Monday, January 31, 2011
So sexy. Chris is a Facebook friend of mine and the lover of a former lover and good friend, Burley. (I hoping that those are Burley's shoes, and imagining what's going on below the frame will bring quite a bit of sticky joy later today.)
Jonathan is dying of AIDS. It must be the late 80s or the early 90s because he's emaciated and his feet are covered in what I imagine to be KS sores too numerous and painful to walk.
In a last ditch effort to help him, Kitty, his wife, drags him to a hospital to the laboratory of a Dr. Kack who places Jonathan inside a machine called the Kwark-King, which will painfully fix his body at the quark level. Every organ, every blood cell, every tissue rebuilt at the most basic sub-atomic level. But the process is so painful, that anyone who goes through it completely is seemingly left brain dead.
Seemingly for those outside the machine, because actually Jonathan can see, hear and feel but cannot respond or react. And while lying there unable to move, Jonathan learns two things: that his wife is having an affair with Dr. Kack, and that they are now about to throw him into the ocean to hide the evidence.
Over the next 50 years, Jonathan, suspended at the bottom of the ocean by a chain to a metal Venus statue, meditates on his love for Kitty, and will eventually discover that he can not only see, hear, and feel but also move. Looking around he will find that he is suspended above the deck of a shipwreck, and in an effort to distance himself even further from anything that connects him to the human world above, he travels to the center of the Atlantic, to the mid-Atlantic rift itself, and takes up residence in a volcano.
Michael S.A. Graziano has written a tight, little sureal book that honestly you can breeze through in a couple of hours. And though I enjoyed it immensely, it wasn't nearly as meditative as I was lead to believe it would be from the blurb on the back. But the central image is a powerful one: a man brought back from death, walking through the emptiness of the ocean floor, carrying a replica of the Venus de Milo, to the fiery heart of a volcano. WOW!
I will not post my favorite part of the book - I don't want to give the story away, so here are a couple of tidbits after Jonathan comes out of the Kwark-King and before he's dumped in the ocean:
"He's just lying there," Kitty said.
I was aware of her voice. I was perfectly aware of her voice and the sight of her face as it drifted across my field of view. I didn't turn my eyes to look. The metal form had been taken off. The foam had been scraped away, although I was aware of a residue all over my body, slightly greasy, as if I were covered in a layer of shaving cream. The suction cups were gone from my eyeballs. The giant spaghetti monster still hung from the ceiling directly above me. I knew where I was. But I didn't move. I wasn't paralyzed: I just didn't want to move. I had come back from a journey that I couldn't quite remember, and I felt absolutely at peace. A Buddha at the zenith of meditation could not have felt as self-contained. The noises and sights around me didn't seem to matter anymore. It's not right to say that I didn't care; that phrase has a harsh connotation. Instead, I didn't mind anymore. I felt infinitely indulgetn and willing to forgive the world anything, any circumstance it might foist on me, and therefore I saw no point in moving; I simply waited to see what new sensation the world might supply (47-8)
I think I was in the trunk for about three days.
I didn't mind. I didn't move a muscle. My eyes were open and I never blinked. The Kwark-King obviously had given me corneas of steel. They never dried out. When a normal person is trapped in a trunk for a few days, he or she probably can't help thinking about the situation, wondering when the sicko who put you there will come back, wondering what will happen to you. But I was past wondering and feared nothing, and my mind didn't have any reason to race. I simply was. I sensed. I happily accepted. I understood each new event as it unfolded. Why anticipate the next event? (57)
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Saturday, January 29, 2011
We lay beneath the blue light
Like night and day
Next to each other
My arm across his chest
Purple where there was red
He smells of grilling meat
Chopped onion, stale pot -
The universal smell of a cook -
Sour, just off from work.
Thin - thinner than me
Paler than the moon
Dark hair that hangs
Like a raindrop on a leaf
Sad and streaming
The bed, barely big enough for one
Holds us both, creaking
In sync with Hope Sandoval,
A mix of laughter, mumbled speech,
The passing of cars
The intake of breath and smoke
And the faint, wet noises of sex
On a dry autumn night.
Image via Pornadelic
Timmy Woods was my boyfriend for a brief time in the Fall of 1995 - my sophomore year in college. The poem was written at that time. I found out in 2007 from a mutual friend that he died in 2005.
The best way to read this poem (to yourself or out loud) is with the song Blue Light by Mazzy Star playing softly in the background.
Friday, January 28, 2011
Though the blurb on the back doesn't mention gay teens or ex-gay camp, this book is about a young man whose parents send him to a camp to be fixed. He escapes and runs away to San Francisco.
Though I've placed this book second in the list, it is actually the book I'm MOST excited about!
I think this must be about a man who is writing a letter to his son to explain why he killed his own father and grandfather.
This seems like a strange, strange book: "Armed with only an old encyclopedia, a Bible, and the complete works of Charles Dickens, the good citizens of Dingley Dell built and idyllic society based on a Victorian past." And no...there's isn't some strange manmade creature in read raping the local youth in the woods.
This picture makes me think of one thing, "Chante! Chante!"
Don't let his Gertrude Stein impression fool you: this is a very cool book (nice design too) that features his biography but also modern day escapists.
Via The Independent:
I am exhausted. I have spent all week trying to brainwash small children into being gay, by relentlessly inserting homosexuality into their maths, geography and science lessons. Their little eyes widened when the gay algebra lesson started, but it worked: their concept of “normal sexual behaviour” has been successfully destroyed. It’s all part of the program brilliantly co-ordinated by the Homintern to imposed The Gay Agenda on Every Aspect of British Life.
That, at least, is what you would believe if you had read some of Britain’s best-selling newspapers this week, or listened to some prominent Tory politicians. The headlines were filled with fury. The Conservative MP Richard Drax said gays were trying to impose “questionable sexual standards” on kids, while the Daily Mail said we were mounting a massive “abuse of childhood.”
Rusell Tovey played Midshipman Frame who helped to save the spacecrusier The Titanic and the Royal Family and most of southern England in the episode Voyage of the Damned - ah, Kylie... Midshipman Frame would eventually be introduced by the Doctor to Captain Jack - can we have the amateur porn vid, please?
But many of you probably also know him as the inevitably naked for half the show George of Being Human.
Openly gay, and everso lovely (I love his ears), Russell is a wonderful actor and a wonderful addition to this blog.
BTW, be sure to check out the movie My Family and Other Animals - I'm pretty sure you can watch the whole thing on YouTube.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
This is about the only picture of Ruari on the web, and it totally doesn't do him justice. When I saw him on Doctor Who Confidental for The Sontaran Stratagem episode, he had some lovely extenders in his ears and looked a little more punk. Sigh.
And, of course, you may not recognize him: he was the pre-clone in the pool of green ooze.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Via Sayen CroWolf:
The Broward County Health Department will stop offering primary medical care, mental health care and case counseling to uninsured HIV/AIDS patients on March 1, and turn over the job to private providers.
The department’s pull-back from HIV/AIDS services will require the county to switch hundreds of patients to doctors and case managers at other agencies, which have not yet been identified, health officials said.
“Over time, the community has developed the capacity through other providers to provide this care. It is now time for us, as public health, to [instead] fill unmet needs and gaps in the service delivery system,” department spokeswoman Candy Sims said.
The department will continue to offer HIV services for dental care, pharmacy, jail inmates and pregnant women as well as its large-scale testing and prevention efforts, Sims said.
The change affects health department patients whose care is paid by federal Ryan White grants. Patients have not been notified yet, but a few who have found out said they were worried that the change would disrupt care and lead to complications.
Sayen CroWolf's comment (and I agree completely): "Sadly, I’m willing to bet that this devastating change is going to go under-reported or missed entirely by other websites."
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Monday, January 24, 2011
HGN was a tumblr account featuring two lovers going by Apollo & Icarus, who fairly recently, I think, has either brother up or quit posting. One of them (in the upper left corner, shirtless and his mouth open) sent some pics to another smut blog that I follow, and those I saved for my personal collection, but I truly don't know what happened.
Here's wishing them both the best. :)
All the TheBlackSpark vids I posted over the past week (and the one today) have been removed from xTube except for this one (posted to xTube January 19) and another posted on the 20th. So I've deleted all those entries. :(
There's still nothing up yet at Black Spark And The Clouds but hopefully soon.
The other video can be found here.
And now for a week of something completely different. Last week was sex, sex, sex. This week is geek, geek, geek: I've been obsessively watching series 4 of Doctor Who, and I've decided to feature some of the hotties of the series. I've already featured David Tennant so I'll be featuring the lovelies around him and behind the scenes.
Christian Cooke plays Ross in The Sontaran Strategem and The Poison Sky episodes of Doctor Who.
For more of a completely naked Christian (not the full monty I imagine) check out Just Beautiful Men