Is this billboard an advertisement for a new military themed circuit party? Or is there a sale on military inspired fetish gear going at the 665 leather boutique located across the street from where this billboard now stands? Nope. I totally get that West Hollywood will never be the same gay ghetto it once was, but […]
It was a typical West Hollywood morning. I was at the Starbucks (aka the Weho Corral) with a friend sipping on our Venti bold cups and doing what we like to call “bird watching,” which is basically checking out guys and their packages as they battle it out for the best bulge when they step […]
I came THIS close to dressing up as The Big JC this coming Halloween–especially after finding the most purrrfect crown of thorns on Ebay…which I promised NOT to place on my head before I could purchase it from the seller who warned me that these were real sharp thorns that could cause some serious […]
Seriously people! All joking aside, what is the deal with this bitch? He doesn’t appear to be homeless, or mentally insane. He’s not confrontational, nor does he do anything extraordinary to get people’s attention–meaning he’s not loud, nor does he get in your face or do a dance that would suggest he is some sort of […]
Two cop cars with spinning flashers pulled up alongside of me on Santa Monica Blvd and Huntley Dr. Then I noticed the long mob of women marching down the street. There was a loud roar of girls hollering and blowing whistles. Was this a dyke march? Were they drag queens/trannies from hell? Was this some sort of joke? […]
I know I’m not supposed to judge people for being dumb and stuff and junk—and Lord knows I try, but then certain supreme West Hollywood queens put me on the muthafuckin’ spot. I tried to stay out of judgment when I passed a grown man crossing the street on Santa Monica Blvd and Westbourne Dr—and […]
. It is totally happening as I write this. Giant trucks are lined up alongside Santa Monica Blvd in front of what remains of West Hollywood’s 24-Hour Fitness Sport. Old dusty treadmills, stair climbers and other raggedy workout equipment have been stacked inside the bellies of these overgrown beasts. One can already hear the screaming […]
GHOSTS OF WEST HOLLYWOOD I was just a kid in the mid 80s when I first rode down Santa Monica Blvd, past La Cienega Blvd in the heart of West Hollywood’s Boystown. My stepfather was behind the wheel. I felt a tiny quiver in my liver, cuz I KNEW this was a sissy town for […]
He kinda had it goin’ on, standing at about 5,11’, with thick wavy, naturally dirty blondish hair. His doe-shaped eyes were bright blue with long curly copper-colored lashes. His perfect teeth were unnaturally bleached into one of those annoying winning smile. His face was more rounded than chiseled, but his tan was always the perfect […]