Monday, April 28, 2014
Lights Out for Giovanni's Room
Very sad to read that Giovanni's Room, aka the oldest gay bookstore in America, will be closing May 17. Philadelphia Gay News reports that owner Ed Hermance announced his plans for retirement in the fall -- planning to sell both the business and the two buildings it encompasses -- but that a potential sale agreement he announced recently fell through when the buyer could not come up with enough money to finalize the deal. A sad but seemingly inevitable day: If you recall, this was a plotline on "Will & Grace" 10 years ago.
Read HERE.
It's with this in mind that I am delighted to announce that my first New York City book signing will be held Saturday, June 7 at the Bureau of General Studies - Queer Division, the city's only remaining LGBT bookstore. Complete details coming soon!
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books,
bookstores,
memoirs,
Wasn't Tomorrow Wonderful?
50 Ways to Heave Your Lover
Paul Simon and wife Edie Brickell were holding hands as they appeared in court today over the Saturday dispute at their New Canaan, Conn., home, in which the two apparently shoved each other during an argument and Brickell’s mother called police. A judge let the two leave without putting in place a protective order. The couple is due back in court May 16. Read HERE.
Kramer vs. Kramer
New York Times columnist Frank Bruni writes that with HBO's adaptation of "The Normal Heart," a complicated hero gets his due:
I dreaded Larry Kramer, and sometimes I even detested Larry Kramer, but always — always — I knew that he was on the side of the angels and that we needed him there, in all his unappeasable and obnoxious glory.Read HERE.
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ACT UP,
AIDS,
Larry Kramer,
the normal heart
Double Agent Fees
Some 44 years after its original publiclication, ‘To Kill a Mockingbird’ will become an e-book. The long-awaited edition, as well as an audio version read by Sissy Spacek, will be released July 8, according to HarperCollins. Could Harper Lee's clever agent be behind this exciting news?
'Hung' Up on Slobodan Zivojinovic
Although blogging inevitably leads to a lot of hecklers, it's the thoughtful readers who make it all worthwhile, like this gentlemen who saw that I included Slobodan Zivojinovic on my list of the 100 Hottest Male Tennis Players of the Open Era. Something tells me I'd have ranked him much higher than No. 51 had I know this!
Subject: HA read your blog about Slobodan Zivojinovic
I was a USTA linesperson calling lines at the River Oaks Red Clay tourney in Houston when I first saw him in action--mid 80's maybe. I was supposed to be calling lines for Aaron Krickstein and whoever he was playing but BOBO was in the adjacent court. Not only the biggest dick, probably in Tennis History but he wore nothing under those poly shorts. He had an extremely distracting habit of hopping up and down when receiving. His dick, which had to be 7 thick and heavy inches soft, had a life of its own in there--Long after he stopped moving IT was still bouncing nearly dropping below the hem of his shorts on the downswing (they were short shorts!) . He also had an ass that was definition of 'high and tight'. AS distracting going as coming. Fortunately the head Ump was a Dyke and she had some insight and perhaps "sympathy" for my dilemma. After a McEnroe worthy tirade from Aaron, aimed my way for a deservedly bad call, she pulled me off lines whenever Zivojinovic was "in play". Obviously my calling lines for bodan was not even on the table :-)
Those days tennis players weren't under tight security, and showers, saunas etc were available for all working an event like River Oaks. Bobo knew exactly just how "talented" he was and he had no hesitation to let the rest of the world know it too. He paraded that thing around the lockers in no hurry to even wrap a towel around himself--giving a whole new definition to "Big Swinging Dick". EVERYONE, noticed--pretty imposible not to. Especially the other competing pros** took particular care NOT to seem to notice--but they all did. I remember leaving at about 8:30 and Slobodan who wasn't at all known was by himself, with all his gear, waiting for a cab--probably to some motel. How hard was it not to offer him a ride to anywhere he might want to go! My home was 5 minutes away. lol Major events like US Open and Wimbledon they simply would let him swing that thing free for National Broadcast. NO VIDEO RECORDS! Favorite Player is Now NOLE and there has been some controversy between the Djokovic family and Slobodan over Davis cup. He sure didn't keep his looks--but he WAS once an incredible petty boy (all 6'6" of him), sexy, funny, super butch in a boyish way--and YES Dick of Death which he showed off fully aware but also with a kind of innocence. Married some real skank and quickly went to pot. Total waste.
**River Oaks is normally a very exclusive Private Lawn and Tennis club.At 50, Bobo isn't much to look at. But it appears that "real skank" gave him an awfully hot son:
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