Called off, definitely

Boy Scouts too anti-gay for Carly Rae.

Turkish oil wrestling is totally legit.

Jeb Bush running for prez in 2016?

Kate Middleton carrying a little princess?

Deborah Cox to women: HIV still a threat. 

Why Republicans should support marriage equality.

Pro athlete to come out sooner rather than later?

Gay Web series are where it's at.

Lisa Rinna goes off on a chick for mauling Harry Hamlin in the can  at a Vegas eatery.

Ellen's Ben Franklin: "We're here, we're queer..."

Superman artist won't work with ultra-homophobe.

Terrence Howard's Oprah sex scene livened up by her "tig ol' bitties."

Anderson Cooper on Madonna: "I'm, like, the oldest groupie in the world."

Blog that smeared Madonna on AIDS removed.

Taylor Swift takes all comers, can NOT take a joke.

Have you ever seen your best friend die?

I took this shot of Foster at the Globes, warmly acknowledging her screaming fans

Jodie Foster has doubled down on coming out, making a rambling and nervous but ultimately moving speech at the Golden Globes. Make no mistake, this is a major deal. Yes, "everyone" already knows, and it could be said that she had come out in 2007 when she acknowledged her then-partner in a public speech. But not "everyone" really did already know ("they" never do), Foster is a film icon and she is also a privacy icon—a woman whose public life was embroiled in a stalker's assassination attempt versus a president.

Basically, a (defensively) private public figure like Foster is still out. That makes a difference.

Good for her, and for us all.

Who are you rooting for to win a Golden Globe tonight?

Nobody named "Papa" could secretly be gay, right?

Lane Garrison: I lived with Papa Joe—he can't be gay!

Recent GOP prez candidate Michele Bachmann...an independent???

FOX fucks up: Bloomberg backs...Romney???

The Economist backs Obama again.

Romney lands a HUGE endorsement, too!

Nutty Romney supporters attempt to explain.

Jodie Foster getting Cecil B. DeMille.

Miley Cyrus does dubstep.

Chrysler Group VP for Product Design tweets Trump: "you are full of shit!"

Bill Clinton doing more campaigning than Mitt Romney.

Bristol Palin knows how to use the Craigslist!

Michelangelo Signorile is one in a hundred!

You can tell gay guys by their pronounced lists

Tag that class

"Classy" gay erotic fiction. (Work Unfriendly)

Romney on bad hair days: "If I have a bad hair day, I just think, Well, it will be an OK hair day tomorrow." (Seriously.)

The Barack Obama Birth Certificate Plate.

Via Joe.My.God.: All the Romney/Ryan tax-plan details.

Chris Messina nude. (Work Unfriendly, Play Friendly)

Golden Girls: Tina Fey and Amy Poehler to host the Globes.

Ann Coulter thinks it's funny that people disown their gay kids.

Speaking of kids, they're for Obama over Romney, 51-45.

Rosie Perez isn't into Romney, either.

Don't try this at home: A different kind of gay-bashing:

The Golden Globes—which are an imitation of the Oscars!—cheekily supports past winner Madonna by tweeting the more traditional version of what she said of Lady Gaga the other night in Atlantic City. (I love that someone responding immediately said Madonna stole the quote.)

Click to enlarge above: Madonna stepping on Jessica Biel's train at the Golden Globes, as seen in In Touch (January 30, 2012). Biel looks good-natured about it. I wonder if she would've met her during the "4 Minutes" phase or if this was their introduction?

She who lahffs lahst!

With thanks to Johnny and Francois: David Furnish has fumed yet again over Madonna's Golden Globe with for "Masterpiece" to the New York Post, officially making this the most pointless snit ever:

Sorry my posts have been light in recent weeks; I've traveled to Las Vegas, L.A. and Paris, and tomorrow go to Chicago. Then I'll be stationary for a few months. I hope the eye candy and Madonna updates will soon be spiked with more variety. Until then...

Congrats to Madonna for getting a Golden Globes nomination for "Masterpiece," a gorgeous song that would ordinarily be an Oscar nom shoo-in if it weren't for the fact that so far, the Academy has shunned nominating any song on which Madonna has writing credits. This could be the year they throw her a bone, though, considering the weak competition and Weinstein pushing hard for any kind of recognition for W.E.

Three Bitches Three

For my partner's birthday, I bid on a "Joan Rivers Experience" to benefit LIFEbeat, the music industry's response to AIDS; I have a spotty record of Joan Rivers fandom, but José is one notch below being a card-carrying member of her fan club. Plus, as Rivers would say, if they tell me it's for a disease, I'm in.

We took our friends Jason and Heidi to the Laurie Beechman on W. 42nd St., where she performs most Tuesdays. Her act is as uncharitable as they come, but the money earned for these small gigs—done to work out new material and get back to her roots—all goes to AIDS and to seeing-eye dog charities.

The good comic/bad comic dichotomy doesn't end there.

We had front-row seats at her feet—so close we were a bit nervous she'd involve us. The last act you want to find yourself drawn into is a Joan Rivers stand-up routine, right? But while that didn't happen, we were close enough to read her cue cards that were masking-taped to the stage, a testament to just how fresh the good were. (In fact, we only saw her glance down, smoothly, once.) I'd been wondering if her show would recycle all of the highly funny material from her recent David Letterman appearance, but nope—it was a combination of old chestnuts about Anne Frank and Helen Keller and very topical digs at "the tall, thin one" (Nicole Kidman), "the one with the lips out to here" (Angelina Jolie) and the hideous survivors of the Haitian earthquake. Yeah, those fugs really had it comin'.