Monday, June 27, 2005
the boys of summer
boy howdy did i have a busy weekend! i went to a mets/yankees game, moma, and the new york gay pride parade. having just gotten a new way-big memory stick for my camera and photoshop i took a ton of pictures. i apologize if the colors of my pictures have funny colors and sizes, but i'm totally new to the program. some of these pictures aren't completely work safe, depending on what kind of office you work in.
on saturday, patty katherine gallagher and i went to see a baseball game at yankee stadium
my boyfriends
mike piazza
and derek jeter were in attendance,
as was yankee manager joe torre.
not being a sports-fan, i spent most of the game combating the hot, hot heat with cold, expensive beer, and really only paid attention to what was going on on the field when the cleanup crew came out to do the YMCA
also at the game were
a handlicker
these folks,
and a handful of dudes whose wardrobe choices were a preview of what i would be seeing a lot of the following day.
saturday found patty and i basking in air conditioning at the museum of modern art
where even the terlets are modern.
wanting to save my camera's battery, i didn't really take any pictures of the art at the museum, but i did snap this picture of one of the museum-goers at patty's request:
since moma directly overlooks where some of the floats were waiting join the parade, i was able to snap some pictures from the windows including this picture of
greased up dudes
and
kyan and carson from "queer eye for the straight guy"
patty and i decided to go try to get some pictures of the queer eye guys up close when we left moma, so we figured out where they were hanging out and i took a picture with
food guru ted allen!
and arbiter of style carson kressley! both of whom were totally nice, and totally friendly. thom and kyan were nowhere to be seen, and jai was busy chatting up some hunky dancer-type. not wanting to intrude on his hook up, i didn't ask him for a picture.
in the parade were the usual assortment of leather dudes and fetishists like these dudes from the new york eagle:
these gay male s/m activists:
the husky hunks of metrobear new york
and the members of the eulenspiegel society
there were drag queens
as well as other (literally and figuratively) colorful peeps...
including the cast from the waaaaay awesome donkey show
the lads and lasses of cheerNY
these mummers
and er... "michael jackson"
and what gay parade is complete without loads of shaved-down gym dudes?
my favorite parade participant, though, was this schmuck from yale university's gay student group who left his co-paraders to go talk on his cell phone
watching the parade was the usual assortment offags folks
apparently manskirts are big this year... who knew?
after about 20 minutes of parade-watching, patty and i went back to my place. we grabbed some lunch, and then patty left for home. the day was still young, so i decided to head back downtown to see what was going on in the west village.
i walked through washington square park
and headed west towards the west side piers. along the way, i saw some very adorable capitalists cashing in on the queer dollar
at the pier i saw girls
guys
and everything in between
by this point my legs were aching from walking around all weekend, and my brain was sizzling from the heat and my lack of hair (even though i did generously apply sunscreen!) so i decided to head home and celebrate gay pride in my own special way: watching television, smoking a bowl and downloading porn. HAPPY PRIDE, Y'ALL!!!
on saturday, patty katherine gallagher and i went to see a baseball game at yankee stadium
my boyfriends
mike piazza
and derek jeter were in attendance,
as was yankee manager joe torre.
not being a sports-fan, i spent most of the game combating the hot, hot heat with cold, expensive beer, and really only paid attention to what was going on on the field when the cleanup crew came out to do the YMCA
also at the game were
a handlicker
these folks,
and a handful of dudes whose wardrobe choices were a preview of what i would be seeing a lot of the following day.
saturday found patty and i basking in air conditioning at the museum of modern art
where even the terlets are modern.
wanting to save my camera's battery, i didn't really take any pictures of the art at the museum, but i did snap this picture of one of the museum-goers at patty's request:
since moma directly overlooks where some of the floats were waiting join the parade, i was able to snap some pictures from the windows including this picture of
greased up dudes
and
kyan and carson from "queer eye for the straight guy"
patty and i decided to go try to get some pictures of the queer eye guys up close when we left moma, so we figured out where they were hanging out and i took a picture with
food guru ted allen!
and arbiter of style carson kressley! both of whom were totally nice, and totally friendly. thom and kyan were nowhere to be seen, and jai was busy chatting up some hunky dancer-type. not wanting to intrude on his hook up, i didn't ask him for a picture.
in the parade were the usual assortment of leather dudes and fetishists like these dudes from the new york eagle:
these gay male s/m activists:
the husky hunks of metrobear new york
and the members of the eulenspiegel society
there were drag queens
as well as other (literally and figuratively) colorful peeps...
including the cast from the waaaaay awesome donkey show
the lads and lasses of cheerNY
these mummers
and er... "michael jackson"
and what gay parade is complete without loads of shaved-down gym dudes?
my favorite parade participant, though, was this schmuck from yale university's gay student group who left his co-paraders to go talk on his cell phone
watching the parade was the usual assortment of
apparently manskirts are big this year... who knew?
after about 20 minutes of parade-watching, patty and i went back to my place. we grabbed some lunch, and then patty left for home. the day was still young, so i decided to head back downtown to see what was going on in the west village.
i walked through washington square park
and headed west towards the west side piers. along the way, i saw some very adorable capitalists cashing in on the queer dollar
at the pier i saw girls
guys
and everything in between
by this point my legs were aching from walking around all weekend, and my brain was sizzling from the heat and my lack of hair (even though i did generously apply sunscreen!) so i decided to head home and celebrate gay pride in my own special way: watching television, smoking a bowl and downloading porn. HAPPY PRIDE, Y'ALL!!!
Friday, June 17, 2005
don't eat the yellow arrow.
have y'all heard of yellowarrow.net? i haven't quite read up about it enough to come to any conclusions as to its relative awesomeness, but it seems kinda worth checking out. here's a little more information about it:
When does an object become art? What makes a landmark? Who says what counts?
Yellow Arrow™ is the global public art project of local experiences. It creates an open and interactive forum for people to leave and discover messages on location that point out what counts.
Participants place arrows to draw attention to different locations and objects - a favorite view of the city, an odd fi re hydrant, the local bar. By sending a text-message (SMS) from a mobile phone to the Yellow Arrow number beginning with the arrow's unique code, Yellow Arrow authors essentially save a thought on the spot where they place their sticker. Messages range from short poetic fragments to personal stories to game-like prompts to action. When another person encounters the Yellow Arrow, he or she sends its code to the Yellow Arrow number and immediately receives the message of that arrow on their mobile phone. The website YellowArrow.net extends this location-based exchange, by allowing participants to annotate their arrows with photos and maps in the online gallery of Yellow Arrows placed throughout the world.(...)
By collecting and sharing these spaces of personal signifi cance, Yellow Arrow allows the collaborative creation of a subjective atlas - a dynamic M.A.A.P. (Massively Authored Artistic Project) - that expresses the unique characteristics, personal histories, and hidden secrets that live within our everyday spaces. In a time of increasing polarization, it is our hope that the project facilitates movements of locally-driven and globally-interlinked communities to promote unity, toleration, creativity and a progressive culture. Yellow Arrow has established a broad network of global partnerships with organizations in Denmark, Germany, Australia, Brazil and the UK.(...)
Yellow Arrow first emerged at the Glowlab psy.geo.Conflux urban art festival on the Lower East Side of New York in May 2004. Since the next phase beta launch in September, 2004 the interest in Yellow Arrow has been phenomenal. From Argentina to Australia, Nigeria to Finland, and from nearly every Western European country, people have been requesting arrows and become involved. Arrows have reached almost every state in the US, and pictures and maps have shown up in the web gallery from big cities everywhere -- NYC, Berlin, Miami, Copenhagen, San Francisco, Stockholm, Boston, Florence, Antwerp, LA -- and smaller towns like Chapel Hill, NC, Freiburg, Germany, Boulder, CO, and Coalmont, TN.
Yellow Arrow was a part of the Art Basel Miami Beach festival, a featured performance at the recent Digital and Video Art Fair and was exhibited at the Photographic Resource Center at Boston University during the Boston Cyberarts Festival. For a overview of press coverage to date, including articles in Wired, The Boston Globe, Politiken, The Miami Herald, De Volkskrant, Liberation, The Oakland Tribune amongst many others.(...)
When does an object become art? What makes a landmark? Who says what counts?
Yellow Arrow™ is the global public art project of local experiences. It creates an open and interactive forum for people to leave and discover messages on location that point out what counts.
Participants place arrows to draw attention to different locations and objects - a favorite view of the city, an odd fi re hydrant, the local bar. By sending a text-message (SMS) from a mobile phone to the Yellow Arrow number beginning with the arrow's unique code, Yellow Arrow authors essentially save a thought on the spot where they place their sticker. Messages range from short poetic fragments to personal stories to game-like prompts to action. When another person encounters the Yellow Arrow, he or she sends its code to the Yellow Arrow number and immediately receives the message of that arrow on their mobile phone. The website YellowArrow.net extends this location-based exchange, by allowing participants to annotate their arrows with photos and maps in the online gallery of Yellow Arrows placed throughout the world.(...)
By collecting and sharing these spaces of personal signifi cance, Yellow Arrow allows the collaborative creation of a subjective atlas - a dynamic M.A.A.P. (Massively Authored Artistic Project) - that expresses the unique characteristics, personal histories, and hidden secrets that live within our everyday spaces. In a time of increasing polarization, it is our hope that the project facilitates movements of locally-driven and globally-interlinked communities to promote unity, toleration, creativity and a progressive culture. Yellow Arrow has established a broad network of global partnerships with organizations in Denmark, Germany, Australia, Brazil and the UK.(...)
Yellow Arrow first emerged at the Glowlab psy.geo.Conflux urban art festival on the Lower East Side of New York in May 2004. Since the next phase beta launch in September, 2004 the interest in Yellow Arrow has been phenomenal. From Argentina to Australia, Nigeria to Finland, and from nearly every Western European country, people have been requesting arrows and become involved. Arrows have reached almost every state in the US, and pictures and maps have shown up in the web gallery from big cities everywhere -- NYC, Berlin, Miami, Copenhagen, San Francisco, Stockholm, Boston, Florence, Antwerp, LA -- and smaller towns like Chapel Hill, NC, Freiburg, Germany, Boulder, CO, and Coalmont, TN.
Yellow Arrow was a part of the Art Basel Miami Beach festival, a featured performance at the recent Digital and Video Art Fair and was exhibited at the Photographic Resource Center at Boston University during the Boston Cyberarts Festival. For a overview of press coverage to date, including articles in Wired, The Boston Globe, Politiken, The Miami Herald, De Volkskrant, Liberation, The Oakland Tribune amongst many others.(...)
Thursday, June 09, 2005
ugly babies need the most love!
i'm currently reading "under the banner of heaven" which deals with fundamentalist mormons, including brian david mitchell, the man who abducted elizabeth smart. i wanted to find out a little bit more about the case, so i looked up the young abductee's wikipedia entry. in the entry there was a bit of editorializing about the media's tendency to only publicize the abductions of white children. however, according the the wikipedia, ethnic-types aren't the only ones who are ignored:
"Some advocates have raised objections to the media tendency to focus so much attention on pretty, Caucasian, blonde, blue-eyed girls like Smart when so many other missing children do not receive the same level of media coverage. Media critics charged that a black, Asian, Latino, male, or even ugly child would not have had any national media exposure after the first 24 hours."
"Some advocates have raised objections to the media tendency to focus so much attention on pretty, Caucasian, blonde, blue-eyed girls like Smart when so many other missing children do not receive the same level of media coverage. Media critics charged that a black, Asian, Latino, male, or even ugly child would not have had any national media exposure after the first 24 hours."
Sunday, June 05, 2005
i came here to see the killers, not the shipping department at circuit city’.
i haven't been able to post much lately on account of life getting in the way. but life is somewhat more relaxed now and i've managed to make the most of my day yesterday. first off i checked out one of the many streetfairs that choke our city's streets and provide new yorkers with mozareppas, shammy cloth demonstrations and hours and hours of people watching. much like the last time i snapped pictures at a streetfair, i saw some groovy folks like these dudes and dudettes:
(and of course, since it was pretty warm dudes who really should have their shirt off did)
as if the streetfair wasn't enough hot action to cram into one day, i also met up with some chums (some of whom you may remember) to go see the killers in central park for their summerstage performance.
the killers, for those of you who pooh-pooh bands that have a large presence on top-40 radio and whose videos appear frequently on mtv is a band that has a large presence on top-40 radio, and whose videos frequently appear on mtv. this explained the large amount of pre-teens at the show
but in all fairness, the crowd was somewhat mixed,
(and not just 'cause some of those pre-teens were brought to the show by their dads.)
the opening band was louis xiv.
they were pretty good, but nothing to write home about. though someone should tell the lead singer that ozzy osborne circa 1985 called to ask for his haircut back.
anywho, the killers were pretty right on and put on a funtastic show, which looked a little something like this:
(and of course, since it was pretty warm dudes who really should have their shirt off did)
as if the streetfair wasn't enough hot action to cram into one day, i also met up with some chums (some of whom you may remember) to go see the killers in central park for their summerstage performance.
the killers, for those of you who pooh-pooh bands that have a large presence on top-40 radio and whose videos appear frequently on mtv is a band that has a large presence on top-40 radio, and whose videos frequently appear on mtv. this explained the large amount of pre-teens at the show
but in all fairness, the crowd was somewhat mixed,
(and not just 'cause some of those pre-teens were brought to the show by their dads.)
the opening band was louis xiv.
they were pretty good, but nothing to write home about. though someone should tell the lead singer that ozzy osborne circa 1985 called to ask for his haircut back.
anywho, the killers were pretty right on and put on a funtastic show, which looked a little something like this:
Friday, June 03, 2005
faces of horror.
once again, i apologize if what i put forth here is old news to everyone, but cobracamanda just told me about brian peppers, the registered sex offender pictured here:
brian peppers
apparently that's what he ferreals looks like.
cobracamanda told me that the person that showed her the picture asked her how much she would have to be paid to get fingered by him. she said a million dollars, and added the caveat that he not be allowed to speak becuse, "if he looks like that, imagine what his voice sounds like."
brian peppers
apparently that's what he ferreals looks like.
cobracamanda told me that the person that showed her the picture asked her how much she would have to be paid to get fingered by him. she said a million dollars, and added the caveat that he not be allowed to speak becuse, "if he looks like that, imagine what his voice sounds like."
