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.
“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?
For some reason when ever I think of that name the song Young American by David Bowie, but that’s a personal issue. The Ugly American [formerly La Vigna] is out of the way so you won’t just wonder by the place when you’re down town shopping or out bar hopping on a Saturday night.
I’ve head the name 12th Air Command so many times in the years I’ve been wondering Philadelphia. Everyone has something to say about the place. I’ve mostly heard horror stories about it. I was excited to go there having built up this huge idea of what the place was based on hear say
I’ve been with my girlfriend for a little over a year and we get along great. She’s really smart and cool and is an incredibly talented designer and seamstress. I’m constantly blown away by how creative and thoughtful she is. Sounds perfect, right? Except our sex life is awful. She wants it the exact same – every single time. What can I do?”
I descend on 17th and Chancellor at 10:30 looking either ridiculously ferocious or ferociously ridiculous, in a pin-striped fedora and a pair of oversized silver-colored frames that would make even Sir Elton John revolve in his hairpiece. Find out what happens next
Camac Martini Bar is a beautiful little spot located in the heart of Philly’s Gayborhood. The front of the building is a little bit misleading, from the appearance of the dark glass windows you might think it was a classic Philly dive, but when you walk in the door you’re immediately greeted by the glorious smell of brick oven Pizza and scented candles.