Manhattan Offender

One of the advantages of doing a share on Fire Island with seven of your gays is that on the Thursday of every week your share begins you will receive not one, not ten, but fifty-nine (and counting!) e-mails from your housemates

Bill Clinton sent me this creepy e-mail, very reminiscent of Indecent Proposal, but the thing is that I don't have a million dollars and I don't want to sleep with Hillary Clinton. Sigh.

Is it just me or there just something creepy in this:

Dear Rod,

During the campaign, Hillary and I didn't have the chance to eat together much because we were usually on the trail in different states. Now that the campaign's over, I'm glad we can share more meals again. 

Of all the people I've had the privilege to break bread with, the person I most enjoy is still Hillary.

Now you have a chance to have dinner with her. And if you contribute today to help Hillary retire that pesky campaign debt, you and a guest might be sitting down to dinner with her soon. I think you should go for it and enter today.

Join Hillary for dinner. Make a contribution today. 

Trust me on this one. If you're the lucky winner, it will be a night you'll really enjoy and one to remember.

All my best,

Bill Clinton

Yes, it is just me, but, you know, still.

In response to the quiestion: "Why is so much of 'gay' art so bad these days?"

It's a symptom of class stratification.  As the working class has less and less time to devote to leisure, there is a correlative decline in their time to produce art.  This allows only for those of a limited class (the wealthy) to have time to produce art (also?  literature, music, more).

Since most of the wealthy are of similar backgrounds (cultural and educational) there has become a self-congratulatory class of artists who dominate the art world.  Relatedly, as the art world has become more tied to the transactional world of business, there is now an even higher ceiling to break into art.  So basically we have a bunch of Yalies and other Ivy-educated folks in a circle-jerk, congratulating the perpetuation of their mediocrity.

- A early morning rant posted by me here (of all places).  Some will say it is sort of 'angry', but there isn't really an emotional response tied to it.  My stage moved from anger to acceptance long ago.

Vacation, part one

Facebook is dangling its prepositions in front of you

File this under 'rants of a grammar obsessive', but it should be "Networks to which you belong".  Thank you.

The Cat: Friend or food?

Excerpt:

Everyone must eat in order to live. Most of us think that what we eat, and the way they eat it, is the normal or correct pattern. Therefore anyone who eats different things is considered odd. Until relatively recently, human societies were localised and had their own localised eating habits. In the 20^th and 21^st centuries, globalization has led to culinary conflicts as one culture's delicacy is another culture's taboo. To some the cat is a legitimate food source. Others find the concept of cat-eating abhorrent. Is it right for cat-loving countries to impose their cultural values on cat-eating societies?

Link: CATS - FRIEND OR FOOD.

By putting all of the assorted untrue Barack Obama stereotypes together in one image, the New Yorker has started a nationwide conversation about how Obama is none of the things represented on the now infamous cover.

Mission, accomplished?

Oh, and?

Duh.

Link: - Google News.

Congrats on your new iPhone! Too bad MobileMe hasn't worked properly since it's inception.

I've just lost a 300 word message.

Granted it was about a dream I had and my plans for the weekend, but at 60 words per minute, that is five minutes of my life.  I'll be invoicing Apple for the full hour.

Project Unfuckable

Yet again, Bravo has found a gaggle of gays that I wouldn't fuck with your dick.  (Except Keith, unless he's super-short or something.)

Link: Project Runway: Product Placement-y Secrets of Project Runway Revealed.

My summer song this year and every year is "Rub My Tummy"

Download 09_rub_my_tummy.m4a

Link: ZENDA JACKS STORMBRINGER | Unique, Detailed Biography | Rockdetector.