Archive for the 'death' Category

27
Aug
08

Hollyweird: McConaughey’s Dad Had a Huge Schlong

Matt in Dazed and Confused

As reported on FOX news: Matthew McConaughey’s Mom writes in I Amaze Myself, her modestly titled, tell-all book.

Kay McConaughey used to make love to her husband, Jim, as a way to say goodbye every morning.  That’s adorable (and recommended).  On one of these amorous mornings, however, Jim Continue reading ‘Hollyweird: McConaughey’s Dad Had a Huge Schlong’

03
Jul
08

Granny, I Hardly Knew Ye

I never met my Father, who was killed by a teenage drunk driver on Valentine’s Day, on the 610 loop in Houston. He’s buried in Conroe, Texas, and I haven’t been there to see him – or rather his stone – and anything beyond an incidental visit while in Houston seems a monumental waste of time and money, replete with irony: flying to see a monument to a man, in death, who never lifted a finger to see me, in life. I do have his face, essentially, a few pictures of him, an old home movie, and the flag under which he was interred, but that’s about it.

When I was 19 and on hiatus (read: suspended for a semester) from the University of Florida, I took my suddenly free time to visit Lake Charles, Louisiana, meet my grandparents, uncles, aunt, and cousins, and actually live in Houston with my uncle Charlie, Jr. (a man who made a living with a Continue reading ‘Granny, I Hardly Knew Ye’

23
Jun
08

We’ve Lost Howard Brandy

Mom was Miss Teen USA when she was 15, and won a “date” with Fabian. Mom and Fabian drove through Los Angeles on their ‘date’, while Fabian’s publicist, Howard Brandy, who doubtless concocted the whole publicity stunt for Fabian, rode in the car with my Grandparents, following Mom and Fabian on their date. After all, she was only 15. Continue reading ‘We’ve Lost Howard Brandy’

09
Apr
08

West Hollywood Forever

The Gay Ghetto isn’t just for the living anymore. According to Pink News UK, in Copenhagen, a block of resting places has been designated exclusively for the LGBT deceased.

It’s interesting when a group of people fights for acceptance in the mainstream and then once acceptance is in view, it ghettoizes itself. Does mainstream acceptance makes us a little too ordinary and we wish to regain our novelty status?

04
Apr
08

From the Edge of 17 to the Edge of 40

bphs.jpgI graduated from high school just a month or so after my 17th birthday. I felt as if life would never begin. I have always been impatient that way. I couldn’t imagine 30, much less 40.

In my delusional 20s, I was certain I’d make a dramatic splash of James Dean proportions, somehow leaving a lasting legacy and a beautiful corpse. I stopped dating girls, stopped fooling myself, and stopped lying to my family about being gay. I cheated on a good boyfriend. Mom beat colon cancer and it just seemed like some surreal role she was playing to increase her range. We all knew she’d kick it. Continue reading ‘From the Edge of 17 to the Edge of 40’

07
Mar
08

Messages from the Beloved Dead

bull_shark_0303.jpgA while back, my best friend, Chad, my ex-boyfriend, Ron, Mom and I sat around my Grandmother’s bed for an hour or so just talking. She’d requested them specifically. We would all have been happy to indulge her in this holding of court, even if she hadn’t been on her death bed.

We laughed as we always had, and talked about everything except her getting better, for we all knew she wasn’t going to. We just had no idea that was it.

Continue reading ‘Messages from the Beloved Dead’

06
Feb
08

Any One of Us in Heath Ledger’s Shoes

Heath’s toxicology:

Mr. Heath Ledger died as the result of acute intoxication by the combined effects of oxycodone, hydrocodone, diazepam, temazepam, alprazolam and doxylamine. We have concluded that the manner of death is accident, resulting from the abuse of prescription medications.”

Continue reading ‘Any One of Us in Heath Ledger’s Shoes’




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