I love tennis. It has long been the only sport I can endure to watch on television. Growing up, quite out of character, I welcomed NBC’s mid-summer preemption of “Days of our Lives” in lieu of Wimbledon – an exchange of one sweaty drama for another. In 1993, I was 16, Pete Sampras and Steffi Graf won Wimbledon, and I was going to marry Steffi while having an affair with Pete.
Way back in January when the year was young and everything was new again (again), I answered the call of a rainbow tweet, and the months since have seen my name skyrocket from relative obscurity to supreme upper-tier obscurity, relatively. I’m speaking, of course, of my ongoing tenure as a columnist for PhillyGayCalendar.
If you haven’t been down East Passyunk Avenue lately, you probably are unaware of a quiet revolution under way in South Philly. Under the noses of the old Italian families who have defined the character of this part of the area, the old neighborhood has gotten more multiethnic, more diverse, and maybe even just a bit more upscale.
I was guest at an event on Easter called 101 Temptation. It was hosted by none other than PhillyGayCalendar and NightLifeGay.
It takes quite a lot to get me to battle the seething breeders of South Street, especially on a weekend, but Rich Rubin makes it all worth while.
“Laughing my ass off” has a whole new meaning.
Miss Information is back! Now you might ask yourself, what would draw Miss Information back to writing again – well cute boys of course! NightLifeGay is holding it’s 3rd Annual Mr Gay Philadelphia contest on April 18. Sexy local boys from around the area will compete to wear the crown of Mr Gay Philadelphia and head to LA to represent our loving city for the national competition.
“The girth of my penis is just four inches, so I cannot wear a condom. So I am not able to do safe sex. What should I do?”
With the financial collapse, it isn’t a huge surprise to see people start to leave for more stable positions. But rarely will you see a socially-conscious banker leave the industry to sing about peace. Yes, peace. The last thing most people find on the floors of the New York Stock Exchange.
Reasons why gay culture should not fade away when we still need it. For if that happens, where will future gay generations turn to when they go looking for who they are and where they belong?