Musings from the God of Cities

unemployment has left me a bit restless lately, so i decided to fuck off a bit to philadelphia. even though i had been there recently, i decided to return to see some stuff i hadn't seen the last time i was there. i was also influenced by the fact that i've been watching a lot of "it's always sunny in philadelphia" lately. (which, i'm starting to realize is possibly a joke about philly's weather, because the two times i've been there in the past few months, it's been rainy and shitty.)

my first stop was the mutter museumm. the mutter is a museum of medical history and contains tons of old-timey medical equipment, bodies and body parts, fetuses in jars, etc. you're not allowed to take pictures, the place is tiny, and there were guards, so i couldn't snap as many pictures as i would have wanted. also, i thought it was a bit disrespectful to the people whose bodies were on display there to take pictures of them. so, i only have a few shots from the mutt museum

skulls


visible man

next up on my philly to-do list was checking out the philadelphia museum of art. while i liked the museum, i have to say that having spent my life making regular trips to the met and to moma, most other cities' art museums just don't quite snap my stringbean. i realize this makes me a big fat snob, but i gotta be me.

crying baby statue


glass vase

the last thing i wanted to do was to return to pat's and geno's, which i did. this time, i got a "whiz wit" from both places, and can now confirm that pat's totally makes the better cheesesteak. also, they'presumablybly less racist. on the way to the cheesesteakeries, i soaked up loads of local color, both metaphorical, like this charming sticker


and literal like this pink water fountain by kennedy plaza.



even though the water in the fountain i spink, it looks orange because the pool it's in is light blue.

i also saw my old friend, frost's "el toro" sticker, playing on a see-saw.

and finally,

cannuli house of pork. the only reason i took this picture is that the store was featured in last week's episode of "it's always sunny in philadelphia", "charlie got molested". it was a particularly good episode because rob mcelhenney, who i would totally go gay for, wore a tight t-shirt and short-shorts in order to seduce a character played by saved by the bell's mr. belding. if my heart had a mouth, and it could speak, it would say that i cherish you, rob mcelhenney... and, though in my life i may take many lovers, you will forever be my brown-eyed SFOC - Super Fox of the Century.

anywho, there's a good deal more pictures from my philly adventures on my flickr page here. enjpy them at your leisure.

went to the new york city gay pride parade today. took this picture there:



i took some others, too. i posted those up on my flickr page. go check 'em out! and if that's still not enough show for you, check out my pictures from last year's gay pride parade.

Update: the cat-man in the picture found me through flickr. he's looking for other people who took pictures of him and his crew. if you took any snapshot of them, you can send pictures to him through his flickr page.

getting ready for d and t's wedding.




at the wedding.




taxi ride home from the wedding.

(NSFW detail available here.)

phonebooth, 57th and 7th, new york city, june 21, 2006.

frank lloyd wright museum, oak park, illinois, april, 2006.

king richard's faire; Carver, Ma, Summer 2006.

i'd heard there was a special olympics barbie and figured she'd make a fantastic playmate for my becky ---the school photographer--- doll. a quick search on ebay revelaed two things: first of all, there's no such thing as a special olympics barbie. second of all, the special olympics are totally the new myspace. doing my search, i found four honest-to-goodness skinny hipster boys modeling special olympics shirts.


this guy technically lives in bushwick, but insists its 'billyburg'.


this fellow is selling his shirt to pay for his coke.


this guy looks like he might actually be retarded.




this dude is the king of all the other special needs hipsters on account of his ironical sunglasses and tattoo sleeve.

Newsarama.com: And speaking of that... Brain and Mallah. There've been stories going around that their relationship is...a little more than just teammates?

Geoff Johns: Yes. Which is what Grant Morrison established so brilliantly in his run on Doom Patrol. There's a connection between them - they are soulmates in a way no one else can understand, including the Doom Patrol. I think the trick is with the Doom Patrol and the Brotherhood of Evil is that as crazy and as bizarre as they look on the outside, on the inside there are even more cracks and fractures in their sanity. The DCU doesn't have a lot of "weird" characters and we're hoping to but a little more of that unsettling "these guys are super-heroes?" into the team.

NRAMA: But Brain and Mallah...?

GJ: Brain and Mallah.

NRAMA: Sitting in a tree?

GJ: That's how the song goes.

NRAMA: And here, the press was all over Batwoman, when over here, there's a nice brain in a tube cloning a new body so he can physically express his love with his gorilla lover…

---Newsarama.com interview with writer Geoff Johns.

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i really don't reccomend watching this. (but if you do, be sure to watch the whole thing.)