On Friday, Thomas Roberts, pinch-hitting, became the first openly gay man to anchor the evening baby blues—I mean, news.
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Kelly Ripa spent a good chunk of her acceptance speech for a GLAAD Excellence in Media Award raving about Anderson Cooper and his partner Benjamin Maisani, who she referred to as wonderful friends and role models for her son.
The event also saw Thomas Roberts receiving the Vito Russo Award from Lynda Carter. Unfortunately, he was not required to spin around, losing his clothes until he was left with a solid gold jockstrap.
The 23rd Annual GLAAD Media Awards at the Marriott Marquis last night was a fun time once I decided I was for sure not dashing to Connecticut to support a friend's event starring Mickey Rooney. I'd already committed to GLAAD and couldn't quite wrap my mind around three hours (both ways) of travel for an hour of notoriously curmudgeonly Rooney fielding questions about his career and undoubtedly griping about the filth that passes for entertainment today, but I was happy to hear later that Mickey's gig was a treat in the end.
Here I am interviewing Thomas Roberts (photo from here)
José was my camerman (which removes a lot of the stress; having to stick a video camera directly into someone's face is awkward, especially when they're not performing sexual acts and high on whatever people get high on these days).
He and I and everyone I ran into were kvetching about how tired we were, didn't wanna do this massive red carpet, etc. But it wound up being rather cool.
I was next to a really fun girl whose hair, nonetheless, kept creeping into my face and all over my body (she had a mane on her). At one point, it worked itself under my MEDIA sticker and tugged it partially off like one of those cartoon vines. She apologized and I accepted, but I have enough hair all over me.
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