Archive for August, 2008



18
Aug
08

Barack Obama, as You Have Never Seen Him

Sam and I set out last night for one our favorite Mexican restaurants: the newly refurbished El Chavo in Los Feliz. We headed west, by way of Silver Lake when on Sunset Blvd., just before Dodger Stadium, we encountered a wall of rainbow-colored portraits of Abraham Lincoln that looked oddly, and simultaneously familiar and unfamiliar. Continue reading ‘Barack Obama, as You Have Never Seen Him’

16
Aug
08

Lily Allen, Our Hero(ine)

Lily Allen is brilliant and political, with the freshly-leaked GWB (Guess Who Batman) a.k.a. Fuck You Very Much, a plinky Carpenter-esque mashup with a message to the hateful and narrow-minded BNP – a British far-right, gay-hating, white supremacist political party. I didn’t need any more reasons to love this girl, after what I’ve heard of her, but I may as well add two more. She’s got more balls than a snooker table and her heart in the right place. If she’s not at the top of the list for every major metropolitan Pride, then some queens are not paying attention. Check her out.

The lyrics follow: Continue reading ‘Lily Allen, Our Hero(ine)’

15
Aug
08

Sam and Bronson by Tom Bianchi

In late March, Sam and I were invited to Tom Bianchi‘s home in Palm Springs to be photographed for one of his upcoming Bianchi Men collections. It was an honor and a privilege, and a learning experience that transcended the photography itself. Tom shared with us the philosophy behind his art.

It’s always fun to be shot with Sam, and I was thrilled that Tom was recording the last fleeting days of my thirties. This was the week before my 40th birthday.

The photos have arrived, and Sam and I are really pleased. I think they really capture the excitement of the day, and the intimacy Sam and I share. I love the ones with Sam reading Tom’s copy of Where the Wild Things Are, dedicated to him by his friend, Maurice Sendak. Tom said he’d send one to Maurice, and Sam was thrilled. So here are the shots I can share with you. Warning: if you click here, you will see our butts. Continue reading ‘Sam and Bronson by Tom Bianchi’

13
Aug
08

Now That We Can All Marry, Why Aren’t We?

Sam and I wasted no time getting legally married.  We were in line, in the sun on 6/17, doing our best to ignore the handful of shouting haters in attendance and making friends in line.  The haters left after just a couple of hours.  Perfect.

Since then, we’ve encouraged our other partnered friends to tie the legal knot, and so far, only one has followed suit.  While their presence at our wedding in April, 2007 kinda cinched it for them, I’m sure they’d planned to marry legally before we spoke to them. Continue reading ‘Now That We Can All Marry, Why Aren’t We?’

10
Aug
08

A Day at Blond Beach

Sam and I went to Laguna Beach today, to West beach, the ‘other’ gay section of beach since the closing of the Boom Boom Room. The funny news is on our way there, we noticed that the now closed Boom Boom Room is being renovated and converted into – wait for it – The DNC HQ.

If you’ve read me at all, you know that blond men make me giggle like a fraternity pledge. I prefer to bring my own blond (BYOB) wherever I go, but Laguna Beach is fantastic if you like blondes of any sex. There was a point when Sam and I were crossing the street to go to Avila’s El Ranchito (a.k.a. El Coyote Del Mar), when there were no fewer than a dozen blond guys in sight (and all about 23 which doesn’t hurt either). It was like a harmonic convergence of peroxide proportions. I turned to Sam, who saw my face light up, and said, Continue reading ‘A Day at Blond Beach’

09
Aug
08

Friends are Like STDs (Except Better)

The first time I heard the platitude about friends being in our lives for a reason, a season, or a lifetime, I just about gagged. It’s like a Hallmark expression left out of the fridge overnight. So, I’d like to offer a new point of view: Friends are like Chlamydia, Syphillis, Herpes, or Hepatitis C.

Friends who are like Chlamydia are in your life for “a reason”. You can recall exactly the moment you came in contact with them, and the choices you made to make it a somewhat lasting relationship. You’re sure to learn something, go somewhere new, and perhaps most importantly, know much more clearly what you do and don’t want in an STD – er, I mean a friend. You may or may not be glad you met, but one thing’s certain: you’ve learned something. And then they depart, (perhaps) never to be seen again.

Friends who are like Syphilis, Continue reading ‘Friends are Like STDs (Except Better)’

08
Aug
08

Beachwood Barbies Have Bad Ass Estate Sale This Weekend

What happens when a handful of hot recording industry execu-chicks pool their long-hoarded memorabilia, collectibles, funky furniture, couture, and sundry schwag for a rock-n-roll estate sale in Beachwood Canyon?

Mayhem. Get a piece.

Cool shit they paid too much for, but that you can get for pennies:
Fred Segal, Barney’s, Kitson Clothing / Jeans / Shoes / Purses / Tons of NEW T-Shirts / Amazing Rock memorabilia / Rock T-Shirts / CD’s DVD’s / TV’s / Digital Camera / MADONNA Memorabilia / Cell Phones / Stereo Receiver / Chainsaw / Pots / Golf Clubs / Leather for crafting / fabric / curtains / jewelry / Furniture / Gorgeous HUGE Mirror / Doors / Rugs / Chandeliers / Ligne Roset Wall Unit

When: Saturday, August 9, 8a – 3p

Where: 2819 woodshire drive, los angeles

corner of beachwood dr and woodshire / off franklin / up beachwood one mile past coffee shop and village / left side of street

05
Aug
08

Election 2008: The Pots Calling the Kettle ‘Uppity’

Sam and I were listening to NPR this weekend when we heard a woman say, “I am sick and tired that every black man with an education is called ‘uppity,'” or something pretty close to that.

We guffawed in total agreement. Show me a white Ivy Leaguer who has been labeled as such. It may be my upbringing in the south, but uppity has always been understood as a code word; always the adjective that precedes a very specific epithet. If I know this, then you know the McCain camp does.

Online Etymology Dictionary:

uppity
1880, from up; originally used by blacks of other blacks felt to be too self-assertive (first recorded use is in “Uncle Remus”). The parallel British variant uppish (1678) originally meant “lavish;” the sense of “conceited, arrogant” being first recorded 1734. Continue reading ‘Election 2008: The Pots Calling the Kettle ‘Uppity’’

04
Aug
08

Is Lindsay Lohan Going To Marry Samantha Ronson?

Huzzah. I knew I loved that girl. This is great news. Coming out should save her thousands in rehab, and may just be saving her life.

God knows why they know about it overseas first, but, China Daily, Trans World News, and Yell Malta are echoing British tabloids with the news that Lindsay and Samantha are getting married in L.A. this year. Plus, check out Facebook.

Samantha Ronson is a DJ, sister of killer record producer, Mark Ronson, and arguably the luckiest lesbian in the world.

I wish you girls all the best. You’re a beautiful couple.

Let love rule.

04
Aug
08

My Love/Hate Relationship with Tim Ferriss

I’ve tolerated a year of Sam and our friend, Paul Horne, blaring about the genius of Tim Ferriss and his Four-Hour Workweek, and it has bordered on insufferable. I’ve dubbed them ‘Ferriss-ites’ (rhymes with parasites) and through the storm of my nay-saying about their mascot, they have remained stalwart and faithful.

There must be something to this guy (plus, he’s blond, hot, and I suspect latently gay) so I’ve conceded to suspend my disbelief as best as I can and read the book. Continue reading ‘My Love/Hate Relationship with Tim Ferriss’




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