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2004-09-08 - 12:47 p.m.

after the depressing aftermath of the RNC, it was time for some high absurdity. y got tix to a television taping and we filed over to an over-air-conditioned television studio in the chelsea to watch 'the graham norton effect'.

my enthusiasm for this adventure was somewhat minimal (especially after being forced through a metal detector and waiting behind velvet ropes for almost two hours), but it was free live entertainment and it was not without its pleasures. mr. norton is absurdly charismatic and once he took the stage it seemed almost worth the wait. of course, it could have been that after the irritating staten-island-inflected audience warm-up girl, almost anyone would have seemed hilarious.

the interstitial bits were kind of lame and over-rehearsed, but mr. norton is a brilliant interviewer. the guests were marilyn manson and chris rock. we were told that mr. rock had been attending a PTA meeting earlier in the evening, and that had forced the taping to begin more than an hour late. this gave mr. manson the floor for the better part of the evening. he met mr. norton more than halfway with every racy bit and every saucy gag. what a rock star! chris rock fell a bit flat in his wake. they shared a pornographic gingerbread cookie and joked that it wasn't the first time they'd eaten the same pussy. we were also treated to tales of a dildo-cam, an automatic masturbation machine for males, and a racy tale about george michael (narrated for the studio audience only).

we didn' t get out of the studio and into the the hurricane-anxious evening until 10p. with nothing to eat or drink since 5p except some promotional hawaiian punch, we decided to hit the bar. y entertained a and i with some racy tales of his own. i'm not sure i'd actually want to be a gay man, but i can promise that if i found easy sexual gratification at the gym, i'd work out a lot more often.