Sunday, August 31, 2008

Beaux Arts: David Hockney

One of the great things about working at a library is the constant exposure to books. Currently we are working on weeding the collection of books that haven't checked out in the past 4 years: one such book is Cameraworks by David Hockney. It's a fabulous collection of his photo-collages - that I actually like a lot better than his paintings.


Sorry, this one got cut off at the ends. The book is huge, and the xerox machines here at LPL aren't big enough for it.

Ian with self portrait

Detail of Jasper Conran

And for anyone worried, we ARE keeping the book for the collection. Have a good Labor Day!

Friday, August 29, 2008

Soccer Striptease

Movie I Want to See: The Houseboy

The Houseboy at Amazon

Or get your own

Obama Sports Brief

See more at Oh La La

Andrew Christian and Blake Berris are hot! Andrew's fully dressed; Blake is not.

Blake Berris:

Friday Beau

Carey James Gabbert:

There's more

Obama's LGBT friends

Friday Beau

Now...for the RNC

Billboard near the Minneapolis airport welcoming the Republican Party to their convention:

Yesterday, while waiting to get my teeth scraped, two little white-haired ladies sat down next to me perusing The New Yorker. Out of the corner of my ear, I heard some mention of a worry that the RNC would be disrupted by Tropical Storm (Hurricane?) Gus, and why would that be since the RNC was going to be in - what, was it? Minneapolis? Well, Helen said it was going to be in Minnesota but I can't believe it will be?

So, me being me - certain of my friends call me the Gay Mayor - I butted in and said, no, the RNC was in Minneapolis-St. Paul, not in New Orleans. I further stated that it was Southern Decadence that was potentially going to be disrupted by Gus.

Oooooh, they nodded their permed heads, full of the knowledge of what that meant.

I love this man!

I know there are differences on same-sex marriage, but surely we can agree that our gay and lesbian brothers and sisters deserve to visit the person they love in the hospital and to live lives free of discrimination.

Shawn Johnson & Jennifer Hudson:

Thursday, August 28, 2008

Beau from Life Lube

Cause sometimes too much is going on to post anything else...


Del Martin, Lesbian Activist, Dies at 87

Del Martin, who married her partner of 55 years, Phyllis Lyon, on June 16 in the first legal gay union in California and who helped found the pioneering lesbian-rights group the Daughters of Bilitis, died Wednesday in San Francisco. She was 87.

There's more

Geek Beau

Image from here

Eye Candy: The Lithographs of Charley Harper

Where is the Lorax? Who speaks for the Trees?

Lauren Larson is one of the neighbors trying to save this 300-year-old oak. "They're going to destroy the tree for a road connected to a bridge that will be built who knows when," she said.

Three hundred years ago, about the time Daniel Boone's father was born, a bur oak acorn sprouted on a piece of high ground on what would become the south side of a city named Lexington.

There was no Commonwealth of Kentucky when bison and elk browsed around the young sapling. No zoning ordinances when a pioneer cleared other trees 200 years ago, but spared the oak because it was producing acorns of its own that were good feed for livestock.

Now the big oak, which has survived fires, storms, droughts and axes, is facing destruction because it is in the way of townhouses and a road — and a city development plan that did not take the tree into consideration.

If it is destroyed, the loss will be another blow to what experts say is a rapidly disappearing landscape that once defined the Bluegrass region.

Hundreds of large, spreading bur oaks — and similar numbers of chinquapin oaks and blue ashes — once dotted the Fayette County countryside. Only a relative handful remain.

There's more

Friends of the Historic South Elkhorn Area Bur Oak Tree can be reached at buroak300 at yahoo dot com

"People should be jumping up and down and saying 'We have to save these trees.'"

UPDATE August 29, 2008: 300-year-old tree gets temporary reprieve

Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Misdemeaner Negligent Homicide: Claudine Longet, anyone?

Does anyone remember Claudine Longet? I had a friend who for all I know is still going through at 1960s-1970s French pop phase and introduced me to her. All I really remember is the harpsichord of L'Amour Est Bleu and that she killed someone. And that the song was eventually recorded without vocals for a Stormy Night recording.

And now thinking about it, I want to watch A Man & A Woman again, and The Umbrellas of Cherbourg - hell, I used to have both soundtracks on vinyl:

Que'lle tragique

I Must Share the Fug!

Case #1) Nancy O'Dell:

Celebrity Tanorexia Watch: Nancy O'Dell

I don't swear that much on this Web site, because my mother reads it and I love her, but sometimes a nice, therapeutic four-letter word is the best expression of the depth of my terror -- and when a celebrity comes along and vaults right into the top spot on the Terror Watch index to the point where she redefines it, well, that is when clean language deserts me.

And so: HOLY SHIT, Nancy O'Dell.

Case #2) Madonna

Fuggy and Fug Tour

WE GET IT. You've REALLY been working out. Your muscles are amazing. You could crush a man's skull with your quads. Every day, you crack walnuts in your arm pits. You have managed to do what Cher could not and actually turned back time. You're now biologically a 24 year old professional male rock climber who just moonlights as a popular pop star (the positioning of the mic is a bit much, by the way). You are a creature unlike any other and will never age, we promise. Now, will you PLEASE PUT ON SOME PANTS?

Obviously from Go Fug Yourself

Wednesday Beau: Martin Pt. 2

This is and isn't a repost: Previously, I had linked to OHLALA's report that Martin was actually the gay porn model Pauly, and thanks to Dude Tube, we can see just how pretty of a past it is! Also I'm happy to report that according to D.T., his name was not Pauly.

"It’s not really that big of a surprise to us considering you can’t throw a dildo in LA without hitting a porn star." ~L.A. Rag Mag

Library Word Choice Moment

Here at the LPL, you must pass the desk from the elevator to the stacks, and many times people will come up to the desk rather than trying to attempt the stacks themselves. I'm ok with this, but please when you come to the desk, say, "Can you help me find this?" Or even, "Will you find this book for me?" I'm even ok with you leaving off the polite bit at the beginning because this is Kentucky, and although LPL is downtown, I expect most of the patron's here to be rude (urban) rednecks without a polite bone in their bodies.


Don't come to the desk and say, "We're trying to find this book?" Because if you come directly to me from the elevator, no, you aren't trying. You haven't tried nor attempted nor made any effort on your own. And, no, the library isn't victimizing you with it's pesky Dewey Decimal System either!

Stupid Asses!

Wednesday Beau: Bryan Thomas for DNA

There's more

Heroes: Hillary Rodham Clinton & Michelle Obama

I see now that my dislike of Hillary Clinton had more to do with my distaste for Bill. I wish she could've at least been the VP.

In other news:

Daddy Yankee endorses McCain

McCain doesn't know whether contraceptives prevent the spread of HIV

NBC doesn't cover Matthew Mitcham's historic gold medal win because his story isn't Lowest Common Denominator enough for their white, heterosexual, mid West (stupid) audience.

The Advocate's Paul Colichman sucks

Michele Obama Speaks to LGBT Delegates at DNC Lunch

Also, Michelle at the DNC:

And John Legend "If You're Out There"

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Tuesday Beau: Random

Images from Super Underwear Perverts

Finally! The 6 dives of Matthew Mitcham

For all the ladies...

In honor of the 80th anniversary of the women being given the right to vote, a little reminder...


A little different from my usual Beaus.

From Papercuts. I haven't read the entry, but this house...this is where I want to live!

Molly Ivins

Did you know that in nineteenth-century America, politics was the entertainment that more than filled in for both television and movies? It was the equivalent of all the college and professional sports teams added together - people listened to politicians giving loooong speeches as though their lives depended on it. It was considered better than the zoo, better than the circus, better than the Fright Night Lights. And it wasn't about who won or lost, it was about how your life would turn out. Americans understood that; they knew their decision mattered.

Where did it go, that understanding? When did politics becomes about them - those people in Washington or those people in Austin - instead of about us? We own it, we run it; we tell them what to do; it's our country, not theirs. They're just the people we hired to drive the bus for a while. I hear people say, "I'm just not interested in politics." "Oh, they're all crooks anyway." Or "There's nothing I can do."

Because I've been writing about politics for forty years, I know where the cynicism comes from, and I would not presume to tell you it is misplaced. The system is so screwed up, if you think it's not worth participating in, then give yourself credit for being alert. But not for being smart. How smart is it to throw away power? How smart is it to throw away the most magnificent political legacy any people has ever received? This is our birthright; we are the heirs; we get it just for being born here. "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men [and women!] are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness. --That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, --That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it."

Don't throw that legacy away out of cynicism or boredom or inanition...

You have more political power than 99 percent of all the people who have ever lived on this planet. You can not only vote, you can register other people to vote, round up your friends, get out and do political education, talk to people, laugh with people, call the radio, write the paper, write your elected representatives, use your e-mail list, put up signs, march, volunteer, and raise hell.

From Who Let the Dogs In? Incredible Political Animals I Have Known

Monday, August 25, 2008

Michael Phelps' First Swim

Once Again: Matthew Mitcham

Matthew Mitcham, his mother Vivienne, and his partner Lachlan Fletcher

From AfterElton

This is another aspect of my copycat life. I watched the Olympics: Alexandre Despatie, Michael Phelps, Matthew Mitcham...I now (at 33) want to train to be a diver, to be a swimmer, to win.