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31
Jul
08

Billy’s Hot Cowboys, July, 2008

Let’s start July off with a bang! Happy Independence Day. Today, let’s remember that we became independent in the first place to exercise religious freedom, independent thought, and the respect for each and every one of us to be distinct and independent. What ever happened to that?

Now that’s what I’m talkin’ about. xo

23
Jul
08

A House Boy?

I had a dream last night that Sam turned to me and said, “I think we should find a houseboy.”

“Really?” I was incredulous, because it was one of those more-real-than-reality dreams and I couldn’t believe my ears. “You’re not serious.”

His trademark ever-sensible tone told me he was serious. “Think of the money we pay Dora every week. Now think of the fact that we have two extra bedrooms. Now think about the dogs having a walk every day, and everything being (said with all the reverence Virgos give this word) *clean*… every day.”

Dream Sam had a point.

I’m reading Tim Ferriss’ book right now, and it sounds like something he’d totally go along with. Continue reading ‘A House Boy?’

22
Jul
08

Sam Page’s Guide to Los Angeles, on Gay.com

Gay.com writer, Josh Rotter, recently interviewed Sam for his guide to Los Angeles. It’s interesting, even to me, to see what spots he likes best and why. I have to give him his due: for a guy who, three years ago, didn’t know there was life east of La Brea, he has become a pretty big advocate of the east side.

Below is a taste, and here‘s the rest (which also includes some rare photos you might not have seen).

What are some great restaurants for a romantic gay date in Los Angeles? What about these restaurants appeals to you? Continue reading ‘Sam Page’s Guide to Los Angeles, on Gay.com’

21
Jul
08

I Am Reminded That I’m Gay When…

I have a 24-pak of candelabra-base, flame-tip light bulbs in the garage, and I can offer almost any other sized bulb in two different color temperatures. Continue reading ‘I Am Reminded That I’m Gay When…’

17
Jul
08

Your Sex Tool Box, Part 2 – The Intermediate Stuff

Okay, so now you have your tool box ready to go with the basic stuff. What’s in your tool box is up to you of course, as an expression of your individuality, but here are a few suggestions.

A Leather Blindfold
This is by far the most valuable item in the box. Sensory deprivation is Continue reading ‘Your Sex Tool Box, Part 2 – The Intermediate Stuff’

15
Jul
08

Your Sex Tool box, Part 1 – The Basics

There’s an ominous looking black steel tool box in our bedroom. We bought it to centralize all the sex stuff and free up some space in our nightstands. It’s locked so that anything inside doesn’t scare the cleaning lady. It’s the sex toolbox, and you should have one.

Choose a good-sized tool box, because once you start with this it’s going to be fun and you’re going to need space. Choose metal. Plastic toolboxes may interact with lubes, poppers, and dildos the way rubber worms used to melt into the trays of that tackle box you had as a kid. Make sure you have a home for it that is convenient and practical. Buy some felt dots for the bottom of it if you have hardwood floors. Trust me. Here’s what goes in it: Continue reading ‘Your Sex Tool box, Part 1 – The Basics’

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’




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