Remember when I blogged about my mom getting knocked down by a golf cart earlier this month -- at the hand foot of my 19-month-old niece, Ally? Well, as it happens it was in the midst of a photo op (can you tell that I'm related to these people -- it's always picture time!). And if you look very closely you'll see behind my nephew, AJ, his tiny little sister is the one pushing on the pedal, which in turn sent my mom -- clearly surprised by the cart's sudden movement -- to the pavement and later to the operating room for extensive surgery on her right wrist. As bad as I feel for my mom, I have to say this is going to make a great story one day for little Ally: "Remember the time you broke Grandma?" ...
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Music Box: Marilyn
This was the year before I went all Trapper KeepersLike many gay people growing up during the '80s, the new wave explosion was a welcome escape from the boy-girl society around us, a convenient way to hide our sexuality behind the fashions and styles of the time. (I'm not sure what I'd have done, say, in the '70s or '90s.) And with each passing year someone new came along to push the boundaries. From Visage, Culture Club and Eurythmics to Haysi Fantayzee and Dead or Alive. But of all the artists of that gender-bender era, none garnered my affections the way Marilyn did.
I'll never forget seeing the 12" single of his debut song, "Calling Your Name," in the bin at Zia Records on Mill Avenue in Tempe, Ariz., with his glamorous blond dreadlocks tossed to the side, perfect makeup and his exposed chest. After tearing up the U.K. charts with that one he never had another real hit even in his homeland, so the singles and subsequent album, "Despite Straight Lines," were never even released here in the states. But that didn't stop me from snatching up every new thing he released (my friend Laura Thomas even had the picture disc of "Cry and Be Free" with the rare b-side "Running" on it, which I promptly taped!) and every No. 1 magazine and Smash Hits that he appeared in. (That's him in the bottom lefthand corner of my English folder from Dobson High. Can you name the others?) Was I sexually attracted to Marilyn? No. But I was definitely drawn to him in some strong way. Looking back I think it was his ability to have enough self-confidence to be who he was with no apologies that made me admire him, despite his increasingly obvious lack of musical abilities. (His outsider within the group of outsiders status was certainly something I related to, too.) When Boy George brought the era to life in the show "Taboo"a few years ago it was Marilyn's biting oneliners that stole the show, of course. And every so often I'll dust off my homemade Marilyn CD of everything he ever released (none of which ever made the leap to the digital age officially) and play it with fond memories of the pretty boy who wasn't afraid to be himself.
"Calling Your Name"
"Baby U Left Me (in the Cold)"
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Morning Wood: Nic Haas



Talk about your renaissance man: sexy Nic Haas is former college wrestler, Air Force man, writer, actor and adult entertainment entrepreneur. Learn more about this Jack of all trades over at Connex24.7.Page 1 Consider (07/30)


Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Afternoon Delight: Lee Kholafai



Because last week's helping of Lee Kholafai just wasn't enough. (Photos by Aron Norman)Visit Lee's blog here.
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