It's soooo stupid! But yes, I'm totally wetting my pants over the new trailer for Harold and Kumar Escape From Guantanamo Bay. As a swarthy gay arab who once got called "Osama" in Ohio (and "Apu" in Utah), I feel it's my honor-bound duty. Plus I'm kinda hot for both of them. Read more »
Doesn't it sometimes seem like the world is working against you? It's bad enough those days when you wake up feeling like shit for no reason, but it really sucks when things just get worse from there. And it's always their fault, isn't it? The dickhead at the liquor store forgets to stock your brand of cigarettes. Some yuppie in a fancy car nearly runs you off the road. Your manager fires you, your landlord evicts you, your friends diss you. Sometimes other people are just too much to bear. Don't you wish you could just make them all disappear for a while? Read more »
Huddled under your soul blankets? Buffeted about, as Dante wrote of the damned lustful in The Inferno, in hell's crosswise winds like a human kite? Take comfort in the immortal stylings of the one-and-only Ann Peebles, goddess of honkytonk R&B, baby. Read more »
SUPER EGO "You know, I like to sit around in my hotel room after the show in my bra and panties and say to somebody, 'Get me a Rémy Martin with a water back, goddamn it! Thank you.' I know they like it, and I do too."
OK, I wish my life were like that I'm allergic to cheap cognac but holy crap. Read more »
Imagine our grandfatherly gay delight at the megaspectacle promised by the approaching SF Symphony's holiday show: a big screen showing of The Wizard of Oz accompanied by a live symphony orchestra! Imagine!
Let's hope the piccolos don't drown out those flying monkeys ...
This event is looking to be super-popular, so get your tix now! Oh! And come dressed as your favorite character -- there'll be a contest in the lobby! Read more »