Everyone hates Valentine's Day so much. I'm kind of indifferent, but a holiday's a holiday. So I have a gift for all of ya'll.
If you're lonely this Valentine's Day, take a page from jd2004dc:\
If you're in a boring, lackluster relationship, try being like these guys:
And, finally, if you're in a relationship with TOO much drama, try laughing it out with everyone's favorite homosexual machine:
Wishing you a happy V-Day (for whatever it's worth),
Your Spy
Showing posts with label fun fun. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fun fun. Show all posts
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Monday, February 11, 2008
Funnies
This is pretty hilarious...I have to hand it to Colbert. This is a two-part interview, the beginning of "Better Know A Lobbyist". He sits down with a prominent gay lobbyist for a chat. Let's watch.
Part One:
Part Two:
Part One:
Part Two:
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Rating Rating Porn
So I was cruising the usual blog suspects, reading news articles about Zac Efron and trying to find a high-def version of the Star Trek teaser trailer, when I spotted a little snippet from one of my fave blogs complaining about the latest video from a popular gay porn website. It's one of those sites that feature "straight men" biting the pillow and allowing other men to put penises in their bums for some sum of money. I have a little trouble believing that, but we'll get to that later.
Point is, he was complaining that the model who had bottomed in the video was a bad actor. I use the term actor; he didn't, but he was describing the poor facial expressions and lack of, shall we say, spirit in the same way the Roger Ebert does in his reviews of movies.
I suppose it isn't hard to appreciate the irony here: I'm ranting about another guy ranting about porn. But I've noticed a steady increase in the practice of rating and reviewing pornography. It isn't hard to see that this new trend comes from the Internet itself and the ability to blog to your heart's content about what matters to you. And what matters to a lot of men? Sex, of course. Masturbation. The freedom of a man's penis.
My only problem is, rating pornography seems a little over the top. I remember my theatre professor saying that watching and enjoying any kind of theatre (or for that matter, any kind of entertainment) requires the willing suspension of disbelief. Your penis does not willing suspend its disbelief. Why need suspension when the concept of belief doesn't even exist in that pretty little pink helmet it wears? I guess I see the penis as a ravenous dog that is never satisfied; it will take any boner, er, bone that is thrown at it. Does it care if it's a cut of USDA choice meat? No. Because, in the end, your penis will have its way. So download whatever is closest and feed the beast, because you may not get another chance in the next 24 hours. So What are you waiting for? Step to it!
Sincerely,
Your Spy
Point is, he was complaining that the model who had bottomed in the video was a bad actor. I use the term actor; he didn't, but he was describing the poor facial expressions and lack of, shall we say, spirit in the same way the Roger Ebert does in his reviews of movies.
I suppose it isn't hard to appreciate the irony here: I'm ranting about another guy ranting about porn. But I've noticed a steady increase in the practice of rating and reviewing pornography. It isn't hard to see that this new trend comes from the Internet itself and the ability to blog to your heart's content about what matters to you. And what matters to a lot of men? Sex, of course. Masturbation. The freedom of a man's penis.
My only problem is, rating pornography seems a little over the top. I remember my theatre professor saying that watching and enjoying any kind of theatre (or for that matter, any kind of entertainment) requires the willing suspension of disbelief. Your penis does not willing suspend its disbelief. Why need suspension when the concept of belief doesn't even exist in that pretty little pink helmet it wears? I guess I see the penis as a ravenous dog that is never satisfied; it will take any boner, er, bone that is thrown at it. Does it care if it's a cut of USDA choice meat? No. Because, in the end, your penis will have its way. So download whatever is closest and feed the beast, because you may not get another chance in the next 24 hours. So What are you waiting for? Step to it!
Sincerely,
Your Spy
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Monday, December 31, 2007
A New Gay Year
Time: 22:16
Location: The Red Stick
It seems to me like New Year's Eve--and, by extension, New Year's Day--is a very straight holiday all because of the concept of New Yea'rs resolutions. Gay people, especially gay men, don't really need a holiday to committ to something new or different; they do that every day. Whether it's through their wardrobe, home decorations, or even a silly thing like a blog, they always find some exotic way to fluff their life. They always try to exercise and stay fit, due to the overly shallow nature of men in general. Most New Year's resolutions seem obsolete for the gay man, and so, he is indifferent to New Year's Eve/Day, besides another occasion to flaunt and preen.
Tonight, my friends and I will celebrate the "holiday" indoors. We invited a small group of friends who remained in the city through the winter break to share in our festivities. I have two roomates, both girls, named Ashley and Amanda: Ashley is the girl who loves pink, Amanda is the physics major. I believe that that simple statement should serve to underlie basic personality traits. They are the salt and pepper to my steak of life. Ashley, the pepper, brings something new and different to my life on an almost daily level; Amanda, the salt, is my oldest best friend, and brings out the taste just by being there. Tonight, the three of us will celebrate with friends the coming of the New Year.
What I have noticed, however, as a spy in the Republic is the odd way that the straights treat their holidays. Most holidays, to the Republic's perspective, are more tedious than festive, more emotionally-draining than fun. Valentine's Day is the first to come to mind; I have noted that many do no even acknowledge this day anymore. New Year's Eve is beginning to be approached with a similar attitude: the dreaded New Year's kiss has them hiding in their homes. Christmas follows; while children may love Santa, most couples seem to find all the shopping and planning and forced family fun-ness to drain their souls. Easter is just another day they are forced to share with extended family; Halloween only brings the fear of egging and teepeeing to manicured yards. Only the Fourth of July, Labor Day Weekend, and maybe Thanksgiving are still seen as holidays that exist for the explicit purpose of enjoying one's self. Note, however, that alcohol and external circumstances (summer days for the former two, football for the latter) are largely responsible for this enjoyment.
It is also interesting to note that the Nation of Queeria is picking up these discarded holidays (think especially of Halloween) to satisfy its citizens. We seem to view each as another great makeover waiting to happen...all it needs is a little glitter and frazzle. I wonder how long it will take before the gay neighborhoods, bars, and clubs redo New Year's. Although members of the Republic may laugh, these holiday makeovers are not just hobbies to our people; they are a form of cultural warfare, further placing us within public perspective. He who rules the holidays influences, at the least, those who celebrate it.
So, tonight we celebrate a New Year. And while spies like me watch, citizens of Queeria await the coming of a cultural revolution, that may very well start with a man like Anderson Cooper covering Times Square during New Year's Eve. One very gay step at a time....
Sincerely,
Your Spy
Location: The Red Stick
It seems to me like New Year's Eve--and, by extension, New Year's Day--is a very straight holiday all because of the concept of New Yea'rs resolutions. Gay people, especially gay men, don't really need a holiday to committ to something new or different; they do that every day. Whether it's through their wardrobe, home decorations, or even a silly thing like a blog, they always find some exotic way to fluff their life. They always try to exercise and stay fit, due to the overly shallow nature of men in general. Most New Year's resolutions seem obsolete for the gay man, and so, he is indifferent to New Year's Eve/Day, besides another occasion to flaunt and preen.
Tonight, my friends and I will celebrate the "holiday" indoors. We invited a small group of friends who remained in the city through the winter break to share in our festivities. I have two roomates, both girls, named Ashley and Amanda: Ashley is the girl who loves pink, Amanda is the physics major. I believe that that simple statement should serve to underlie basic personality traits. They are the salt and pepper to my steak of life. Ashley, the pepper, brings something new and different to my life on an almost daily level; Amanda, the salt, is my oldest best friend, and brings out the taste just by being there. Tonight, the three of us will celebrate with friends the coming of the New Year.
What I have noticed, however, as a spy in the Republic is the odd way that the straights treat their holidays. Most holidays, to the Republic's perspective, are more tedious than festive, more emotionally-draining than fun. Valentine's Day is the first to come to mind; I have noted that many do no even acknowledge this day anymore. New Year's Eve is beginning to be approached with a similar attitude: the dreaded New Year's kiss has them hiding in their homes. Christmas follows; while children may love Santa, most couples seem to find all the shopping and planning and forced family fun-ness to drain their souls. Easter is just another day they are forced to share with extended family; Halloween only brings the fear of egging and teepeeing to manicured yards. Only the Fourth of July, Labor Day Weekend, and maybe Thanksgiving are still seen as holidays that exist for the explicit purpose of enjoying one's self. Note, however, that alcohol and external circumstances (summer days for the former two, football for the latter) are largely responsible for this enjoyment.
It is also interesting to note that the Nation of Queeria is picking up these discarded holidays (think especially of Halloween) to satisfy its citizens. We seem to view each as another great makeover waiting to happen...all it needs is a little glitter and frazzle. I wonder how long it will take before the gay neighborhoods, bars, and clubs redo New Year's. Although members of the Republic may laugh, these holiday makeovers are not just hobbies to our people; they are a form of cultural warfare, further placing us within public perspective. He who rules the holidays influences, at the least, those who celebrate it.
So, tonight we celebrate a New Year. And while spies like me watch, citizens of Queeria await the coming of a cultural revolution, that may very well start with a man like Anderson Cooper covering Times Square during New Year's Eve. One very gay step at a time....
Sincerely,
Your Spy
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