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What? The bitch doesn't post for two weeks and suddenly there's a campaign to encourage him to post? Puh-leese. The only reason I want Toby to come back is so that I have something to read to make me wretch up my dinner every night (hey, a boy's gotta look his best in the summer time).
This bitch can write! Offering up an unapologetic view of life in DC, Circumlocutor offers a more than daily look at "Life, living, 'the news' (& pigs) in, around (& outside of) Washington, (DC)." Look for good stuff from this kid ... he's already had one breaking story ...
Who doesn't love Mr. Jon Jon Battles? Thankfully, one of our favorite DJs now has his very own blog.
Finally ... something we all want ... Instant Love! "Oh no!" the drag queen inside of me says, "Nothing comes that quickly ... you gotta work for it, girl!"
Well, perhaps that inner diva is wrong about that just this once. The truely amazing Jami Attenberg of Whatever-Whenever fame serves up the love in her hot new book Instant Love. I'm not offering a review quite yet ... but just know that this book is on Oprah's "What You're Really Going to Want to Read this Summer" list. So, head out an buy a copy today for your reading pleasure. You wouldn't want to make a liar out of Oprah, would you???
Well, perhaps that inner diva is wrong about that just this once. The truely amazing Jami Attenberg of Whatever-Whenever fame serves up the love in her hot new book Instant Love. I'm not offering a review quite yet ... but just know that this book is on Oprah's "What You're Really Going to Want to Read this Summer" list. So, head out an buy a copy today for your reading pleasure. You wouldn't want to make a liar out of Oprah, would you???
Bravo is finally back in the saddle, and there's finally some good eye candy to look at again (I'm talking about his photos, mind you ...). His nightlife series almost replaces going out on the weekends. Almost.
In my high school, the race to become student body president was always a big popularity contest. I could never understand why, given that student council actually seemed to require a lot of work ... which never got done ... which, come to think of it, probably explains why we never had decorations at dances or even a high school reunion.
The best speech I ever heard during student council elections was given by a 'new kid' who happened to be last in the queue to speak. After everyone else had gotten up and promised "longer lunch hours!" [cheers], "less homework!" [cheers], and "scrunchies at the school store!" [uncomfortable pause ... golf claps], our hero made his way to the podium, looked at the other candidates next to him, and said (as if he was a character in Heathers
), "High School is bullshit." As the teachers rushed towards the podium to silence him, he pulled a live goldfish out of a plastic baggie filled with water, held it high over his mouth to show that it was alive, and dropped the flapping fishy right down his throat. As the teachers stopped dead in their tracks, he swallowed and managed to mumble, 'vote for me' into the microphone before walking calmly back to his seat next to the other candidates.
Of course, he won by a landslide, and that year student council was more productive than ever.
That said, I'm probably not going to swallow a live fish, but I would appreciate your vote for Best Gay Blog. Vote for me! If I win, I promise more male cheerleaders, a curriculum including gay pulp friction (i mean...fiction), and in depth sex ed classes for all. OK. FINE. If I win, I'll swallow a live fish. Happy?
The best speech I ever heard during student council elections was given by a 'new kid' who happened to be last in the queue to speak. After everyone else had gotten up and promised "longer lunch hours!" [cheers], "less homework!" [cheers], and "scrunchies at the school store!" [uncomfortable pause ... golf claps], our hero made his way to the podium, looked at the other candidates next to him, and said (as if he was a character in Heathers
), "High School is bullshit." As the teachers rushed towards the podium to silence him, he pulled a live goldfish out of a plastic baggie filled with water, held it high over his mouth to show that it was alive, and dropped the flapping fishy right down his throat. As the teachers stopped dead in their tracks, he swallowed and managed to mumble, 'vote for me' into the microphone before walking calmly back to his seat next to the other candidates. Of course, he won by a landslide, and that year student council was more productive than ever.
That said, I'm probably not going to swallow a live fish, but I would appreciate your vote for Best Gay Blog. Vote for me! If I win, I promise more male cheerleaders, a curriculum including gay pulp friction
(i mean...fiction), and in depth sex ed classes for all. OK. FINE. If I win, I'll swallow a live fish. Happy?
Something queer this way comes...oh no, wait ... it's here! Bradford Shellhammer (by way of Jossip) brings us a hot new LGBT blog: Queerty.
It's sure to contain all things weird, wild, and wonderful about the gays, but I just hope he doesn't give away to many ... um ... trade secrets as I'm sure the metrosexuals will be flocking there just as often as I will be.
Maybe now that Bradford is back in the spotlight (did he really ever leave?) I'll finally get to meet him. If only I could be so lucky.
It's sure to contain all things weird, wild, and wonderful about the gays, but I just hope he doesn't give away to many ... um ... trade secrets as I'm sure the metrosexuals will be flocking there just as often as I will be.
Maybe now that Bradford is back in the spotlight (did he really ever leave?) I'll finally get to meet him. If only I could be so lucky.
