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24
Sep
08

6 Reasons You Should Get Into the Gay Rodeo

We’re home from the rodeo, and I’m proud to say we’ve returned having won rodeo experience, new friends, a belt buckle for chute dogging, and a pulled abdominal muscle.  I don’t know what was best about the weekend: the competition itself, hearing the announcer wish Sam happy birthday both days, or hearing him say “the Page boys are married… the family that rodeos together stays together.”

Lots of photos on Sam’s site.

Every time Sam and I go to the rodeo, on the way home, I have the same thought: there’s no good reason that more gay Angelenos aren’t getting involved in the gay rodeo:

  1. Hot cowboys and cowgirls from all over, (who have the resources and sticktuitiveness to commit to a sport, travel for it, and keep livestock). Continue reading ‘6 Reasons You Should Get Into the Gay Rodeo’
03
Sep
08

Mario, Michelle, Ellen and the Jonas Bros. on the Lot

The Jonas Bros. played a concert across the street from my office, on the WB lot, taping for the Ellen show.  Mario Lopez was there for the network, and Michelle Obama was there encouraging on-site voter registration.  Now that’s what I’m talking about.

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’

27
Aug
08

Pro-Hillary “Nobama” Elizabeth Joyce Milks Her 15 Minutes

Whether it was the five-minute standing ovation, her monumental speech, or the freshly-coined phrases like, “No way.  No How.  No McCain,” there is no doubt that Hillary Clinton threw her full support behind Barack Obama, and set the DNC on fire last night.  Plus, Chelsea looked fabulous.  It’s hard to believe that everyone wouldn’t be on board after such a night.  And the ‘big guys’ haven’t even spoken yet.

But just when you thought Hillary’s “Twin Cities” joke was the funniest of the night (and it was hysterical), along comes presumed posterchild and mousy malcontent Elizabeth Joyce on Larry King Live.  Leader of donation-requesting, lunatic fringe website Just Say No Deal, Ms. Joyce gave a hatter-mad interview, using SNL-worthy darting eyes, sudden sharky smiles, and shrill, self-absorbed suggestions that her party flip-flop was born of campaign trail antagonism.  Cry me a river, honey.  Thank God Tivo allowed Sam and me to fall out with laughter at this several times before going to bed, and that YouTube can bring it to you here.

Something from the DSM-IV?  Racism?  Fatigue?  Stage fright?  Unrequited lesbian obsession?  You decide.

Continue reading ‘Pro-Hillary “Nobama” Elizabeth Joyce Milks Her 15 Minutes’

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’




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