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Today is the 20th anniversary of the 1993 March on Washington in D.C. I took the bus down alone, reading an uncorrected galley of the Randy Shilts book Conduct Unbecoming, which I'd gotten from my co-worker Michael Denneny. Denneny is in the news lately for confessing that "Patient Zero" was a made up ploy for publicity for Shilts's And the Band Played On.
Once there, I recall meeting up with friends and being awed by the sheer numbers. I made sure to get a numbered wristband: Mine was #669! I guess I was early.
I remember this image was everywhere:
QUESTION: Who'da thunk it that just 20 years later, gays in the military would be a moot point and we'd be pushing rapidly toward full marriage equality? ANSWER: We thunk it. We did. That day, everything seemed possible. And you know what? It was.
Courtesy of my long-time pal Giulio in Italy, here are some samples of the hand-drawn envelopes I used to send to ALL of my friends and Madonna-fan contacts. The black-and-white ones are stationery I made from my drawings, on which I would hand-write my "Madonna 4 sale" lists, filled with duplicate cover magazines and promo items I would con out of record stores with a big smile and then-young charm. It was the late '80s and early '90s...what can I say?
WeHo realtor brain dead from bacterial meningitis. Get the shot.
Kmart becomes cool with just one commercial.
MILKIN' IT: Mama cat adopts orphaned bunny.
Cyndi Lauper pleads veggie on Lady Gaga's meat dress.
Men's fall/winter '13 collections are here.
PUBIC NUISANCE: Hugh Jackman gets pubic-bombed at gym.
Justin Bieber really is an idiot.
A list of the BIGGEST male stars, like Steve "12.4-inch" Cochran.
Brian Shimansky works it on out.
Is La Toya the "most relevant living Jackson?"
In the Deep Web series about friends with secrets.
Is Walt Disney World "an unconstitutional form of government?"
Scott Brown to carpetbag New Hampshire?
YESTERGAY: San Francisco's forgotten gay bars.
Best Star Wars parody ever?
Which has the Weitz stuff?
A (Work Unfriendly) Tumblr: Guys & Pits.
1st look at Darius Goodworth's FU e=fu8 Underwear shoot:
In the '80s, when my parents were leaving on a rare trip without my sister, my hilarious mom left me this meticulously crafted note, spelling out all the rules of the house. Thankfully, she's always had perfect penmanship, so it can still be enjoyed today.
I love how stern it seems...until you get to the parenthetical aside about drunken puking being verboten because "the dog might eat it." But the ultimate has to be the third line of (5).
In about eighth grade, T.A.G.: The Assassination Game swept my school. The idea was that a group of boys would use their omnipresent combs (remember those back-pocket rooster tails?) as weapons, stalking classmates we'd been secretly assigned to "assassinate" and offing them by touching them with the combs. This game was played during school, so more than once, a guy might have to remove his comb/dagger from his back pocket and throw it down the hall to make a kill.
Above is my actual comb/dagger from the game, along with my "kills." It looks like one of my kills was my old buddy Dan Routhier, who I just blogged about yesterday, judging from a handwritten note on one of the cards.
Keep reading for the macabre rules of the game. And they say that kids today are warped and obsessed with violence...
The 24th Annual GLAAD Media Awards—full list of winners here—were a mish-mash of political activism, back-slapping, genuinely emotional moments largely tied to the venerable org's new push for transgender rights and—oh, yeah!—a Madonna/Anderson Cooper one-two punch that was an instant-classic appearance for Madonna (even if the evening was to honor Coop).
Keep reading for a full report, pictures and videos...