Things in Florida are going swimmingly well. We spent the day with my dear friends Kimber and Chuck, checking out real estate property and having an afternoon cocktail. Their condo in Wilton Manors has us instantly at home. Of course because the bar was stocked. We stopped by the beach near Sebastian and took in a little shine from the sun. After a quick jaunt to the pool, we'll be off for *more* cocktails at the Alibi.
After a return from the beach, we arrived the same time as a local flower delivery van. Out of the back and into the condo went the most lovely flower arrangement for Kimber and Chuck, courtesy of good friend Utilities Dennis. He's a tad bit jealous he's there and we're here.
I'm a bit embarrassed I caught this, but I can't help but share my psychosis. I was a *big* fan of Vh1's skintastic show Stripsearch. The reality show set out to fulfill America's need for a male version of the Pussycat Dolls. How they did this without making it the gayest show on TV, I'll never know. The show produced some memorable moments, most notably the softcore scenes of self-indulgent Sean Cassidy. Another stud to come out of the show was Adam, the Nashville-born personal trainer with abs made by Maytag.
It seems as though Sean is not the only American Stormer to love his bad TV. Cassidy made a quick appearance on the ABC flop Are You Hot before moving over to Vh1. Now Adam follows suit, jumping between the Viacom networks, Vh1 and MTV. Either way, I'm just glad to be watchin' the jump.
I recently became a member of the online music site lala.com. La La is the first online *legal* music trading service. 20% of all profits goes back to the artist. I still don't know how it all works, but as long as I get some good music out of it, I don't really need to right now.
Is there anything better than a man in uniform? Not so much.
Since it's a Saturday night and we all need an excuse to get out and get our groove on, I share with you two hot mixes that have been H-O-T scorchin' up my very own top ten list. I do feel a tad bit guilty sharin', but seeing that these exact mixes are not (yet) commercially available, I'll sleep at night knowing I'm not committing a mortal sin. Oh, and the vodka will help.
I haven't seen Transamerica.
Blatant and shameless plug: I love this girl more than yo' momma loves Barry Manilow.
"I Wouldn't Normally Do This Kind of Thing"
Holla, Florida! I'm coming to Fort Lauderdale and Miami next week...hide your liquor!
Although a contingency of old fans may turn a blind eye to this latest release, I'll bet there's a whole other audience previously untapped by the Dixie Chicks. They're stronger than ever Post-Bush outlash. Hell, they've collaborated with rock legend Rick Rubin. How hot is that!
She's poised to save the E! Channel from that blunder of a show called The Simple Life.
Will Wikle is a power gay. He's got plenty of reality shows under his belt, a weekly radio program and dates LOGO's Jason Bellini. Yep, he's money.
Maybe this is what Janet would have sounded like had she not been taken under the wings of Jimmy Jam and Terry Lewis.
Hey Rochester!
Vadim doesn't mind having his photo taken. In fact, he'd prefer that it occur more often.
For those that know me, my home away from home is Provincetown. Eric and I have the dearest of friends that call the end of the cape home and their welcome arms open for us anytime. If it weren't for Kimber and Chuck I don't know if I'd be who I am today. All that I need to remind me of their love is to press play on the ol' iPod and I'm instantly connected to the dunes of Herring Cove.
Did you hear about Mandisa? I kid, I kid.
Oooh, this is good. A month or so ago Jordan Knight signed on to do a painless lil' Q&A with yours truly. I anticipated him being a bit cold as he's always shied away from anything gay (like that time he ran from a sitcom that was to cast him as a gay former boy bander.) Now of course I've always dreamed of getting blown off by a New Kid, but not quite like the way it happened.
...second only to vodka, Vadim may just be one of Russia's greatest exports. Stop back as he takes his place in our man of MySpace column, later this week.
Philip Seymour Hoffman, a Rochester native, gives a local teen director a break by appearing in his class assignment piece.
Jordan. revisted. Admit it, you probably didn't read the interview the first time around. You were a bit distracted, right? 


I love it when a strong cast of characters come together for a flick.