Saturday, June 30, 2007
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
I don't know why somebody else's marriage has anything to do with me. I'm completely comfortable with gay marriage...If he's pleasant to me on the street, if his children don't throw things in my yard, then I'm happy. It seems to me we're making issues of things that honestly ... don't matter. Elizabeth Edwards
And I just ran across this passage in Barack's book (yes, I'm STILL reading it!):
Perhaps I just find the ways of the human heart too various, and my own life too imperfect, to believe myself qualified to serve as anyone's moral arbiter. I do know that in our fourteen years of marriage, Michelle and I have never had an argument as a result of what other people are doing in their personal lives.Of course I wish he'd go further in support of equal rights for everyone, but I'm more and more committed to taking an active role in this next election. We can't assume anything based on the promising results of this midterm election and we can't afford to have things continue on the path they are on.
Monday, June 25, 2007
Friday, June 22, 2007
I'm dearly loving Rufus Wainwright's new CD, Release the Stars. The poetry, the theatrics, the lilting voice, I enjoy it all. This new video? Hmmmm.....Rufe in longjohns backed by old school musclemen in synchronized choreography.....estupdendo!
Thursday, June 21, 2007
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
I saw The Valet over the weekend. Cute! It's fun and funny....a French sex farce. Mmmm, the actress who plays Elena, the supermodel harpy with a heart of gold, est tres jolie. If you're looking for something light and frothy, check it out. Here's the trailer. I knew from the first few notes that I'd see it.This weekend I've got tickets for a local production of Take Me Out , the Tony award winning play by Richard Greenberg. It's the story of a professional baseball player who comes out while the team is making a play-off run. Anyone smell repercussions? I'm sure it'll be a thought-provoking take on the homophobia (the last acceptable bigotry) still rampant in pro sports. I'll be there for that, of course, and not just for the naked guys showering right on stage. If you've been around here long you know I love the theater. Weiners are just an added bonus. Cold beer! Peanuts! Hotdogs! Get yer hotdogs here!
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
There's an interesting article in New York magazine about the science of gaydar. There are some discernible traits that are more prevalent in gays and lesbians that speak to the biological roots of being third (or fourth) sex. I'm not fixated on the whys and wherefores of being homo, but it's worth a read.
A most excellent adventure can arrive at your doorstep without much effort on your part today. Someone may breeze into your life, offering you rewards beyond your imagination. Go ahead and enjoy yourself, but remember that you are seeing potential rather than reality. Don't set yourself up for disappointment by assuming too much.So it is written, so it shall be.
Monday, June 18, 2007
With or without religion, you would have good people doing good things and evil people doing evil things. But for good people to do evil things, that takes religion.I was way too quick to dismiss Barack Obama's book The Audacity of Hope. It starts out as a bit of a civics lesson, and I was bored. Patience, patience. About midway through, in the chapters titled Opportunity, Faith and Race, he really hits his stride. I'm falling a little in love with this guy. Despite the Weinberg quote I've offered above, I don't hate religion. I don't practice it, but I respect your right and inclination to worship all you want. I only ask that you respect my wish to tread my own path apart from your God. Barak has some interesting things to say about his (and our) religious beliefs and their place in politics. Read the book. I think you'll like it. Oh, and here's his view on gay marriage:
- Steven Weinberg
I am not willing to have the state deny American citizens a civil union that confers equivalent rights on such basic matters as hospital visitation or health insurance coverage simply because the people they love are of the same sex-- nor am I willing to accept a reading of the Bible that considers an obscure line in Romans to be more defining of Christianity that the Sermon on the Mount.I don't believe anything in the Bible is really God's word (part and parcel of not believing there is a God, I suppose), but Jesus' Sermon on the Mount (see: beatitudes) is some seriously good shit, yo. If all the Christians (and everyone else, for that matter) actually practiced what J-Unit preached on said Mount? Molto problems solved.
Sunday, June 17, 2007
Friday, June 15, 2007
I Want Candy - Bow Wow Wow
A Boy Named Sue - Johnny Cash
Hang On, Girl - Favorite Sons
For Your Love - Stevie Wonder
Ole Black 'n' Blue Eyes - The Fratellis
Brotha - Angie Stone (oooooooo, grrrrrl, lucky you're not here, cuz you really don't need to hear me get all whigga)(LOVE this song)
Rooftops and Invitations - Dashboard Confessional
What Would We Do Without You - Raul Esparza and Company (of the current Broadway revival of Company.......see it!)
Call The Police - James Morrison (mmmmm....until we get more Blunt, he'll do)
Take Me To The River - Annie Lennox (we need you back, diva!)
I guess today kinda blows that whole "not gonna post much" theory.
OK, wait. I need to come clean. T.R. isn't the only guy I've been thinking about this week. I've also been near obsessed with Geri Haliwell's jolly hot trainer.(via)
I won't even worry about whether the tide is finally turning. I'll just enjoy this sweet moment.
Thursday, June 14, 2007
One thing I failed to mention is that my half-marathon went very well. I met my friend, Allison, and she introduced me to a few of her running buddies and we set forth together, the five of us. We lost a few along the way (not actual casualties!), but everyone had a good time.
Hmmm, oh yeah, my business associate is actually not Benji and he's not going to Fire Island, but the reality is so much less fun.
Oh! My sparkly red phone came today and I have NO TIME to unwrap it. Darn my luck!
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
ADDED: Since I prolly can't have T.R., can I at least have my girl crush? Remember her from a few weeks back? Well it gets better. I mean she. She just keeps getting better. When I was at the salon last week, there was some scuttlebutt about her getting married, so I had to ask. Turns out she IS "kinda engaged" but is "not into marriage or weddings, so we found a ring at a pawn shop for $6 and we're gonna have a commitment ceremony somewhere sometime." I know. Could we love her more?
MORE: T.R.'s dog companion goes by Arrow. ::sigh::
FINALLY: I saw Knocked Up last weekend and, don't get me wrong, I thought it was very good, but I was waiting for something that was at least as funny as that Brokeback scene that they didn't use, and never really got it. No! I really liked it, honest, I'm just sayin'. Admittedly, my mood was darkened a bit after the Larry and Steve trailer elicited HYSTERICS from the Beavercreek audience. Feeling other really chaps my ass sometimes.
If all the girls who attended the Yale prom were laid end to end, I wouldn't be a bit surprised.
- Dorothy Parker
Monday, June 11, 2007
So my contract is up anyway and I'm thinking of getting the Moto Krazr in FIRE. I figure it'll save folks from wondering.Thoughts?
ADDED: Speaking of red, I have a thought for the day just for you.
Love isn't brains, children, it's blood. Blood screaming inside you to work its will. I may be love's bitch, but at least I'm man enough to admit it.
Spike (Buffy, Season 3)
Sunday, June 10, 2007
Oh, and it's my birthday today, friends!
Saturday, June 09, 2007
Saturday, June 9, 2007
Friday, June 08, 2007
Thursday, June 07, 2007
Talk about feeling ahead of the curve. Mike's Milieu has been littered with lip balm since....ummmm.....the late 70s? Yeah, it must have been then, because I finally had some of my own money and I know it was around the same time that my secret stash changed from the men's underwear pages of the Sears catalog to Playgirl magazines. But I shouldn't leave you with the impression that I actually paid for the Playgirls. Nope.
Back to the balm, I've gone through phases of extreme brand loyalty, but right now I'm sewing my lip quenching oats. I do have my faves though. Tops on that list has to be Aveda's Lip Saver. Mmmm, the scent memory is giving me tinglesack right now. It's anise and cinnamon and cloves and delightfully calming. Kind of like soothing tea on your lips. I say "memory" because it's not the moisture du jour. ((Ummmm....Andrew? You'd do well to skim down past this next, kitten)) Right now I'm enamored of the LUSH merch, as you all know. I have the Happy Talk in my desk at work (and on my lips right now)(coffee!), the Whipstick in the glovebox of my car, and some Honey Trap by my bedside because, you know, I like to kid myself I may get lucky and if so, I want my lips to be redolent of vanilla. And sin. I want my lips to to taste like sin. Dudes dig that. Finally, I have my old standby, lately neglected, but not forgotten....holla Neutrogena!
So yeah, me love lip balm long time. How 'bout you, Joe?
TOMORROW: The return of the MEAT.
Wednesday, June 06, 2007
Sunday, June 03, 2007
Bear Grylls tents my shorts, but this biz is tres nastique. Here's some pretty to cleanse your mental palate.The accent, the face, the beefy body, the bend me over a cactus ruggedness...it's all workin'. New episodes of his show, Man vs. Wild, start next week.
Friday, June 01, 2007
Have y’all seen Baby Doll? If you haven’t, you’re in for a treat. This movie, with a screenplay by Tennessee Williams (adapted from two of his one act plays) and directed by Elia Kazan, was released in 1956, and is a campy sex farce full of priceless dialogue that just begs for GAY ICON status. Again, how did I miss this? This is the story of Baby Doll Meighan (Baby Doll!) (Carol Baker), a 19 year old virgin bride who sucks her thumb and sleeps in a crib (no, not like “her crib”....an actual crib!).......and the rivalry that develops between her husband, Archie Lee (Karl Malden), a down on his luck cotton ginner, and the powerful syndicate owner Silva Vaccaro (Eli Wallach) who is putting him out of business.
This movie is as hot as it is hilarious. When it was released, it was immediately condemned by the Catholic church, which limited its box office, but does nothing to limit its enduring appeal. It seems tame by today’s standards, but don’t think that means it isn’t sexy.There’s an extended seduction scene between Baby Doll and Mr. Vaccaro that manages to be all kinds of steamy without showing a bit of flesh and no dirty talkin’. I don’t know if it’s the chemistry or the camera angles, but I had a hang-your-hat-on boner after it. And keep in mind that I’m a big queer.
So good! Here are a few treasured lines:
Baby Doll: I feel cool and rested fuh the fuhst time in mah life. That's the way I feel. Rested and cool.
Baby Doll: Excuse me, Mr. Vacarro, but I wouldn't dream of eatin' a nut that a man had cracked in his mouth.
Mr. Vaccaro: You've got many refinements.
Baby Doll: Thank you.
Archie Lee Meighan: Is that what they call a Mona Lisa smile you got on your puss?
Baby Doll: Well, let's go in now. We got nothin' to do but wait for tomorrow and see if we're remembered or forgotten.
Aunt Rose Comfort: Oh my, oh my.
So true, ladies, so true. This movie is just SCREAMING to be adapted for Broadway.
Ain't no valley low enough (say it again)
Ain't no river wild enough
To keep me from you.
I'm with you, Diana, I am. But girth, baby, girth is an issue. Remember that dildo I bought a while back? I feel remiss in not giving you an update. Three words, kids. Way. Too. Big. I'd have as much luck shoving that thing up my left nose hole. I'm thinking of possible reuses and right now I'm leaning toward hood ornament. Can you chrome latex?