Homo Eros:

I'm porny!

I have the urge to post porn. Never really posted that much except for illustration purposes but once you tell me I can't then I really want to.

70's leather porn is especially a favorite! Whenever I see it I wonder about the models? Are they still with us? It was just moments away from the pandemic of A.I.D.S. Some are still here like Bruno but many perished. It's about the sexual revolution and the free lifestyle of men willing to pose for such pictures. Surely they lived the lifestyle as well. I was there out and about in 1980. One day it was that gay cancer in New York and San Francisco the next day it was in my own bar.



Lesbian porn! Is that even a subject? In this picture from some odd trade show (do lesbians do trade?) A WAC'ish stewardess prudishly inspects a futurisitic version of her chic uniform, a wildly inappropriate short skirt, as if the fabric concerned her. You know she wants to slip her pinky toward the giant camel toe. Miss Camel Toe seems to dig it.



I'm thinking this weekend is just the right weather to wear my biker coat and a pleated frilly number. I'm tired of the millennials setting the tone. Fuck That Shit! I want some Bohemian Hedonism and a nice little tea dance filled with 70's leather bikers lurking in the shadows. Some Lesbian trade will round it out nicely.

Should I Stay or Should I Go Now:

During the recent attack on our freedom of porn speech, in which I became fond of the strikethrough, I set up shop over at Wordpress. The interface couldn't be more different and in the process of decorating I sort of got a renewed interest in the blog. I created new graphics and experienced a zing of creativity. Just as I was putting the finishing touches on the joint, Blogger/Google decided to back down.

Secretly I felt part of that decision in a, Don't You Tell Me What To DO, kind of way, even though I never received the official email from blogger telling me to clean up my act or face DELETION.


Logan's Run comes to mind where my 30 year old blog goes to Carousel to be renewed, floating up in the air and then exploding. The new blog has allure. Even though the graphics and colors are more vivid over at WP, I'm experiencing separation anxiety. I've abandoned my puppy to the blog city pound.

"So how long do you keep my blog before you put it down?"

"We make that decision as soon as you leave."

"So you're telling me that you're going to put my blog down as soon as I walk out the door?"

"We make that decision as soon as you leave."




Late last night I revisited the old blog one more time. "It's not such a bad little blog after all," as I gave the place the once over. Maybe a little sprucing up here and there, a little tweakin', and the black background goes away the text is now easier own my eyes. Maybe I'll keep it. I tweak and tweak and then pass out well after midnight. Then I receive an email this morning from Mistress MJ;

"Hello my lovely,

Over at your old Blogspot blog, you put a link to your new Wordpress blog but you put it in the comments box.

Be sure to make a new post on the old blog telling everyone where to find your new blog. I think that there are a number of people who don't know you've moved.

Cheers,

Mistress MJ"

The Clash popped into my head and I've been singing it all morning. I'm leaning toward staying but keeping my new puppy over at WordPress as an escape hatch, not that I don't think Yahoo won't pull the same porn trick one day, but also as a warning to Blogger that they don't scare me. I know how to write code, I'll self host and run my own, Pornarium, BITCHES!

Is it Porn or is it Art?


I figured I'd take the time to post as much porn art as possible before the encroaching March deadline.

Right Now:

Sometimes when I'm standing in line for Space Mountain I play a sort of meditation game to pass the time. It involves the possibility that somewhere in the world someone or something is the most special of its kind right now. That also means that it's only in the split second that I say right now that it exists. Then it either is replaced by another or it continues or it ceases to exist etc. It's usually about the time I get to 10 of them that I say to myself or someone says it to me, "Knock it off".


Todays "Right Now" is brought to you by Family Dollar and its endless line of people and their nonstop flip flops scuffling and the crazy bluetooth bitches seemingly talking to themselves.

Right now somebody is the smartest person ever.

Right now someone has the most beautiful hair in the world.

Right now one city in the U.S.A. has the worst quality drinking water. (Pensacola)

Right now there is an alternate universe where A.I.D.S. and 9/11 never happened.

Right now there is one banana more delicious than all of the other bananas anywhere.

Right now my right sinus feels like an ice pick has pierced it and into my brain right behind my eyeball.

Right now one man has the largest penis of all the men on the planet.

Right now somewhere in the world there is a woman with the same problem.

Right now you are older than you have ever been.

Right now the Earth is the oldest it has ever been.

Lost & Found:



I use a reader/aggregator to keep up with all the blogs, tumblers, porn, news, music, design, etc. websites that I try to keep current. I have them all neatly organized according to content. Two years ago I subscribed to a lot of gay oriented websites like Advocate or Out to keep up with the gay equal rights marriage movement. Even though it's been overtaken by other current event/news sites like PaperMag, The Conversation, and Pacific Standard I still have them all corralled under the heading, Gay News. I don't know why because only about a third of them are gay related but nonetheless are news related.

The list is as follows, All, then Gay News, then Kenneth (212) & Boy Culture etc., this particular category includes sites like The Onion, The Art of Manliness, and horoscopes etc. mainly because they can be owner centric or like The Art of Manliness can be rather lengthy and winded.


Next in the list is, Gay Nude Blogs. This includes blogs and tumblr sites that post many pictures of hot naked men. It's a beautiful thing. Millions of naked men, page after page of naked men scrolling down the line. It's like the worlds entire gay bookstore in one easy to find and free location. No more lurking the dirty bookstore unless I want some strange, as in a live one in person. Next in line is the Porn Offenders heading. This is a banishment heading for blogs/tumblrs that post 20 million pictures at the same time clogging up my reader with post after post after post.


The VIP Lounge is the section devoted to all of you guys who read and visit.


The Design Blogs heading includes sites like Apartment Therapy, Design Sponge, Design Milk and If the Lamp Shade Fits. The place for interior porn or pretty pictures of Better Homes than Yours, a blog name that I have but never really got going.


Halloween Blogs. You'd be surprised how many blogs out there are completely devoted to Halloween. Few are posted on throughout the year but come October first they post like madmen in a month long marathon of creepy inspiration.


Music Blogs, is a category I rarely visit these days as most sharity blogs have been shut down for copyright infringement and the demise of large scale file sharing sources like Rapidshare and Megaupload. RIP, but I still keep the sources because you never know.


Junk Blogs, contains blogs devoted to flea market finds, repurposed urban objects, and well, junk.


New York Blogs, the name says it all. Blogs entirely about New York City. This might seem an odd category but really tells a sad story about New York being transformed into a Disney World playground for the extremely wealthy. I don't think any of them started out to tell this story but it's seems to be where they all have found themselves. In a city that they no longer can afford to live. Everyday it seems some old locally owned shop or restaurant is forced out of it's 50, 60, or 70 year old location due to exorbitant rent hikes and replaced with corporately branded yogurt shops.


One of the New York blogs that I love is, Walkers in the City. So beautifully written. It tells the story of her walks in the city. What did you expect? Actually the author has lived her whole life in NYC and on her walks she encounters familiar people and buildings and her musings about their lives through the years.


The last headline category is, Defunct Blogs. These once loved blogs have now been abandoned and they are the inspiration for this post. I don't know why but I like to keep the links to these blogs. In some cases if you try to visit these blogs you will find a message stating Blog not Found or This Blog has been Deleted. But in a Reader/Aggregator the pages are archived safe and sound and can be revisited anytime you like.


Which finally brings me to my topic, Lost & Found. Recently I was reading along and out of nowhere Miss Janey's blog was updated with a bunch of Urdu gibberish. When I clicked on the, view website link, I found the blog had been deleted. Remember Joe To Hell? Anyone? If you visit his old blog you will find it has been hijacked as well and is now some sort of design/advertising website. The Haunted Lamp? It's now apparently run by a middle eastern fashionista. Adventure's in Reinvention has become a, Gay Nude Blog. Lastly, Stella's Roar has transformed into a cell phone review machine : (


My question is why hijack an already defunct blog with a majority of gay readers into another blog? Why not just start your own? Are there people in foreign countries forbidden to use Blogger? Do they bypass the authorities by hijacking an unused blog? And exactly how do they do that?

If you quit blogging as some do, they tend to pick it back up from time to time. My advice is if you quit blogging with no intentions of resuming then you should definitely delete your blog for good rather than have your blogger account stolen and possibly your real identity as well.

L'amour Toujour L'amour:

A little while back British Jon of Give'em the old Razzle Dazzle posted a centenary celebration of the late Dorothy Lamour. While reading the article I came across this photo of Dorothy, Bob and Bing from the On the Road series of films they made together.


It struck me that I had seen this picture before. Not exactly this picture but one very similar. One that after some remembering, belonged to me. I inherited a slew of celebrity autographed pictures a long time ago and in this lot were several photo's of Bob Hope, Bing Crosby and Dorothy Lamour, including one of the three of them together for the On the Road films. This photo was obviously taken at the same time as the one above.


At the time that I read Jon's article, I commented that I had a similar picture and that I would scan it and share with you guys. I just found it today.


Make it Stop:


I was beginning to think that the reason I dislike todays pop music is because I'm old.

It's not.

I think the songs all sound alike or some slight variation from one to another. Take Meghan Trainor for instance, "All about that Bass," is a catchy pop tune that is refreshing even though it sort of has an old familiar doo-whop twang to it. It's her second single, "Lips are Moving," that made me switch the channel. It sounds just like the first single. I was hoping for more from this girl, but she has one formula and she's sticking with it. At least she has a vocabulary and can write a decent lyric without falling for the, whoa-ooo, gimmick that's so pervasive in pop music, or the stutter that the Katy Perry's have perfected. It goes like this, "And you're gonna hear me ROAR-or-or-or-or-ororor." And, Demi Lovato's, "If I ever did that...I think I'd have a heart attack-ack-ack-ack-ack-ack.

I think back to the pop music of the 70's with the songstresses, Carly Simon or Melissa Manchester that didn't have to employ these tricks. They simply sang the beautifully written lyrics with their own interpretation.

Mariah Carey is to blame! No doubt she has a wonderful voice and octave range, whistle register anyone? But, it's the melismo or running up and down a scale, that bothers me. I suspect the girl just can't hold a note for very long and that is her way of improvising to distract us from the fact that she can't hold a note for very long.

I don't think people know how to write a lyric anymore. They're lazy writers, using a few words and a lot of, "ooh-ooh-ooh" or "Whoa-o-o-o-o-o," to fill in the blank space. You would never catch Cole Porter being a lazy lyricist. He crammed more words into a song than the song had notes to contain it.

It would seem I'm not the only person who accuses todays songwriters of being lazy. The below video shows an astonishing list of current pop songs that use the, "Whoa-o-o-o-o" technique as a crutch.



I'm not old and crazy after all.