Blather and Bosh

Well we're movin on up...

2005-12-18T04:06:00.000-05:00

To the east side.
To a deluxe apartment in the sky.
Movin on up
To the east side.
We finally got a piece of the pie.

Well...

There's a reason I haven't blogged in a bit...

With the new year...
Comes a new blog...
From the ashes of...

Awww hell...

Let's just get to it....

Blather and Bosh is officially...

Blatherandbosh.com

My entire archive has been moved
(Sans a handful of pics...)
So all of my old posts are available...

And I've already posted some new enteries as well...

So for my readers out there...
and for those who may have blog rolled me...

Please make sure to change the link address
you may have bookmarked...
And any feed you had associated with this part of my blog...
A new feed has been set up on the other site...
For your convenience...

I'd also like to take this opportunity
to thank Peter of Oh My Pod!/PMP Podcast/Macboy X
for all of his hard work and hosting...

Thank you, thank you, thank you...

Now....

Everybody come on over!!!

The water's fine...

And I just threw some shrimps on the barby...

Limbo... Limbo... Liiiiimbo...
Limbo... Limbo... Liiiiimbo...
Limbo... Limbo... Liiiiimbo...
Limbo... Limbo... Liiiiimbo...

Love break... Love break...

2005-12-11T21:56:00.000-05:00

Love break... Love break...
Originally uploaded by Mike P. NYC.

Does anybody remember that moment in Fame where all the students spill

out into the streets and dance all over cars and cabs in the middle of

NYC? That's exactly how it felt just now. People getting down... And

not caring who was watching. The 718 Sessions. If anyone is or will be

coming to NYC New Years Day... Loooord... It's gonna be a hoot.

--Mike P.

How random...

2005-12-11T19:34:00.000-05:00

How random...
Originally uploaded by Mike P. NYC.

This is the first of probably many fly by posts I'll be doing from the

sidekick... Anyway... I know they've been doing this for a while... But

how strange is it that the Eagle serves baked pizza? I did come here

looking for something hot and tasty but this is a little unexpected. A

leather bar serving Italian faire. God... I love NYC.

--Mike P.

Can I kick it?

2005-12-10T04:15:00.000-05:00

(Yes, you can!)
Can I kick it? (Yes, you can!)
Can I kick it? (Yes, you can!)
Can I kick it? (Yes, you can!)
Can I kick it? (Yes, you can!)
Can I kick it? (Yes, you can!)
Can I kick it? (Yes, you can!)
Well, I'm gone (Go on then!)

Let's hear it for Tribe Called Quest everyone...
Tribe Called Quest...

*applause*

So...

I know I'm pretty late on the bandwagon...
Cause you know all the "it" girls have/had them already...
Crystalled up and all...
Ummm... not the girls...
The...
Never mind...

But I am now the new baby daddy of a T-Mobile Sidekick II...
I really love it alot...

I... being a geek...

(hmmm... is there a term for a "homo geek"?
heek? gomo? GOMO! I like it! I like it!)

And I... being a GOMO...
I'm really intergrating it into my life...

First of all I ended up buying the mark/space program
The Missing Sync
that syncs up the contents of my iCal and Addressbook.app
from my mac to the sidekick desktop interface...

Which is stored on the Sidekick/Danger servers, BTW...
So i can access that information from any computer...

Second... i love being connected all the time...
Being able to surf the net for info when I need it...
And not having to look for a wifi spot...

I can email photos I take on the sidekick
to friends, myself or into Flickr...
The last of which may become something more...
We'll see...

I am now getting more organized...
Cause god knows...
And especially around the holidays...
I'm going nuts trying to keep track of things that I need to do...
(I haven't even bought gifts I need to buy for the holidays yet! eeek!)

Now... for those of you who are wondering why I settled on the Sidekick...
Here are the main reasons...

1. Peter from MacboyX/Oh My Pod!/PMP Podcast suggested I get it...
And when it comes to tech... The man knows his stuff.

2. T-Mobile has a really reasonably priced data plan...
like $20 for unlimited... well... everything....
except voice minutes...
pleez... I wish...

3. I got a great deal at amazon.com for it...
like... it's technically free...
after rebates...
I mean...
FREE people...
and you know that's good...
Considering I ain't got a whole lotta coins...
Ya' know what I'm saying...

&

4. I was looking into the Treo or the Blackberry at first...
but decided on the Sidekick...
I felt a little hesitant at the beginning
because of the lack of bluetooth, customizability, and expansion-ability...
but after this article...
I felt much more at ease.

Hell... I may even start posting from my sidekick...
Ya never know...

But like always...

Something else is coming up...

I just got this thing...

And I found out that they're planning to come out with a Sidekick III soon...

This new version should address the items
that this version (The Sidekick II) was lacking...
The items I listed above...

Luckily... by the time the Sidekick III comes out...
My contract should be up
and I can get a little bit of a deal towards buying one from T-Mobile...

So... Ya know I'm all over it like hooker in Hong Kong...

Woot.

Shameless self promotion...

2005-12-05T23:30:00.000-05:00

Cause...
It’s my own design
It’s my own remorse
Help me to decide
Help me make the most
Of freedom and of pleasure
Nothing ever lasts forever
Everybody wants to rule the world...

Episode 9... 10... AAAAAND 11 are up of the PMP Podcast...

Click the respective links to listen to each episode below
or you can go directly to the PMP Podcast website here.

Episode 9

Episode 10

Episode 11

Enjoy peeps.

Educate yourself...

2005-11-30T23:14:00.000-05:00

December 1st is World AIDS Day...

Get to know the facts about HIV and AIDS...

Support those living with HIV...

And take care of yourself...

link leads to the official
World AIDS Day website

Here's to good friends... tonight is something special...

2005-11-28T19:31:00.000-05:00

I FINALLY met Peter!

My co-host from the PMP Podcast...
Host of the Oh My Pod! Podcast...
And writer of Macboy X....

And we had a blast...

We will be going into more details on our PMP Podcast more than likely...

But for those who don't tune in...

(which... shame on you... but eh... to each his own ;) )

He and his boyfriend Shawn...

(BTW... they make such a cute couple :D )

We met each other at a restaurant in Chelsea called R.U.B....
(Righteous Urban Barbecue)

We gave each other long awaited hugs and proceeded on in...

We gorged on pulled pork...
side dish galore and
to top it all off...

DEEP FRIED OREO COOKIES!!!!

MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!

*drool*

We then met up with his friend Steve and his friend...
(Oh god... I forgot his name! Damn it.)

Anyway... we headed on over to "bear night" @ Dick's Bar...
(It's been years since I had been there...)

Had a couple of beers and then headed on over to the Phoenix
when things started dying down @ Dick's...

It was cute!
Good looking crowd...
Nice mix of everyone...
Pool table and nice vibe...

(I think I'll be going back again soon enough.)

But after a long night...
We said our goodbyes
As they dropped me off to the train...

All in all...

I loved hanging out with them...

Really great conversation...
Extremely similar interests and points of view...

Bottom line...

Good people... :)

You best all come back round again, ya hear?!?!?!

BTW... Doesn't it look like I'm gonna start a fight or something?!?!?
I have no idea what was going through my head at that time... LOL

Gobble Gobble Hey... Gobble Gobble Hey...

2005-11-25T11:32:00.000-05:00

Episode 8 of The PMP Podcast is up...
And it was all about food, food, food...

Cause...

Well...

It WAS Gobblegiving so...

If you want to give it a listen...
(Cause it is the season for giving...)

You can go to our website...

PMP Podcast.com

Or

Subscribe via iTunes here.

Or

you can just click the "PMP Podcast" button below...

(Cause sharing is caring...)

Oh... BTW... Guess who scored an entire pumkin pie for himself....
Holy Geeez... I'm freakin' stuffed!

Nationwide Gluttony... woot!

2005-11-23T19:40:00.000-05:00

Before the stuffing of pie holes commences...

I just want to wish everyone a Happy Thanksgiving!!!

And for those who are watching their figures...

I'd like to take this time out to remind you...

"Grow up, Heather. Bulimia's so '87!"

Can we talk?

2005-11-21T01:37:00.000-05:00

*Begin Joan Rivers Voice*
"Ackk... Mellissa... What was Oprah wearing?!?
She looked like the Michelin Man. Ackk... Gag Gag."
*End Joan Rivers Voice*

Just wanted to give you guys a heads up and tell you...

We've just posted up Episode 5, 6 & 7 of the PMP Podcast...

I'm really proud of where we're going with this...

I love podcasting...

Very Pump Up The Volume...

Also....

Our show has been included in the iTunes Music Store...

Woot!

You can go to our website here.

And/or you can subscribe to our podcast via iTunes
by clicking here...
or by clicking on the link
that I have conveniently added to the right toolbar...

(My... look at that... how convenient.)

So please come by and listen when you can...

I'll have punch and pie waiting for ya'...

It's justa jump to the left...

2005-11-19T21:48:00.000-05:00

And then a step to the right
With your hands on your hips
You bring your knees in tight
But it's the pelvic thrust that really drives you insane,
Let's do the Time Warp again!

Sometimes I think I was born at the wrong time...

I was watching LOGO tonight...
And the documentary about the Cockettes was on...

I had never watched it before...
And I was facinated...

The Cockettes are spectacular on their own...
But it not only stopped there...
The culture around it...
The time...

That was what facinated me the most...

The mid 60's to early 70's...

THAT period in time...

When I speak to many of my friends who are older than me...

And they speak of that time...
Be it east coast or west coast...

There is that twinkle in their eye...
Of a time of liberation...
Of discovery...
Of expression and community...

I understand the consequences of these moments as well...
The dark days that followed with...
HIV...
and overdoses...
The struggle to keep their heads above water...
To make ends meet...
To live...

But...
I've heard them always say...
"I'd never give up those moments..."

It's those moments that I am most jealous of...

Sure...
When I will look back on my life when I'm older...

I am more than likely gonna say the same thing...
Moments that jump out...
That people will wonder what it was like when I was "younger"...

But to have lived back then...
Knowing what I know now...

In San Francisco...
In New York...

I could only guess at...
But I think it would have been a "magical"...

All we hear is Radio ga ga...Radio goo goo...Radio ga ga...

2005-11-13T23:56:00.000-05:00

All we hear is Radio ga ga
Radio blah blah
Radio what's new?
Radio, someone still loves you!

Well...
It's on...
And it has been brought...

Our show...
The PMP Podcast...

Has an official home...
(We have our own server and everything...)

We are now at

PMPPodcast.com

(Part of the Oh My Pod Network.)

And we've been busy...

We are up to episode #4...
And this latest show is my first solo attempt...

Woot.

So please come check us out...

We're here for your aural pleasure...

picture is link to website :)

Make 'em laugh... Make 'em laugh...

2005-11-10T20:32:00.000-05:00

I was doing my usual channel surfing and I landed on...

Inside the Actors Studio with special guest Robin Williams...

Geeeeeeeeeeeenius.

His mind is astounding...
You could tell that they had to edit the session...
Because of his ripping train of thought...
By the way everything was put together.
They usually are very good about
trying to have segments flow into each other...
Subject to answer and maybe a cut to distill to the point...
But jump cuts were abound...

To encompass Robin Williams
is like cupping your hands around an atom as it splits...

His energy and fearlessness is incredible...
And his reaction and wit is whip smart...

I easily go into tangents...
To be able to shift within a moment to another subject and ride that through
Till something else derails me to another distance...

But his journeys carry weight cause the subjects are filled out in seconds...

Like when he gives life to a caricature
but then fleshing them out with references and familiarities...
His knowledge of the world around him is extraordinary...

When I was studying acting...
I had always been fascinated with improv...

The art of making something out of nothing in an instant...
To let yourself go...
Mind, body and soul...
And let the moment take you to god knows where...

His mind must touch places that only we can dream of...

I'm in awe...

Edit: I just realized I just posted 2 items in a row that coincidentally
have Robin Williams as the Photo subject... WTF... Weird...

Goooooooood Morning Vietnaaaaaaaaaam!!!!!

2005-11-04T21:04:00.000-05:00

Ok...

I'm no Wolfman Jack...
Hell...

I'm no Dr. Johnny Fever either...
But...

I'm on the air and revving to go!

Peter from MacboyX
and I have started a weekly podcast
that is a subsidiary of his Oh My Pod! podcast...

It's up now...
and it's called the

PMP Podcast

The Peter and Mike P. Podcast...
Really original riiiight?!?! :p

But we liked it cause it was similar to OMP...
A nice little way to connect to Oh My Pod...

We're gonna be covering a wide range of topics...
From music... to men...
From geek speak... to Twin Peaks...
From pet peeves... to autumn leaves...
You name it... we'll tame it...

So check us out....
And if you guys have any suggestions for topics...
Feedback on the show...
Or if anybody might be interested to come on...
(cough... evilbuddha)
Please feel free to contact me through
mikep@ohmypod.net

This is your host, Mike P., signing off...

Good Night and Good Luck...

I wondered what I was popping in my mouth...

2005-11-01T21:12:00.000-05:00

I was standing around work today,
fiending for something sweet
and was like...

"What the hell is candy corn?"

from the National Confectioners Association website

In 1900, it was the job of many men to produce candy corn for eight months of the year.

Sugar, corn syrup and other ingredients were cooked into a slurry in large kettles. Fondant and marshmallow were added to give a smooth texture and bite. The 45-lbs of hot candy was poured into buckets called runners. Men dubbed stringers walked backwards pouring the candy into cornstarch trays imprinted with the kernel shape. It took three passes to make the white, yellow and orange colors. Originally, candy corn was delivered by wagon in wooden boxes, tubs and cartons.

The process of making candy corn is very similar today, but now machines do most of the work. Manufacturers use a method called the corn starch molding process. A tray containing depressions is filled with corn starch. Candy corn is made from the bottom to the top and in three-color passes. First, the depression is filled one quarter full with yellow syrup and allowed to partially set. Next, the orange syrup is added. The mold is then topped off with the white syrup and is cooled. The candy now can gel together. After is it has finished cooling, the trays are emptied and the little candy corns are ready to be eaten.

In other words...
Different variations of sugar are combined to create...
A confection sweet enough to kill at least 5000 diabetics with a single bag....

Mmmmmmmm....

Take us out Mr. Sulu... Warp Speed...

2005-10-28T21:37:00.000-04:00

(Darn it...
Seems like many of my favorite blogs already have posted this...
But... Meh...)

Well...
We all kinda knew it...
Most didn't really even think about it...

But George Takei...
Know throughout the world from his portrayal
of Mr. Sulu on Star Trek...
Has come out of the closet...

He joins the very... very... very short list
of out asian actors in the entertainment industry...

BD Wong
and Alec Mapa
(I haven't seen him on Half & Half...
But I did catch his stand up act on Logo Television...
My god... Hil-lar-ri-ous. Every time it comes back on..
I have to watch it again)

But yeah... that's it...
That's all she wrote when it come to out professional working asian actors.
This is kinda why I ended up not really persuing acting...

I majored in acting in college...
I don't regret it...
cause it helped me through a lot of issues I had.

But after being out of college for a couple of years...
Going from audition to audition...
I ended up getting so frustrated...

There were never any roles for a person of my ethnicity...
And being Filipino made it tougher...

Filipinos are technically half Spanish, half Asian...
So whenever I would go to auditions...
Especially ones for TV...
They didn't know what to do with me...
I wasn't Asian looking enough...
And I wasn't Spanish looking enough...

I ended getting roles in groups scenes...
Or sent on auditions for
Hawaiian...
Fijian...
and
Eskimo...

Yup...

Eskimo...
Loved that audition...

They were like...
It's a commercial for gasoline...
But it's kinda "Northern Exposure"esq...

Riiiiiiiiiight..... Ok.... whatever...

Needless to say... I didn't get it...

But yeah...
This was all years ago...
And now...
Mr. Sulu has joined the clan...

of 3 people...

For those asian/pacific islanders out there persuing acting...
Damn...
More power to ya'...
Cause it's gonna be tough...

And for those out there who are "out" and about...

You better be hard core serious...
Cause it's gonna be slim pickins' out there...

But if you are serious...
Good luck...
And I hope you make it big...

It'd be about time when we get a major asian actor
(out or not)
on screen in a major starring role...

WHO DOESN'T HAVE TO DO KUNG FU OR SOME SORT OF
ACTION JUMPING OUT OF CARS BULLSH*T.

Someone found a letter you wrote me... on the radio

2005-10-22T22:35:00.000-04:00

And they told the world just how you felt
It must have fallen out of a hole in your old brown overcoat
They never said your name
But I knew just who they meant.

Oh, I was so surprised and shocked, and I wondered too
If by chance you heard it for yourself
I never told a soul just how I’ve been feeling about you
But they said it really loud
They said it on the air
On the radio whoa oh oh
On the radio whoa oh oh
On the radio whoa oh oh
On the radio whoa oh oh

I was on the air...
(Well more correctly, on the net...)
just recently...
I was a special guest on a podcast...
And had a blast!

Peter from Macboy X had me on his podcast...

image is a button to the website

Basically it was us bantering about a whole bunch of things
like how similar our groups of friends are,
Family Guy and the technical difficulties we had
getting us together over Ichat.

link to the cast I was on is here...

And thanks to Peter...
I've also been introduced to the world of queer podcasting...

I download a lot of the following podcasts onto my PSP
and have been thoroughly enjoying them on my way to work...
Great listening that gets me through the day...

images are buttons to the podcast's site

Lucky Bitch Radio
by Wanda Wisdom

Minneapolis drag queen megastar wannabe Wanda Wisdom takes you on an audio journey of self-discovery the likes of which you'll never forget! She's lucky. She's a bitch. It's kinda like radio, so there ya go!

The Extraspecial Podcast
by Chris and John

Chris, John and their extraspecial guests ramble on about their extraspecial lives. Commentary, comedy, and news of the weird on the extraspecial Podcast.

Fox and the City
by Ragan Fox

pic is link to website... not for itunes subscription

Ragan Fox, a queer performance poet and artist, talks about gay life. One of the funniest podcasts in the pod-osphere. Home of the abortion cast (spoof of Mommy Cast), Hasidic Jew Gay Cast, Star Jones sex fantasy, and Trannie Fear Factor.

The Gay Trucker
by DJ David J

I am a gay trucker, 35, Canadian, white, inked, goatee, I am on the road in the US and CND, about 3 weeks at a time. I am also hiv+, love life, people, and love being a good person. See ya "GoodBuddys"

The LittleFatty Cast
by Mr. Larry Vader

The gay, the bad and the ugly. Two of the south's most outspoken Larry's talk about it all.

The Other O Show
by Omar and Alfredo

The Other O Show Featuring Alfredo is about life in Atlanta, GA from the point of view of a two unique, gay latinos with a lot of energy and vida! Tune in for your dose of azucar mixed with some down home Southern charm and all the funny stories we can remember.

Eat This Hot Show
by Wanda Wisdom, Ragan Fox, and Madge Weinstein

Hilarious weekly roundtable of the craziest voices in queer podcasting offer up their uniquely delicious spin on sex, politics, religion, gay rights, and more!

I'm still catching up on older episodes of a lot of shows...
And am still wanting to listen to more...
I have yet to listen to Madge Weinstein's Yeast Radio,
John Ong's Ongline Podcast, Corkey Mineola's The BadWeeds San Francisco and so many other of the podcast of characters...

If you want to learn more about them and other queer podcasters,
you can check out QPodder.
It's a site for the "Queercast" community to get together
and tell others out there about themselves...

So go...
Check out their feeds...
And hear life through somebody else's eyes...

Enjoy :)

Sunday Shenanigans

2005-10-17T20:02:00.000-04:00

I decided to photolog my sunday out...

Cause...

well...

Just cause.

Anywho...
Here is a montage of my Sunday...
by

Le Me

I ended heading out of my apartment to catch the train @ the Atlantic Avenue Center Mall around 4PM...

After fueling up @ Starbucks...

I was off to 34th Street...

"Why?" you may ask...

Well Peter over at MacboyX / Oh My Pod
got me a hook up on a ticket for the
Digital Life Expo
that was happening at the Jacob Javitz Center

(Oh BTW... I would like to take this opportunity to just state:
Peter Rocks! Thanks Peter!)

I had heard about the expo online and was interested in going...
But it hadn't been at the top of my list...

(Hell, I might have missed it... if Peter hadn't reminded me.)

Anyway
I got to 34th St. and 8th Ave...
And begun treking my way to 10th Ave...

And...

I quote...

"It's a twister!!! It's a twister!!! Auntie Em!!! Auntie Em!!!"

Like... HUGE gusts were coming from the Hudson River...
And since 10th Ave is close to the water...
I was getting full blast of it all...

Sheesh...

But anyway...
I ventured forward and made it to the Jacob Javitz...

I got my ticket...
And as soon as I walked in...

My inner geeked started to pant..

I entered the ropes and
I was immediately bombarded by plasma screens everywhere...

NICE!

I was mainly there to see any new developements
with the next generation video game consoles...
And any type of peripherals for my sony PSP...

But it was great to see the gadgets, programs and services
that the market has and is to about to offer...

I could go on for hours with all that I saw...
But I'm only going to focus in on the highlights...

First...

Multiplayer tournaments

There were nurmerous LAN first person shooter tournaments being held...
I had always seen these things happening on G4 TV...
(Where multiple people are connected on the same network and play together on multiplayer games...)
But I had never seen one up close...
Real cool...
Seeing multiple screens set up next to each other...
Showing different perspectives of the same gamefield...
Gunfire and carnage at it's best...

There was also...

*gulp*

A tournament for...

(LOL)

I sh1t you not!!!

I was extremely amused...
Cause...

1. The conestants were DEAD SERIOUS about what they were doing...
(But I guess I would be too... I think there was prize money involved...
like $2000 or something.)

2. As a person in the music industry...
the music used on these games are hideous...
and these guys aren't really dancing...
It's really like Pavlovian Riverdancing.)

and

3. The strong gamely smell of geek sweat was wafting through the air...
(Cause they were "gettin down" like nobody's biznatch.)
And geek sweat is much different from normal sweat...
I think its the regular diet of Doritos and root beer...

It was a hollar and a half...

Next...

Accessories

Cause...

Well I'm gay...
(OK... not all gays love the accessories... but... work with me...)

I didn't really find anything for my PSP...
(darn)
But there were bushels of Ipod accessories....

The most ineresting ones...

The ipod purse...

Functional and fashionable...
A seperate and pronouced pouch for the lady on the go...
(That sounded kinda dirty... hee hee hee.)

The IGuy and IKitty...
(Awwwww so cute... meow.)

And this one...

I have no idea...
But I thought Peter would have wanted this if he had made it to the show...
(Or at least had gotten a whole hearted "gafaw"... :) )

Then

The Odd

Virtual Bowling?

So let me get this straight...
You made a sport video game to get kids into being active
based on a game where men who can't run 5 feet without panting
cause they bulit up a gut from all the beer they consumed
while sitting on their fat asses in between getting up walking 2 feet and tossing a ball?

Nice.

And next...

Ummm...

Why?

Just sooooooo bad...

And finally

The Brilliant

Yay!!! Rampage!!!!

Conferenced Music Jamming...
(LIke one person plaing the drums here... someone playing the horns in the East Village
And someone playing the guitar in Florida.... awesome.)

Yay!!! Golden Axe!!!!

Guitar Hero... Think Karaoke for the air guitarist in all of us...

And...
WOW...
The XBox 360...

I just have to say...
Even though, I'm more than likely gonna be getting the Playstation 3 when it comes out...
The Xbox 360's gameplay and graphics are INSANE!!!

Beautiful... just beautiful...

Speaking of beautiful...

After about an hour or two...
I started getting bored...
So like many other gay men with a digital camera on hand...
I decided to take a couple of pictures of some cutes guys that were there...
(And surprising... there were pleeeeeenty.)

The gratuetous security guard shot...

and the on the sly...
"Hey look at that screen. I need to take a pic of that."
While secretly snapping a photo of the guy you think is cute...
By getting him in the corner of the frame...
*sigh*

But that lasted for only so long...

So I moved on to
The Eagle for it's Sunday Beer Blast...

(It' was only a couple of blocks down... so :) )

I hung out with the guys for a bit...
Sucked down some beer...
Played some pool...
(Which I still not have learned that I should never play when I'm drunk.)
And had a "blast".

After a number of brewskies...
I was well lubricated for the next vernture of my trip...

The 3rd anniversary party of the 718 Sessions...
Danny Krivit's Monthly bash held at Deep...

This was the perfect topper for the night...
Great music...
Good people...
And FUN... FUN... FUN...
God... It was sooo much fun...

Sunday was brilliant...
And looking back on these photos...

I'd just like to say...

New York, New York... A hell of a town.

*grin*

Hello... (Hello Hello...) Is there anybody out there?

2005-10-13T19:04:00.000-04:00

Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone home?

*puts up lighter*

Floyd!

Sorry...
Had a moment...

But really... the question is...

Where the hell are all you people coming from?!?!?

As you might have noticed...
I have a stat counter tucked in the side of my blog...
I'm just curious as to whom is visiting me...
What brought you here...
Etc...
Ya know... no big woop...

But recently... I've seen the hits on the site like,
triple in the past 3 or 4 days...

I'm not complaining...

I'm just curious as from where you guys are coming from...

I get some info from my counter...
Like if someone came to me cause they googled something
and wanted more information on the subject by going to my blog...

(I get a number of hits from people looking for "fanta costumes"
and just recently for "Miami Ink"... lol.)

But the large number of people
who have been flooding in..
Don't register with any type of referring site or search...

Very weird...

So...

If anybody is out there...
Which from the counter's perspective...
There is...

Could somebody just...

I don't know...

Mention how they got here...
In the "comments" section...

Just to satisfy this curiosity...

Thanks :)

Hear hear

2005-10-12T19:31:00.000-04:00

Originated in the British parliament in the 18th century
as a contraction of 'hear him, hear him'.

Yes... hear him... hear him...

Cause I really love his new podcast...

Fellow blogger and bud...
Peter from Macboyx
has delved into the "Land Of Pod"...

He's started his own podcast...
Oh My Pod!

A great "slice of life" show...
Covering geekdom, gaydom, careerdom and domain...

I really enjoy it when he has guests on...
Especially when he has his BF Shawn and their friend AJ on...
They do carry on...
It's a kiki.

:)

So go check it out...

pssst... I made the picture below a hyperlink to the site ;)

Ok... I DON'T want to hate anyone...

2005-10-11T18:52:00.000-04:00

Really I don't...
But motherf*cker...

Ok...
I'm a lover, not a fighter...
I can be assertive when I need to...
I could be more aggressive sometimes...
And I have taken the passive/aggressive route more than once...

I blame my Dad...
Yeah... yeah... I know...
...always blaming the parents... what a cop out....
Well ya know what...
They're my parents...
I was the one to grow up with them...
So...
F. U. smart @ss...

Anyway...
Growing up, my Dad always had a short fuse...
Like ALWAYS...
Used to blow up at the littlest thing...
This combined with another "problem" he had...
Made life a little...

ehem...

Difficult...

I coped with it all with many defenses...
Complete emotional shut down sometimes...
Being passive/aggressive...
And not being assertive at times...
Even though I knew he was wrong...

(We had an arguement one time when I was young
where he thought 12 AM was 12 PM cause his rational was,
11PM follows 10PM , so 12 PM has to follow 11PM...
Like WTF! And his mentality was always
"I know what's right... Use your head.")

In the end I just didn't want to deal...

I let things pass by me or if something came up against me...
I'd concede...

He wore me out... emotionally.

Well...
As I got older...
I got wiser and I've grown up some
when it comes to my emotions and situations...

thank god...

But now I have someone in my life...
Who I have to interact with all the time...
And I really, really, really loathe them...
Like, battery acid in the belly...

This person is rediculously aggresive to the point of being mean...
They make situations unreasonable...
Cause they believe that they are right...
And that they do no wrong...
There's always this undertone of...
"You're such a f*cking moron. This should be simple."
Whenever this person needs me to do something...
But never really states what they need...

But I can't really "hate" them...
This person just oozes an air of "miserable"
Like life beat them down...
Or that they've beat themselves down...
And they're just passing on the pain...

But it still irks me...

I want to be more aggressive with this person...
But... there's a big part of me that haunts my head and says...

"Don't end up like your Dad."
"Don't yell... don't force your aggressiveness forward."

My Dad had 2 heart attacks
cause he was always stressed...
Always on a short fuse...
Always trying to push...
And be aggressive...
And get things his way...

I've never seen him really happy...

And I've seen people around him...
That have lashed back at after all these years...
In their own ways...
Because of the way that he was...

I don't want to end up like him...
But I don't want to let people step on me...

I've always tried to find a balance...
A line where I know when to "push"...
But I always seen to aim too low...

ugh...

God...
I don't know where I'm going with this...

I guess this is where I needed to go...

This is one of the great things about blogging...

A place to vent...

A place to cleanse and let demons go...

I guess I needed to see the feelings I had inside
on screen to see where I'm at...

And now that I know...
I need to move on it...

Cause... I don't want to hate anyone...

"G Force" or "How I learned to love the Anime."

2005-10-10T22:24:00.000-04:00

I decided to pick up some DVD's for me to transfer over to my PSP,
so I could watch them on my daily commute...
I ended up picking "Lost in Translation"...

(Which I ended up not finishing cause...
1. The DVD translator didn't work on it, darn it...
So I ended up not being able to watch it on my ride...
and
2. My week ended up being so busy that I wasn't able to watch it at home.
Meh... )

But I was stumped as to what else to watch...

I was walking up and down the aisles
and ended up in the animation section...
As I was perusing the titles...
One jumped out at me...
The cover had a lone figure dressed in a white bird costume
with a giant letter "G" glowing in the corner...

"Wait a minute... It's 'G Force'!!! ...ummm I mean... 'Gatchaman'?!?!?"

One of my favorite times in my life was channel 11
(WPIX back then)
on sunday afternoon as a kid...

Besides the Kung Fu movies...
(Which is an entire other post unto itself...)

There was this cartoon that didn't look like other cartoons I've seen...

Hanna Barbera was everywhere...
Laff olympics, Scooby Doo, El Cabong, etc...
But then there was this super hero group...

G Force...

(Which was also aired as "Battle Of The Planets" sometimes too...)

This cartoon, with voices that didn't match up like a Godzilla film...

With heros with an edge...

Dressed up in bird costumes to represent their personalities...
And abilities...

Big eyes and smiles...

Draw so differently and sharp...

A certain amount of realism that I'd never seen before...

And I loved it...

I didn't know it at the time...
But I had been exposed to my first taste of Anime...
And from there...
I developed a greater respect for animation from overseas...

I was never a die hard fan...
But I'm always drawn to Anime...
An interpretation of life
(past, present, future and alternative)
from a different perspective...
A different cultural basis...

Giant robots...
Demons and hunters...
Priests and Princesses...
Super soldiers...
And Anti-Heros...

And there was the cover of the series that started it all...
Staring right at me...
"Gatchaman"...
(Which I found out was the real title of the show...)

Needless to say...
I rented it...
And have been witnessing Ken and the crew
foil Galactor's plans for days now...

*grin*

I *heart* anime...

Either you're in... Or you're out...

2005-10-04T21:59:00.000-04:00

OK...
I'm no label whore...
(Please... the majority of my wardrobe is Old Navy...
And...
Come on... Doesn't it feel good to Payless.)
But I was watching Bravo
and I saw that one of my favorite reality shows is coming back on...
Project Runway Season 2 is set to come back on this fall...

I loved this show...

I've always been passively interested in the fashion scene...

I've been artistically geared ever since I could remember...
Fascinated with color and texture...
Shape and contrast...
And well...
Fashion is that...
But it moves...

Art on the move...

Another reason why I liked the show
was because of the personalities brought together...
Which brings me to the other item I noticed...

As I was surfing for more info on Project Runway on the Bravo website...
I came across this...
Project Jay...
The Uber Fashion Bear/Winner extraordinaire...
Jay McCarroll...
Has an hour long documentary in the works...
Following his time from winning the first Project Runway...
Till now...
Unfortunately on the site...
The documentary debut date was "TBA"
Hopefully Bravo will be smart and premiere it
with the new season of Project Runway...

Can't wait...

And so are the blogs of our lives...

2005-10-03T01:46:00.000-04:00

Well I had a great birthday weekend...
Culminating with me heading over to the Eagle...
And eating leftover Eagle anniversary cake...
(If you squint your eyes a bit... It looks like birthday cake. ;) )
I ended up staying downstairs for most of the night...
But decided to head upstairs to the deck for a bit...
Cause the night was so brilliant...
(Airy and clear...)
Lucky I did, cause I scored the Bloggers hat trick...
I ended up running into Davis from evilBuddah,
Diego from Diego's Trip
(I mean Jimmy... Um... Diego?),
and Aaron from Meanwhile...
I stayed longer than I should have...
(read: I'm sleepy as I type this....)
But it was worth it...
Bantered about with my fellow bloggers about everything...
And then some...
But in the end, I needed to take my ass home...
I walked/bused my way to Union Square with Davis,
Touching on common ground...
(Geekdom... PSP... music... etc...)
It was real good to meet someone who has similar interests to mine...
Unfortunately we had to part ways as his train pulled in...
Minutes after...
My train pulled up...
And I got myself back home...
With a great birthday night tucked under my belt...

*smile*

Thanks to everyone who wished me a Happy Happy :)

I'm 1 year older this weekend...

2005-09-29T21:01:00.000-04:00

And I'm tepid about it...

I've never really done anything special for my birthday...
Not since I was a little kid...

I did talk to a friend of mine...
And I might want to get something together later this month...

But when it comes to this weekend...

The familiar might be the way to go...

I'll probably hit up...
(I think it's tomorrow...)
Snaxx...
A party that happens on alternative Fridays
In the basement of the Westside Tavern...
With my friends Gustavo and Rich King Djing...
Great music...
And burly bear types pounding back beers...

Probably stay there till 1...
Then head over to...
The Cock in the East Village...
(My usual haunt on a friday night.)
Another friend there...
Dominic Brando, DJ's the night...
Again...
Great music...
And a great place to get lost in...

Sat...
meh...
We'll see...
Maybe some me time... :)

Then Sun...
Beer blast at the Eagle...
(My usual haunt on Sunday... :) )
With friend...
Paul Ferrer manning the CD decks...
Great music...
Surly, burly dudes...
Cheap beer...
And a great place to get lost...

See a trend?

So that pretty much sums it up...

Exciting, isn't it... LOL

Whoa... We've hit 1000!

2005-09-28T01:05:00.000-04:00

I came in tonight...
And just noticed...

The counter has rolled into 1000+

Very Jerry Lewis Telethon...

LOL

Thanks to all that have joined me in this jalopy of a blog...

Especially to many of my fellow bloggers...

I'd also like to thank all the people trying to find
Fanta soda costumes for Halloween through my blog...

(Geez... If i had a dollar for everytime someone entered my blog
looking to dress up like a Fantana hussy...
I'd be rich right now.)

Woot.

My new obsession...

2005-09-26T19:04:00.000-04:00

Thursday Plantation - Tea Tree Toothpicks

Maybe it's my oral fixation...

please choose from the following:
a. "Oh... I can give you something to fixate on."
b. "Gee... I wouldn't have guessed with you being a cock sucker and all."
c. "You weren't weened properly as a child, were you."
d. "Blow me."

But I love these chewing sticks/toothpicks...
I normally chew gum...
Like, all the time...
But these are great...
They are chock full of flavor...
Just as strong as Dentine Ice Black...
They last for hours...
And...
I feel like a bad ass with a toothpick chopping in my mouth...
Awesome...

Miami Ink

2005-09-20T22:36:00.000-04:00

I previously wrote about
some of my favorite TLC and Discovery Channel shows...
Mostly because of the good looking guys that they featured...
And my new favorite show is no exception...

Miami Ink is a new show that has been added to the TLC line up
about a group of friends that have opened a tattoo shop in Miami...

I was attracted to the show by the guys at first...
Especially Nunez and Darren ...
(I love tattoos on a guy... woof.)
But after watching it more and more...
I've grown to love it in other ways...

The tattoos that they've done are beautiful...
From whole compositions...
To more archetypical symbols...
Each one is executed brilliantly...
All the artists bring so many different strengths to the shop
that anyone could walk in there and find something they'll love...

But another part of the show that I love are the stories...
The reasons that people get the tattoos...
Some get them as gifts...
Some as a bond towards loved ones,
some still here and some that have passed away...
Some get them as protection...
Some as celebrations or notations...

This is my favorite part...
It hits home cause I have 2 tattoos of my own...

The very first one that I had gotten is this one...

I received this tattoo when I was in my early 20's...
This ankle tattoo is a chain with a link being broken...
I wanted something to encompass the feeling
I had about myself at that time...
I was at a point in my life where I needed to come into my own...
To break away from the me that was holding me back...
And set free the me I wanted to be...
I imagined a link of chain holding my leg from moving forward...
Almost shackling me to my past...
Then me forcing my leg ahead...
Wanting to strive free...
Breaking away...
And breaking the chain...

My second one is this one...

It's a tattoo that wraps around my forearm...
I got this almost a year ago...
It, in the simplest term, is a "beat"
Music is a big part of my life...
Wrapping around me and through me...
I wanted this to reflect that...
But it also means more than that...

There is a belief in some of the eastern religions
that there is a tone or sound that runs through all things...
Thus why people chant, recite mantras, etc...
To be in touch with that sound, with everything...
This is a play on that...

I believe that everything has a rhythm...
That everything has a beat...
It is that one beat that ties us all together...
The movement of the stars...
The changing of the leaves...
The crashing of the tide...
The flicker of fire...
The flow of traffic...
The pace of solitude...
Life, death, and everything before, between and after...
It all goes to a beat...

I also wanted something archetypical...
That could be looked at different ways...
I wanted something tribal...
But modern...
Something electronic...
But elemental...
Opposite ends brought together in balance...

I love both my tattoos so much.

But after watching Miami Ink for a while now...

I'm craving another...

and soon.

Virtually Drunk...

2005-09-19T00:12:00.000-04:00

On my way home tonight...
After a full night of beers and bears...
I popped on my Burnout Legends game on my PSP
to kill sometime...
I'd just like to say...
If you ever see me try to to get behind the wheel of an automobile...
After a night I had tonight...
Smack me in the face and take away the keys...

Then depending on who you are...
smack me on the ass and throw me over your shoulder...woof.

But seriously...
I really saw how off my reaction time was with the game...
like, turns I normally would be able to do in my sleep...
Ended up coming out of nowhere...
Crash after crash ended up happening...
Just pure carnage...
Eeeek...

Don't Drink and Drive.

Seriously...

Shake what ya' mama gave ya'....

2005-09-17T20:54:00.001-04:00

This past week has been a brilliant series of coincidences...
We received a record at my job that my friend had produced...
I hadn't seen him for a while and had planned to call him
sometime later to tell him that we had received his song...
Well...
I ended up heading up to the West Village on my way home
to pick up a Mega Millions ticket...
"All it takes is a dollar and a dream."
Then...

BAM.

I run into my friend hanging out on a street corner talking to someone
after he had just finished parking his car...
We end up shooting the bull and catching up on things for a while...
He ends up telling me that an good friend and former customer
from the store wanted to call me and that my friend gave her my number...
I was like, "cool" and then put it away in the back of my brain...

After we parted, I got my ticket and headed home...
Got home...
And went through my normal routine...
Started making dinner and in the meantime
going through my email and RSS feeds...
I ended seeing that evilBuddha was going to see Danny Tenaglia@ Crobar...
But I also saw that Derrick Carter was playing @ Spirit...
I hadn't seen Derrick play in a while...
So I had decided to start asking around about sorting things out for the event...

Anyway...
As I was sitting there...
My cell phone rings...
"Hello?"
"Hey there babe."
"D?"
"Mike?"
"Yeah."
"Oh my god... I called the wrong number."
"Who were you calling?"
"This butch queen I had a date with. I'm running late."

LOL

Basically we catch up with things and
I find out she is going to see Derrick at Spirit too...

what a coincidence...

We end up making plans where...
If my plans fall through that I would meet up with her...

Well to make it short...
My plans fall through...
And I end up planning to go with her...

I go meet up with her after a good number of beers
were thrown back while listen to my friend DJ'ing at The Cock...
I'm sitting in her apartment and find out
we're meeting up with a DJ friend of hers...
And that we were actually going to be staying at Spirit for a little bit...
Then we are going to Crobar...
I'm like... eh... OK...
I would have liked to have stayed @ Spirit longer... but... Alright...

Anyway...
We all get to Spirit...
Derrick was playing some great stuff...
Funky, snappy, swirly house music...
Chicago down...
Loved it...
We end up going up to the booth and saying hi to Derrick...
And then decide to go over to Crobar...

We head over to the next block...
We arrive...
And on our way through the ropes...
I end up seeing someone at the front of the line
that looked familiar to me...
This good looking Asian man waiting to get in...
then...

BAM.

On my way past I say...
"evilBuddah"
smile and walk past...
Hoping to run into him inside...

LOL

Well it was mayhem...
In a slightly good sort of way...
Busy...
But the crowd was a bit... "meh"
The music was typical Danny...
Dark...Tribally... Pumpin' house...
It took me a bit to get into it all...
But once he reved up...
Woo boy...
I was danceing like it was going out of style...
After about an hour...
I feel a hand on my shoulder...
It was Davis... evilBuddha...
Even amongst the huge crowd
we managed to find each other...
We made our greetings
and ended up dancing together for the entire night...
I had lost my other friends in the mean time...
But i made a new one in the process...
It was great hanging out with him...
Getting down with his bad self...
:)
After a long while...
My body started caving in...
I was pooped... and had to get to my bed....
I heading home...
And fell asleep,
satisfied with this perfect series of coincidences...

"Bring out the Gimp... Bring out the Gimp."

2005-09-08T21:47:00.000-04:00

OK...
For those who know me...
I'm not a vicious man...
I can be a bit cynical at times...
But that's it...
So...
As a disclaimer:

I have no personal prejudice towards those who
are handicapped or have any type of physical deformity.
For those readers who might be offended by my following comments,
I do apologize in advance.

Alright...

With that out of the way...

Gimp.

I don't know why the word is funny...
But me and a co-worker had a knee slapping,
side splitting, hearty guffaw over this word...

Here's the synopsis...

My co-worker had found this oversized, bright orange, plastic letter "G"
someone was going to throw away in our office building...

He decided to put it up at his work station cause of the whole...
"Yo 'G', wat up." type deal...

Anyway...
Today he decides to clean up his desk and get rid of some of his clutter...
To clean up a bit,
He decides to put up the letter "G" up on one of our walls while I was out to lunch...

I come back and see it... and immediately start to laugh...

It was hung high up... and reminded me of Sesame Street
when they would sound out words like...
"C"... "at"............ "Cat"

Well... he goes out to lunch...
And I decide to write out the letters...
"imp." on a piece of paper...
And tack it on the end of the "G"

So the word "Gimp." is hanging on the wall...

He comes back and cracks up...

We've then agreed to use the "G" to have a "word of the day" each day...

And as an added bonus... you must use the word in the form of a sentence, phrase or name.

And of course...
The way that we are...
We took this way out of control...

One person chimed in:

"On the way to work today... I laughed at a gimp."

Which I countered with:

"Don't laugh at the gimp... She is my mother."

Then my co-worker chimes in:

"Hey...Did you see that movie Tom Hanks was in? Forrest Gimp?"

We looooooost it after that...

and then it was on...

Osama Gimp laden

George W. Gimp

To All The Gimps I've Loved Before.

My Neck, My Gimp, My Pussy And My Crack.

Gimp Said Knock You Out.

The Sugarhill Gimps

Gimpin' 2: Electric Boogaloo

"Big gimpin'... on the G.I.M.P."

Raiders of The Lost Gimp.

Gimp Magnolias

Silence of the Gimps

Gimp Factor

Trading Gimps

Gimp My Ride

"These are the Days of Our Gimps"

General Gimp

Will and Gimp

Queer Eye for The Straight Gimp

The Usual Gimps

Kill Gimp: Vol. 2

Reservoir Gimps

Episode 3: Revenge of the Gimps

There are so many more ridiculous ones...
But I can't recall them off the top of my head...
But let's just say...

None were tasteful...

Awesome.

A perfect day.

2005-09-05T20:09:00.000-04:00

Yesterday I went to Riis Park Beach again...

I'd just like to say...

Eating a juicy red apple...
With the sun shining brilliantly overhead...
As a cool breeze blows by...
On a beautiful sandy beach...
As guys sunbathe all around you...
While the rhythmic crashing of the waves churn in the distance...

Makes for one of the best days I have had...

EVER.

MoMA - PS1... Sculpture, Paintings and Booty Shaking...

2005-08-27T23:58:00.000-04:00

Went to the Warm Up event at PS1 - MoMA in Queens today...

The last time I had gone was last year...
The last party of that year with François K...
I had an amazing time then...

Had an amazing time today...
Today's event had Doc Martin headlining...

Great house music under a beautiful blue sky...

A cool breeze blowing by...

Magic Hat Number 9 on tap...

It's moments like this that makes life worth living...

*grin*

(The photo is from one of last year's events)

If I could pleasure my PSP... again...

2005-08-26T19:58:00.000-04:00

I'd be using my hands to play with more than just it's buttons...

For my fellow bloggers who were curious as to what a PSP is...
Here's a link for ya...

Playstation.com - PSP

PSP stands for PlayStation Portable

It's kinda like a GameBoy...

It plays games...
(Very high quality games...)

But you can also:
-Listen to music...
-Watch videos...
-Look at photos...
-Download content through a USB connection from your computer...
and
-Surf the net and connect with fellow gamers through WiFi...

All stuffed in my back pocket...

I love it...

I never leave home without it...

If I could pleasure my PSP...

2005-08-24T19:08:00.000-04:00

I'd be going down on it right now. I finally got that 2.0 update I've been fiending for for 2 weeks. Guess who's blogging from it right now? :)

Runway as a house... Runway as a house...

2005-08-21T16:31:00.000-04:00

Well... I ended up going to the
Latex Ball
last night...

No it's not a bondage convention...

It's the annual vogue ball that the extension of the GMHC...
The House of Latex...
throws every year...

It's a fundraiser promoting safe sex and HIV prevention...
Gearing it toward the Ballroom community...
Which is comprised mainly of Black and Latin Gay men and women...

For those not familiar with what voguing, balls,
and what the ballroom community is about...
I suggest renting...
Paris Is Burning
and going to
The Underground Culture of Balls
(Put together by the House of Enigma)
for more information...

I've always been facinated by the Ballroom scene...
And have tried to go to this event every year...

I had a great time...
And yes it ran late...
It could have been organized better...
And there were dead times at times...
But all in all I had a "ball"...

The performances were tight...
The girls were giving face...
And the boys were giving body...
(Boy... were they ever... woof.)

It was a Rock em' Sock em' time...

Psssst...

2005-08-10T22:54:00.000-04:00

I found a great blog through The WOW report...
It's called...

PostSecret

The idea of the blog is to anonymously mail...
A secret written on a 4x6 postcard of any material...
And then select ones are posted...

"Be brief - the fewer words used the better.
Be legible– - use big, clear and bold lettering.
Be creative - let the postcard be your canvas."

Some are beautiful...
Some are disturbing...
Some are just plain funny...

Go check it out...

Burst Bulb...

2005-08-07T22:56:00.000-04:00

Well...
This weekend has come and gone...

And life threw me multiple loops...

One of my favorite cousins had her wedding this weekend...
It was a beautiful ceremony and a great reception...
It was probably the first reception where I actually danced at...
(Being in the dance music industry...
I'm not very fond of mobile DJ's...)
But the DJ ended up playing some decent Reggaeton...
And Salsa... so :)

I'm very proud of her...
She had her wedding the way she wanted...
And didn't kowtow to family pressures
concerning certain aspects of how it was to go...
It was her day...
Well, hers and her hubby...
But, yes... it was hers to make the way she wanted.
I very very proud.

But before I left...
I was given the news that one of my good friends...
Found out that his ex died...
The aspect of his death, I'll leave out...
That's his business...
But all in all...
I'm very sad for him...
They were very close...
And his death was a shock...
Something unexpected...
My heart goes out to him...

Then...
For some apparent reason...
Maybe the ending of a season...
The wind blowing a different way...
I dunno...
But I decided to tell my Parents I was Gay this weekend...

*eeek*

Pretty much everyone else in my family knows I'm Gay...
My parents were the last to know...
I have never been really close to my family...
Some more than others...
But when it came to my parents...
I'm pretty much distant from them...
One of the main reasons was because of my sexuality...
The other reasons...
well...
That's a whole other post...

But...
I've been satisfied with not telling them...
Because I believed that it made no consequence on my life...
But I was wrong...
I had a hole to fill in concerning who I am...
I always wanted to stand up for Gay issues...
But it's hard to do when you can't even
tell your parents that you're Gay...
I've also decided to be more visual about my sexuality...
Not skirting around the issue as much...
If a situaltion comes up...
Facing up to the matter to tell someone that I'm gay...
I'm getting better about it...
But I still have to feel more comfortable...

My Dad reacted the way he usually does...
Ended up not saying anything...
Staying out of the matter...
And continuing on watching TV...

My mother on the other hand...

*Oye Vey*

She broke down...
Crying and screaming...
With the statements and questions that I was luckily prepared for...

But I didn't expect how hard she took it...

"Why did you do this to us?"

"I tried to raise my children right."

"I worked so hard..."

"Be careful... you have to be careful."
(More than likely concerning HIV.... My mom was a nurse.)

'Why did you decide to do this?"
(Which I counter with...
"It's how I am... it's not a choice."
Which she chose to respond with...
"Well you could choose not to be..."
Which I then said...
"I can't... I would be miserable...
I wouldn't be able to live that way...
Why do you think I ended up waying almost 300 pounds?!?!
I hated myself... I was miserable...")

I ended up spending the entire time trying to console and convince...

"It's not a bad thing... It's not a bad thing..."

The kicker was when she said...

"We were going to pospone
our moving to the Philippines until you got married...
And have someone to take care of you..."
There will be no one to take care of you..."

That hit me hard...

On a lot of levels...

It drained me...

But at least now the ball is in their court...

And...

To top it all off...

A good friend of the family...
Someone I didn't know too well...
But was important to many people in my family...
He died today...
Again...
The terms of his death I'll leave out...
But he was ill of heath...
But lived his life despite it...
I hope he's ok wherever he is.

Ups and Downs...

Ups and Downs...

So many things...

And I've shorted out...

For the love of god! Give it to me! C'mon! Give it to me now!

2005-07-28T20:17:00.000-04:00

I want that PSP 2.0 update!

What did you guys think I was talking about?!?!

(You pervs...)

It's adding on a lot of extra features for the PSP...
The most important feature...

Web Browser!

Wireless internet...
At my fingertips...

Woo hoo!

Oh yeaaaaaaah...

Awww...

C'mon...

Don't make me beg now...

Down for the count...

2005-07-26T21:20:00.000-04:00

I have no idea what I have/had...
I ended up going to work this morning...
Going through the usual motions...
Then...

BAM...

Chills...
Light headedness...
Stomach pains...
And I got real, real tired...

I ended up going home...

I managed to eat a little...
Then I crawled up on the couch...

And then proceeded to fall asleep for 6 HOURS...

Grabbed a blanket...
Sweated things out a bit...

But now I'm up...
Ate again...
And I'm... generally okay...
Still a little tired...
Stomach still a little off...
But all in all...
Okay...

Weird.

Maybe it was the B-O-L-O-G-N-A.

(Thanks Peter... :p I thought it looked wrong... lol)

Gooo Weeeeest! Gooo Weeeeest!

2005-07-25T21:42:00.000-04:00

Ok...
I'm not rolling in the dough...
Basically... I'm living... and that's it...

I've been working at my company for a while now...
and I have vacation time coming.

So...

I want to go somewhere...

But where?

I know I don't have the money...
But I really want to go back to...

*Cue Up Village People Song*

SAAAAAAN FRAAAAAN CISCO...
SAAAAAAN FRANCISCOOOOO...

*End Village People Song*

Reason?!?!?

I'll give you two...

The Love Parade (San Francisco)
&
The Folsom Street Fair

They're both happening on the same weekend!!!!!!!

And I want to go really really really really badly...

I went to the first Love Parade that San Francisco held last year...
And I had an amazing time...
Great vibe...
Very cool people...
And excellent music...
I shook the money maker till the very last dime...

As for the Folsom Street Fair...
I hang out at the Eagle here in New York City...
I'm not huge into the leather scene...
I kinda really just like the guys,
with or without the leather...
(woof.)

*sigh*

What's a boy to do...

Tequila!

2005-07-24T16:57:00.000-04:00

I've been toying around with the idea
of moving out to San Francisco...

This may be the deciding factor...

Paul Ruben's Day

It was Paul Rubin's Day in San Fran yesterday!!!

It's basically a celebration honoring Paul Rubin
(aka Pee Wee Herman)...
And centering on the idea of how his arrest
for masturbating in a porn theater ended a budding career too soon.

In other words... It's a celebration promoting one to be sex positive...

In our country...
Where guns, violence and murder are ok to portray in film...
God forbid there be any type of sexual expression in the media...

Jinkies!
Costume malfunction!
Buttocks on NYPD Blue!
"Hot Coffee" in my GTA San Andreas!

Puleeeez.

Perverted?
I know you are, but what am I?

Longtime Companion

2005-07-19T21:06:00.000-04:00

I was just watching Longtime Companion
on Logo...
I haven't see this movie since I was a teenager...
I had seen it on PBS...
Late one night...

Back then I was still figuring out who I was...
AIDS (and HIV) finally had a face...
And I cried when the movie was over...

I just finished watching the movie now...

And I still cried...

Back then...
When I was a teen...
My life was pretty sheltered...
My parents did a great job protecting me from this world...
But deep down inside...
I wanted to experience life...
All of it...

I came to NYC for college...
And from there, I got what I wanted...

All of it...

At the end of the movie...
Everyone comes back to the beach on Fire Island...
The beach where the story began...
Everyone alive and dead...
Celebrating the cure of AIDS...

One of the main characters stands there...
It's him picturing the friends that he lost...
Coming back...
And the smile on their faces beaming for everyone to see...
Then...

A cut to just him and his lover standing alone
on the beach with their girlfriend...
No one but them...

He finally saying...

"I hope to see that day."

(The day they find the cure for HIV)

Back then...
The story was a only a sad story...
One I could relate to only by referring to losses
and struggles in my life ever so far...
Yes I cried...
I cried for them...
Understanding as far as I could...

But that was then...
And this is now...

I have been lucky to know and have become friends
With many individuals living with HIV...
And many of them are strong, wickedly sharp individuals...
Who plow through life and touch many people around them...

I'm not going to portray them as victims...
Cause that's not who they are...
But when I saw Longtime Companion again tonight...
I cried because of the people before them...
The people who didn't have the benefit of drugs available so far...
Of individuals who had to live and die
not knowing exactly what they were going through...
I didn't really understand back then...
This was just a "fictional" story of one group of friends...
Yes...
But this story was played out...
By MILLIONS of groups of friends...

For the many HIV positive individuals
who have helped round out my life
in one way or another...
And the people who came before them
who lost their lives in this war...

It's for these individuals...
And the ones who will come after them...

I say..
(15 years later after it was first said in Longtime Companion)

"I hope to see that day."

(The day they find the cure for HIV)

Please disregard doubt with monogamy's existence in previous post...

2005-07-17T23:17:00.000-04:00

Went out tonight with "this guy"...

We drank...
We danced...
We laughed...
We smiled...

I liked him...

He liked "someone else"...

"Someone else" lives in Ireland...

"This guy" is waiting for him...

Good enough for me...

I backed off...

Got to respect...

Tastes like dark chocolate...

Bitter sweet ya' know...

Yellow and Blue make Green

2005-07-09T21:25:00.000-04:00

I've yet to really have a long term relationship with a man....
I've dated a few people here and there...
But nothing longer than a couple of weeks...
And when I do have that relationship...

What is it going to be like?

There are all these questions that I have
when it comes to how a relationship should be...

And could be...

But one of the major things that has come to mind is...

Will there eventually be a third?

I've known many couples in my years
in the gay community....
Many of them have been friends of mine...
Many of them have been together for a number of years...

And many of them have included third parties into their sex lives...

I don't know how I feel about this...

I do understand enough...
The idea that when you've been with another person for a long time...
Sometimes you want to take your sex life to another level...
To spark something or fill in needs that you both want to fulfill...

I also understand the idea of how we've lived in a society where...
The standards for relationships have been set by a straight world...
And when it comes to gay relationships...
There are no real standards...
The idea of...
Why should I live my life dictated by a straight person's ideology?

I also understand that...
If you love someone...
You can trust that person...
You know that this is the person you want to wake up with in the morning...
Have breakfast with...
To have your ups and downs with...
And it's that trust, that bond, that will keep you together...

Even though you may bring in a third party...
It's that person you will be with for the rest of your life...
That third party is only for the sex...
(and for the friendship at times...)
Nothing more...

A part of me also sees the other side of it...
Part of me still sits in
the group of ideas that we have grown up with
when it comes to relationships...

If you're with someone...
It's that someone you should be with...

Monogamy had always been an undertone in the way I lived...
The idea of being faithful to one person and them doing the same...
Taking care of each other's needs...
No matter if it's needs of the heart or the body...

I had always perceived the idea of many couples who bring in a third
more like "friends with benefits"...

Yes they do love each other...
But doesn't the dynamic go askew at times?
Moments when one person gets more attention than the other...
Then the idea of jealousy comes into play...
Yes... If you love that person... you can trust them...
But doesn't "belonging and commitment" change into another phase?

I have flirted with couples and have actually been with a couple... couples...
But if I was in a relationship...
I don't think I could be comfortable having a third join us...
The idea of seeing the love of my life having sex with another person...
Giving himself to another...
Enjoying himself with another person...
I don't believe I would be able to take it...

Also...
I've come across a number of couples who had brought in a third...
Who later broke up soon after...
Either seeing other people...
Or one of them going off with the third person
they had origianally introduced into the relationship...

I don't know...
It's seems like a lot of couples that I know "share" themselves...
Like A LOT of couples...
And I'm very confused...

Has this become a standard now?
Has monogamy become a thing of the past?
Is this prevalent in the straight world as well and I don't know it?
Does bringing in a third weaken the bond of a pair?
Or does it strengthen it through an increase in trust brought on because of it?
And now, how do I deal if a couple wants to be with me?
Yes the temptation is there...
(God knows it's been a while...)
And even though I don't believe I could let a third
come into a relationship I would have...
Is it hypocritical of me to go home with a couple
who have chosen, for themselves, to include a third?

I guess I'll cross that bridge when I come to it...
It's just...
Many of the ideals that I once had
are coming into question now...
And I don't have enough people in my life
who I can approach to answer these questions...

oye vey...

Husky...

2005-07-03T01:35:00.000-04:00

No...
This post is not about pups...
Just one D.O. double G., son...
Me.

Husky...

That would be the clothing size I had when I was a kid...

Yup...

Husky...

Who really thought that was the best choice
to describe large clothes for fat kids?!?!

You have your Small...
You have your Medium...
You have your Large....
Then you have your HUSKY.

Lovely...

I was a big kid growing up...
Hell...
Portly if you will...
I was rather big, up until midway through college...

I weighed in around 240...
And that was all fat...

Then things about how I perceived myself changed in College
and I went on a diet, worked out and dropped down to 175-180...
I definitely owe alot of it to me coming out around then...
It really made me feel better about myself...

Now I'm back up to about 210...
Some muscle, some fat...
But comfortable...
Sort of...

I remember back then...

The big, fat kid that was picked on...
The one that never fit in anywhere...
Because of the way I felt inside and the way I looked outside...

That kid pops up in me...
I still can feel him creep up and get into my head sometimes...

I am feeling better about myself...
I know I'm ok...

It's just these situations I come across...

Body image bashes me in the face...

I hang out at the Eagle often...
I like hanging out there...
A place where guys can be guys...
I like it better than a lot of the other bars...
Mostly cause the guys aren't so preen and proper...

Yes, "Queer Eye" has helped out the community
by allowing us more exposure to a society that normally would ignore us...
But sometimes...
I don't want to wear the chinos with the button down...

T shirt and jeans...
Sometimes, all I want is t-shirt and jeans...

So the Eagle is a great place to hang out...
Guys being guys...

But then...
There are the muscle bears...
Don't get me wrong...
They're a great bunch of handsome guys...
They can be a little cliquey...
But I can understand that...
Most of them have know each other for years...
And have been part of the bear culture for a lot longer...

I've only been delving into the bear culture every so often...

It's just...
In a place where I felt most comfortable...
A place, where if your not as toned or as fit...
It's ok...

But when I see these guys take off their shirts...
I get that pang again...

That fat kid in my past slams his fist into my gut and I double over...

I know I'm not the Elephant Man...
But I've always had this problem with self esteem.
I'm better with it...
I carry myself very well...
But this kid is still there...
It's a part of who I am...
I can't deny that...

I just need to shut him up more often...

Logo Television

2005-06-30T21:44:00.000-04:00

Well...
I've been watching
Logo TV's
Opening night here in NYC...

And I applaud it....

So far so good...

Informative...
Entertaining...
Gay oriented television...

It makes me smile...

Gay people have their own television channel...

I never thought I would ever see the day...

Don'cha wanna...

2005-06-30T18:53:00.000-04:00

Wanna Fanta...
Don'cha wanna...
Wanna Fanta...

In your costume...
Hot and furry...
Grab a Fanta...
Hurry...
Hurry...

Wanna Fanta...
Don'cha wanna...
Wanna Fanta...
Don'cha wanna...

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!
I don't WANNA!!!!
Get off my TV!!!!
And get out of my HEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAADDDDD!!!!!
ARRRRRRRRRRRGH!

Oh the humanity!!!!

"Pride... A Deeper Love..."

2005-06-29T19:07:00.000-04:00

*start booty shake*

"Whoa... Whoa... Whoa... Whoa..."

*end booty shake*

Well...
Friends from VT came down for Pride and
I braved the crowds and the heat to hang with them.
I had a great time for Pride weekend...
Even though I don't normally do the Pride thing...

Sure I'm "Proud"...
But I guess it's just a bunch of factors
as to why I never really go out of my way for Pride anymore.

First of all...
This is my, like, 10th plus Pride for me...
I feel..
If you've seen one dyke on bike giving the finger
to the militant Christian with bullhorn once...
You've seen it all...

Second...
The events/parties/gatherings that I would like to attend...
I normally attend anyway in the city...
Except now they charge a cover for that weekend ...
Or they charge more...

And Third...
Gay Pride Day turns into...
Gay Shame Night in one fell swoop of fairie dust...

I just don't understand...

What license is there to act one way during Gay Pride...
That you don't have during the other 364 day of ones life?

Yes...
Pride allowed me in the beginning
to see that there are other people like me out there in the world...

(And we are numbered strong...)

And to revel in brotherhood...
And celebrate...

But Pride also means to me...

Pride in one's self as a person...

To respect one's self...
As well as others...

Yes, enjoy and have fun...

God knows I'm no saint...

But the dangerous areas
that people push themselves into
are nothing to celebrate.

Geez... how the hell did I get up on this soapbox?

Everybody's working for the weekend...

2005-06-24T20:34:00.000-04:00

It's Friday Night...

The kick off for Gay Pride here in New York City...

To all the peeps here in NYC...
and to those celebrating Pride where you are...

Be safe...

Be smart...

Have fun...

And have a Happy Pride...

10's 10's 10's 10's... 10's Across The Board!!!

2005-06-22T23:09:00.000-04:00

I just came back from Emanuel Xavier's annual
Glam Slam
and all I have to say...

It was CRUNCH!

crunch (adj.) - slang for cute to the Nth power

example:
I loved the party! I had such a good time. The soiree was crunch.

1 part Vogue Ball...
1 part Poetry Slam...
2 parts "Kiki".

kiki (n.) - an event where everyone has a good time

example:
I loved the party! I had such a good time. It was such a kiki.

kiki (v.) - 1. to have a good time. 2. to "carry on"

example:
At the party, we sat in the corner, had a couple of drinks and kiki'd.

Great pieces were read (each in their own way)...
But everything was balanced out with snaptastic humor...
(I was in stitches for a huge amount of the night.)

Mother Diva Xavier... turned... the mother f*cker.... OOOOOOOUT!!

(sorry... had a moment there.)

But next year...
If you are in New York...
I highly recommend going to this event...
One of the best times I've had every year.

Folsom Street East...

2005-06-20T21:24:00.000-04:00

FolsomStreetEast.org
I went yesterday with my friend Dominic...

I'd just like to say...

*turns on bullhorn*

IF I SAID HI TO YOU OR YOU SAID HI TO ME YESTERDAY...
PLEASE REMIND ME...
CAUSE I CAN ONLY REMEMBER BITS AND PIECES...

*turns off bullhorn*

$2 draft beers will do that to ya, ya know...

I had a good time...
I think...

I also ended up going dancing after...
So in other words...

I'm shot...

I have no idea how I made it through work this morning...

oh...
one more thing...

*turns on bullhorn*

TO THE GUYS WHO DECIDED TO JACK HAMMER OUTSIDE MY WINDOW THIS MORNING...

WTF!?!?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!!?

*turns off bullhorn*

I mean... really.

I love the movie and all...

2005-06-16T20:07:00.000-04:00

And yes I know it's Gay Pride month...

But how many times are they going to play
The Birdcage on TV?!?!

There are other Gay oriented movies out there ya know...

Sheesh.

By the way...

Favorite Quote:

Albert:
I was adorable once.
Young and full of hope.
Now, look at me.
I'm a short, fat, insecure, middle aged thing!

Armand:
I made you short?

Brilliant.

One of the most difficult things I've had to do...

2005-06-10T00:30:00.000-04:00

It's not contemplation on the inevitability of Death...

But...

Geez...

Trying to give yourself a "Fauxhawk" is a bitch...

Two mirrors...
A buzzer...
Some string...
And a rubberband...

MacGyver would have been proud...

Come Out... Come out... Where ever you are... Pt. 3

2005-06-08T21:49:00.000-04:00

Continuing from yesterday...

I walked around the dock for a while and took in the town...
Then I ended up back in the Holiday Inn thinking of everything
and most of all...
about myself.

The next couple of days I ended up doing a lot of the family thing...
Going to the beach...
Dinner at the Lobster Pot...
And...
yep...
Whale watching...

But every chance I had, I strayed off by myself...
I took in the sites, the shops, the food, the crafts...
But what I observed the most was the people...
How the guys with the guys and the girls with the girls were just...
Well...
Just being...

well...

BEING.

Comfortable...

Not afraid to express how they feel and who they are.
Fitting in their own skin.
Loving and laughing with another man (or woman)

And I wanted that too...

I also wanted to go back to The Family Jewels...

I walked into the shop...
And there he was...
There was...

Ummm...

"Hi."
"Oh... hey, how are you doing? Did you find everything ok?"
"Yeah, so far so good... I really like it around here."
"Yeah. Been working here most of my Summers... but I live in Boston."

...

"So... What's your name?"
"Oh... Sorry... Tom. Yours?"
"Mike."

"Nice to meet you."

"Same here."

And then we smiled.

I ended up hanging out with Tom all day...
And most of the next.

I learned that he was going to school in Boston and
he had been earning some dough for school working in the shop the past couple of Summers.
He found out that I was going to school in New York and that I was pursuing acting.

We laughed...
We shot the bull...

And I hung on every word...

Every moment...

We eventually ended up "getting together" another day...
But nothing major...
Nothing like the fireworks and rockets you see in movies...
It was really all about the getting together with someone in a place
where being with that person is just...

BEING.

My family and I left a couple of days later...
I said goodbye to Tom before I left...
We hugged and we kissed...
And as I walked away I looked back...

and he was still looking at me.

I don't think Tom ever realized what he became to me...

Tom became the push that I needed...

The kickstart into "me"...

The affection we shared...
Although not grand...
Was something I wanted to have again...
Something I wanted to explore...

I came to terms with the fact...

I wanted to love another man...

And to do that...
I had to be who I wanted to be
with the many who were around me...

That Fall...
I got back to college and came out to all my friends...

Some were taken back a bit...
But most kept by my side.
I opened the door to the Closet
and strolled out with my hands slung in my pockets...

From then on...
The lines of my life started to connect...
and the picture became more clear...

By coming out, I filled a space in who I was...
And it let me move on into who I am to come...

Come Out... Come out... Where ever you are... Pt. 2

2005-06-07T20:01:00.000-04:00

A continuation from yesterday...

(And as a disclaimer...
remember this happened, like, 10 years ago...
so some things I have to kinda fill in, but in all, I'm scraping it up as it had happened.)

The paved road was straight forward but bobbed up and down...
through small dunes and hills...
On either side lay very New England type houses...
Shutters and porches...
Railings and elaborate trimmings...
Fine wisps of sand powdered the pavement...
The air overhead was a bit grey, but the wind felt good whipping past my face...
I enjoyed the scenery... and began to admire the sites around me...

People pulling up to driveways ready for the weekend...
A elderly lady tooling around one of her planters on her front porch...
Two guys hanging out on their roof deck...
One guy shaving the other guy's head...

Which for some apparent reason I lingered on for a bit...
Hmmm...
Interesting...

As I came futher into town, the buildings and cottages were more frequent...
And I started seeing more sites and people...
A young man walking his little dog sipping a coffee...
Two middle aged women unpacking their car together...
Two men in tank tops and flip flops... holding... hands?
Two punk like girls... making out... in front of pizza shop?
And I kept seeing rainbow flags and pink triangles everywhere...

Where the hell am I?!?!

Then I heard...

BOOM!!!

Thunder clap!
And it started to drizzle...
Then rain...
Then... It was like someone was pouring a bucket on me...
I ran toward the nearest overhang...

Soaked... I looked around...
I was standing in front of one of many craft shops that lined this street...
Um... "Commercial' was the name I could see.

My heart was pounding...
Not only from the walk and then dash for cover...
But also coming to the realization of where I was...
I was in a town full of Gay people!
Like some sort of community...
I never was in an entire town...
Districts like Chelsea and the West Village...
Small pieces of such a grand whole...
But this...
This is it's entirety...

The rain started to let up a bit and I braved going from awning to awning...
Then I just couldn't decide where to go...
I was like...
I want to see everything!
I want to see everyone!

I stood there poddering, when I felt a somebody just off to the left of me...
I turned and there was this guy...
About 5'9"... stocky... goatee... thrift store t-shirt and jeans... looking at me...
I looked at him...
He smiled...
I smiled back and then looked away... A bit shy...
I turned back slyly and saw he was standing in the doorway of a jewelry shop...
The name was hand painted on the window...
"Family Jewels"?!?!? Okay. Hmmm...
I turned away from the window and looked back at the guy... looking at me again...
I don't know where it came from but I found myself walking up to him and saying...
"Hey... Um... I just got into town... and I don't know where to go."
"Where are you staying?"
"The Holiday Inn."
"Well the Inn is back that ways a bit. If you want to there is a dock down that way to look at the ships. The Tower is that way.. And Spiritus..."

I kinda lost track here... I just kept looking at his face and the words just kinda trickled past me...

He was... cute.

Then he stopped talking and I snapped out of it...
I said thanks and then started walking towards the dock...
The rain had died down and it was fine to leave the cover of the awning...
As I walked... I had an urge to look back behind me...
And there he was... still there... still looking at me...
Family Jewels... hmmm...

To be continued...

Come out... Come out... Where ever you are...

2005-06-06T20:52:00.000-04:00

Well... It's June... and that means...

Gay Pride Month...

I've been out for several years...
Late teens, early 20's...

I'm out to all of my friends...
To most of my family...
(Brothers and sisters...
not my parents yet...
Someday... It's just not imperative.)
And most of my coworkers know...
(I think)
I just don't bring it up...

It's not like...
"Hey... thanks for grabbing that box.
Oh and by the way... I hooked up with this cute guy last night."
Conversations like that just don't happen at work.

I kinda believe that being gay is part of who you are...
Not entirely what you are...
I'm a man with a lot of different interests and ideals...
Who wants to fall in love with another man.

Since it's Gay Pride Month...
I thought I'd share my Coming Out story...
(Every gay man has one... I love them.)

I decided to come out in June of 1994...
Well... more like the Fall after that June...
At college...
But I'm jumping ahead here...

My Brother and his lover...

(Yes my Brother is gay... but this is an entire other story... Really.)

But anyway... my eldest Brother and his lover
had always been trying to invite me to go to Cape Cod with them...
I, with teen angst in full bloom, was like...

"And what? Whale watch? Whatever..."

But after years of asking me...
They decided to have the entire family...

(We're talking Mom, Dad, My Sister and her kids, My other Brother,
his wife, and their kids... and me after much teeth pulling)

to go to Cape Cod.
To be more specific...

Provincetown.

Yup... that Provincetown.

I... naive as I was, had no inkling as to what the town was/is.
I just thought...

'Whatever."
(That was the mentality for the season, as you can see.)

I had stayed up the night before the trip...
(We were going to drive up... in 2 mini vans...
Ultra Sub-Urban glam...)
thinking that it would knock me out for the long drive there...

I was sadly mistaken...

I, being a teen, was stuck in the van with...
The kids...
Ugggggggggh.
Romper room on wheels.

I want...
I need...
He hit me...
Stay on your side...
I spy...
I have to go to the bathroom...
Put your window up...

Hey guys...shush......

Your Uncle Mike is trying to get some sleep...

Sorry Uncle Mike.
.
.
.
.
.
.
Hey quit poking me...

Needless to say...
I was beat when we got to the Holiday Inn
A hop/skip from the center of town...
We unloaded the vans...
And I plopped down onto one of the beds to catch some z's.
The rest of the family decided to head into town and do the trolly ride through the center.
They were like...
"Come... it'll be fun."
I was like...
"Whatever."
(The term for any occasion back then.)

Anywho...

I was out like a light..
And was only jarred awake by the thud of the door
as it closed behind my Brother...
They had already come back from the trolly trip and I had been asleep for like 3 hours.
It was early afternoon...
And I was all charged up from the nap...
So I decided to go into town.
I had heard that there was a bus that took you into the center...
But I also heard from the front desk that the walk wasn't too far...

So I started down the road towards town...

To Be Continued...

"Summer Summer Summertime...time to sit back and unwind"

2005-05-30T22:36:00.000-04:00

*begin cabbage patching*
Go Fresh...
Go Prince...
It's your birthday...
It's your birthday...
Go Jazzy...
Go Jeff...
It's your birthday...
It's your birthday...
*end cabbage patching*

Yeah!
Summer has begun!
And the weekend was great!
Hung out with friends...
Drank...
Kiki'ed...
Soaked it all in...
Culminating with a trip to
Riis Park at the end of Flatbush Ave. in Brooklyn...

The sun was perfect...

Got some great color...

And saw some sights that just topped it all off for me...
(In one way or another.)

Welcome to the gay section of Riis Beach...
LOL.

This fellow in the frock cracked me up...
"Like the Miami Sound Machine exploded all over him."
But he had a good spirit so...
I can't knock him too much...
Kinda was like La Mami de La Mar... No?

I couldn't resist...
The angle was too perfect...
I was just lying on my blanket...
turned over to get something from the cooler..
And there they were...
2 big mounds of Gay Pride saluting me...

And this...
Well...
Straight section...
Or Gay section...
You're gonna find one of these lurking about...
Homo Thongistightus...
A monster of a beast...
A distant relative of...
Heffer Showmytittiscuzican...
Formidable entities...
And for safety purposes...
Should never be looked at directly...
Kinda like an eclipse or the stare of a gorgon...
Scary...

Well there you have it...
My kick off for the Summer...
Seems like it's going to be one interesting ride. :)

I just remembered...

2005-05-26T21:22:00.000-04:00

I was going to post this story up a while back...
but I had totally forgotten about it until now.

I had gone to the Black Party
a couple months ago.

The party has a reputation of being...

well...

carnal at times.

Let's just say...
Dark corners are usually filled with
party goers looking for Mr. Right Now...

Well anyway...
I knew there are antics that happen at this event...
But I definitely could gage the rest of the night
by what happened before the event even got to rollin'.

Me and my friends had gotten there early to beat the lines,
but they hadn't started letting people in yet...
so we decided to hop down the street to starbucks to grab a seat...
and so I could grab some caffeine...

Stayed there for a bit...

Then went back and got in...

As we entered...
I had to go to the bathroom bad...

(Coffee goes right through me... TMI... maybe... )

Anyway... I'm taking care of business
downstairs in the bathroom...
And as I was stepping away from the urinal...
I noticed a man leaving the stall behind me...
He gets to the door before me...
But instead of exiting the bathroom...
He stops by the garbage can propping the door first...
Opens the bag that is slung across his shoulders...
and proceeds to take out a long white cardboard box
with some print and stuff...

And...

Well...

It looks familiar...

But I just can't place it....

So he takes the box and tosses it in the garbage...
And then he exits up the stairs to the festivities...

Well...

Curiosity gets the better of me
and I have to see what he tossed...

I get to the garbage and peek in...

After scanning the bin for a bit...
I focus in on the box I had been looking for...

OMG...!?!?

I can't...!?!

Wait...!?!

Is that...?!?

Well no wonder it looked familiar...

In bold white letters it glared back at me...

I smiled and then proceeded to crack up...

"FLEET"

The man had left the stall after using a bottle of "Fleet"...
He had given himself an enema
in the bathroom stall downstairs from the Black Party...
in preparation of tonight's "activities".

I couldn't take it...

I ran up the stairs laughing and thinking to myself...

"This is going to be an VERY interesting Black Party."

(BTW...
The reason I remembered this story just now is...
I had seen sailors sightseeing on my way home from work.
They are in town because it's Memorial Day on Monday.
In other words....
It's FLEET WEEK.)

My god... What's next?!?!? Xanadu Deux?

2005-05-23T21:30:00.001-04:00

Yes I understand...
We, who have grown up with these films
are the ones who are making the films right now...
But this is nuts....
There are so many remakes in the works right now...

Dukes Of Hazard...

Willy Wonka... (Which... yes ... I am looking forward to this.)

Miami Vice.... (Colin Farrell... yes... I'd love to touch his Crocket.)

The Bad News Bears...

War Of the Worlds...

The Poseidon Adventure...

Logan's run...(Ok it's shooting for 2007... but still)

Wonder Woman...

The Honeymooners...

Superman...

King Kong...

Bewitched...

The Longest Yard (Thanks Peter :) )

And

The Warriors...

They're remaking the f*cking Warriors!!!!

WTF...

I know I'm still missing a lot more movies too...
God...
I'm seeing my entire childhood flashing before my eyes...
Eeek.

Me likey CSI soooooo Mucho...

2005-05-19T22:30:00.000-04:00

So I just saw the season finale of CSI...
Directed by none other that...
yes...
it's true...
Quentin Tarantino...
And now I love CSI more than ever...

I jumped on the CSI bandwagon pretty late...
But luckily...
Spike TV had a CSI marathon that caught me up on the cast dynamic pretty well...

The finale rocked...
Poor Nick...
Getting eaten alive by fire ants and buried alive?

Geez!

(BTW... George Eads... I'd love to sample his DNA.)

And in true Tarantino fashion...
Music was an important part of everything...

A tape by the kidnapper to taunt the team...
Nick humming a tune to keep himself sane...
Background music to add tension or twist...
Superb...

Thank god it wasn't a cliff hanger...
I hate those things...

Well gotta go...

Or will I?

Stay tuned...
Same Bat time...
Same Bat channel...

Johnny always felt uncomforatable sitting down because his _____ always got in the way.

2005-05-16T20:14:00.000-04:00

I'm gonna have to go with "keys" Gene.

I miss the Match Game...

Yes, it's on the Gameshow Network...
But I mean... come on...
It would kill on cable in a new version...

Will someone revive this thing already!?!?!

I was too young to really appreciate it back then...
But I knew I was watching something
undeniably debaucherous and brilliant.

Luckily I found the
Matchgame Wallpaper Factory

It's not just wallpaper...
It has clips, gifs, lists of guests panelists...

The site it awash in snazzy 70's stars, polyester, booze and smoke...

I mean the chain smoking was abound on screen...
Big sunglasses were the rage (not a revival)...
(I mean Brett Sommers and Charles Nelson Riley were the Grand Dames.)
And ya know they were liquered up faster
than a girl named Bambi on prom night...

And let's not get into what was partaken backstage...
(Lord only knows... C'mon, it was the 70's...)

And the wits were sharper than a set of Ginsu...

The set up sentences were so obvious too...
It was a dry day if none of the blanks could be filled with the words
cock, penis, balls, tits, or ass...

Loved it!
Will someone bring it back...
With the grittiness intact... PLEASE!

This is Mike P.
your announcer signing off...

Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight!

2005-05-14T13:46:00.000-04:00

Well...
I finally saw the gay equivalent of women's mud wrestling...

Last night I saw 2 male strippers get into a fight...

It was brilliant...

Part of me was like...
"OMG...
Be careful guys...
don't....
stop..."

Then another part of me was like...
"WOW guys...
Like...
Don't stop...
Oh yeah...
Don't stop..."

Pecs, baby oil, fisticuffs...
and beer...

I love my life...

Random Quote...

2005-05-10T22:30:00.000-04:00

Was drudging at work...
Someone asked me a question...
I didn't know the answer to it...
I helped as best I could...

Then this popped into my head...

"Mongo only pawn in game of life."

I love Mongo. :)

If you blog it... they will come.

2005-05-09T22:48:00.000-04:00

And come they did... and it was good.
And according to my sources
some came more often than others...

*highfive*
Go on with your badselves...

I knew I left Barrage too early...

For those who don't know...
GB:NYC 2 has come and gone...

and I have to say...

I was very glad to be a part of it...

This bunch of guys (& girls) were great getting to know...

I had a wonderful time hanging out on Fri and Sun...

Cheers...

tokyoplastic

2005-05-04T23:15:00.000-04:00

I was surfing around the The WoW Report and they had a listing for...
"If Fantasia was made today..."
Curiously I hit the hyper link and I was taken to

Music Box

(BTW...
to view this...
you're gonna need a fairly new version of flash...
a compatible browser
and good sound...
Emphasis on the SOUND!)

This is the latest web animation from tokyoplastic

A web graphic and animation company
that I had been exposed to a while back when
I was introduced to another one of their animations on another site...

This animation is the widely celebrated

DrumMachine

I don't know exactly what tokyoplastic's business is specifically...
(I believe they do it for the sake of just doing it..)
All I know is that their animations are amazing
and should definitely be enjoyed my everyone...

(Their main site is a stroke of genius. :) )

GB:NYC2... I'm a blogger, you're a blogger, he's a blogger, she's a blogger... wouldn't you like to be a blogger too?

2005-05-03T23:34:00.000-04:00

Wow... I haven't had a Dr. Pepper in like, ages...
Hmmm... I can't even remember what it tastes like...

Anyway...

I'm taking a nod from Joe.My.God.
and I'd like to mention the second annual...
Gay Bloggers gathering in New York...
Appropriately named...

GB:NYC 2

Originally started in the Gay Blogger Tribe @ Tribe.net...
Gay bloggers from all over the United States
will be invading NYC this weekend...

The opening ceremonies...

Ok... Ok...

There are no opening ceremonies...
No torches will be lit...

(Torch songs sung... maybe... a flaming baton or two perhaps...)

But the jump off begins @ Barrage...
In the Hell's Kitchen area of Manhattan...

Big thanks to Dallas blogger, Mark of
Zeitzeuge
for organizing this event...

Even though I'm new to the blog milieu...
It'll be a great experience to meet up with these guys...

(And maybe some of them will be hot too...)

WHAT?!?

Up next on Discovery Channel... Hotties...

2005-04-30T22:13:00.000-04:00

I have no idea who is casting the shows on
the Discovery Channel and TLC...
(I'm leaving off the other gazillion channels they have...
like Discovery Home and the like...
I never watch them)

But I'd like to thank them...
And give them a big ole kiss on the lips and say...

"Thank you for the dudes..."

I watch both channels, like all the time...
And the men on there are probably the reason...

Dudes who are working hard with their hands...
And building things with large tools...

*grunt*

Here's a list of the

TLC/Discovery Men Most Wanted...

(by me...for me)

And if anyone out there knows them...
Tell them Mike says hi...
And give them a good, Football "Good Game" slap on the ass from me...
O.K.?

First up are the guys from
American Chopper

Apart from making real nice looking bikes and good ole New York Boys...
This father and son team are burley and buff...
But it's not only about Paul Sr. and Paul Jr.
The other guys on the staff are down right beau coup...
Christian is a handsome and dependable redhead...
But my all time fave would be Vinnie...
*swoon*
He's like the everyman on the show...
Laid back...
And an all around good guy...

Next...
The guys from
American Hotrod

Even though I haven't been watching this as much...
(The dynamics are all off...
and the feel of the show leaves a bad taste in my mouth...)
I still like peeking in and seeing who's on...
Out of minor mechanics on there, Jim is a cute little cubby...
But out of the all the guys, I'm digging Charlie and Duane the most...
Charlie is technically not part of the Covington team any more...
(Ended up getting fired on one of the shows.)
But he was the nice guy with the heart of gold...
And Duane...
Well... He's the hard ass...
But I'd like to check what's under his hood.

(Oh by the way...
I'd like to apologize right now
for the large number of sexual innuendoes
that I will more than likely be using during this post...
With men, tools, and them working with their hands involved
it's just too easy to slip into it...
Now back to the your regular scheduled programs.)

Next...
Steve Watson from
Monster House

He's the host and "Foreman" of the show...
Beside the whole construction guy look about him...
and he can weld and hammer with the best of them...
It's really about his voice that gets me...
Gruff like he smokes 2 packs of Marlboro a day...
Hot...

And finally for Discovery...
The one, the only...
Jesse James from
Monster Garage

Even though he can be a bit of a dick
and is slightly homophobic at times...
You just want to ruff him up a bit and wrestle him down onto a bed...
He's such a f*ckin' bad boy...
*drool*

Now onto Discovery's sister network...
TLC...

On
While You Were Out

There's Jason and Andrew...
Andrew was voted one of the "50 Most Beautiful People"
for 2003 by People magazine...
enough said...
And with Jason...
well...
Check out the gallery on his personal Website.
Woah...

Now up at bat...
Chris Jacobs, Co-Host of
Overhaulin'

He can be a little too "boy type" for me at times...
But there was a couple of episodes there that he had the full beard going...
And well...
Lube job came to mind...

(See... that's the reason for the above apology. Sorry.)

Next...
Eric Stromer from
Clean Sweep

Don't let the blond surfer locks fool you...
The dude is diesel...
Like, huge chest...
Huge arms...
Huge...
Well... they haven't shown that on TV... but...
And a great big personality to match...

And finally...
my favorite program on TLC...
In A Fix

There's a great chemistry with the crew here, and it shows...
And the guys are definitely easy on the eyes...
The new guy...
"Woody"
(Yes... I know. No need for innuendo here.)
Is a welcome addition to the crew...
Funny guy...

There's Sparky...
Italiano from Brooklyn...
Loves house music and Dj's as a hobbie...
(I'm in love.)

And of course...
Justin...
Gruff, tough, and good enough...
Man of few words on the show...
But...
He doesn't have to say anything...
Sometimes actions speak louder than words...

Well there you have it...

Boys and their toys...

Got's me all riled up...

Excuse me...
I got to go and build me some shelves with butt joints...

You know...it's just plain sad...

2005-04-28T22:32:00.000-04:00

I'm such a GEEK.
I mean...

I'm proud of it...

But...

I scare me sometimes...

Yes... it's my PSP...

But the uber geek item is the picture on the screen.
It's a paused image from a video I transferred onto it from my Mac...

I have a program that transfers video from my Mac to the PSP
so I can watch movies on my PSP.

Now for those who don't recognize the 5 headed dragon on the screen...
(Even though you can only see 4 heads...)

She's Tiamat...
She is one of the main antagonists on one of my favorite childhood cartoons...

Dungeons and Dragons...

*ducks and covers*

Yes I know...
For the majority out there...
I'm gonna say it for you...

"What a f*ckin' Geek!"

But you know what...

BITE ME!

Loved the cartoon...
And yes...
I played the roleplaying game...

(I kicked butt... Don't make me roll DaMaGe on your ass...)

My friend gave me a copy of the entire series on DVD.
At the same time...
I discovered the video capabilities of my PSP...

Thus ultimate geek nirvana was conceived.

"I'm soaking in it." - Madge

Two roads diverge in a yellow wood...

2005-04-26T23:44:00.000-04:00

Weird...
I'm at a crossroads...
I can feel it...
I sense that there are changes tunnelling through my life...

(Wow...that sounded a whole lot less 'fortune cookiesque' in my head...
anyway...)

I've started a new job...

I'm hanging out more regularly at certain places outside of my norm...
And by doing so making new aquaintances...

I'm moving out of certain circles but shifting into adjoining ones...

I'm expanding my scene and re-adjusting my comfort zone...

But it's a little unsettling...
I had a clear path not too long ago...

Here to here to here...

But life's thrown me loop d' loops...

Hmmmm...
another jump off...

Oh well...

Obla dee obla da...

And now for something completely different...

A naked man playing with his organ...

Please sir... can you spare a quarter?

2005-04-19T21:08:00.000-04:00

I remember a long time ago,
on Saturday Night Live,
they had a psudo-documentary on kids
that we're arcade addicts.
It was freakin' hilarious.
Kids we're subjected to electro shock therapy
(whenever they grabbed the joystick on an arcade game
they would get shocked)
because they couldn't stop playing video games.
One little girl even sold her body, charging $.25 a trick.
It was horrible...
well...
horribly funny.
But that was me.
Well, I didn't trick myself out for quarters.

(I was smart enough to wait till I was at least 18)

But I was/am a video game addict.

When I was 5...

(I was a hell of a brat back then by the way.)

When I was 5, I wanted to go the local arcade.

I blame my next older brother BTW...
He had brought me to the arcade at the local mall one day,
Alladin's Castle, it was called,
and it was down hill from there.

Anyway...
I was 5 and I wanted to go to the local arcade near my house...
No one had time...
Or in actuality,
No one wanted to deal with me at that time...
(I even, wouldn't have dealt with me...
I would have smacked me on the back of the head
if I knew me back then)

I stomped and whined...
"I want to go to the arcade... Mom gave me 10 dollars to spend
(and have me go away...)
and I want to go now!
"I can't take you now. I have to...."
(I stopped listening at this point so...)
"I want to go!"
"You're gonna have to wait!"
"If you're not gonna take me...
Well... I'm gonna walk there by myself."
"Whatever."

"Whatever" indeed.

They're storming the Bastille...
"Whatever."

My older brother goes off to do something "important".
While my 5 year old self...
To quote The Usual Suspects...
"And like that... *puff* He was gone..."

I headed out of there like a bat out of hell...
All huffing and puffing...
Saying things to myself like...
"I'll show them."
"I can do this without them."
"It's just to the arcade."
"F*ck em'."

Ok... Ok...
I didn't say "F*ck em'."
But you get the point.
I was pissed...

In an ureasonable bratty sort of way...

But I was pissed none the less...

I walked by myself...
A 5 year old kid...
Down a steep and treacherous hill...
That ran along side a busy HIGHWAY...
With the possibility of some child snatching,
unspeakable tourturing,
pedophile just lurking down the road...

And I had no other focus but...

"I hope they have Centipede."

What the hell was wrong with me!?!

Anyway...
Needless to say...
My brother eventually found me...
and he was
P.I.S.S.E.D.
off!!!
Like really...

But he was also worried...

But yeah...
Mostly pissed...

And I got the whooping of a lifetime!

(Man... always that goddamn slipper!
Always the slipper...)

You think I would have learned from that...

But THEY (In general) made it all too easy for me to fall back into it...

Hello ATARI...
Hello Coleco...
Hello Game and Watch...
Hello Sega Genesis...

I don't know how I steered myself out of the spiral...

I lost the urge to own a video game system somewhere before Playstation...
(Thank God!)
But it's all a pixilated blur...

I think it's around the college years...
That's when I lost the urge...
That's when I found other "past times"...

But now...
Well I'm doing fine for now...
I'm itching for new games...
Maybe an accessory or two...

That's all...

But later on down the road...
When they release the next generation of gaming platforms...
XBox2...
Playstation 3...

God help me...

I'm in for it, BIG TIME!

*eek*

Sorry I haven't been posting in a while but...

2005-04-12T20:32:00.000-04:00

I've been grinding and McTwisting my way through a
World Destruction Tour with Tony Hawk.

Hawkeye needs me...

Yeah...

Yeah...

That's it...

(I wonder how long it's gonna take before I get the feeling back in my thumbs again?)

I'm crafty.

2005-04-05T23:45:00.000-04:00

I have no idea why...
But I have this weird facination for
"innovative" and "ground breaking" products
(As Seen On TV)
that had/have promised to
"revolutionize" and "streamline" your life.
Products that are invented to supposedly ease one into "do it yourself",
And make you the envy of all around you.

I mean...
I love to "do it myself"...

(Fill in auto-sexual joke here)

But the following products just seemed odd...
And when I say odd, I mean FACINATING!

They danced on the edge of pop culture...
Destined to become fad...
But fell by the wayside as faux pa.

I love the concept of them...
But actually buying them...
That's another story...

I guess it all kind of started with

The Bedazzler

There's nothing like the statement that studs bring.

LOTS of studs...

On everything...

On your shoes...
On your shirts...
On your bag...
On your curtains...
On your rug...

You get the picture...

You'd look like a walking disco ball...

(Eeek.)

(Hmmm... lot's of studs...
Sounds like that dream I had... *sigh*)

Next is

The Ultimate Sweater Machine

(I remember it as the Incredible Sweater Machine, but I guess after all these years it's become the ULTIMATE!)
I remember seeing this on the TV and I was like...

My god...

I need this...

I need this to make everyone in my family sweaters and scarves,

they will never ever wear,

except when they are around me,

just to humor me,

and make sure I don't get offended,

even though through out the rest of the year,

the sweater is stashed in the abandoned corner of some out of the way storage closet,

collecting dust bunnies,

never again to strike horror into the hearts of man,

like the dismembered head of Medusa the gorgon.

(A TITAN AGAINST A TITAN!!!!)

Next...

The Betty Crocker Bake'n Fill Cake Pan

The idea is actually kinda cool...
But after the first time...
The novelty would seem like it would wear thin pretty fast.

"Oh... look John. Mike brought a cake. Oh... And it's filled with ice cream... again. Um... thanks."

(Fill in awkward silence here.)

And last but not least...
My new favorite product of the moment...

Bling It On
Peel and stick crystals you can put on anything...
Cause everyone deserves a little bling.

(gag.)

This touches two nerves for me.

First...
The term "bling".
If I hear another person mention the word one more time...

Trying to be all "down and with it"...

I will get all Naomi Cambell on their ass and smack them upside the head with my Blackberry...
(If I had one... but you get the idea.)

Two...
The idea of blinging your accessories...
Just spawns more Paris Hilton clones out there...

More than one Paris Hilton is one too many...

(You know them... with their "purse piles" clogging up the dance floor and their "Like, OMG, like I'm, like, sooooooo drunk" attitude. Little skanks with their noses in the air thinking they're hotter than sh*t on a shingle while their shoes fell off the back of a Chinatown truck... You know... Snobby Ho's.)

I've just touched on the tip of the iceburg.
There are so many more products out there...
And I know many more to come...
Like the Magic Bullet...
(An entire meal in under two minutes!!!!
But how can this be?!?!)

But there is only so much room I have on here...
And I haven't eaten all day...
So excuse me...
I have to see if my sandwich pockets are ready.

Strong enough for a man...

2005-03-29T20:32:00.000-05:00

So... I smell...

sort of...

Well... now I do.

And I'm not rank...

I just have a certain "strength" to my sweat...

It's weird...
I used to sweat...
But I used to never sweat too bad...
and when I sweat alot...
(I go out dancing all the time.)
I didn't have any noticable smell...
Nothing too strong, nothing that I would have noticed...

But it wasn't until I hit 30...
Something must have happened to my body chemistry...
I started to have a certain "ripeness" to myself when I sweat...
And I noticed it after a while...

Cut to a couple of months later...
And I've started to use a deodorant/antiperspirant spray...
Right Guard Sport to be more specific...

I had started to run out and I decided to other day to buy a new one...

I went to the Duane Reade and looked over the plethora of choices...

Fresh scent and unscented...
Triple protection, all day protection...
stick, gel or spray...

I was spinning...

I decided, at most, that I wanted a spray...
I knew I didn't want a stick or gel...

(I had used deodorant when I was in junior high...
It was more about not wanting to be left out...
It was the time for pubes and body changes...
If you didn't use deodorant... you weren't grown up yet...
Peer pressure... gotta love it.)

So spray it was...
But, go with what I know?

Right guard...

Or...

Hmmm...

What's in the green shiny can?

Why...

It's...

It's BRUT!!!

I immediately lifted up the lid to smell it...
and there it was...
that familiar scent from my childhood and teens.

"Brut... The Essence Of Man"

The biggest smile came across my face...
All these images flashed back to me.
They were of the ads for the aftershave and the guys that were in them.

Muhamad Ali...

Luke Chamberland...

And of course...

Joe Namath...

Oh... Broadway Joe...

Joe talking to you through the mirror...
No wait...
Not you...
Me...
Talking to me...
In nothing but a towel...
And splashing on Brut with vigor and strength...

Oh Joe...

*sigh*

I know.

A lot of people associate Brut with their Granddad...

But I have a different memory of it...

I have always associated Brut with men...

Men and locker-rooms...

When I worked out at my local gym when I was a teen...
I would always smell that in the air every now and again...

I knew it was Brut cause nothing else smells like it...
It doesn't smell like baby power or soap...
Not clean linen or (god forbid) musk...
(Musk?!?!)

It was Brut... and Brut was being worn on the men around me...

These grown men...
together...
being boisterous, and brawny...
Half naked, and some totally...
And I, in the middle of it all...
Sitting on the bench, not really understanding why I liked that smell...
Why I "really" liked that smell...

So...

Needless to say...

Tag? Pluuleez.

Axe? Whatever.

*sniff*

I'm a Brut man now.

Fruit Of The Loon

2005-03-24T21:49:00.000-05:00

Dom Deluise was/is one of my favorite comedic character actors in the world...
I mean...
Come on...
His credits speak for themselves...

Cannonball Run!?!?
Best Little Whorehouse In Texas!?!!?
History Of the World, Pt. 1!?!?!

Just to name a few...

And who could forget him in Blazing Saddles?!?!?

"Throw out your hands. / Stick out your tush. / Hands on your hips, give 'em a push. / You'll be surprised you're doing the French mistake. / Voila."
(Yes, it rode a gay sterotype... but hell... they made fun of everyone in that movie. Nobody was safe.)

But the best thing he's ever produced...

His sons!!!

OMG...

There's something good in them genes/jeans...

Let's go youngest to oldest shall we?

David DeLuise

(He was the reason I started this entry...
he's in some dog food commercial I just watched and *ding*...
I thought... "He has to be a DeLuise boy.")
I had seen him around in a lot of tv shows...
Most notably, as a recurring student made to suffer under the tutelage of one Prof. Dick Solomon on
"3rd Rock From The Sun".
I also remember seeing him in "Robin Hood: Men in Tights".

Mmmmmm... men in tights...

But while looking at his credits, I came to find out...
He's also the voice of Coop on an animated series I enjoy alot... Megas XLR!

Awesome.

Next up...

Michael DeLuise

Although not as well credited as his younger brother...
He's had two roles that stick out for me the most...
(Obscure as they are)

One...
He was in Wayne's World as one of Wayne's friends...
He's the dude with the frizzed out hair
(and nice arms in the cut off t-shirt)
head banging in the back seat...

Mmmmmm... banging in the back seat...

And two...
He also played Tony Piccolo...
A smart-ass Brooklyn bred Naval diver assigned on a short lived,
but surprising really good,
Sci-Fi series called SeaQuest 2032.

Two words...
Wet suit...

And finally...

The one that started this minor "obsession" for me...

Peter DeLuise

*sigh*
As those around me swooned to the pouty lipped and slick haired Johnny Depp on 21 Jump Street...
I secretly ached for his often gruff but soft hearted police partner, Doug Penhall, played superbly by Peter DeLuise.

Mmmmmm... frisking...

He also played, years later, Dagwood...
a slow and misunderstood worker (think Lennie in "Of Mice and Men")...
on yet again...
Seaquest 2023...

(I keep seeing these brothers cross credits on similar shows...
CSI, NYPD Blue, 21 Jump St., Seaquest...
Can we say nepotism? I knew we could.)

But as I was scanning though Peter Deluise's credits...
It seems he has turned to directing now...
And on two Sci-Fi shows that I had frequented many times...
He's directed episodes for "Andromeda" and numerous episodes of "Stargate SG-1"

Beaucoup Fresh.

The boys have been busy...

But can they get busy with me?

*sigh*

Paul Williams... Maestro to The Absurd

2005-03-23T20:03:00.000-05:00

I was browsing The WoW Report like usual...
When one of their correspondents has mentioned that they had spotted Paul Williams at a local pizza place...

I was at first like...

whoop di doo... "Old Fashion Love Song"... whatever...

Then they went on to mention how they had complimented him on

Phantom of The Paradise.

I was then like...

Oh my f*cking god!!! THAT'S THE MOVIE!!! That is the movie I was talking about!!!

For years!!! Years!!! I had referenced this movie, but I could never remember it's name!
And there it was... In all it's flickering electronic glory!!!

I was a kid when I saw this movie on tv.
(TV was my babysitter. :) )
I had stayed up and it came on.

Phantom of The Paradise was the story of a young man, named Winslow, that strove to bring his rock opera, based on Faust and starring a young girl named Phoenix whom he is in love with, to fruition but his idea is stolen by an evil record exec named Swan, played by Paul Williams, and his life utterly goes into chaos. During one point of the movie, Winslow tries to sneak into Swan's company to get back his opera, only to be shot, fall into a record press, and is left for dead, but comes back to reek havok wearing a mask that conceals his deformed face, the imprint of vinyl forever branded upon his body.

And so begins Phantom of The Opera, glam rock style.

So beaucoup fresh.

Winslow finally promises to stop reeking havok when Swan convinces him he will put on his rock opera, starring Phoenix, the way it should be and has him sign his name in blood to seal the deal, but later Swan double crosses Winslow again, with Winslow ending up killing himself and Swan.

Through out the entire movie, everyone decends into darkness one way or another.
Greed... Lust... all the sins are there....
But with spandex and glitter make up. :)

The way the movie is filmed is the real genius...
Think Tommy, meets Rocky Horror, meets Phantom of the Opera, meets Faust.
You just have to watch the movie to understand the "so bad... it's good factor" of it,
with music of course supplied by...

Paul Williams....

(I also came to find out that Brian DePalma directed the film... who knew?!?)

But the madness doesn't stop there...

I had originally started posting this entry to end up reveling within Phantom of The Paradise...

But as I was looking through Paul Williams' discography I came across another movie he supplied the music for...
Another movie that sits softly in the corner of my mind and I let flicker for my own personal delight.
That movie is

Bugsy Malone.

The user comment on IMDB really sums up my feelings on it.

"The greatest kiddie-gangster-musical flick ever to land on the Silver Screen!"

The movie is based in the Roaring 20's when gangsters ruled the town...
But here...
the adults are kids...
And the kids shoot each other with whipped cream instead of bullets...
And they all break into roarious moments of song and dance...
(With vocals strangely dubbed over by adults?!?)

Oh...
Did I forget to mention who starred as the leads, Bugsy and Tellulah...

Well...

It's none other than...
Scott Baio and Jodie Foster!

A young Scott Baio and Jodie Foster singing and dancing in gangster getup and flapperware.

The story is pretty straight forward...
Gangster war...
Seen The Godfather?
Same difference...
But no blood...
Just lot's of cream pies...

In the end...
you walk away with knowing that the moral of the story is...

No one wins in war.

And knowing is half the battle.
(Yoooooo Joe.)

"My name is Tallulah
My first rule of thumb
I don't say where I'm going
Or where I'm coming from
I try to leave a little reputation behind me
So if you really need to
You'll know how to find me..."

Lol...
Oh Jodie... You've come so far.

"It puts the lotion in the basket."

Awesome.

The Black Party Whipped My Ass...

2005-03-21T21:09:00.000-05:00

Pun intended...
I went to the Black Party this year because one of my favorite production teams was DJ'ing @ the event...
Chus and Ceballos as well as Victor Calderone.
I was not disappointed by either.
Also, many good looking blokes were out and about so there was plenty to see...
And I do mean plenty...
(...Doing the deed on the dancefloor? Really? Well you go on with your bad self...)
I danced liked it was going out of style and I'm tired...still.
The event was themed "Lucha Libre".
Everything was associated with Mexican wrestling.
Wrestling rings...
Staff in full head masks...
A Mariachi player...
Hay spread everywhere...
Plus live animals...
A donkey, a pig, and some chickens...

So in honor of the event...
I bring you...

Championship Cock Fighters

A cute little flash game that I believe ties it all together nicely...
(Latin flavor... Fighting... and well... Cocks.)

Unfortunately, it is a two player game...
So invite a friend over to your place and offer him a cock fight...
You'll be glad you did.

Hello... Is it me you're looking for?

2005-03-17T22:10:00.000-05:00

One of my favorite commercials to date is this twisted
Starburst Commercial
where an art student unveils a statue he made to a girl, of the girl, made from starbursts
as "Hello " by Lionel Richie plays in the background...

Beaucoup Fresh...

Best reaction...
When he goes to taste the cherry lips...
The horror splashed across her face is priceless.

But this commercial, in a way, really captured the essence of the origial video to "Hello"

That essence would be... STALKER.

Lionel Richie didn't just fawn over her in that video...

He stalked her...

Talked/sang to her from far...

Constantly watching her every move...

When she was in class...
When she was talking to her friends...
When she sculpted...

STALKER ALERT! STALKER ALERT! STALKER ALERT!

And to top it all off...
She was blind!!!
Shame on you Lionel Richie...
Stalking a poor defenseless blind girl like that...
That's just plain creepy you dirty dirty man...

(Oh and I found this laying along side the internet highway... Two guys documenting their effort to Build Their Own Lionel Richie Head... Awesome.)

Killlll the Hooooobbit... Killlll the Hooooobbit... Killlll the Hooooobbit... Killlll the Hobbit...

2005-03-16T20:01:00.000-05:00

According to the New York Post's Page Six they are bringing The Lord of The Rings to the stage...

AS A MUSICAL!!!!

WHY!?! WHY!?! WHY!?! WHY!?! WHY!?! WHY!?! WHY!?! WHY!?! WHY!?! WHY!?! WHY!?! WHY!?! WHY!?! WHY!?!

I, like many people out there, are/were big fans of the J.R. Tolken quest...

For God's sake...
I remember the original cartoon version that was aired on PBS...
And I loved the story so much I wrote a book report on it in grade school (With illustrations!)...
(Drawn with those snazzy smelly markers...
The ones where the yellow one smelled like lemon and the brown one smelled like cinnamon...
And in the end if you drew a picture with all those different colors,
you wanted to throw up from the vapors penetrating your brain.)

I loved this timeless tale like the next person...

But...

Aren't we beating this dead horse already?!?!
It's already the consistency of pate' by now.

And remember, they had to edit the story down a lot for film...
They had to edit it down so much that it could only fit into...
3 TWO AND A HALF HOUR MOVIES!!!!

How the hell are they going to translate all that vivid text into a 2-3 hour musical without losing any integrity?!?!

And singing!?!?

Oh don't get me started...

I enjoy a good performance every now and then...

But...

Singing dwarves, hobbits, and elves!?!?!

And GOLLUM!

OMG!

Ballads about "My Precious"
Roaring choruses about "My Precious"
Gregorian chants in D minor about that damn "Precious"!

Leave it alone...

Leave it all alone...

Please... I'm beggin' ya'...

And if I find out they wrote a song about Long Bottom Leaf...
So help me...
I'm gonna be hunting somebody down...

K-I-D-S Yeah!!!

2005-03-15T20:15:00.000-05:00

I admit it... I'm a big ol' geek.
I embrace that.
Even when I feel all butchy and stuff...
there's always my geek side to make sure I don't take myself too seriously.

Here's one of my geek moments...
Bear with me...

:)

Kids Incorporated.
Yes you heard me.
Kids Incorporated was one of my favorite shows when I was a kid...
I refer to this show from time to time...
Fishing it out from a pool of trivial knowledge placed trepidatiously on the outskirts of the wasteland which is my long term memory.

For those who don't remember this show...
It was a weekly early 80's show which featured a rag tag bunch of Kids...
(thus the KIDS in Kids Incorporated)
Who hang out together...
Are best of friends...
And who have formed a rock band
(it was really more a pop band)
that headlined at their local hangout called "The P*lace".
(Yes it was call The Place... *eek* I know... I know...)

In the midst of their everyday life...
Between school and home...
The P*lace and the park...
They faced difficulties that all kids and teens could relate to...
Like being too shy to ask someone on a date...
And accepting differences...
Like being friends with someone even though they're more country, while you're a little more rock n' roll...
You get the picture...

Oh...
And they alllll managed to spontaneously break into poppish performance numbers that encompassed their plights and their triumphs...

If this all seems very candy apple...
(Sugary and hard to bite into)

It was...

But as a kid...
I was like...

Yeah... they understand me...
I'm going to sing along...
Cause that's what we do...

*gag*

I hate me...
but yet I love me...

LOL.

I look back on that show fondly for the tongue and cheek aspect of it...

As well as the fact that it spawned a handful of well known talent...
(The term "talent" used very, very lightly)

First Up...

Mario Lopez...
Yes... our favorite latin stud from "Saved by the Bell" was part of the cast as one of their dancers
and finally the "drummer" of their band.
Muy Caliente!

Next...

Martika...
One of the "older" kids on the show...
She left the show after a couple of seasons to pursue music...
She became one of Prince's many "proteges"...
(In other words... Schtupping.)
And released 2 albums...
One single, Toy Soldiers went to number one and continued on to be her "one hit wonder"...
Only to be rehashed and sampled by none other than Eminem in his current song...
"Like Toy Soldiers"

again... *eek*

Now the lesser known of the bunch...

Jennifer Love Hewitt
Party Of Five... Etc...
Enough said...

Finally...

Renee Sandstorm and Stacy Ferguson...

"Who?!?" you might ask...

Yeah... I thought so...

These 2 were the youngest of the first cast of kids...
They went on to join up with a third young lady years later and formed...

Wild Orchid

A girl singing group that had some mediocre success...
with numerous misguided remixes...
Hell... it was just all bad...

But Stacy left the group years later again...

and has now found a home in the group...

"The Black Eyed Peas"

Now know as "Fergie" she's bearing the midrift, whoring it up on stage and singing to her little heart's content...

"Let's get it started..."
Stop it already!!!!
Geez!!!

There were other kids too... but we're scraping the bottom of the barrel here.
Like the very bottom...
Like we're chipping off wood...

But none the less...
I was fond of this show...
Maybe this is why my perception of reality is a little warped at times...
Having this as a partial guide to adolescent existence can really fuck up a small child's mind...

"We're Kids Incorporated!!! K-I-D-S Yeah!!!"

Oh by the way...
Someone started a petition to try to bring the show back...
Either back on the air or on video...
On video...
possibly worth doing...
On air...
Ummmmmm.... no.

The roof... The roof... The roof is on fire...

2005-03-11T20:42:00.001-05:00

Damn...
That roof has been burning for years...
Will somebody put out that god damn roof already...
LOL.

But I digress...

I came across this clip
(BTW... the clip is in Windows Media format...)
on The WoW Report tonight...
(BTW... World of Wonder rocks my world... it rocks me like a hurricane.)

And it got me thinking...

Well first it got me on the floor...
rolling and laughing...
laughing and rolling...
with the occasional...

"OMG!"

and

"I can't believe..."

and

"I'm dying over here..."

You get the picture...

But this brings up 2 things...

1. Do not... DO NOT do the "running man" unless it is in jest or you're MC Hammer (Can't Touch THIS).

and

2. That old chestnut... "Can you f*ck as well as you can dance?"

Well... let's take it down a notch...

I find a man extremely sexy if he can dance very well...

It's the sway of the hips...
The commitment to the music...
A comfortability with their body...
Confidence in their moves...

*shiver*

"My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard."

I remember going to the Paladium (*sigh*) years ago...
When I was a little green horn(ny toad)...

I was on the floor dancing...

Holding my own...

"You know I'm down... I'm with it..."

When I spot this guy off to the side of the floor...

Great looking...
Good build, nice face, great blue eyes...

I was all reved up...

Until...

He started dancing...

Stepping off beat...
Almost bumping into people...
Waving his arms around like he was signaling for help...

Just a mess...

Let's just say...
I had to go to the bar immediately for a break...
yeah...
yeah...
that's the ticket...

I mean...
Sometimes the view is stunning enough for one to overlook the loss of dancefloor brownie points but...
it a pretty high requirement on my list.

I had a conversation with a friend a while back about the Go-Go boys in NYC.
Many are drop dead...
Tight... taught... slammin' eye candy...
And many of them know it...
But when it comes to dancing...
My god...

When did most of them stop knowing how to dance?!?

Yeah, them groping themselves is nice and all...
Especially with THAT THING dangling there...
(It's like assault with a deadly weapon sometimes.)
But Go-Go guys used to turn the sh*t OOOOOUUUUT!
(To put it lightly.)

With the gyrating...

Dipping and dripping...

Turning and yearning...

*shiver*

Okay...
Sorry...Where were we?

Oh yeah...

The guy in the clip...
I was watching it and was like:

"Good looking (nice)"....

"Good bod (nice)"...

"Uniform and in the Air Force Academy (VEEEERRRY Nice)"...

"Wait..."

"It's your birthday?!?!"

"No... wait... no... OMG...
Everybody... (no) SWEAT?!?!?"

I couldn't take it...

Gone... the sexy had left the building.

It might be endearing to some...

yes...

but...

*shiver*

(and not in the good way.)

I don't go out to enough movies... Take Parker Posey for example...

2005-03-09T22:37:00.000-05:00

I was watching (again) the Project Runway finale on Bravo...
(I was addicted to the show... )
and Parker Posey was one of the judges...
I was online and decided to check out her Acting History.

I've only seen a handful of movies she's been in...
and many of them not the best representation of her work.
Although she was spectacular in Dazed and Confused playing UberBitch Darla...

"Lick me, all of you."

But looking at her list of credits... no wonder she was called the "Queen of Indies" by Time in 1997.

I keep looking it over and saying to myself...

Damn it... I still need to watch that...

I mean... I still have to see the Anniversay Party or Basquait...
Waiting for Guffman...
Best In Show...
SubUrbia... (I was an Acting Major in college... I had to read the script... Why haven't I seen the movie?!?)
A Mighty Wind...
And kult classic... Party Girl...

The list goes on...

I know...

I hang my head in shame...

I... who likes the quirky and offbeat...
I... who admires the obscure and daring...
I... who remembers Gary Coleman in his other sort lived sitcom The Kid With The Broken Halo...

have not seen enough choice films.

Especially ones with Parker Posey in them...

Do you want a sandwich and fries with that shake?

2005-03-04T20:35:00.000-05:00

[Yako Smirnoff voice/] Only in America!! Aha-aha-aha.[Yako Smirnoff voice]

The infamous retired topless dancer Tawny Peaks
is selling her autographed *gasp* 69-HH breast implants on Ebay!

Tawny Peaks auction a GoGo

Tawny Peaks (I just can't get over her name... I love it so) got her 15 minutes of fame by winning a court case against a man who was sueing her because he supposedly suffered whiplash when she flopped her breasts onto his head during a bachelor party at the Diamond Dolls nightclub in Clearwater, Florida in 1998.

If I remember this case correctly...
and surpising, I remember this quite fondly...
she regularly did this as part of her act to create
"Mickey Mouse Ears" on the participant.
Think tea-bagging with hooters.

The case was settled in, you guessed it,
People's Court,
being resided over by,
who knew,
former New York City Mayor Ed Koch.
(New York, New York... a hell of a town. Interpret "hell" any way you want it. :p )

During the court proceedings, Mr Koch instructed a female bailiff to inspect Tawny's peaks (I LOVE HER NAME!) in private. The man sueing Tawny Peaks (AHAHAHA) stated that her breasts were “like two cement blocks”, but in her defense the bailiff found her breasts to be "soft" (yeah... that's right...SOFT) and to weight about 2 pounds each.
Koch ruled them not dangerous (Careful... they might be loaded) and refused to pay damages to the man sueing Tawny Peaks.
(Sorry... I HAD to say her name again).

Flash forward...

She had them removed when she retired and recently found them collecting dust (instead of dollar bills) in her closet.
She had seen a show on TV about crazy things sold on Ebay and decided to put her buxom bosoms up for sale and has even decided to autograph the pair for the winner.

I decided to check out the auction after reading an article about it.
The article had stated the tata's were going for $70 at the time the article was posted.
As of now... the gazongas are going for...

Drum roll please...

$16,750.00!!!

OMG!!!!

Ultra Beaucoup Fresh!!!!

And the kicker is...

The top bidder so far is...

Golden Palace Casino!

For those who don't know...
These are the same people that spent 7 digits on Ebay for a grilled cheese sandwich
that had the likeness of the Virgin Mary "miraculously" branded upon it.
They also just recently spent, yet again, 7 digits on a french fry that looks like Abraham Lincoln
which was actually a prop used on a parody commercial for McDonald's
that aired during this past Super Bowl.

They were going to tour the 2 items together as a marketing ploy...
but with this recent interest in Tawny Peaks' peaks...peaks...
will this be the Super Sized Shake included with their Happy Meal?

"What knockers!!!"
"Oh... Thank you Doctor."

Pellen?

2005-03-03T22:20:00.000-05:00

I just finished reading the Page Six article in the New York post about Ellen DeGeneres having a biopsy...
(I hope everything turns out ok.)
and I was reminded that her girlfriend for some time now is Portia de Rossi.

I loved her in Ally McBeal...
Stunning woman with rediculously lush blond hair...
(I remember the Panteen commercials :p )
And a body that both men and now, many many more women would kill to get their hands on...
And Ellen has her.

:)

So here's the thing...
Now that the entity know as Brad and Jennifer has disintergated into fine carbon silicate...
An opening for a new power couple needs to be filled.
In reality...
There really isn't any good power couples out there now.
I mean the last one I could remember was Tom and Nicole...
Well there was Bennifer... but that went up in flames brighter than the East River on the 4th of July.

So... Ellen and Portia?
Pellen?
Enertia? (Yes.. I know its spelled with an I... work with me people.)

They'd be perfect.

If Portia lands a great role in another tv sitcom or drama...
or a star power movie gig...
And if they appeared together more often...
A couple of movie premieres here...
A smattering of benefits there...
That would nail it...

Everybody loves Ellen...
Middle America loves Ellen...
All those Red States love Ellen...

I smell more high profile homo crossover abound...

Somebody better jump on this...

But is it art? Yes.. and tasty too.

2005-03-03T21:18:00.000-05:00

Yes...The Gates are down and the frenzy has gone way of the Dodo...
But I had to share this last photo before this all becomes old hat.
The Gates... now with Peanut Butter Filling!!!
Part of this complete breakfast.
Cresent Fresh.

(Thanks to Diego @ Diego's Trip.
Go check out his blog... Now Damn it!)

Art Is In The Eye Of The Beholder...

2005-02-28T22:22:00.000-05:00

I managed to make it up to Central Park yesterday,
to walk The Gates before they took them down...
I came prepared with camera and managed to get a couple of good shots...

The thing it though...
Nothing was more gripping
or more beautiful for me to see than the...

She does care about the children.
God bless you Diana Ross.

Come on people...

2005-02-26T14:34:00.000-05:00

Have we not learned from this debacle.
I mean please...
If you are famous in any way, shape or form...
You do not...
DO NOT...
Under any circumstances...
Record yourself having sex or variations there of...
on camera...
on your phone...
Nothing...
No matter how secure you think your "stash" of naughty naughties are...
Think again...
Paris had nudie pics (NSFW) of herself while making out with another woman.
Come on girl...
Didn't we learn from the first time around?
And now...
Mr. "I Did It For The Nookie" Fred Durst is our next contestant.
Good job there sport...

By the way...

I'd hit it.

But I digress...

Smarten up guys...
I mean, take Michael Jackson for instance.
He doesn't have any videos floating around...
No 8mm tapes hidden away...
All he has are 12 year olds telling us that he did a bad touch.
Sure some of them grew up to be respectable actors.
Eh... who am I kidding... Respectable?
But again...
No images to spread around the internet like a bad std.
(As opposed to those good STD's... I guess.)
But...Yes...

NO MORE RECORDING THE TWO BACKED MONSTER!

It'll just save you the headache later.

Voltron got served!

2005-02-25T21:23:00.000-05:00

Just watched Robot Chicken
for the first time last night...
And I have to say...
AWESOME!!!
The most entertaining 15 minutes I've spent since... well playing around with Subservient Chicken.
You don't know twisted humor until you have Optimus Prime film a public service announcement preaching you the dangers of not having a regular prostate exam.
"It burns when I pee"
Beaucoup fresh.
Two clips are HERE

And Away We Go...

2005-02-24T00:15:00.000-05:00

So here's the first entry.
Welcome and make yourself @ home.
The walls are padded but the sofa's corinthian leather.
Here's where I'll be bringing forward strings of my existence and playing cat's cradle...
Cherishing the brilliance in absurdity...
And shooting arrows in the air and seeing where they land.