Richard Simmons, November Salve

November is 30 days long, but it is a long slog. November is the month when everyone realizes, "Crap! Time is passing! The year is almost dead! WE ARE ALMOST DEAD! Come, let us do all the things there are to do before our branches are bare."

At least that's how it goes down in my head. November gets the festive-o-meter ratcheting up, but as much as the Christmas commercials come out earlier and earlier, no one starts easing back on deadlines or workloads due to holiday parties and travel plans until that last Wednesday-Thursday (and, if you're lucky, -Friday) in November. Until then, you betta work, bitch.

So yeah, I'm busy. Nobody cares, which is as it should be, but still. Deadlines on deadlines on deadlines. Actually, that video does a pretty good job of describing the situation, except instead of wearing trashy couture I've got my boring office shoes and battalion of blazers.

Soooooo, this is all a roundabout crazy-lady way of saying thank god for Richard Simmons being around to keep things weird. He's second to RuPaul in living out the mantra to not take life too seriously, and he visited New Orleans recently, popping up in all sorts of places.

On stage with the Pinettes Brass Band, with orange hair!

On Bourbon Street, with purple hair!

He makes November better.