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Friday, June 27

 
Hey....





Have an Eric Estrada Pride.




Thursday, June 26

 
Out and Down

[This is a re-post from last year....look - it's Pride Week - which is basically about recycling in any case - right?]

[Said bovine worker has since moved onto greener pastures. I like it when new Walmarts come to town and hire everyone.]

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I was interrogated at work last night by a co-worker who had unilaterally decided that I was the Expert Laureate on all things gay, and thus, could bring her summarily up to date on current sex politics & practices. She, evidently, lives in a cave.


Years ago, I welcomed these kind of interactions - because i) my "Out-ness" became an interactive experience ("go ahead - ask me anything"), ii) I - and anyone who chose - could influence the promulgation & preservation of our fledgling culture to a teeny degree ("no - only yucky fags like Liza Minelli, dear") and, more importantly, iii) it was way better than getting gay-bashed or gang-raped by red-necks (ok?).


Except now, whenever someone locks me into one of these ostensibly "tolerant" conversations, it feels like a Q & A at some Learning Annex for The Especially Stupid..


:: Q - "Why are you guys so well-groomed?"
A - I have no idea. Why is your husband such a slob?


:: Q - "Is there someone special in your life?"
A - Uh, I have no foster children. Oh, sorry, did you mean is there another GUY/SAME SEX PERSON/YOUR SON who's dick & ass I suck and fuck?


:: Q - "What do think about all those priests?"
A - That they've stimigatized fags as long as they've diddled kids. Do please fuck-off.


:: Q - "Have you ever had women interested in you?"
A - Yes, don't touch me.


:: Q - "I've never met a gay person before"
A - Yes, actually, you've probably met lots. But your hairdresser is definitely straight, lady.



Enough already with the patient, saintly Noblesse Oblige......Ma'am? Buy a fucking book.


Wednesday, June 25

 
Misty, Watercolour Memories




I met WCBoy Saturday evening. He was beyond charming. So charming, in fact, that by the end of the evening, I had been ::

a) Tied in a cross;
b) Buckled in a sling;
c) Blindfolded;
d) Collared;
e) oh yeah - and whipped;

Sure beats going to FLY, lemme tell ya...

Monday, June 23

 
Patty Hearst Weekend

What a bizarre weekend. Even regular readers accustomed to posts re: cracked-out forays into the Big City will not believe what happened to me this past Saturday....I need, however, to re-acquire my normal brain-cell baseline before attempting to assemble a post about it. Gimme a few days - I'm trying to organize my flash-backs.

In the meantime - here's some new music ( ignore the "Ooops" message - and go to "Main Page")::

Happier.mp3







Friday, June 20

 
Clever Guy

Wahnderful Boy makes me look...



Thursday, June 19

 
Funny Lady

Photo Bitch makes me laugh...




Wednesday, June 18

 
Ooops...

Sorry for that shitty mix of the song I wrote for Chris, posted here yesterday - no, it wasn't your speakers - the finer points of sound engineering continue to elude me. Here's a much better version ::

DogSnogBoy.mp3 (again)





 
T.T.S. List

[Listening to: Alabama Blues [Todd Edwards Vocal Mix] - St Germain - Boulevard: New Version: The Complete Series (05:43)]



It's one of those days, you know?


Number of times over the last 24 hours I've cautioned fellow fags on the pitfalls of "gay marriage" :: 4

Number of times, in my life, that I've considered some sort of official "union" arrangement with another man :: 2

Number of times, in my life, that I've felt "married" :: Must we?

My personal take on the percentage increase in Gay Matrimony Tourism Toronto will experience over the next year :: 50

My personal take on the resultant percentage increase in messy public couple behaviour which we will witness, like it or not :: 100

Odds that Zelda's will invent a new martini called the "Pre-Nup Penthouse" :: 80-1

Odds that most sugar daddies have already consulted their lawyers re:: basic alimony law :: 90-1

Odds that most cunning twinks had this figured out - a long time ago.... :: 95-1

Odds that the term 'reception line' will mean something quite different than what, perhaps, we're accustomed to....in and around Church Street over the next few months :: Ha. Can you imagine?

Number of married men I've, uh, hooked-up with :: A few.

Number of times I plan on doing this again :: 0 - not worth the drama, now.

Average number of BF's per year with whom I seem to find myself - even though I go on & on & on & on about the joys of Single Living :: 2

Number of therapists (I'm serious) who've said I do this 'cause I'm an a) ultra-control freak and b) pathologically indisposed to experiencing rejection :: 2

Percentage of said therapists whom I subsequently fired forthwith after they shared that little nugget with me :: 2

Percentage of my spare time which I devote towards controlling everything :: Not that much, actually - you just have to be a) always 'on message' and b) organized.

Percentage of my spare time which I devote towards examination of my face for new wrinkles :: Just call me "Dorian".

Number of trips I'm taking this summer :: 3 - Montreal, Ottawa, New York.

Number of trips I can afford :: 1

After I purchase those amazing Yamamoto-Addidas sneakers next week :: 0

Percentage of my impressive, if I do say so myself, wardrobe which I have given away to various friends/acquaintances over the past 6 months :: 50

My net return, karmically, for this :: 70

Number of people I know, at this point, whom I'd allow to see me, dressed a la shlep, as I am, at home... :: 3. Really - 'tis not pretty.

Number of surveys concerning the 'gay demographic' in which I've been asked to participate over the past 2 weeks :: 4. And the irony is killing me.




Tuesday, June 17

 
Say It With Leather


Have you heard? Hide is the new taffeta..



(with apologies - look, you gave me the picture, sweetheart - to Colin)


Here's a new piece of music I wrote for This Fine Fellow ::

DogSnogBoy.mp3

[It's kinda circuit party-meets-Mahler - so turn it up LOUD]


TGIT.





Sunday, June 15

 
Still In...


...so I wrote some more music - this one's for Michael ::


Melorama.mp3


Lovin' my cave...



Saturday, June 14

 
When I'm not out...



...I'm usually trying to write music. Here's the latest ::


Not Me.mp3


We won't talk about all the laundry, 'k?


Friday, June 13

 
How Soon Is Now?



July 31 - August 5(ish). Finally.


Plan to bring ::

:: some friends
:: a little attitude
:: a little reality
:: various appetites
:: the camera
:: canadian chocolate for Jennie
:: canadian cigarrettes for Donald

Can't wait to play...



Thursday, June 12

 
Dying Young As A Career Move


I actually heard some Vernissage Pamphleteer (trans. = art critic) discuss this on the CBC last night. No wonder Vincent cut off his ear.


Anyways ...here's some new music ::

CH&PB(k-mix).mp3

Tuesday, June 10

 
Fun As Fuck

Even though I dislike the eponymous TV show, the Q.A.F. party this weekend was fun - as all fuck. This is why ::

:: People did fuck.
:: By the smell of things, the overwhelming majority of leather daddies & meth heads actually did bathe, pre-party.
:: The Promoter did his job. Plus - he had what I thought were these HUGE eyes, further magnified by insane Fashion Editor glasses. I thought, in fact, that he had lucked into some nuclear-powered E, which had dilated not only his pupils, but his eyeballs as well. He subsequently turned out ot be bizarre & charming in a Fellini kind of a way - and I subsequently realized that it was I who was on the nuclear-powered E.
:: The police did not raid the venue, or even make an appearance.
:: The venue did not resemble the Show's Club, at all.
:: Everyone was nice.
:: One of my best friends from my West Coast Party To Death Days was there - in one piece.
:: Someone who is very, very important to me has seen a glimpse of the chaos in my head, and does not think it's a bad thing - in fact, this info came in the form of one of the highest compliments I've ever received, which I was/am too blown away to acknowledge in person...in the meantime, I do need to monitor myself more closely.


Who knew Mental Health was only one Big Gay Event Away?



Friday, June 6

 
Lighten Up


Most of my friends have undergone some form of personal hell-on-earth this week - so I've written a perky remix, to cheer things up a bit ::

Re-Aim-ing.mp3

Come on...it's only your life, for crying out loud.



Thursday, June 5

 
When the goin' gets rough......





....Colin gets fabulous....



Wednesday, June 4

 
Last one - promise...







Tuesday, June 3

 
Wardrobe Essentials

Kurt and I usually plumb the depths whenever we IM each other...yesterday, we were all about Gay Jeans. This scintillating conversation led me to shoot a little clip re: recent wardrobe acquisitions ::




You can click my ass, sweetheart....

Sunday, June 1

 
And on the 7th day, God created A/V...


Here's another Videoblogtm, borne of my chronic (hee hee) Sunday Sloth ::



Click the picture, stupid...





Here's another Song/Remixyawn, for my cousin, Aimee ::

Aim.mp3

For crying out loud...