Filed under: art, books, gay, hookers, magazines | Tags: $pread magazine, art, beards, bibliokelpt, body hair, chocolate milk, gay marriage, henry gibson, ladytron, mouse porn, obscenity, rich juzwiak, the magnetic fields
$pread Magazine more than made the amount of money needed to print their next issue. Yay!
Simon Reynolds on beards. I am sure that many bearded men out there did feel inspired to stop shaving because they wanted to look more like the guys in Fleet Foxes. I would like to state for the record that I am definitely not one of those people.
Speaking of which. Dear Santa: I want this.
Vintage Mouse Porn. I wish I liked these more than I do; the one that really stands out for me is the last one, where the mice are fully clothed.
Art critic Laura Cumming wants to know, once and for all, what constitutes an obscene artwork. While I agree with 90% of what she’s saying, asking that question makes me wonder whether or not she gets the intentional fluidity (positive and negative) about vaguely-defined laws.
I had no idea that actor Henry Gibson died. The bagel-loving actor co-starred in two of my favorite American epics: he played country singer Haven Hamilton in Nashville and elfin mary Thurston Howell in Magnolia. He was also the crazy bad guy in not-actually-terrible Tom Hanks comedy The ‘Burbs.
Is the gay agenda being hijacked by the marriage issue? Kids think so.
The Magnetic Fields have a new album out in January. It’s called Realism, has a very similar cover to the last one, and also has a Christmas-themed song title a little before the halfway point, just like last time. The official site doesn’t mention it yet, oddly; I saw it on The Music Slut.
I’m not sure calling this The Era of Rich Juzwiak is quite right, since the Youtube collages Juzwiak assembles on FourFour are roughly 1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 times better than those that most other people are doing.
Ladytron have a best-of coming out in a couple of months, but more importantly they were on Yo Gabba Gabba! recently.
Biblioklept on what makes a cult book. I’m not sure what the last cult favorite I read was, although it doesn’t help that it takes me months to read anything these days. (I remember reading a book on cult films once and decided to watch some of the ones I hadn’t seen. I chose many, many bad movies from the list.)
Finally, the wonderful nutrition analyst Marion Nestle on chocolate milk. Talk about the importance of school lunch programs always surprises me, because I was raised by overprotective germophobic Italians who wouldn’t dream of letting me buy school lunch even if I wanted to. Still, although chocolate milk is delicious, she has a point. Chocolate milk is not a health food and Super Bowl ads are not cheap.
Filed under: gay, magazines, not hot | Tags: levi johnston, nonsense, playgirl, teen pregnancy, the gays
It’s eternally amazing how far mainstream gay media goes to convince us that certain people are sexy. Any man under 30, if he is white and even slightly newsworthy, inevitably becomes the subject of horny adoration from blogs and magazines. It’s not always unjustified; I won’t say I’m immune to Ben Cohen-mania, though most Americans (myself included) have never once seen a rugby game. But the same is true even when the allegedly studly subject is Bad For The Gays. Or frankly very plain-looking. Gay blogs will even, once in a while, overcome their youth fixation to write about an older man, though those articles overuse the term “silver fox” and usually they’re just about ugly and irritating Anderson Cooper, anyway.
So I’m not surprised that gay media has so obsessively chronicled Levi Johnston’s Playgirl appearance. Despite the fact that men have been exposing themselves in the magazine since the seventies, it’s always more exciting when the flaccid and heavily Photoshopped penis belongs to someone you’ve heard of before. That’s fine.
Filed under: personal, porn, this very blog | Tags: new york, new york sex bloggers calendar, photos
So, I was in New York over the weekend for the release of the 2010 New York Sex Bloggers Calendar, proceeds from which benefit Sex Work Awareness. Here’s some photos from the trip:
Yesterday I perused my Google Reader for the first time since the weekend and I came across Tyler Coates’s Tumblr post about his Idolator unsubscription. “That’s odd,” I thought. “I wonder what made him decide to do that.”
And then I saw the new Idolator. Jesus Mary and Joseph!
Here’s how my internet-related day used to go: Wake up. Make coffee. Check Gmail. Drink coffee. Check other Gmail. Check other other Gmail. Check current primary social network site (Myspace/Facebook/Twitter). Check secondary social networking site (Facebook/Twitter/Facebook). Check Idolator. Before the local news, before even going to my RSS feed, I checked Idolator.
