Damn you, Peter Jackson, for your self-indulgent three-hour jack-off that is King Kong. Couldn’t someone have smacked him upside his head a few times with an editor? Sheesh!
I had gone out to meet my friend, Kelly, to braid our hair and talk about boys. We met at BearBears, had a late lunch at Welcome Home, then headed over to Best Buy to look at laptop computers for him, but finding nothing exciting there, decided to go have a couple of beers at the Lone Star Saloon before heading to the Metreon to see the movie.
I got home and was planning on doing a little dishing with Kevin, but as we know circumstances changed when he told me about Bob’s freak accident and death. Life is so short and precious, and terrible events like this only serve to emphasize that shortness and preciousness. My heart is heavy with grief for Jonathan, Bob’s son, and for Joe, his partner, as well as Kevin and Steve, who were the other two men in Bob’s life.
Today, I’m supposed to lunch with 
stripedtiger.
Happy Birthday, John Ashfield!!!
Happy Birthday, Paulie F!!
Czech gay couples may get rights - Yahoo! News
Don’t give up the ship, Americans. Keep fighting for our rights, and we will achieve them.
The fantastic Astronomy Picture of the Day never fails to astound with its surreal and otherworldly images.
Last night at the Castro Theater, Xanadu was a delicious confection of bad special effects, wretchedly bad choreography, scary bad roller skating, and interminibly bad plot points. Yes, somehow, the combined star power of ONJ and Gene Kelly overcome all of that and make the movie a gem. Most of the songs really showcase what was so good about the late 70s/early 80s music - the lush production values and sweet sense of melody.
Skatetown USA, on the other hand, put it’s real star, Patrick Swayze, in his introductory role, in the unenviable task of being the villain in this rollerdisco yuckfest. The skating was the star of this movie, but all those stand-up comedians and tv stars just made it painful to watch.
Most of you do not know this, but I was a competitive roller skater during my late childhood up into my early 20s. I used to put in many long hours of practice at the local skating rinks in Sacramento, competing in various skating meets, as well as hundreds of hours just session skating. These movies have a resonance for me that brought me back to a nostalgic reverie of those younger days. Add that to the fact that I am turning 40 in two weeks from today, and the evening was both festive and pensive.
Thanks to everyone who participated in this round of Everyone’s Favorite Online Collaborative Poetry Game™, Exquisite Corpse: daltxbear1, tbone1961, chefxh, double_ohsteven, anziulewicz, bruno_bt, sonoranbear, buckinva, dennisatl, sfkuma, zbear20, and sfgarry. This round I suggested three words, nine syllables, and got pretty close responses to that.
Surrendering my inhibitions
taking off clothes
Walls tumbling down
letting muscles go
vulnerable and naked
Anticipating your presence
imminent penetration
Delicious taste of the forbidden
Primal urges, uncontrollable
this is it, lustfully satiated in sleep
I demolish yours
Rest, raisings razed
In my previous post, I wrote about this fascinating tool, the TouchGraph Livejournal Browser. Why does it fascinate me? Well, here are three people on my friends list who are not on each other’s friends lists, yet have many interests in common. Maybe they should get to know each other!
