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Thankful? Very. As a writer and stalker to boot I'm glad I'm not Peter Braunstein. I'm grateful SEPTA sent their driver trading cards and am patiently waiting for Old City Taxi to offer up cabbie baby Ts. But what I'm thankfullest for is my decorum. I don't gorge myself on gi-hugic parties in oversized clubs with copious amounts of malt liquor, naked breastses and coke served Viking-style on silver shields turned upside down on the eve of eating squab with my folks. No. I find intimate parties Nov. 23 and do smaller amounts. Like, I'll hit sex toy salesman Michael "Dirty Diamond" Hans' gig at Club 218: a dildo raffle (courtesy O So Intimates) and EP release (The Dirty D E fucking P) with DJ Nicky da Bat that promises naughty Neil Diamond-isms and stupid human sex tricks. "My glorious audible sounds of sexness have been known to make vaginas explode upon eargasm impact," says Hans. "Cum at your own risk. If you're lucky I'll finger-fuck you in the bathroom. Your choice of holes." Or hit Psydde Delicious and Robert Brown's Family of Shame party at Souf Philly's best swank watering hole 1601 with shamed Monday Night Clubber Needles Jones. Delish is still busying himself with last-minute touches on his just-opened first retail spot Delicious Corsets' Boutique (on Liberties Walk) with partner Amy Schmitz. "It's so not your Hope Chest-type lingerie shop," says Psydde of 1,000-plus square feet of Marc Brodzik circus design. "It's more Something Wicked This Way Comes." Or hit the two-mintz-in-one Khyber party with Dirty Philthy's '80s-licious No Tight Pants teaming with And Dim Sum's Miami/Baltimore bass-hound sound on both floors. … Girlsgirlsgirls: Leah Matoney tells me she and Bawdy Girls' PR ladies (Rebecca Allen, Jenny Balls: www.bawdygirl.com) have amicably split from promotrix Rachel Furman and NoLib-based Rachel Inc. Furman is on a professional on-the-road trip, spreading Inc., Kerouac-style. The Bawds did wonders with the Tom Hagen's Tavern opening, helping too the former St. George spot prepare to open its due-December restaurant, the kitschy Flo's Diner with late-night menu/DJ service on weekends. … Rumorama: that the long-on-the-block Silk City has finally sold to N. 3rd's Mark Bee. (Bee, a longtime Silk neighbor, ain't saying Yay or Nay. The staff is making like Sergeant Schultz—zay know nutzing); that not only has Soulamite's Ben Edwards asked guitarist/WYSP DJ Tommy Conwell to join the funky blue ensemble, but that Conwell is considering the move positively; that the again-vacant still-decadent Revival space on South Third Street has a set of buyers—not leasers—in a group of Asian-American bus-men for upwards of $2 million; that the Shadowboxer LLC—producers Brook Lenfest, Damon Dash and rumored funders like Stephen Starr—is having so much trouble gaining a release date and distributor for Philly director Lee Daniels' dark homo-hop cop flick that it may just go straight to video (TLA Releasing?). Plus, that the long-rumored Oregon Ave./Columbus Blvd. 24-hour strip club space is finally spreading wide for Vegas' Crazy Horse Too in January. Yipee. … You lurrved 'em doing that thar Espers' "Voices" on Plain Parade's Songs From the Sixth Borough. Now deal with Golden Ball's jerky, breathy Bolan/ Eno-y gold-vinyl single "Signature Abstract"/"Blank" on Honeymoon Music. And ask the man behind the counter for Honeymoon's first compilation CD starring Doctor and Philip, Eric Carbonara and Fursaxa. … Rich Fravel, Zipperhead's Margarita Passion—everyone in local music will eventually go into real estate: Hello, Coldwell Banker's newest, baldest broker, Nigel Richards of 611 fame. … To the dean of Philadelphia club DJs, the Robert Christgau of multi-genre waxhounds, we say happy birthday to Bar Noir's Bobby Startup. … WHOWHATWHERE: Waygay New Jerseyian Jim McGreevey spotted at Out magazine's Out 100 party in Manhattan. Whoohoo. LCD Soundsystem's James Murphy hung tough at his own post-Troc after-party. Remember local expat designer Ralph Rucci donated yards of pricey fabric to Drexel U.'s Emil DeJohn fashion design program? Well, the kids showed off 10 of their gowns at Tiffany's last week with Rucci Inc. boss Dean Taylor in the house. Expect those outfits at Bergdorf's any sec. Some say it was Horatio Sanz at Khyber last week, being nice, buying band stuff. Others say it was Frank Caliendo, the fat guy from MADtv. The horror. While we can't wait to see the Kennel Club of Philadelphia Dog Show on NBC 10, Nov. 24, we did spy color commentator John "J. Peterman" O'Hurley, wearing the thickest white socks ever while running between stops at Ritz-Carlton and Loews. … What do Frank Zappa and Drexel U. music students have in common, save facial hair? Both are distributed by Ryko. After two years of operation, the student-managed MAD Dragon label is the first university record imprint to get such a deal. Marcy Rauer Wagman, the label's supervisor and co-director, should be on the watch for old guys trying to pass for student beardclashers.