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Somewhere in Idaho, a wingnut is so stupid and deluded that he or she put up this twisted billboard.

This is what we are up against, folks. These are the people who will largely be calling the shots in Washington if Romney wins.

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To which picture are your eyes most quickly drawn? Which group would you most like to invite to your after-hours party?

If it’s the bottom picture, I think you have your answer, no matter how many women’s lives you destroy trying to convince yourself otherwise.

Although I’d totally go out clubbing with the three blondes, they would never have done anything for me sexually.

This reminds of the time my three heterosexual brothers mentioned the name of a female supermodel in my presence at home. I forget who it was, but what I never will forget is the look they all gave me in stunned silence when I asked who they were talking about. It was at that point that they realized, I think, that it was not “a phase” I was going through.

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While I find the idea of a $77K bottle of cognac to be proof that a lot of rich people are idiots, this still had to hurt if you were the one who dropped it.

Rest of story here.

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“But shark attacks are so rare!” people insist.

Try telling that to this guy.

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Well, at least she graduated.

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Well, my second trip to Fire Island ever turned out to be just as interesting as the first one.

Manhattan porn impresario Robin Byrd’s house on Fire Island.

This trip was to celebrate the wedding of my friends John and Guy, who had a simple oceanside ceremony that was, by all accounts, lovely and touching. I was too far back into the crowd and most of what was said was drowned out by the crashing surf on the ocean side of Fire Island, so I had to take everyone’s word for it that what was said was amusing and moving.

John and Guy had rented the oceanfront home of Manhattan nightlife queen Robin Byrd, and the house is just as eclectic as one might imagine for a woman who is also a porn impresario. (You can read Ms. Byrd’s Wikipedia page here.) The house has a spectacular large deck overlooking the ocean, and that is where all of us spent most of our time since the waves on Fire Island were not safe to swim into over the weekend. But with a large pool and huge deck next to the ocean, who needed the actual ocean?

The house could definitely use a little TLC as it appears that Ms. Byrd doesn’t much care for upkeep. But at night it was clear that she put a great deal of thought into the mood lighting on the deck and in the pool, which made for great evenings.

Midnight swim under the stars anyone?

Speaking of lighting, on Saturday night we all attended the annual Fire Island Pines dance fund-raiser on the beach. It was my first time at that storied event, and it was worth the $180 ticket. The organizers put a great deal of thought into the venue, sound and lighting. Even that afternoon and evening’s heavy thundershowers managed to clear up for the bulk of the party.

I went with Gene, my Fire Island host from two weekends before (thanks again, Gene!) and we left the dancing on the beach for a few hours respite back at his place, which is just down the beach from Byrd’s house.  Then we went back to the party at 6:00 or so in the morning to dance to the sunrise on the ocean with the large number of revelers who were still there.

Fun event. I want to go next year.

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Well, they are in the sense that they are always usually looking toward the next election, and that can make them do some unsavory things, such as sell out their principles.

However, we have a Mayor in Boston, Tom Menino, who is really one of the good guys. Don’t get me wrong: I would want him on my bad side. And I have been on his bad side a few times over the years.

But on LGBT issues he’s been better than almost any other mayor in the country, and at least as good as even the best ones.

For example, the fast food chain Chik-Fil-A, which has an anti-gay right-wing nutjob as its founder, wants to open a restaurant on Boston’s Freedom Trail, a walking tour of some of the city’s Revolutionary War sites. Menino is not having it, and his letter to the wingnut president of the restaurant chain is below.

Awesome, huh?

And, please, do not tell me that this stifles free speech. The restaurant can open somewhere else in Boston. Just not on the Freedom Trail. If the guy who runs the corporation had said publicly that blacks and whites should not be allowed to marry, Menino would be hailed as a civil rights hero. But because it’s same-sex marriage, everyone thinks the guy has a God-given right to be a bigot. Bullshit.

And living someplace where my mayor can tell the difference is one of the reasons I love Boston.

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Good riddance.

How hard can is possibly be to understand that the underlying spirit of the Olympic games —as long as you look past the consumerism and corporate overkill — is supposed to be about nations of the world coming together without regard for race, nationality, creed or ethnicity?

And how hard can it therefore be to understand that this woman has no place at the games because she embodies exactly what the games are ostensibly working against?

Full article shown in the screen cap below can be found here.

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