston is.