Monday, April 30, 2007
Gay or Celebrity Baby Daddy?
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Where Are They Now?
I couldn't believe my eyes the first time I saw sexy Scott Gurney as the gay-for-pay porn star Johnny Rebel in "The Fluffer." Talk about perfection! But since that sexually charged leading role back in late 2001, Gurney has all but disappeared from the landscape, with just one acting credit to his name (as a college recruiter on "Sabrina, the Teenage Witch"!) Oh, well. I'll always have the magazine covers to remember him by ...Ciao! Manhattan
By the time you read this Michael and I will be all settled in at our hotel near the Spanish Steps in Rome. It's a much-needed romantic getaway -- and our first "real" vacation in quite some time. You see, Michael doesn't count the trips out West that include stops to see my family. He loves my family, but a vacation to him means going away where we know no one, hence our trip to the Eternal City, a place neither of us has been before.
As I was preparing for the trip I ended up digging through piles and piles of old magazines that I had kept for one reason or another. As I flipped through the pages, I thought it would be fun to share some of my favorite photos before (finally) tossing them into the garbage. I've put together a few posts to last the week so my blog will not be lifeless while I'm away. Enjoy and I will return to action soon ...

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Sunday, April 29, 2007
Sunday Morning
French model/fitness trainer Gregory Capra, above, as seen in photographer Fred Goudon's new book, "Sunday Morning."
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Vespa Bound ...
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Saturday, April 28, 2007
All's Well That Ends Well

In what must have felt like an eternity, Notre Dame quarterback Brady Quinn, once considered a No. 1 draft pick, waited on the sidelines for hours until being selected 22nd overall by the Cleveland Browns during first round of the NFL Draft Saturday, April 28, 2007, at Radio City Music Hall in New York. (Is it me, or did the A&F model in the making look like he started breaking out right before our eyes?!) Although it may have been a minor blow to his ego, Quinn had wanted to play for Cleveland (his hometown), so I'm sure he's thrilled with the way things turned out. Based on how he looked at the Combine, though, it's hard to imagine anyone passing on this bod.Posted by Kenneth Walsh at 7:36 PM 2 comments
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Friday, April 27, 2007
Is There a Draft in Here?



Wide receiver Calvin Johnson of Georgia Tech University, quarterback Brady Quinn of Notre Dame University, running back Adrian Peterson of Oklahoma University, quarterback JaMarcus Russell of Louisiana State University and defensive end Gaines Adams of Clemson University pose on the Radio City Music Hall Marquee during the NFL Draft photo call held at Radio City Music Hall on April 26, 2007 in New York City. (NFL.com) Posted by Kenneth Walsh at 4:23 PM 2 comments
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Sporting Goods: Pat Burrell
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Chris Evans in INTERVIEW Magazine
(Photos by Emily Shur)
Hunky Chris Evans is featured in the new issue of INTERVIEW magazine. Unfortunately, he seems to really be following that advice he got about not taking his shirt off to avoid being "pigeonholed as a beefcake." Such a shame given the magazine Andy built's track record with sexy photos shoots, like this one of Notre Dame hunk Brady Quinn you may recall and so many others...
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Thursday, April 26, 2007
TRANARAMA: 'Visa for Love'
Here's the new video by everyone's favorite all-tranny band, Venus Flytrap.
Trump on O'Donnell: "She's Got Mental Problems'
Wait'll you hear Donald Trump's take on Rosie O'Donnell's exit from "The View":
"Look, Rosie is very -- in my opinion, she's ill, you know, she's got some mental -- serious mental problems. And you know, more importantly, she's very self-destructive, which is a part of that mental problem." (Read)
GENRE Preview
(Photos by Kevin McDermott)
Here's a sneak peek at Genre magazine's red-hot new Sports & Fitness Issue (hello, Kevin Gould!).A couple more pics after the jump. ----->
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Thursday Ad Watch
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'Makes Me Wonder' by Maroon 5
The new Maroon 5 single is kinda catchy, and singer Adam Levine is looking sexy as ever in high-style video.
Wednesday, April 25, 2007
Franco American

James Franco was looking fit at the "Spider-Man 3" photocall at the Westin Excelsior Grand Hotel in Rome. It's hard to believe Michael and I will be there on Sunday. Posted by Kenneth Walsh at 6:17 PM 2 comments
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Hot Stuff: Andrew Stetson
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Roger That
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DNA Gets Hot Down Under
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I Know You Wanna Get Up (Yeah)
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Tuesday, April 24, 2007
The Coolest Guy Ever
DEAR AMY: My 37-year-old stepson has moved in with his father and me.
His life as an up-and-coming rap star has not worked out, and he has no
place left to go. He has never worked a real job. He is heavily tattooed and
pierced, and he weighs 350 pounds, so it’s not as if he can work just
anywhere. His father and I are both working minimum-wage jobs and
can’t afford counseling or therapy for him. I would be depressed if I were
he, but he seems perfectly happy to sleep until noon, eat and play video
games all day. Any advice? -- LK in Oregon
DEAR LK: Your husband is the best (really the only) person to address
this. He could have prevented this in the first place by insisting that his
son find other housing. (It's much harder to get a carbuncle off the
couch once he has established himself.) You could help by doing some
research on job-training programs in your community. Your stepson should
demonstrate the ability to get off the couch.
Your husband should make his expectations clear, and give his son a
deadline to get it together and start contributing to the household -- or move
on. As a last resort, you could try "torture by soft rock." Playing
Captain and Tennille recordings at home might hasten his departure.
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Dolce & Gabbana Work It Out
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Monday, April 23, 2007
Baby Love
I got some very sad news about Troy this afternoon. He has a huge tumor in his belly and some pancreas problems, so treatment isn't much of an option for the little guy.
He's in the hospital right now and discharge hours are over for the day, so I'm hoping to go get him when I wake up tomorrow and have him spend the night (or two) with me before they put my baby down. He has not eaten in weeks and is probably not in a good way, but he's still affectionate as ever and I think I still want to be with him a little more, even if it's selfish. He's a very sweet boy.
Thanks to all of you who have sent your well-wishes. They're greatly appreciated. I love that while humans seem to disagree on so many topics, when it comes to pets it's unanimously unconditional love.
Sporting Goods: Chase Wright
I was searching the Web for some pictures of the Yankees' cute rookie pitcher Chase Wright when suddenly he allowed four homeruns in a row against the Boston Red Sox (only the second pitcher in major league history to do so), and my crush quickly began to wane. Luckily, this cute football/baseball-playing model/law student from Orlando who shares the same name came up in my results ... Page 1 Consider (04/23)

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I Did It
So right after I blogged about Troy a few hours ago Michael happened to call to see if I'd gotten home from work safely and to check in on our baby. I told him what I was thinking and although he was half-asleep and has to be up for work in the early a.m. hours, he jumped out of bed and headed uptown with me to the Animal Medical Center. I won't know which way this whole thing is going to turn out for another day or two (there are a lot of variables and exploratory surgery could be in the cards), but I can go to sleep knowing that Troy's in the best hands the city has to offer and that he is finally getting some long-delayed nourishment. I just couldn't wait another second and even though it will be hard not having Troy home tonight, I think I will sleep better knowing a plan is in motion.
Does this look like the face of a kitty who is on his way out? I think not :-)
Earful
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8 1/2 Lives?
I'm sitting here with my kitty -- who (but for a few nibbles last Monday after a steroid shot) hasn't even in two weeks -- not knowing what to do. My vet thinks the end is near so I have an appointment for a 2nd opinion at a new vet this afternoon at 3 but part of me wants to jump in a cab right now (around midnight in the 212) and go to the 24-hour animal hospital on the Upper East Side, even though his condition is no better or worse (seemingly) than it was all week. The not-eating thing is undoubtedly very serious. But everyone says cats stop grooming when they're near death yet, as you can see, Troy is as fastidious as ever. My heart is broken and I'm so not sure what to do. How can people be parents of little human beings?


Sunday, April 22, 2007
Gay Al Isn't Feeling It ...
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The Great Clay Divide
It's pretty amazing how sure the experts are that Roger Federer is the greatest player of all time, yet the clay court dilemma haunts him just as it did his closest competitor, Mr. Pete Sampras. Martina Navratilova, a serve and volleyer, was able to win the French Open, twice, but the women's game doesn't have the same depth as the men's (it was much more that way when she won in the '80s), so there is still hope. And truthfully, Roger's situation is about the only thing that makes men's tennis somewhat compelling anymore -- will Roger ever get this monkey off his back? -- and even this isn't enough to sustain interest year-round. (AP)Posted by Kenneth Walsh at 1:42 PM 0 comments
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Friday, April 20, 2007
Developments
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Eric Dane Does Men's Health
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Friday Photologue
It finally dawned on me yesterday that the Starbucks I frequent in Chelsea is adjacent to a flophouse on 22nd Street. I always wondered why there were always so many people in there who were doing everything but drinking coffee. This charming couple decided to sit down next to Michael and me last night and watch a little boob tube, which just happened to be stored in their Hefty bag. When the woman's ass nearly knocked our coffees off the table, Michael politely asked her to be mindful of what she was doing. But moments later she announced to her paramour that she wanted to "get out of this place 'cause I don't care for the company." Well la-di-da. I hear the electrical outlet at Jamba Juice is in a way better location anyway.
I'm willing to learn any language this guy speaks.
I always started laughing when I saw someone wearing pants that were hanging around their knees, but it's 2007, kids. Enough already.
Nothing sets me off more than the gluttonous American obsession with "free food." It doesn't matter what it is -- week-old sandwiches at work, stale coffee, muffins from last week's meeting? -- if it's free, people will eat it. I'm no snob -- and I sure as hell am not rich -- but given the vast wealth and amount of food available in this country I just find it ridiculous that people act like a free meal is what will separate them from starvation. Free Ice Cream Cone Day at Ben and Jerry's takes this whole issue to another level. It's one thing to have "free food" handed to you. But for the life of me I don't understand why so many people are willing to wait in line for 60 minutes for a lousy $3 ice cream cone that they could easily buy for themselves any time they want. It started to rain cats and dogs and the line near work did not die down one bit. Grown men in business suits -- who probably make six- or seven-figure incomes willing to do whatever it takes for "free food." Honest to God -- what is wrong with people?
Thursday, April 19, 2007
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Photo Developments
In the aftermath of yesterday's post about the New York Post's digital doctoring of a photo from the Virginia Tech massacre, a number of things have come to my attention.
First of all, it turns out an award-winning photographer at the Toledo Blade, Allan Detrich, resigned from the staff earlier this month after admitting he did the exact same thing, digitally altering the content of a photograph that was published on The Blade's front page. A subsequent investigation found he'd altered 79 photos since January '07. The Blade's executive editor, Ron Royhab, took a strong stance on what Detrich did, even while many saw no problem with it:
Royhab wrote: Readers have asked us why this was such a big deal. What's wrong with changing the content of a photograph that is published in a newspaper? The answer is simple: It is dishonest. Journalism, whether by using words or pictures, must be an accurate representation of the truth. ... Honesty is the fundamental value in journalism. When a Blade reporter or photographer covers a news event, the newspaper and its readers expect an accurate record of the event. Reporters and editors are not allowed to change quotes or alter events to make them more dramatic. Photographers and photo editors cannot digitally alter the content in the frame of a photograph to make the image more powerful or artistic. ... This principle is widely recognized. In 1991, at the dawn of the digital age, the National Press Photographers Association adopted a "Digital Manipulation Code of Ethics," which all members are required to sign. ... It's impossible to make sense of why this happened, and we are embarrassed by it. But it is important that we are up front and honest with our readers.
(See examples of the digital alterations here.)
Next, I saw the mother of the young man in the now-famous photograph and learned that he is Kevin Sterne, 21, who is scheduled to graduate next month. Kevin is credited with saving his own life by employing his Eagle Scout skills to fashion a tourniquet on his twice-shot leg. Here's wishing him a speedy recovery. His remarkable story was detailed in an Associated Press article that ran in the Times Reporter yesterday (read here), which carried a big editor's note regarding public outcry over that photo of Kevin being carried away to safety. Ironically, the complaints had nothing to do with his exposed bits:
EDITOR’S NOTE: Some Times-Reporter readers complained about the use of the Kevin Sterne photo in Tuesday’s paper, believing that it was too graphic, or that the victim was dead, or that it was simply not in good taste. The photo, used on front pages around the world, also sparked reader concerns at other newspapers. The photo was examined carefully by editors at the Roanoke (Va.) Times and the Associated Press before it was cleared for use nationally and internationally to help tell the story of tragedy at Virginia Tech.
I wonder what the New York Post has to say about that.
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Thursday Ad Watch
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Emotional Roller Coaster
These last few weeks have included a number of extreme highs and lows. My friend Mary, along with her great sister Kristin, are in town and yesterday we all finally got together for lunch and an afternoon of shopping. We all met in college while working in the circulation department at the Arizona Republic/Phoenix Gazette back in the 1980s. They both wound up snagging and marrying the two hottest guys in the department (Rob and Rob) and have both gone on to have successful professional and family lives. (Oh, and they're both as gorgeous as ever.) It was so fun catching up with them. I can't remember the last time I laughed so hard. They're the kind of friends you don't see for years and the second you're together you pick right up where you left off.Spending time with them was a welcome relief to the heartbreaking scene back on the homefront. As regular readers know, my kitty, Troy, has not been well for quite some time. Just when I wondered what could be worse than his vomiting after every meal along came his abrupt refusal to eat or drink at all. On Monday I took him to the vet only to have them run yet another set of costly tests that still revealed no explanation for Troy's condition. Troy's dropped nearly 5 pounds in recent weeks (a huge percentage of his total body weight) and I've just been beside myself as he has become increasingly lethargic and withdrawn. Despite the grim-sounding situation, the vet swore up and down that by looking at and examining Troy he would say nothing was wrong with him at all. (He even went so far to say the 13-year-old critter didn't look a day over 8, which made me smile.) The not-eating part is a very bad sign, but the vet said Troy's continuing to groom himself was a positive sign. He then suggested a two- to three-day hospitalization so they could observe Troy, but when I told him I was reluctant to go down that route again he said we could try a steroid shot, something that usually has a positive effect even if it's only short-term. Later that day Troy ate/drank again and just as my optimism was lifting, these past 48 hours he's gotten worse than ever. Michael was stunned last night seeing the vacant look on Troy's face and how completely changed he was. I was beginning to think he might die right then and there and we considered taking him to the emergency room on the Upper East Side. He'd smack his lips together like he was thirsty, yet he'd go nowhere near his water bowl. As the night wore on I continued trying every trick in the book (treats, turkey, tuna, baby food), when a bowl full of tuna water (his favorite) suddenly got him excited again. A second bowl got him going a little later, then I even noticed him drinking regular water and nibbling on his food. It was a sight for sore eyes, for sure, and I'm just praying it's the beginning of another turnaround. I know he's used a good 7 or 8 of his lives by now, but I'm just praying for a little more time with my baby.
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
The Devil in Disguise
Here's a look at one of the photographs the gunman responsible for the shootings at Virginia Tech mailed to NBC News, along with other pictures, video and writings. Cho Seung Hui apparently took this photo that showed him preparing for the shootings, displaying his pistols, ammunition clips, a hunting knife, a hammer, and the clothing that he was to wear a couple weeks before the attack. The items were apparently sent between the two attacks on campus that killed 33 people, including himself. Truly disgusting. (WP)
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We Can't Handle the Truth?

NOTE TO RUPERT MURDOCH & CO.: You CAN'T go around Photoshopping news photos -- even of a crime victim's penis. Do you not understand how wrong this is?
If you're unclear (hint: it's dishonest), continue reading after the jump. ---->
Read my newest post on this topic here.
UPDATE: Here's an interesting bit of news that I'm just now hearing about. Allan Detrich, an award-winning Toledo Blade photographer, resigned from the staff April 7 after admitting he digitally altered the content of a photograph that was published on The Blade's front page. A subsequent investigation has found he's altered 79 photos since January '07 (see examples). (Romenesko)
(Photo by Alan Kim/Roanoke Times)
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Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Who's That Guy?
Was that "Real World" cutie Danny Roberts at the L.A. GLAAD awards over the weekend? I thought he was a New Yorker these days.UPDATE: My trusty readers tell me this Shawn Pyfrom, who plays Andrew Van de Kamp on "Desperate Housewives" (I don't watch that show!). Thanks for straightening me out. This kid is cute, huh?
The Day After
The Virginia Tech student identified as the assailant in Monday's deadly gun rampage was a South Korean immigrant who had been in the United States since 1992 and who held a green card signifying his status as a legal permanent U.S. resident, federal officials said Tuesday.
Cho Seung-Hui, a 23-year-old English major, was listed with a home address in Centreville, Va., a suburb of Washington, D.C., not far from Dulles International Airport.
Despite identifying the killer, little else is known about him. University officials said he lived in a dormitory on the Virginia Tech campus, but could shed no light on a motive for the shooting spree that left 33 dead. "He was a loner, and we're having difficulty finding information about him," said Virginia Tech spokesman Larry Hincker.
A long note found in his dorm room reportedly said, "You caused me to do this." I'm not sure who "you" refers to.
Latest information and updates available here. Story: (AP)
Barry Zito On Top
After an uncomfortably slow start this season, pitcher Barry Zito -- aka the 126-million dollar man -- finally got his first win as a Giant. Truth be told, I'd have loved him winless, but that's just me ... (SFC)Posted by Kenneth Walsh at 9:15 AM 0 comments
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Monday, April 16, 2007
Afternoon Delight
Jacked Up Queen for a Day The Scoop En (Men's) Vogue
And a little beach action, via JustJared.David Wright Gets Sweaty
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More to Be GLAAD About
While the New York GLAAD Awards were a "star"-studded event featuring, well, the Queer Eye guys, it seems the Los Angeles version was packed with real stars (sorry, boys).
The Vanguard Award went to Jennifer Aniston for her efforts to increase visibility and understanding of the lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender community (translation: partaking in a lezzie kiss on "Dirt" with that anorexic former co-star of hers, Courteney Cox). Not only did the former Mrs. Pitt take home a top honor, she also got a serious smooch from her "Good Girl" leading man, Jake Gyllenhaal , fresh off the gay rumor circuit (lucky bitch). Things stayed equally friendly afterward (see below).
"Grey's Anatomy" took home a writing award (I think Best On-Set Drama would have been more fitting) and tennis great Martina Navratilova was given the Stephen F. Kolzak Award (presumably for being a lesbian).
Other stars on hand at the Kodak Theatre included a dreamy Ben Affleck, Eva Mendes, Rachel Griffiths, America Ferrera, Rebecca Romijn, Matthew Rhys and Kate Walsh.(Story)Posted by Kenneth Walsh at 7:23 AM 0 comments
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Friday, April 13, 2007
Capturing the Spirit of John-John Kennedy



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Nearly everyone born in the post-Kennedy assassination generation agrees that the death of John F. Kennedy Jr. was our first brush with a national tragedy, one that felt like the loss of a family member. I'll bet you can remember where you were that fateful Friday afternoon, back in 1999, when you heard John-John's plane had gone missing, with his wife, Carolyn, and her sister Lauren Bessette on board. My friends Jay and Ed and I had just pulled up to their summer rental in Amagansett when we sensed something horrible was going on. The house, normally loud and rambunctuous on a sunny July afternoon in the Hamptons, was quiet as a funeral home. As we approached the sliding glass door, we could see a group of people glued to the television in silence. Never one to shy away from putting my foot in my mouth, I tried to liven things up a bit with a silly, "Are we at war or something?" (The irony of that seemingly over-the-top statement is not lost on me now.) No one said a word, much less a courtesy laugh. I don't think we left the house -- or the TV area -- that sad weekend.
The stylist Emmanuelle Alt along with photographers Inez van Lamsweerde and Vinoodh Matadin have captured the casual style that defined John-John in the new Vogue Hommes International, and the results are at times eerie and, of course, like the man who inspired the look, very sexy. Both John and his mother were like New York institutions, and their presence is greatly missed.
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Justin Chambers: 'Anatomy' of an Average Joe
You know you're in Hollywood when a man like Justin Chambers isn't even "the hot one" at his place of work. Maybe I need to rethink this not watching "Grey's Anatomy" thing ...Posted by Kenneth Walsh at 8:50 AM 0 comments
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Driving Miss Thing
My friend Leah wrote me this:I can't decide. Is the Styles section running out of things to write about, or is this really not so completely absurd? Gay cars? Is this something that has ever entered a conversation you had with someone? Just wondering.
lz
To which I promptly replied:
Let me put it to you this way: (see attached)
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'Everything's Gone Green' Premiere
I hear that tonight's New York City premiere of "Everything's Gone Green" at Landmark's Sunshine Cinema will feature a Q&A with the writer Douglas Coupland ("Generation X"), the director and the film's cast. I'm working late so I can't join the fun, but wanted to let other moviegoers in the (212) know so they can let me know what I missed.Thursday, April 12, 2007
Daddy Is a Lesbian
I understood perfectly when I received this press release letting me know that Steven Stanton, the Largo, Fla., city manager who was fired because he announced he was having a sex change, was going to be on "Larry King Live" tonight on CNN. I've been blogging about the married father of a teenage boy's ordeal for the past month, so I figured I'd been added to their "list." The confusion started when I realized the list to which I'd been added belonged to The National Center for Lesbian Rights. (Huh?) I want my mommy.When Lesbians Attack
James Franco Gets a 'Complex'
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Fight Club
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Get a Room
When I read a gay rumor about Jake Gyllenhaal in the Daily News' gossip section yesterday I kind of rolled my eyes and thought, here we go again, back to the land of Tom Cruise ...
Then I saw a photo of the boys in action and, well, I'm starting to think this Top Bottom Gun may have All the Right Moves after all ... 
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Remembering Rashawn Brazell
On my way home from work the other day I noticed an NYPD poster about Rashawn Brazell outside the subway station. I was sad to realize the authorities were no closer to finding the sicko who murdered and dismembered the young fashion student, but I was pleased that the police have no given up on this soon-to-be-labeled cold case. It's now been two years since the 19-year-old's body parts were found on subway tracks in NYC (Rashawn's head has never been found), so please, if you know something about this case, contact the NYPD at 1-800-577-TIPS (anonymous tipped are completely acceptable).
Last year I reported about his distraught mother, Desire Brazell-Jones, who said at the time: "I want who did this off the street, and I want the rest of my child. That's the bottom line." Please help her.
Information about a memorial fund for Rashawn is available here.
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Nappily Ever After
Living well truly is the best revenge: MSNBC has dropped its Imus simulcast while the Rutgers hos are heading to Oprah! Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Afternoon Headlines


David Wright Gets Waxed
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'Red Without Blue'
Move over, Arnold and Danny: Identical twins Mark and Alexander Farley are the subjects of "Red Without Blue," a new documentary that chronicles Alexander's transsexualism and its effects on the twins' relationship with each other and their family. The boys, now 23, led seemingly charmed lives until puberty saw their parents split and both boys come out of the closet, which did not exactly go over well in their native Montana. Drugs and sexual experimentation "spiraled out of control," and a joint suicide attempt led to a two and a half year forced separation of the brothers.
These days Mark is an art student in San Francisco and Alex lives as Clair in New York, although Mark certainly gives his sister a run for her money in the Big Lady competition.
The video below is the film's intriguing trailer, but it looks like I've missed all of the local screenings. I'm really hoping for a DVD release -- anyone know if this is going to happen? (Official Site) (MySpace)
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Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Mystery Wood
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My Heart (Occasionally) Belongs to Daddy

While COLT men aren't exactly my type, like most guys I can be in the mood for a daddy once in awhile. Somehow, though, I ended up on the COLT Studio mailing list -- and let me tell you they are very generous with what they show you in their mailings (forgive me for only posting the PG-13 shots). Perhaps they added me because of this posting ...Posted by Kenneth Walsh at 8:39 AM 0 comments
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Monday, April 09, 2007
Hot Bod
This isn't the first time NASCAR star Carl Edwards has caught my eye with that body on the cover of a magazine. I'm still reeling from this, about which "Late Late Show" host Craig Ferguson suggested Edwards' nipples were so far apart due to the high rates of speed at which Edwards often traveled. Posted by Kenneth Walsh at 9:10 AM 0 comments
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Just for Lesbians
A funny skit from "Mad TV."
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Sunday, April 08, 2007
Friday, April 06, 2007
Let's Hear It for the 'Boy'
Earlier this week I blogged about seeing the great new film "Boy Culture," directed by Q. Allan Brocka of "Eating Out" fame. Today I had the pleasure of having lunch with Matthew Rettenmund, who is the author of the book on which the movie is based. Matt -- who is a fellow Michigander and is hilarious -- proudly boasts that he "might be the only author in history to be absolutely happy with a movie based on his work" and it's easy to see why. (BTW: Michael's losing patience with my busy dating schedule. Earlier this week I had a coffee date with yet another hilarious Michigander, Frank Anthony Polito, the author of the upcoming "Band Fags!")First off, though, let me say that I am very wary of gay cinema. Let's face it, it's not every day that we go to the local art house theater and end up walking away having seen another "Parting Glances." The majority of gay flicks are pretty awful, more along the lines of the unwatchable "Testosterone" or "HellBent," and for this reason I've begun to have a gaping hole in my gay movie viewing resume after getting burned a number of times in the '90s. ("Billy's Hollywood Screen Kiss" was a bright exception from 1998.)
The author Matthew Rettenmund, right, with newcomer George Jonson, who plays Blondie.But I'm warming up to them again. Matt's modern spin on the world's oldest profession is just the right kind of material for Brocka, who was equally able to make the well-worn love triangle seem fresh again in "Eating Out." Brocka (along with Philip Pierce) adapted the book with believable dialogue, and he elicits strong performances from his principals. Derek Magyar is excellent as the cool as ice hustler X, who despite his no-nonsense approach to human contact finds that he can't stop himself from falling in love. Darryl Stephens is great as the roommate/object of X's affections, Andrew. In the book Andrew was not black and Matt told me that he was concerned when the producers went from keeping him very much in the loop to making this huge change to a main character without consulting him. Matt's concern was that the change would be "color blind" -- meaning just adding diversity for the sake of diversity. But when he saw that Andrew's being black actually became part of the story, he thought it really worked well. (Andrew's wisecracking little sister is reason enough to be OK with the shift if you asked me!) The only character that is miscast is Jonathon Trent as the trouble boy Joey. Trent is a great-looking guy, but his campy, over-the-top, bitchy queen ways do not jibe with who Joey is supposed to be -- a hot twink. It's kind of hard to imagine that X is doing everything in his power not to have sex with Joey. If anything you might think he'd want to deck him. That said, the Joey character does remind me of people I've known and in and of itself -- not comparing him to the one Matt wrote in the book -- is quite funny. (Look for Jonathan Trent next as Andrew Cunanan in "Fashion Victim.")
Despite this minor hiccup, the three roommates have great chemistry together that duplicates the familial relationship many gay men have with their friends, and you do find yourself pulling for each of them. Instead of walking out of this "gay flick" just happy that I didn't feel completely ripped off, I walked out really glad I'd gone. And if you've been around these types of movies for any length of time then you know what high praise that is.
For your convenience:
"Boy Culture" official MySpace page here (features cities and showtimes).
Writer Matthew Rettenmund's "Boy Culture" blog post here.
Buy the newly released movie tie-in version of the book here. (Sorry, despite the cover, the character Andrew is still not black in the text!)
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Morning Glory: Dominic Figlio
"Janice Dickinson Modeling Agency" superstar Dominic Figlio struts his stuff.Posted by Kenneth Walsh at 9:10 AM 3 comments
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Friday Photologue
With as many reality shows there are in the world I'm surprised I don't walk past "dates" with a camera crew more often. This shot was taken on Gansevoort en route to the delish (212) fave diner Florent.
I swear there was a mini-blizzard yesterday afternoon, yet you'd never know it by this photo taken in the midst of it all.
I did not need to see this.
It's not just my hallway, now the Cotton Swab Brigade has moved its forces to the Metropolitan Transit Authority system. Posted by Kenneth Walsh at 7:42 AM 0 comments
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Us Weekly Wrong? Get Out of Here!
Word has it that "The Hills" has been picked up by MTV for a third season, but don't expect the "huge Lauren-Heidi" feud that Us Weekly reported recently to keep Heidi off the show. According to Heidi's mom, Darlene Egelhoff, the whole article was made up.
As for Malibu's least wanted, Spencer Pratt: "Heidi and Spencer are all about the show. Spencer has given quite a lot of himself to MTV, and they aren't afraid to put themselves out there. But he's not a bad guy at all—that's all in the magic of editing. In fact, he adores Heidi and waits on her hand and foot, and she'd be with nothing less. Of course now it looks like, ew, why would you pick a slime bag over [Conrad], America's sweetheart? But it's not the reality. If things were the way they looked on TV, I would come to L.A. and take Spencer out myself."
(Read the full Radar interview here.)
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Thursday, April 05, 2007
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Wednesday, April 04, 2007
Sex Ed
In rural Louisiana, two 11-year-old girls, a 12-year-old boy and a 13-year old boy have been charged with obscenity for allegedly having sex in an unsupervised classroom in front of other students. An 11-year-old boy, the alleged lookout, was charged with being an accessory.
I love that they have to say that it was an unsupervised classroom. I guess these two 11-year-olds bring new meaning to the big easy. (AP)
Morning Glory: Benjamin
More photos after the jump. ---> Posted by Kenneth Walsh at 9:15 AM 0 comments
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Out Ranks Gays in Order of Gayness
Want to know who the 50 "top gays" in America are? I'll give you a hint: you don't need to be out to be on Out magazine's nifty little to-do list. (NewYork) Posted by Kenneth Walsh at 8:50 AM 1 comments
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Tuesday, April 03, 2007
I HEART My Friends
From: Alisa Gumbs
To: Kenneth Walsh
Date: Tue, 3 Apr 2007 13:46:14 -0400
Subject: this is SO kenneth in the 212
i don't even have to say anything ...
Hede: First woman faces death penalty in S.D. (AP)
Followed by:
From: Alisa Gumbs
To: Kenneth Walsh
Date: Tue, 3 Apr 2007 14:18:01 -0400
Subject: RE: this is SO kenneth in the 212
It wasn't until i clicked on the story that i found out this is not the person facing the death penalty -- but she is a woman (or so they say). then i kept reading and out came the lesbian love triangle, the fact that they're all deaf, the chainsaw receipt. you couldn't have written a better story.
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Gay or 'The Bachelor'?
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Nut Wood: KC Armstrong


Before he vanished into a Newport Beach, Calif., rehab facility after having some sort of breakdown, KC Armstrong was the highlight of "The Howard Stern Show." These days, the hunky former college football player turned gay icon is doing stand-up comedy. Check out his MySpace profile for details here. Posted by Kenneth Walsh at 9:10 AM 3 comments
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Among the Crazies, an Officer and a Gentleman
So I happened to get off work early last night and caught most of "The Bachelor: An Officer and a Gentlemen." I hadn't set my DVR to record it, but I'm certainly reconsidering a season pass after last night's painstakingly wonderful premiere.Seemingly out of nowhere Token Asian Tina decided the surest way into her military man's heart was to serenade him with an a Capella version of "The Star-Spangled Banner." Michael and I thought
Then this
And finally we met Lindsay. A tad chubby with some jacked-up teeth, Lindsay was in no mood for anything. First she was pissed that Andy gave Stephanie T. his first rose, calling her "kind of heinous." Then when Blakeny fell off her bar stool, Lindsay laughed at her, prompting a full-on bitchfest. In the end, though, Andy didn't give Lindsay a rose and that sent her running out of the house without waiting for the official sendoff. With her heels in her hands she announced to the camera crew that she was "through." "There's nothing left for me here." (No shit.) Then she started crying and screaming that Andy obviously wanted fake chicks with blond hair and fake boobs. When the other rejected girls finally made it outside to the Island of Misfit Reality Stars, Lindsay went from sad to angry, screaming: "And you know what? Truth be told, he’s short, and his head is big, and his teeth look fake." Girl may be ugly but she isn't stupid.Posted by Kenneth Walsh at 8:54 AM 0 comments
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Monday, April 02, 2007
In Full Swing
The much-maligned Major League hottie Carl Pavano is looking good in the Yankees' opening game today ...Posted by Kenneth Walsh at 2:30 PM 3 comments
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Blue Gremlin
Around the newsroom where I work they're known as "Kenneth stories." If someone's been murdered, molested or victimized in some horrible way, I'm the go-to person. Although normally you would think people would be a little creeped out by someone who "likes" to edit these things, most seem to accept that I possess nothing more than a hyperactive sense of morbid curiosity, so they find my interest in the criminal mind more amusing than anything else.
Lucky for me one of my favorite co-workers is a fellow crime junkie. We can talk for hours on end about unsolved mysteries, serial killers and infamous murder cases. With "Zodiac" month behind us, recently we got going again when Mike told me he'd seen a rerun of Stone Phillips' prison interview with Jeffrey Dahmer back in the day. Later he asked me if I was familiar with the Loeb and Leopold case. He described how when he was quite young he became completely intrigued with the tale of Richard Loeb and Nathan Leopold Jr., the gay lovers who kidnapped and murdered a child in the early 1920s for kicks. (I had actually heard of the movie about these men, "Swoon," but didn't even realize it was a true story.) Later, Jack the Ripper interested him and he's never looked back.
Then he asked me if I had any idea where my fascination came from.
Indeed, I explained, I did:
When I was in little boy growing up in the Detroit suburb of Madison Heights, Michigan, there was a serial child killer on the loose. Known as the Oakland County Child Killer (and sometimes Oakland County Child Molester), all of Hiller Elementary lived in absolute terror for years as this lunatic managed to lure kids into his grip, seemingly in broad daylight in crowded areas. Was he a clergyman? A police officer? Everyone wondered how he could abduct so many children without anyone noticing. Each week we'd have a new DON'T GO WITH STRANGERS seminar, with filmstrips and corresponding badges and handouts. While most of the kids trembled at the mere mention of the subject, I found myself completely intrigued, often engaging my teachers in lengthy discussions about the case. Not a lot happened in my neck of the woods, so a real-life serial killer felt more like watching a scary than something to be really afraid of.
It didn't help calm my imagination much that the killer reportedly drove a blue AMC Gremlin with a white racing stripe -- exactly like my former second-grade teacher's car. Miss Blackburn was kind of a man -- what else might she be hiding? I can still remember cutting out all of the articles from the Oakland Tribune and the Detroit Free Press, and studying the profiles of the killer's numerous victims, kids whose lives appeared to be just like mine. Even while relaying this story to my co-worker, I could still readily recall some 30 years later several of the children's names -- like Timothy King, Kristine Mihelich, Jill Robinson and Mark Stebbins -- who seemed like they could have been my friends.
The Oakland County Child Killer was known for meticulously "caring" for his victims, whom the police believe were alive with their abductor for a few days before the end. When Timothy King's mom went on television and mentioned that she looked forward to his safe return so she could get him his favorite dinner, Kentucky Fried Chicken, the medical examiner later determined that Timmy had chicken in his stomach at the time of his death. His victims were always bathed and dressed, with manicured fingernails. For this reason he was sometimes called The Babysitter, although having cared for children in my early teens this name seemed rather odd as I doubt killing the children – although frequently tempting given how bratty most of my “clients” were -- would have been acceptable to anyone.
So while all the normal kids were busy being afraid of the killer, with the mere sight of a blue Gremlin driving past the playground sending children running and screaming in a panic, I spent a huge part of my time fantasizing that he would abduct me. Having seen Linda Blair's tour de force performance in the classic made-for-television movie "Sweet Hostage" a couple years earlier, I knew that the best way to deal with a deranged kidnapper was to befriend him. (Admittedly she f**ked her way into the good graces of her abductor, played by a young Martin Sheen, but you get the idea.) And then once I had the Oakland County Child Killer’s trust, I would be shrewd and clever enough to escape and then quickly race to the authorities to get him arrested, putting an end to this monster's reign of terror. Talk about glamorous! I couldn't wait to be on the news -- or maybe even "Good Morning America" with Nancy Dussault and David Hartman -- and be lauded as a hero. I used to practice what I'd say talking into my mom's Goody hair brush, always giving answers that made me seem brave but never cocky about my actions. (Why did you do it, Kenny? "It was just something I felt I had to do." Were you scared at all, Kenny? I was only scared that this monster would remain free to harm other children.")
Despite my hours of planning, though, there was still one thing standing in the way of me and my heroic effort. Although the killer was definitely in the area, he never bothered to venture into Madison Heights to find his victims. All of that changed one night in 1977 when my mom and stepdad happened to ask me if I wanted to go to the movies with them. At first when they said they were headed to see the remake of "King Kong" I wasn't very excited, until they mentioned that they were seeing it at the Berkley Theatre. In an instant a plan was hatched in my mind: The Berkley was on 12 Mile and Robina -- just a few blocks from the 7-11 on 12 Mile and Oakshire where Kristine Mihelich had been abducted earlier that month. If the killer wouldn't come to me, I thought, I'll go to him. My stomach was filled with butterflies as we drove to the theater in my stepdad's black Malibu Classic, my anticipation nearly unbearable. As we approached the theater I quickly scoured the parking lot and adjoining streets looking for his blue Gremlin, but saw nothing. Inside the show I panned the crowd looking for anyone suspicious. I was 9 years old, but I felt like I was a mature 12 and I knew what needed to be done. During the film I discreetly excused myself to use the bathroom -- alone -- in the hope that I would find him and he would make his move. Those other kids may not have known what was going on, but I did. And now it was time for him to pay for his crimes. Outside the auditorium, the bathroom and lobby were empty but for an usher or two, and much to my dismay getting abducted was not in the cards that night -- or any other. Instead I watched a crappy movie with my parents, which in turn led to the beginning of my long-term love affair with Jessica Lange. (Three years later I would notice her again in "How to Beat the High Cost of Living" at Universal City with my best friend, Mark.)
By the end of 1977 four kids were thought to be definite victims of the Oakland County Child Killer, and at least four others were strongly suspected. But by the time my family moved to Phoenix in early 1979 the killings had long since stopped, and no arrests were ever made. So here I was with my co-worker pal the other day telling him this story when naturally I Googled the topic to see if anything had happened since I'd last looked at some microfiche while working at The Orange County Register in the early 1990s. Suddenly, there it was: to my complete and utter shock an arrest had been made in Ohio and that very week a guy named Ted Lamborgine opted to plead guilty to 15 sex-related charges involving boys during the 1970s instead of accepting a plea bargain that would have allowed him to only plead guilty to just two charges -- on the condition that he agree to take a polygraph test regarding the unsolved Oakland County Child Killer cases. (I got chills when I read this.) When Lamborgine chose a guaranteed life in prison over this sweetheart-if-you’re-innocent deal, the prosecutor Robert Moran was quoted as saying, "I can’t in my wildest dreams imagine why he wouldn't cooperate."
Although it's unlikely anyone will ever be tried for the heinous crimes that brought my old neighborhood to its knees, it appears that we may finally know who the Oakland County Child Killer is, and that he is where he belongs, safely behind bars for life. While I don’t really believe in the supernatural or anything like that, I also don’t believe it was a coincidence that I happened to revisit this case the same week Lamborgine was in court on charges related to these crimes. I'm very happy for the victims' families that this day has finally come, although I would be lying if I didn't say that I wish he had been caught back in his heyday, and in a high-profile way. The monster in the blue Gremlin didn't deserve to live freely for another 30 years, and for that the junior detective in me will never forgive myself. I feel like I’ve spent the last three decades keeping an eye on sickening cases like this, subconsciously waiting just in case he finally slipped up. I only hope that now when I hear about “Kenneth stories” I will be able to realize they’re not really Kenneth stories anymore at all. (Detnews)
*(I was so obsessed with "Sweet Hostage," in fact, that I had written a similar treatment of my own that my Jody doll used to act out: sadly, the cleverly titled "Let Me Go" starring Jennifer Michaels never even made it into pre-production.)
'Bachelor' Party Tonight

My friend Jay has great taste in men, so when he sent me this e-mail about the newest incarnation of "The Bachelor," I was excited, although I thought the details sounded very familiar:
"Did you see the new bachelor? He's a navy doctor and kind of hot although he's young and blonde. Kennedy-esque looks and a bit of an overachiever."
Turns out ABC released information on Bachelor No. 10 -- Andy Baldwin -- last year, and I blogged about it then, but the show actually starts tonight (Monday) at 9:30 ET.
While I agree with Jay that our new hero is kinda hot, regrettably I do have to say that in some photos Andy looks a tad bit more Bobby Kennedy than John-John. I guess we'll just have to tune in to be sure.

More photos after the jump. --->
Previously: Bachelor No. 10: Andy Baldwin
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Serbian Idol

Novak Djokovic succeeded where Roger Federer failed, beating Argentine qualifier Guillermo Canas 6-3, 6-2, 6-4 on Sunday to win the Sony Ericsson Open in Key Biscayne, Florida. With his first ATP Masters Series title, the slender Serb became the youngest men's champion in the tournament's 23-year history. The 19-year-old celebrated his victory with a trip to the stands to hug his parents, followed by a mini-striptease on court. Djokovic will improve to a career-high No. 7 in the rankings today and is clearly letting it be known that he is a force to be reckoned with.
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Edie Sedgwick: Girl on Fire
The Museum of the Moving Image has an Edie Sedgwick film festival of sorts going on right now, featuring "Poor Little Rich Girl," "Restaurant," "Vinyl," "Space," "Outer and Inner Space," "Kitchen," "Afternoon," "Beauty No.2," "Horse" and what would be her final work, "Ciao! Manhattan" (finished posthumously). As Andy Warhol's muse and New York's "It girl" of 1965, Sedgwick appeared in nearly all of Warhol’s films that year. "Edie was incredible on camera -- just the way she moved," said Warhol. "She was all energy. She didn't know what to do with it when it came to living her life, but it was wonderful to film."
The venue being in Queens coupled with all of the screenings being held on the weekend (when I work) means it's unlikely I will get to see any of these, although I'd kill to finally see "Beauty No. 2." The Web site calls says: "In her most complex, playful performance, Sedgwick flirts in bed with Gino Piserchio -- and the camera -- while responding to jealous insults from an off-screen Chuck Wein; Gerard Malanga looms by the bed, watching." But my understanding is that Warhol goaded Edie's art-school pal Wein into asking her about the sexual abuse she was subjected to by her father, which elicits a raw response that makes today's "reality" television look like a well-oiled Broadway show. (Official site)Posted by Kenneth Walsh at 7:10 AM 1 comments
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