This year will mark my eleventh year in Astoria. A gay pioneer to the area, it is now galloping with gays. Unfortunately these are mostly the types of gays with their Broadway headshots up on their ManHunt profiles. For that and other reasons, the majority of my friends all tend to live elseborough.
The neighborhood has grown more commercial over time. (Yet there is still no convenient Citibank branch for me. Sigh.) Now comes the scariest of sites. Purveyor of food-like food products, Applebee's. Can a TGIF be far behind?
(It's perhaps fitting that for some reason, this picture refuses to rotate. Applebee's isn't worth my effort to correct it.)
