I awoke Sunday to a beautiful New York City day, sunny and in the 60’s, with memories of the night before still at the forefront of my mind after having met Stockard Channing. After breakfast my partner and I went our separate ways since my weekend was about to get even too gay for him,…
Whether it’s going to a gay and lesbian film festival, a Cher concert, or still trying to fit into my Debbie Gibson dress; every weekend is a gay weekend for me. However some weekends are more gay than others and last weekend was, in my gay opinion, the pinnacle of gayness so far. It all…
I’m not religious so I don’t go to church to confess my sins to the holy dude in the secret closet. However, I will confess my ultimate gay sin here…I don’t like ABBA. Blasphemy, I know! That haunting noise heard across the land was all the gays of the past, present and future gasping in…
At the end of last year when I saw Tiffany in concert at The Iridium in New York City, she mentioned working on new music. She compared the sound to her previous album The Color Of Silence, which in my gay opinion, is her best album to date. So to say that I was excited…
A few weeks ago while on vacation in Washington DC, I was on a booze cruise where a song got stuck in my head but not in a good way. The rapper sang about making “these bitches scream” and how they could “get a taste” of him. Bitches…I mean Ladies, where’s your self respect? If some Prick…I…
Last week I went on vacation with my two favorite people, my partner and my sister. We went to Washington DC for five days. We arrived Tuesday afternoon by Amtrak train at Union Station (50 Massachusetts Ave NE). Sure we could have drove in roughly the same amount of time but I wouldn’t drive in…
My main reason for joining Twitter four years ago was to keep track of my favorite divas since I don’t do Facebook. It’s allowed me to interact with some of the divas directly and I’ve found out about some amazing shows. I didn’t plan on participating in Twitter as much as I have, but because…
Welcome to Douche Bagging 101. Don’t worry, this isn’t going to be a How-To post, it’s a precautionary tale. If you master the fine art of Ass Holery it’s a short step to obtaining the title of Douche Bag. The path is paved with inflated self importance and entitlement. There are many but here’s the Top 5…
Back in May, in honor of Mother’s Day, I did a post about my mom who pretty much raised me solo. My father died when I was eleven, but before that, he wasn’t around much. He was on the road a lot driving tractor trailers (bringing home small trinkets from time to time), moving trucks…
Since starting this blog back in 2014, I have done posts on Donna De Lory’s live album Live From Kula Space, her Two Friends EP with Niki Haris, and Welcome To The Dream Machine the La Machine De Reve’s album that she’s a member of. Instead of going all fangay and gushing further, here’s what…
