Monday, February 28, 2011

Cue the Dramatic Also Sprach Zarathustra Opening

Via OMGblog:

Lady Gaga's Born This Way video is, at upon first review, 2001: A Space Odyssey meets the Bible meets I'm A Slave 4 You's sauna orgy meets the (disturbing) crowning scene in Knocked Up. And I'm going to need a minimum of 16 more views before I begin to understand everything that's happening here, particularly Gaga's gooey-ooey galacticly kaleidoscopic placenta.

Monday Beau: Dominic Monaghan

Who knew hobbits could make such hot rednecks??

Thursday, February 24, 2011

Beau: Year of the Beard

Via Towleroad

Thursday Facebook Beau: Zombie Toenails

There are so many hot pics of my fellow blogger.

He is City Mouse to my Country Mouse.

He also looks like a darker toned version of my Boo, and that I really, really like.

He also has a wonderful blog that you can follow via Blogger or like on Facebook.

So be sure to check out Zombie Toenails!

Good Morning Beau

Via Sozo's Blog

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Happy Hump Day

Via Jock Straps

News Alert!

President Obama, in a major legal policy shift, has directed
the Justice Department to stop defending the Defense of
Marriage Act - the 1996 law that bars federal recognition of
same-sex marriages - against lawsuits challenging it as

Attorney General Eric H. Holder Jr. on Wednesday sent a
letter to Congress to inform them that the Justice Department
will now take the position in court that the Defense of
Marriage Act should be struck down as a violation of gay
couples' rights to equal protection under the law.

"The President and I have concluded that classifications
based on sexual orientation warrant heightened scrutiny and
that, as applied to same-sex couples legally married under
state law" a crucial provision of the Defense of Marriage Act
is unconstitutional, Mr. Holder wrote.

Read more at NYT

Blogger Gifts

Kyle at JamTheCat was kind enough to send me his book Porno Manifesto AND...

...surprised me by also sending me a copy of his book How to Rape a Straight Guy!

I plan to enjoy some one-handed reading over the next couple of weeks.

Check out Kyle's other books on

Thanks, Kyle!

Monday, February 21, 2011

Good Morning Monday Beau: Alex Pettyfer

There are four movies I am aching to see at the moment: The King's Speech (Colin Firth can't you be gay AND my daddy), I Am Number Four (more for the eye-candy than anything else), Sucker Punch (blonde chick kicking ass - what more can you want?), and Red Riding Hood (werewolves + classic tale, even if the main actress always reminds me of a blowup sex doll).

Saturday, February 19, 2011

This Week in New Books

The Crud

So whatever the Crud was that I had last week, hit me again and hit hard this week. And then I was off yesterday since I work the weekend. But hopefully, I'm over it - the Crud, that is.

So cross your fingers. And I'll get us back to our regularly scheduled amounts of smut, books and whatnot this weekend and the course of this coming week.

And may your week be Crud free.

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Hump Day for Midday Snack

Via Gerhard Treu

Happy Hump Day

Via Dexx

Prayer for the Coming Spring

Good: California Lawmakers Propose Banning Stupidest Soup Ever

OK, so not the soup itself, but the sale of the key ingredient.

Via Care 2:

California Assemblymembers Paul Fong (D-Cupertino) and Jared Huffman (D-San Rafael) revealed a landmark proposal to make it illegal to possess or sell shark fins, on Monday.

Assembly Bill (AB) 376 would essentially ban shark finning, a process where the fins and tails are cut from living sharks, and the remainder of the fish, which is often still alive, is thrown back into the ocean.

Shark fins are considered a delicacy in Chinese cuisine, and are used to make a soup that often sells for more than $80 a bowl. The Associated Press reports that at a large specialty market in Los Angeles' Chinatown, dried triangular fins are selling for $299 to $699 a pound.

Sign the petition to ban the sale of shark fins in California here

Hump Day For Breakfast

Via Gerhard Treu

Beau Baskit

Via Queerty

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Currently Reading

Gay tale of a Spring/Winter love relationship on Fire Island. It really isn't all that good but I am enjoying myself. Might give it another day or two before I start on Watership Downs.

WOW: Private Romeo

Via Wicked Gay Blog

Monday, February 14, 2011

Beau: Darren Criss

Via Wicked Gay Blog

Late Happy Valentine's

Via Bill in Exile

Beau: Mumford & Sons

My fantasy of the week: a Mumford & Sons gangbang! YAY!

Not So Much A Book Review

I'm sure a quite a few people out there are familiar with Harold Brodkey's work. However, Kentucky being the ass-end of everything New York, I had never heard of him until someone doing research on HIV/AIDS asked me to do a shelf-check for this book. And, then, I promptly forgot about him again until I reposted a bit out the Italian ballet Questo Buoi Feroce.

The writing is amazing, but DO NOT READ THIS WHEN YOU ARE SICK. I was sick all last week, and reading about someone else being sick - especially an illness which at the time meant certain death - is a very, very depressing thing to do. Though really I don't know when reading this book would be a good idea: if you're in a good mood, this will bring you down - in that I'm happy this isn't happening to me sort of way. And if you are in a bad mood, well, you'll possibly be in tears by the end of the first several pages.

[One of Brodkey's descriptions of his wife Ellen:] She tells me that she felt terrified and lost. She insists that she regrets nothing. This is her discipline and self-assertion when, openly or not, one is in her charge - what she can give you, the power to give, is the chosen motto of her personal constitution. She will be omnipresent because she has to be in order to comfort you within her standards of bestowing comfort. One keeps stumbling on the rocky ground of this half-hidden omnipotence, which is the governing element of any household she runs, any love affair she is in. It is half of every kiss she gives. (15)

Having accepted death long ago in order to be physically and morally free to some extent, I am not crushed by this final sentence of death, at least not yet, and I don't think it is denial. Why should it be different now? Ought I to crack up because a bluff has been called? I am sick and exhausted, numbed and darkened, by my approximate dying a few weeks ago from Pneumocystis, and consider death a silence, a silence and a privacy and an untouchability, as no more reactions and opinions, as a relief, a privilege, a lucky and graceful and symmetrical silence to be grateful for. The actual words I used inwardly read ambiguously when written out: it's about time for silence. (19)

But I have liked my life. I like my life at present, being ill. I like the people I deal with. I don't feel I am being whisked off the stage or murdered and stuffed in a laundry hamper while my life is incomplete. It's my turn to die - I can see that that is interesting to some people but not that it is tragic. Yes, I was left out of some things and was cheated over a lifetime in a bad way, but who isn't and so what? I had a lot of privileges as well. Sometimes I'm sad about it's being over but I'm that way about books and sunsets and conversations. (20)

What will happen to us? Is death other than silence and nothingness? In my grazing experience of it, it is that disk of acceptance and of unthreading and disappearance at the bottom of the chute of revenant memories, ghosts and the living, the gauntlet of important recollections through which one is forced in order to approach the end of one's consciousness. Death itself is soft, softly lit, vastly dark. The self becomes taut with metamorphosis and seems to give off some light and to have a not-quite-great-enough fearlessness toward that immensity of the end of individuality, toward one's absorption into the dance of particles and inaudibility. Living, one undergoes one metamorphosis after another - often they are cockroach states, inset with moments of passivity with the sense of real death - but that are continuous and linked. This one is a stillness and represents a sifting out of identity and its stories, a breaking off or removal of the self, and a devolution into mere effect and memory, outspread and not tightly bound but scattered among micromotions and as if more windblown than in life. Or this is what I imagine, on the approach. (23-4)

God as a term for all of whatever reality there is - the universe, all the universes - God as a term used by my soul seems to signal that He loves the present tense even more than consciousness does. (I tend to refer to God as He, but I do it without thinking of him as male particularly.) Our sense of presentness usually proceeds in waves, with our minds tumbling off into wandering. Usually, we return and ride the wave and tumble and resume the ride and tumble, and in the act of tumbling we are ourselves, egocentrically, and things are seen and known to us. Actual reality may belong to the present tense, but this falling away and return is what we are. But I was too tired for that; no argument, not even full mathematical logic, could short-circuit or alter the dominant nature of the present tense. This time, in these moments, I had nowhere to tumble to. It was all present tense. (40)

The irony of my using Greg Louganis' memoir Breaking the Surface to hold open Brodkey's book while I typed out the above quotes is not lost on me.

Since YouTube's Vivo Sucks

It took all my willpower not to dance in the middle of a crowded restaurant last night during this performance!

Valentine's Beau

I realize that I missing red from my wardrobe. Must correct this for next Valentine's!

Via Hot As Fuck Blog

Happy Valentine's Day

So, who all watched the Grammy's last night? I was very happy for Lady Gaga and I have all kinds of newish music to listen to. I'm so excited!

Friday, February 11, 2011

Mubarak Steps Down!

Via NYT: Mubarak Steps Down!!

This Week's New Books

This at the top of list if for no other reason than I hear Doctor Who saying, "Not impossible, simply highly improbable."

This kind of book is right up my alley. Makes me want to walk a little slowly so our middle=aged mother has someone walking beside her.

Includes pieces by hottie Jonathan Safran Foer, Diane Ackerman, Christopher Sorrentino, Joyce Carol Oates, Peter Straub, gay author Mark Doty, and Annie Dillard among others.

The Black Eyed Peas is one of the car wrecks of my life: I can't help slowing down and looking and potentially getting my boogie on. Throw in the pretentiousness of a Henry David Thoreau epigraph, and who knows what may happen:

If one advances confidently in the direction of one's dreams, and endeavors to live the life which one has imagined, one will meet with a success unexpected in common hours.
~Henry David Thoreau

So, yeah. This could probably be it's own Vagina Lit post, but, oh well.

This world is a parable - the habitation of symbols - the phantoms of spiritual things immortal shown in material shape. May the blessed second-sight be mine - to recognise under these beautiful forms of earth the ANGELS who wear them; for I am sure we may walk with them if we will, and hear them speak!"
~Sheridan Le Fanu

Facebook Stalking Beau

I have no clue who he is but we apparently have friends in common.

Good Friday everyone!

Lady Gaga: Born This Way

I will be reserving judgment or praise until I can actually here it.

Thanks Wonder Man

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Beau: James Blake

The latest music news from Towleroad introduced me to the lovely James Blake and his haunting version of Feist's Limit To Your Love.

Sadly it's not embeddable, but thanks to PrtScr, I was able to get this lovely pic for you.

Doctor Who

Via Bob Canada's Photostream at Flickr.

As for me: I think I have it set up so you get a little eye candy for the rest of week (though I'm not sure about Saturday or Sunday).

However, it seems I have a sinus infection that has left me with draining sinuses since Sunday, and the resulting desire not to eat has caused all that gunk to come out the other end. Believe me: it's not pleasant.

But I hope to purchase some Benedryl tonight and start getting better. I will keep publishing your comments, but don't be surprised if it takes a bit for me to respond.

UPDATE: I looked at my scheduled post and I have absolutely nothing set up for the rest of the week for eye candy. Sorry, guys. Hope I get over this soon.

Monday, February 7, 2011

Beau: Maverick Men

This was the first really hot couple I met on xTube and they've moved on to better things, though they still post the occasional hot vid for us poor fuckers on xTube.

Via Maverick Men

YAY Work is Almost Over Beau

Ah. The intimacy of two friends standing just a wee bit close together. :)

Via boy culture

I so wish I had an iTouch, at least. :(

101 Movies for Gay Men in 5:27

You had me until I saw Mariah Carey. Is that Glitter?

Via Positive Lite

Currently Reading

As soon as I got bored with Hidden I picked up Harold Brodkey's This Wild Darkness. Granted I checked out the book the same day I read about the balletQuesto Buoi Feroce which is based on Brodkey's memoir of his own death.

Already I am amazed at Brodkey's writing and have chosen a few passages for your pleasure.

Isn't this what you think of when you think of me? LOL. Yes, I've started doing this exercise program - not that I'm ever going to be an Alpha Male - I'd be happy with being a rugby male, but that's probably not going to happen either, so just as long as I can be shirtless and beautiful for Lady Gaga in March and for my new soon-to-be long distance/open relationship, I will be happy.

Kentucky, It's a State of Fairness

Via Lexington Fairness:

83% of Kentuckians support statewide Fairness protections

A nearly 20-point gain in support since 2004

Just over 50 years ago, Kentucky became the civil rights leader in the South when it passed the 1960 Human Rights Act.

Since then, cities like Lexington, Louisville, and Covington have all worked tirelessly to honor this legacy by enacting fairness ordinances – laws that ensure everyone in our commonwealth has equal protection.

Today, we are pleased to announce that a statewide survey commissioned by the Fairness Coalition shows that Kentuckians continue to believe that everyone should be afforded the opportunity to earn a living, put a roof over their heads, and have dinner at their favorite restaurant without being turned away just because someone doesn’t like who they are.

83% of registered Kentucky voters agree that gay and transgender people should be protected from discrimination in the workplace, in housing, and in restaurants or other forms of public accommodations.

"The survey results confirm what we hear in talking to our neighbors throughout the state - Kentuckians want to be fair but many have no idea that employers can legally fire people for being gay or transgender or deny them housing or service in a restaurant," noted Michael Aldridge, Executive Director of the American Civil Liberties Union of Kentucky.

Public opinion has come a long way since the last available data in 2004, when only 65% of voters supported these same non-discrimination protections. And while providing the same legal protections for gay couples as straight couples lags in the polls – currently 70% support compared to 63% in 2004 – Kentuckians believe in fairness for hardworking gay and transgender employees who simply want to earn a living and provide for their families, just like everybody else.

The release of the survey results coincides with the kickoff of a public education advertising campaign. "The vast majority of Kentuckians across all demographics express support for fairness and we want them to realize they aren’t alone – their friends and families are right there with them, but perhaps they just haven’t vocalized that yet," said Chris Hartman, Director of the Fairness Campaign in Louisville, KY.

Book Review: Hidden

I become very concerned when I don't like a book. Being raised not to say bad things about other people (and in this case books), I don't necessarily trust my judgement when I don't like a book. I try to chalk it up to simply not being "in the mood" for a particular tome. I don't know if I can do that in this case.

Hidden is the story of Ahmed, an Arabic-American teenager who outs himself to his parents (father and stepmother) by writing in his journal, "I think I am queer." They then send him to Serenity Ridge, a camp for queer kids that practices such things as attaching electrodes to the male inmmates' genitals and giving them an electric shock when they start getting aroused at the sight of other men. Ahmed is black-bagged from his home and kept pretty well drugged up, until he is "cured" and sent home.

The book opens with Ahmed headed to Las Vegas, drugged out of his head in the back of his parents' car. They are returning home and he's doing his best to hold it together, because he has a plan to escape. And apparently the whole gay world is in on this escape plan. Stopping at a reststop, he sees two obvious dykes and tries to get their attention. Getting away from his parents, he just happens to come across a potentially transgendered truck driver who lifts him up into the cab of her or his semitruck and gets him headed to the car of the earlier obvious dykes who just happen to be waiting for him in a red sports car - hello, Thelma and Louise!

They get him new clothes and into the city proper where he must pass by the owner of Serenity Ridge's home, where he is then picked up by some migrant workers, who give him more clothes and get him to the bus station. And of course those who aren't out to help him are out to get him. It seems every police officer is on the side of Serenity Ridge. And almost everyone in this book, sans the obvious dykes and the transgendered semi driver, are nasty, nasty snots: Ahmed, his father, his stepmother, the rentacops, the person at the bus ticket counter, the bus driver, the person at the desk of the first safe house Ahmed goes to, that safehouse's intake counselor.

Ahmed is totally the type of person that if I met them in person, most likely they'd have a perpetual look of smelling something bad stamped on their faces.

But, let us continue. So Ahmed finally gets on the bus to San Francisco, but as soon as he gets there, his contact number for whoever is supposed to save him is wrong, so he calls the phone company - who verifies no information, just assumes that he's the girl the number belongs to - and gives him the right phone information. He calls, leaves a message and goes to hide in the bathroom. And here is where we have our first gay sex. A young man, I assume a teen, runs into the bathroom, followed closely by a man in a flowing longcoat, who brandishes a knife, saying, "I'll get my money's worth." He then bends the boy over (not our hero mind you but someone else) and fucks him. Apparently the man has the dick of death because the boy falls to the floor, bloody and shitty and dies. WTF?!

Our hero is discovered by the dick of death, but escapes - mostly - the man follows him and even claims to be his pimp, but finally Ahmed is rescued and sent to live in a closed safe house - closed meaning once he's locked in, he's not allowed to leave.

And that's where I put the book down. I couldn't stand it anymore. Granted, some of it was fun. Like the scene in which Ahmed is being raced down the highway to Las Vegas in the backseat of the obvious lesbians' car. There's this really freeing image in which he's changing clothes and decides to simply sit in the back naked with the warm wind and sun rushing against his body (or possibly I'm just a perv skeezing on a naked teenage boy, but oh well).

However, the most problematic thing about Hidden is that Ahmed talks a lot in text speak. And for a while it was cute, but I couldn't do it for the whole book - it's not Trainspotting in which the author had a good hold on a different dialect. I don't think the author had a good understanding of how to use it: Tonya Cheri Hegamin did it much better in the teen book M+O 4evr.

But like I said, I don't trust my opinion. The book must be good. Right? Otherwise it wouldn't have been published. Oh, what a slippery slope. No the book was published because it would sell. The character is a young gay male escaping from the terrors of the x-gay world. And I highlight the young gay male part less because of anything I'm saying about gay men and saying something more about people in general. We love stories about abused youth (cough, cough Flowers in the Attic). We love stories about budding sexuality (cough, cough Twilight), and then you paste a pic of an obviously hot young man on the cover and you're bound to have - well, if not a bestseller - something that will definitely sell.

But if you do want to experience something on basically the same subject, go watch Save Me starring Chad Allen, Judith Light and Robert Gant.

TheBlackSpark Beau

Though I do really like TheBlackSpark, embedding his vids here is more about being able to download them via RealPlayer. For some reason I usually can't if I'm on xTube but if the vid is embedded somewhere else, I can.

Good Morning Beau

Via huskymenlover

Friday, February 4, 2011

This is disgusting

If Mubarak supporters are behind this, then Mubarak should man up and step down.

I saw this and another video of a fire engine doing the same TWICE last night. Step down, and let there be elections before the Muslim Brotherhood simply takes over!

Friday Beau: Tony Buff

Via Unnatural Devotions