Narcissism 101

ROAD TRIP

Well, now that I'm officially NOT going home to California for Thanksgiving, I have signed on to spin a huge party in Atlantic City on Friday November 27th. Here are the details:

The Snow Ball hits Atlantic City!

Friday, November 27th

Daniel Nardicio, Bianca Del Rio (as Snow Queen!), Wendy Ho, Robbyne Kaamil, go-go superstars Matthew Camp, Go-Go Harder, and 3 luscious wintery fur clad go-go studs take over Atlantic City's Club Worship at The House of Blues on the Boardwalk for Black Friday. Real snow storm at 1am!

With a show by Wendy Ho at 12:30am (featuring new material!), 2am Boylesque show by Matt and Harder, and all to the music of DJ Aaron Elvis! Plus you can gamble all night long in the casino!

With ACES Train specials direct to AC for only $39- and special room rates for DN Partiers go to danielnardicio.com for details and hotel links!

LIKE A VIRGIN

Here I am, thousands of feet above the U.S. typing away on my computer - blogging. This on-board WiFi kinda rocks. My Macbook, however, is acting kinda strange. The trackpad is all wonky and I'm wondering if it's the gravity playing tricks with it, or what. I feel like this mo-fo is possessed or something.

Mayhaps I shouldn't be typing on this, OR mayhaps I should restart the computer.

Maybe it's because I have Jack Lalanne on this flight, but I doubt it.

UPDATE: So I restarted my computer and it helped, slightly. The trackpad is definitely gone wonky and I'm definitely assuming it's from the air cabin pressure.

That's my story and I'm stickin' to it.

I'm about to watch my stories from ABC last night - fingers crossed it'll work. Love that I can watch from high above Iowa. Then Nebraska. Then Colorado. A great state, that Colorado...

DAY 3

I've awoken to another fine day in sunny L.A.

Had dinner last night in an old-school Mexican restaurant called The Gardens of Taxco which only serves a pre-fixe dinner. It was kinda like eating at a wedding or quinceanera. There are no menus, their specialty was mole, and the magaritas are made, methinks, with peach nectar, tequila, and cheap champagne. I found the restaurant by way of Urbanspoon (note to self: don't always believe the customer reviews...)

Today, I pick up Scott, Erik and Ron at the airport, eat lunch at Chin Chin, check into The Sunset Marquis for the weekend, shop, eat dinner in downtown L.A., and see 9 to 5 (still sooooo excited...).

Stalkers take your mark.

DAYS LEFT IN OFFICE: 101 (Dalmations)

WELCOME HOME

Welcome home Mark Esperti!!!

XOXO,
AJ

P.S. This post is just for you.

DAY 2

It's the beginning of Day 2 here in P-Town and I am just now getting my energy together.  Pride weekend really took everything out of me. Spinning the Stonewall float was incredible and the pier dance was cute fun, but getting little sleep after to waking up early yesterday morning (6am) yesterday, then travel really wore me out. Getting older does not have it's privileges.

Today me and the girls are gonna bike around, do a sensible dinner with friends and try to get tix to see Jackie Beat. How rockin' does that sound?

DAYS LEFT IN OFFICE: 203

A WEEK LONG VAY-CAY

Come Monday, June 30th, my old(er) ass will be heading up to Provincetown for a week-long holiday with my gal-pals (see: Scott, Erik & Ron). And, yes, I now have a laptop so I'll be blogging a bit on location.

I will be biking, sunning my skin, eating pizza at Spiritus, and maybe having a cocktail or 12. Okay...12 plus.

And I am sooooooooo excited.

DAYS LEFT IN OFFICE: 209

CIAO, MIAMI

Leaving Miami this morning and am NOT looking forward to going back to rainy, grey NYC. I am, however, looking forward to all the shizz I'm doing this week: spinning 4 nights and ending my week with spinning Low Tea on Fire Island. I will be getting mileage out of all the new mixes I got this past week PLUS I get to see my fave singer Porsche. Ya know, good times can sometimes be just a ferry ride away.

P.S. I am giving fag traveler DOWN with my Marc Jacobs/Pan Am blue bag here at Miami Int'l - I am swinging it harder than a Westport housewife at a key party.

WIKI WACKY LUAU

This weekend I went with my friends Ron, Erik and Scott to Boston so that we could celebrate Erik's __th birthday.

We stayed at The Fairmont Copley Plaza in a rockin' room with a lovely view of the new Dunkin' Donuts (that's for you Ron...). We were gonna make an appointment to walk the hotel's Canine Ambassador, Catie Copley, but she apparently has Sunday and Monday off. Humans, I gather, get taxing when all they want to do is walk and pet her...

On Saturday night we drove out to Saugus to eat at one of Erik's fave restaurants called Kowloon. This place was tiki-kitsch at it's finest and I loved every minute of it. Click here to see the exact booth we sat in where a Volcano was shared by the four of us and a Pu Pu Platter was inhaled. Oh, and where we were given the stink-eye by a table of overweight locals who wanted me to stop taking pictures. We so could have taken them at a rumble in the pah-king lot.

Afterwards we went bar hopping starting at Club Cafe where DJ Aga was taking suggestions from us via text ("You've only got 4 minutes to save the world, Erik") then we popped by Ramrod and finally down to Machine for some overpriced Body and Soul realness (without the crowd or the realness). Sadly, our asses were back in the hotel by 2am.  This aint New York City, bitch.

Sunday was spent eating, shopping and driving (real fast) home only to be greeted by Cheech and Chong in my living room. They were genius and made my night.

DAYS LEFT IN OFFICE: 316

SIENNA

Today was spent in Sienna - a beautiful town built onto a semi-circular hillside where St. Catherine lived. After she died, her head was put on display for all to see and remains there today. A bit creepy, but amazing at the same time. Oh, and her finger was on display as well.

I'm on the bus as I write this on our way to San Gimignano. I can't with how beautiful this all is...

Ciao (for now).

UPDATE: So San Gimignano was even more breathtaking and beautiful than Sienna. I took so many pictures of the countryside that you could see for miles and miles and miles...

Oh, and I bought some art from one of the shops and found out the artist was a mere 27. They're both very pop art illustrations depicting the big bad wolf encountering red riding hood dressed as granny and one of the grandmother coming out of the wolf's stomach. Bah-dah-bop-bah-baaah-I'm-lovin'-it.

PLANES, TRAINS & AUTOMOBILES

After 24 hours of traveling from NYC to Milan by plane, from Milan to Florence to Bucine by trainan and from deserted Bucine station to the villa by van, I am finally here. It was WELL worth it, lemme tell ya'.

To say that it is brethtaking is an understatement. Since I arrive after dark, I really didn't get to take in exactly where I was - on a hill overlooking vineyards and homes throughout Tuscany. When I wioke up and looked out my window I got it. The pic to the right is a view from my bedroom window (it's a bit dark, but that's because it's overcast today.)

Oh, and I slept for 13 hours. Guess I needed it.