I can’t stand that moment when I have to piss like Seabiscuit, but can’t because someone inside the dookie dispenser is taking forever. Then come to find out that the ass wipe inside isn’t exactly making dookie—nope, instead he’s in the loo having a mini selfie photo shoot while I’m outside dancing on one leg,
It was a delicate situation when I finally found the nerve to bring the boyfriend home to meet the parents for the very first time. I figured what better time to bring my “friend” over to meet the folks than around the holidays? Of course the “friend” was nervous as all hell for he
If you’re clean and sober, or know somebody that’s all about being clean and sober, then I’m pretty sure you’ve heard your share of a shitload of recovery feel-good bumper sticker slogans, self-help reminders and other one-day-at-a-time cliches that can be damn right annoying when you’ve been around recovery long enough. I hear somebody tell
My ass was in San Fran recently and I could not help but think about all the times when I crawled out of this or that gutter from this or that corner after behaving like total and utter trash at this or that hole in the wall bar. It’s been a couple of years.
I hate that it made me so damn happy to be allowed into the DJ booth of the Motherload—err, I mean “Lode” while my friend DJ Quinn Callicott did his DJ gig spittin’ music and feeding all shades of video montages to a crowd that Sunday night. I decided to tag along with my
In mid-January,researchers at the University of California,San Francisco released a study warning that a rise of methicillin-resistant Staphylococcus aureus (MRSA) was being passed through gay sex. Several media outlets took the study and began running stories on a new gay cancer that’s ravishing the gay community. It wasn’t long before alarmist anti-gay groups fanned the