July 30, 2005

Spam of the day

Subject: You can feel yourself for 19 years during sex!

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July 27, 2005

Missing the point

From gay.com:

chatter one: bert, help me do an asian theme in my bedroom so my eventual bf will feel at home chatter two: get an asian bf first and let him redo the bedroom chatter one: you're no fun chatter two: I am never fun TheHighStrungLoner: how would you like it if you went to an asian guy’s house and it was all tarted up in Americana for YOU? chatter two: lol frank chatter one: i don't care about decor, frank. have you seen my curtains?????

Bonus round:

CCmanontop: Who needs company in their hotel room tonight? TheHighStrungLoner: you must be looking for air conditioning

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July 26, 2005

18-22

The gay ideal: 18-22 years old, slim to skinny, no body or facial hair, shaved ass and balls.

My ideal: 35-60, beefy to muscular to reasonably chubby, hairy face, body, ass and genitals.

Yes, I know, everyone has their own “type” and, no, this doesn't bother me because I’m nearly three times as old as the target demographic. (Youngsters often say I’m “bitter” because I know I can never have them. News Flash: I don’t want ’em! Just look at the men whose pictures I post here. Get a grip.) This weird fascination with youth annoyed me even when I was in that age group. Honestly, I don’t get it. I’m beginning to think it’s pathological.

My regular readers have probably figured by now that I spend quite a bit of time online in gay chat. (Blame it on age, depression, health, laziness, I don’t care. In fact, don’t blame anything; I do it because it’s fun.)

It's hot. I will finish this later. Maybe.

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July 25, 2005

Vogue in situ

My AIDS Service Organization, The Mazzoni Center is in a small office building at 12th and Chestnut Sts. The lobby is only about twenty feet across. The wall opposite the entry doors is mirrored and the four tiny elevators are along the left wall.

The other night I had to be there for a 6PM appointment with my psycho-pharmacologist. Preceding me into the building were three thuggish Latin guys. As soon as they got inside and saw the mirrored wall, all three of them screamed out loud and started runway-walking back and forth across the lobby! It was so shocking, I thought I was going to shit myself laughing.

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July 22, 2005

Homo-erotic art

This is just one small section of huge, incredibly gay bas-relief surrounding the front doors of the PennMutual tower on Walnut St., just below 5th, directly across from Independence Hall. All of the scenes depict printing and the artist was obviously fond of young musclemen. I love that manly nipple!

UPDATE: I’ve been informed that this in the Classical Style which emulated ancient greek art, including their love of young men. The fact that the depictions are so…umm…hot is not necessarily a sign of the artist’s homosexuality.

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Detail

This interesting fixture is holding up the marquee to the old Locust St. Theater.

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July 20, 2005

Mexicans

No one seems to ride their bike in the street anymore in Philly. Everyone is on the sidewalk. Aside from the fact that it’s illegal and annoying, I think it’s just wrong. I don't want to dodge moving vehicles as I’m trying to negotiate a street full of sidewalk cafés. Philadelphia is quickly losing it’s reputation as a pedestrian-friendly city.

Anyway, about 90% of them are Mexican. They are very polite and don’t seem to expect anyone to get out of their way, which is nice. I started paying attention and I see a Mexican on a bike on the sidewalk about once every two blocks. This is true anytime, day or night. I swear. I figure there are hundreds of Mexicans crisscrossing Center City Philadelphia at all times. Why? It’s a mystery.

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July 18, 2005

The Adonis

The Adonis was an oven on both Friday and Saturday nights. Ugh.

Friday was nearly a washout. I only stayed about an hour. I fucked a white guy with a hairy ass a couple of times. He now seems to be there every weekend with his ass in the air. He’s usually on the benches and has to put his feet on the floor for me to get to him. He’s always willing, though.

There’s another guy who likes stroking my dick and talking dirty. Sometimes I can get into it but on Friday his breath was so unbearably gross that I had to walk away. (I know. I frequent the classiest places!) I finally took a walk around and decided there really wasn’t anyone here I had any interest in, so I went home early.

Saturday was more of the same, though the crowd was a bit better. Again, i fucked the guy with his ass in the air. He was really vocal and begged me to shoot inside of him and I tried, I really did, three times, but it wasn’t gonna happen.

Through the night I noticed an Asian who seemed to always end up standing next to me. Later in the night I was leaning back against a wall and he positioned himself in front of me. He reached behind and started stroking my dick which was already pretty hard. He undid his pants and dropped them to the floor. As he grabbed my cock and my balls together, he pushed me back against the wall and backed up onto me. He rode my dick for a couple of strokes and pulled away. This was repeated for a good ten minutes. I relaxed, putting my hands behind my head, and let him do his number. I got off on smelling my own armpit funk. Someone one one side started playing with my nipples and, on the left, a guy was kissing me. I was feeling great but I started to get frustrated. I really wanted to bust and I knew it wasn’t going to happen doing this. I told him I needed to stop. I had to finally get myself off with the help of the other two guys. I was really close so it didn't take very long. What a big load. It had been over a week and I was really ready.

Guess I’m good for another week!

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July 17, 2005

More Tom Chase

Here’s the rest of him. He has a be-yoo-tee-full, muscular, hairy ass, too.

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July 16, 2005

In the meantime

I’ll be working a lot this weekend so here’s something to look at.

Tom Chase IMed me on AOL when I was living in Provincetown. He was bartending at The Vault that summer. He sent me a couple of pics he had taken in his bathroom. I didn’t realize who he was until after he left but I still got weak-kneed when he walked in the door. What a beauty! Anyway, I fucked him and we chatted a little. Nice guy. He said he always goes home alone. Men are probably afraid to approach him. Hell, if I could get him…

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July 15, 2005

A Sexy Celebrity Affair

What can I say? I’m really jealous of Apollo’s tunic.

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July 10, 2005

Man of the week

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July 9, 2005

Dud

This guy on AOL has been bugging me to come over his place on Rittenhouse Square for a couple of weeks. I’ve been turning him down every time because he doesn’t have a picture posted. It makes no sense to me that someone can expect to find sex online without posting a picture somewhere. He said he had no hair on his face but was willing to grow some! Anyway, I said what I normally say to guys with no pic: I’ll meet you but I ain’t gonna promise anything. He said, “If we don’t click we’ll have a drink and be friends forever.” Umm…I doubt it. I went over there on Wednesday night.

He answered the door in jeans and a colorful striped cotton dress-shirt with the sleeves cut off. One button was done near his waist. He was hairy enough but, with that outfit, I expected a bowl of fruit on his head. His face wasn’t what I usually go for but there was some stubble and buzzed male pattern baldness. Remembering he claimed to have a furry butt, I decided I could deal with it and came in.

He was very drunk and, after he spoke, I realized he was a typical old-style Philly gay. Still, I stayed. We took our pants off and sat on the sofa. He was wearing a cheap leather cock ring. He started stroking himself. I asked him to suck my dick. He was good, too. I got hard pretty quickly. He did some poppers and sucked some more, moving up to my nipples. I tried to kiss him but he wasn’t into it.

He moved to the other end of the couch, spread his legs and started stroking his still-limp dick. I moved on top of him and got ready to fuck his ass. Every time I tired to get my dick in he flinched. I asked him what was wrong. He said, “Well, Frank, I’ll tell you. You’re not what I expected and I’m probably not what you expected either.” Well, since he didn’t have a picture, I had no expectations at all but It was cool. I wasn’t that into it and I was a little relieved. I got dressed and left.

Thursday night he sent me another message, apologizing and asking me to come over again NOW. He said he was drunk and afraid of the PA the night before. I politely declined.

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July 7, 2005

Man of the Week

Sitting in an all-night Starbucks in Chicago, I managed to snag some pics of this beauty. I love his simian profile and hairy forearms. I wanted to help him with his homework.

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War of the Worlds

Really scary! It’s not as visually or thematically well-wrought as Speilberg’s Minority Report, the idea ultimately makes no sense and the last scene is completely stupid. Still, it’s compelling and brutal. There are no smart-ass one-liners, thank god. Just a lot of people frozen in silent terror when they’re not screaming and running away. In fact, one of the best things about it is that the “hero” spends the entire movie trying to avoid danger. At one point, he has to talk his son out of following the army who are aggressively fighting the invaders because he sees it as pointless. This movie has some terrifying, beautiful, nightmare-inducing images: a train completely engulfed in flames, speeding uncontrollably through a railroad crossing; a man clawing bare-handed through a car windshield; the clothing of people vaporized in mid-air fluttering to the ground. You can read into it whatever you like politically and current events-wise, it still boils down to a great visceral thrill ride by a master. Not a great Speilberg but, doubtless, the best blockbuster of the summer.

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July 5, 2005

Gay Pride

I couldn’t agree more with Joe. My. God.. It’s the one day a year for us to be ourselves. Just go read it ’cause he says it so much better than I can. And he’s cute, too!

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Know-nothing

HighStrungLoner: The fireworks were great. I went two hours early to see Rufus Wainwright and he only did two songs.
Mr_X: more then enough,.his tempo wasnt for that type crowd
HighStrungLoner: I was hoping he’d use the orchestra.
Mr_X: he's good,..I like him butthe crowd wanted upbeat music
HighStrungLoner: They did?
Mr_X: yes they did
HighStrungLoner: I left after Rufus and went behind the museum with my iPod to wait for the fireworks and to make sure I missed Patti Labelle.
Mr_X: Patti Labelle,.someone should of told her to move the mic when she moved
HighStrungLoner: They should move the mic as far away from her mouth as they can.,
Mr_X: o so ur not a fan
HighStrungLoner: I can’t stand that screeching harpy.
Mr_X: then I notice the ouput volume was low on everyone ,an after ELTON sang one song soemone finally turn up the volume
HighStrungLoner: I had no problem hearing.
HighStrungLoner: I saw Elton John at his first ever US show at the old Electric Factory
Xton: Now that’s historical, Frank.
Mr_X: 22nd st Very cool. off arch
HighStrungLoner: I still have the drumstick I stole as a souvenir.
Mr_X: good memories
HighStrungLoner: He was great. Two weeks later he had a hit single.
Xton: You were Courteney Cox.
HighStrungLoner: I was.
Xton: “Your Song” was his first, right?
HighStrungLoner: Yep.
Mr_X: yellow brick
HighStrungLoner: Years before Yellow Brick Road, that was like his fifth album or something
Mr_X: right
HighStrungLoner: This was 1970
Mr_X: thats when Tom(something) use to write his music
Xton: Bernie Taupin?
Mr_X: thats him
HighStrungLoner: Bernie Taupin. He wrote the lyrics. Elton writes the music.
Mr_X: he & Elton where lovers and that when BERNie use to write most if not all Elton songs,.then they had a bog fall ou
HighStrungLoner: Bernie’s wife, the one he wrote Tiny Dancer about, might disagree.

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July 4, 2005

The Adonis

Saturday and Sunday were two more uneventful nights at The Adonis. Neither night was particularly crowded and the men who were there weren’t very interesting to me. There was one last night who I thought was pretty hot but he left me pretty quickly for a guy who was bigger and much fatter with an Amish-like white beard. It was satisfying, in a way, to not be fat enough, but frustrating at the same time. I didn’t dwell on it—I just don’t do that—but I did decide it was time to leave.

Speaking of that—and I hope this is just a summer thing—The Adonis seems to be attracting really large men lately. I don’t just mean that in the usual fat-means-anything-bigger-than-me sense. These guys are HUGE, like twice my size. I know they have to have sex, too, and that’s cool. I’m a little guy, though, and they really make it more difficult for me to maneuver as well as be seen. OK, I’m done with the short guy rant.

I fucked a couple of guys. There are always men bent over the seating ready for any dick that comes along. Another guy is a very hot bottom who uses his huge dick to attract men. I see him online all the time and we’ve corresponded a little and played here once before. He has a great hole. Last night he was unwilling or unable to position himself comfortably for me even though he initiated the play. (He has accommodated before so…)

I got two great blow jobs, one on each night, so neither night was a total loss. Even though The Adonis is just a dark room, I don’t really feel satisfied if all of my encounters are completely anonymous. It does seem better if the person shows some interest in me. Call me old-fashioned.

On Saturday a man grabbed my stiff dick and got immediately on his knees and started sucking. He was really good, too, if a bit heavy with the teeth. After a couple of minutes he asked if I wanted to sit down. I did. Huge improvement. No more teeth. He sucked, licked, sniffed, lapped my balls (mmmm), you name it, for a good twenty minutes. I wanted to shoot so badly, but thanks to the Effexor, I just couldn’t. I finally had to ask him to stop. I was so covered with drool that I had to wipe myself off. Otherwise, walking home I would have looked like I pissed myself or something.

Last night I put my dick through the gloryhole. The guy on the other side switched between me and the two guys he had in the booth with him. When his mouth wasn’t on my dick, he was stroking it. He nearly got me to shoot but, again, it wasn’t to be. At least I’m long-lasting!

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Mark Price

A while back I went up to the South Street Bridge to photograph some of the postering and stenciling there. The steel wall between the sidewalk and the asphalt is covered with all kinds of stuff like an impromptu gallery. The city is starting to paint it over, of course. I took a lot of pictures which I may post eventually.

Anyway, on Saturdays there are always a few people selling things on the corner of 16th and Spruce, a block and a half from here. This week a guy was selling silk-screened prints and I recognized his style from some of the stuff I photographed. His name is Mark Price and his work is really dense and beautiful. He had two sizes of prints for sale but I bought his small hand-made book, the cover of which is shown here. The center band is actually varnish on black, an effect I really love and there is gold metallic ink on every page. It’s a beautifully executed object. I love it. He seems like a nice guy, too.

According to the inside of the book, Mark is a member of Space 1026, a group of artists in Philly who work out of 1026 Arch St. They had an opening on Friday and the group show continues until the end of August. You can find out more here. His name is not on their web site so I’m not sure what the story is.

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July 2, 2005

Live 8

I’ve been watching this fucking thing for an hour and they haven’t shown a single complete song by anyone. The coverage is incredibly annoying. It’s all talk and no music. I suspect they’re worried about digital copies and CD/DVD sales. No matter what the reason, it’s stupid.

My only hope is that Patti Labelle doesn’t come out at the end and hog the mic like she did at Live Aid.

The Black Eyed Peas are great, of course. Can we see an entire song, please?

Paul McCartney singing Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band with U2 and a horn section in the shiny Sgt. Pepper suits was a total embarrassment. Hideous beyond belief.

I’m turning it OFF and going to Trader Joe’s.

I’m back. Just like last night, Center City is full of cute, shirtless straight guys heading to the Parkway with their…umm…rather plain girlfriends. Nice!

Before I go on criticizing, I have to say Live 8 is for a great cause and everyone should go HERE and add their name to the list. There.

Madonna seems to have lost every shred of the charisma she once had. Like a Prayer is pathetic, Ray of Light is a huge improvement, though. Why is she singing in that half-squat position? At least we got an entire song!

Alicia Keyes is beautiful. I don’t like her singing much.

Linkin Park are adorable. I want to like them but I don’t. They are running overtime.

Break time. Back later.

Mariah Carey is surprisingly good but she’s wearing Aunt Ida’s lace-up dress from Female Trouble. She just can’t not be a skank.

The London concert has great energy overall. Ours is sputtering at best. It’s the line-up, though, right?

Nap time.

Dragging out the old folks now. Pink Floyd are as flat-footed as ever. (They were so good before Dark Side of the Moon. So sad.) Paul McCartney appears to have no idea at all what made Beatle records great. It’s good to see everyone’s favorite t-room queen George Michael, though.

They are interrupting Stevie Wonder to show a goddam Destiny’s Child clip!! Stevie’s pretty good today. Still picking out his own clothes, I see. Cutie-pie Rob Thomas sounds good with him. The guy from Maroon 5 does not.

It’s over.

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