Keith Crisco, the Democrat Clay Aiken is within spitting distance of officially beating in the primary election, died unexpectedly today, following a fall at his home. He was 71.

Clay Aiken has won the Democratic primary in North Carolina, which means he will go up against Republican incumbent Rep. Renee Ellmers. He eked out a win by as little as 2%.

UPDATE: New orgs still have not called the Aiken race as of today, May 7, 10:00AM, even though he was never behind in any of the counting of the ballots, 100% of all precincts are in and he's ahead by more than the 1% needed to ward off a recount. Also, as it stands, he has (barely) more than 40% of the vote, which would mean no run-off. Not sure why the AP and CNN haven't called this, although it's certainly very, very close. Less than 15% of the electorate turned out in NC, by the way.

One-trick pony

Sexy boner-juggler Jamie Stroud is sexy porn actor Chip Tanner.

Steve Wiles, a Democratic drag queen turned anti-gay Republican, loses NC primary.

Clay Aiken in close NC primary race—leading by less than 1%.

Daddy: The Movie producer dating 22-y.o. Derrick Gordon.

South Africa wages war on anti-gay and gender-based violence.

3-minute time-lapse film of L.A. is breathtaking. 

Rather amazing short film on female body hair.

Philly man beaten to death by Grindr trick.

James St. James's open letter to freed killer Michael Alig.

Click here if you care about queer books.

Anti-feminist Shailene Woodley is incest-curious.

Donald Sterling's side-piece V Stiviano is a grifter.

Willow Smith, 13, in bed with actor, 20. Just...in bed.

Dustin Lance Black will speak at alma mater after all.

Madonna's crazy? Prince won't even swear anymore!

Obama & Dems' polling ticks upward.

“Gone” was for Michael Jackson, not *NSYNC.

Prince William flew coach.

Jon Hamm worked in the porn biz, calls it “soul-crushing.”

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  My third Broadway Bares, directed by Josh Rhodes and assistant director Lee Wilkins and produced by Jerry Mitchell with a Monopoly theme, was the best yet even if the star power was not as jaw-dropping as one might expect for a 20th anniversary show—no matter, because who the fuck cares about Missy Tony Winner when you've got a stage filled with the country's best, brightest and nakedest Broadway dancers? The night was like one big no-handed edging session. I'm not sure if the experience is untoppable, but if it isn't, it's definitely a power bottom in sequins.

Shiny, happy people

Jason and I (pictured, above) showed up at 10:35 last night to line up for the midnight show, only to find the line snaking out of Roseland and about three-quarters of the way to 53rd already. It was already a gay-list day—not only did I spot both Leslie Jordan and Paolo Andino on Ninth Avenue, but I got all blogged down by brunching with Kenneth from Kenneth in the (212) and running into Jesse Archer, Joe Jervis (pictured), Jared Eng and Andy Towle at BB. See, not all bloggers spend their lives in the pajamas...though I'm in mine as I type this. Hmmm.

The lovely AJ Thorpe ushered us in

They let us in around 11:30, whereupon we made a beeline for the middle, settling on the inside edge of stage right. It was packed and quite warm (a 90-degree day had preceded) but not too bad. I feel terrible for the cute guy adhered to me from the front (I felt bad, but he felt good) because my camera must have poked him 200 times later on. I saw some of the usual pervs—myself included—many of whom pop up in my videos from previous years.

The show started 20 minutes late, but it unfolded at whiplash pace. Dapper Euan Morton (so brilliant eons ago in Taboo) kicked off the opening number "The Best Game in Town" in a top hat and tails a good little monopolist, introducing us to the lovely ladies who stood in for the iconic game pieces. Each and every one was described in sexually suggestive ways, even the wheelbarrow—you can guess what she's capable of carrying away.

No, THIS is the best game in town

 There she is, Miss...Vanessa L. Williams

The show's biggest star opened the whole thing 

With no build-up, he introduced the biggest stars of the night, the resurging Vanessa Williams (don't even dream that she would be dumb enough to get naked again) and everybody's favorite Christian Broadway bombshell Kristin Chenoweth. The ladies were on point and suitably glam, sporting nice gams.

Josh's entrance (the other one is available to view here.)

Joshua Buscher, a West Side Story dancer in possession of (this must be official somewhere?) the greatest white behind on the Great White Way was someone I picked out last year as a dazzler; this year, he starred in a show-stopping number called "The Bank" set to Lady GaGa's "Money Honey" (OMG, or was he copying Madonna???) that culminated with him dancing totally nude while basically wearing two male peers. It was a well-tailored fit. 

 

Josh puts it allll behind him

If you want all the minutiae about what the ladies accomplished this year, you might need to search for a Girl Culture blog; I love women, but I was so boycrazy I fear I will not do justice to the female-driven numbers. I do know that soon after a rowdy lipstick-lezzie lingerie number called "Connecticut Avenue", a talented, black-bustiered female Alysha Umphress crooned Journey's "When the Lights Go Down in the City" so well that I do hope someone went down on her after the show.