2013 Resolutions, week one: You better work!

And finally, though I haphazardly mentioned resolving to be a little less obsessed with Montgomery Clift but didn't really mean it, I think I got over him, anyway. He's still the most beautiful man that has ever walked the earth, but I've got a new love: Humphrey Bogart.

When a dear friend burned a slew of Monty movies for me to DVD, he slipped a copy of Casablanca in there, I'm assuming for good measure. It might have been the best/worst thing that's ever happened to me. Before this week, I had never seen Casablanca, let alone any Humphrey Bogart movie. Thirteen viewings in seven days later, I'm obsessed. Bogie's so brutally straight-acting!

I feel like I went through one of those bogus cure-for-gay treatment programs, except watching Casablanca repeatedly made me appreciate straight men again. For the longest time, I did not understand them. But now I feel a little less like a gay man trapped in a straight woman's body, and it's all thanks to Humphrey Bogart.

By all accounts, 2013 is still on track to rule. But not without the effort, so you better work!