March 30, 2008
I’m listening to “You've Got to Hide Your Love Away” by The Silkie from The British Invasion: The History of British Rock, Vol. 6.
Big Brother is watching
Is it me or do these posters completely reek of 1984? The designs are beautiful and they really give me the creeps. I passed one the other day in a bus shelter. I couldn’t believe it was an official campaign poster. They look like something I’d see in a movie. Weird.
March 22, 2008
This was sent to me by someone I’ve never met on gay.com. I’ve said “Hello” to HeyMary and he was cordial enough, and said he liked The High-Strung Loner, while being clear that he wasn’t interested in hooking up. That’s fine. Luckily I haven’t had to interact with hondafvr (below), though I’ve already chatted with with too many just like him.
hondavfr800: youre a butch guy...why the fem nickname?
HeyMary: How do you know I’m butch?
hondavfr800: lol ah but i can read- unless u checked the masculine/ butch box accidentally
HeyMary: Alright. I did it to make people type the name.
hondavfr800: as good a reason as any so you are butch then...
HeyMary: I’m not into chatting, I know that.
hondavfr800: k-then why would u be in a chatroom?
HeyMary: I’m here for sex.
hondavfr800: hmmm ok. well that cuts to the chase. all good brotha
HeyMary: Have a good night. Brotha.
hondavfr800: should double the dose on your meds
HeyMary: Those kind of comments from bitchy queens like you are the main reason I don’t engage in the main chat room. Goodnight.
hondavfr800: brings us back to step 1 how do you know i’m butch wouldnt imagine u get too much sex- place 4 u is a bathhouse with low lighting and no convo
HeyMary: You keep typing catty remarks if you want. I have things to do. Have a good night.
hondavfr800: it says youre intelligent- if u were really intelligent yod just hit the ignore button- then u wouldnt have to read my truths
hondavfr800: jewish right?
Actually, HeyMary is Portuguese/American.
Several nights later:
hondavfr800: hey psycho
Nice guy, huh?
I’m listening to “Nightingale” from Exotic Moods of Les Baxter by Les Baxter.
March 19, 2008
AnFCub caught my eye despite the fact that he named himself after a clothing store for 20-somethings. Sadly, on reading his profile, what I mistook for a sexy, evil glint in his eyes turned out to be the haughty glare of arrogance.
NOT single, NOT lookin’
I won’t judge your “open” relationship if you don’t judge my “CLOSED” one...
Fair enough, but
“Isn't delayed gratification the definition of maturity?” - C. Bradshaw
Excuse me but isn’t that judging? Besides, no it’s not the definition of maturity except maybe to an extremely unrealistic fictional character who, in my opinion, always acted more like a gay man than a woman in the first place.
I’m listening to “Den Of Sins” from Naked City by John Zorn/Naked City.
March 10, 2008
The problem with both directors is a complete lack of self-awareness combined with a monstrous self-obsession. Both filmmakers evince an inflated sense of self worth combined with an obliviousness to what they're actually doing.
I found this while looking up reviews of The Darjeeling Limited which was a real delight largely because of director Wes Anderson’s self-obsession. I wish I could say the same about a certain pundit with sleep apnea.
I’m listening to “Pallas Athena (Don't Stop Praying Remix No. 2)” from Black Tie White Noise by David Bowie.