This morning on the radio I heard an interesting little tid bit. Firstly it brought to mind the absurd things that people get financial grants to actually study, especially considering all the more urgent issues at hand in the world. Secondly it highlighted the vast differences between men and women.
The study was all about when men and women are at their most happy. Women were most happy when they were having a meal with their friends or playing with their puppy yet men were at their most happy while on the internet. What the? Don’t we guys know how to socialise face to face anymore? My god, that fact scares me more than just a bit.
Thanks to brilliant Aussie photographer, James Houston for the photos
Tonight was the last class of the term for aerial silks which is a bit of bad timing because in about 3 weeks I have my first ever public performance. The Lifesavers with Pride are having a fundraising party at Slide nightclub on October 3rd and I’m doing a silks show. Tonight, being the last class of term, we performed our routines for each other. At the start of the class we practiced and I was worried because I couldn’t muster the energy to get through the routine but after a rest and a bit more stretching I managed to pull it off quite well I think.
Every now and then I’ll get a comment on some of my online profile photos. Guys say things like “love the speedos”, or “man I love speedos too”. Apparently there are lots of guys into speedos out there. For me, I see speedos or my preference, aussiebums, as a functional item of clothing to be worn when necessary. I guess that comes from doing swimming training every day through summer all the way through my childhood and teenage years.
It gets me thinking, just like the guys with shots of themselves from belly button to mid thigh in 7 different pairs of football shorts, it’s a really focussed sexual niche. I’m always intrigued by what turns other people on. Like straight women getting off on gay porn, men into being tied up etc. I guess hearing other peoples fetishes is a mild one of mine.
Next Saturday night some friends of mine are having a drag party and you can’t get in unless you dress up. I’m always up for a fancy dress party and think it’s going to be a great night. I’ve kinda gone all out for my ensemble. A friend is making me a totally wild outfit and I’ve just been to get a wig, fishnets, stick on nails and false eyelashes. This afternoon I’m hoping to sort out the shoes (the higher the heel the closer to god, right?) and on the evening of the party I’m getting my makeup done properly.
Not too long ago I saw a guy’s profile on a gay chat site that said “If you wear deep V-neck t-shirts or consider drag queens among your friends, then I’m not interested.” Well buddy, I think you need to get over your issues with being gay and just enjoy life however you see fit. Sure, I don’t understand the compulsion to go out in drag on a regular basis, but for a party and a great laugh, you can’t beat it. You get away with murder in fancy dress, you can be anyone you like and because you aren’t yourself you might let those inhibitions drop.
Next weekend I’ll introduce you to my drag persona, being unleased properly for the full time. She’s shocking and ferocious!
DNA’s new issue is out with the very tasty Bryan Thomas inside and on the front cover. This guy has such a hot body and looks fantastic all wet in the shower too! We all know I love a man in the shower. As usual with DNA there is a bunch of other really great stuff inside, but I got distracted for a bit.
What a great way to start the day, finding out that our openly gay Olympic diver, Matthew Mitcham has taken out gold in the 10m platform diving competition over night, putting an end to the ideas of a chinese clean sweep of the diving pool. I watched the semi finals yesterday and Matthew was in spectacular form. According to this report, Matthew had a couple of dodgy early dives in the finals but came back with several tens to take out the competition! Congratulations Matthew, we are so proud. I’m even more proud that you can stand up and publicly thank your partner Lachlan, and that it’s not sensationalised!
Update: Here’s the Youtube version of the video that was here earlier. Hopefully now everyone will be able to watch it.
My flatmate and I had another one of our Thai take away and DVD nights last night. I went and collected dinner and chose the movies. We are always keen to give gay cinema a chance but it so routinely craps all over itself. Last night was no exception. I hired three DVD’s, two gay ones, one of those French, the other from the US. The French one was just a shambles. A guy comes out, then for some reason sleeps with his now ex-girlfriend, who then bitches that he doesn’t look at her the same way he look at the guys he shags. No shit sherlock! The U.S. movie was so filled with cliches it was ridiculous. The over-the-top party boy slut, the very earnest and quiet monogamous couple, who are so boring it hurts, the fag hag, the lying rent boy, and the serious colleague who tries to challenge everything the slut believes in. It’s so good that we are making such progress in our portrayals on film. No wonder we have right wing religious folks condemning us to hell… it’s actually because of our bad cinema.
The third movie was an Australian movie called Gabriel. About Arch Angels coming to earth to fight it out with the fallen dark angels. It tried to be the matrix. It tried to be underworld, it tried to be intellectual. It was none of those things. It did however have Andy Whitfield as Gabriel in the lead role. He was far from the worst actor in the movie and damn if he wasn’t hella pretty to look at. The former model was the best thing in the movie, but sadly that’s not saying much.
Update: Sorry Yani, good point. The French one was called “You’ll get over it” or something and yes he had a brother who was a boxer. The U.S. one was “Four letter word”. The only good thing about that one was seeing David from Someone in a Tree in the nude yoga scene.
Some time ago I posted an appeal for help in the case of Matthew Leveson who disappeared after a night out in Sydney and still hasn’t been found. Police have now dismissed all other possibilities including hate crime, and arrested Matthew’s 45 year old boyfriend, Michael Peter Atkins.
The two had been living together and romantically involved for a year before the 20 year old disappeared. Police arrested Mr Atkins at his Cronulla home and it seems that he failed to appear in court today for some reason.
I hope for the family’s sake some day they find out where their son is and that he can be laid to rest properly. If anyone has any information relating to this case, please contact the police.
At the risk of inspiring another barrage of pro/con religion comments the pilgrims are departing Sydney but according to this article, those pilgrims that hang around for the weekend can have half price entry into the annual Sexpo saying that if they are being urged to procreate as God saw fit, then they need to become more relaxed about sex.
Rumour has it, and that’s all it is as far as I know, that some of the pilgrims may already be relaxed or there’s a whole lot of confessing going on. Reports have filtered my way of Sydney’s CBD gay sauna “357″ was packed to the rafters with all sorts of pilgrim-like creatures going at it 2 by 2, just like on the ark, or even more by more. Call it heresy or heresay I’m inclined to believe it.
My lesbian flatmate often chat over morning coffees about relationships etc. Today we ended up on penis size.
How often have we gay boys unwrapped something only to be a little disappointed with things coming up short of expectations? I’m no insatiable size queen but there are times when you really crave a Big Mac. The online dating world is renowned for it’s misleading nature. You know how the story goes, his profile says large or extra large and you order in. He arrives on your doorstep and it may come with cheese but it’s no quarter pounder, but more like a kids happy meal. Thoroughly underwhelming.
So we came up with a penis register idea. At the age of 18, every boy has to go into the Central Penis Registry where he’ll be helped to achieve his full potential, and at 18 that shouldn’t be too difficult, let’s face it. Then a standardised measuring will occur, and to those internet guys that say “extra large” when it’s clearly not, you do NOT measure from your butt hole. Then all prospective future dates will be directed to the registry to look up their date to see if he’s been misleading. I think it’s got potential.
This is the trailer to a new movie called “Watch Out”. Matt Riddlehoover plays a guy who is basically in love with himself to the exclusion of all others. I know a few guys in Sydney like that, I wonder if they have blow up dolls with their photo on the face?
I watched “Shelter” this afternoon, starring Trevor Wright as Zach an artist who has sacrificed huge things to help his self absorbed sister look after her son. He finds himself in love with his best mate’s older brother who challenges him to go after what he really wants. It’s a beautifully told story and rings fairly true as a coming out tale.
Brad Rowe plays his love interest and does a good job although he seemed to be too hesitant in the love scenes. I cried a few times in the movie, first when Sean kisses Zach for the first time. It all just seemed so natural and right. As someone that constantly holds out hope for good gay cinema but is frequently disappointed, I was really happy with the way this movie was handled, even if they did use the same footage of Zach pushing his surfboard under a wave about 3 times!
For those of you that are in the U.S. the Logo channel is running a special segment on the gay lifesavers and our participation in the Mardi Gras parade. I’ll find out more about when it’s running and keep you posted.
A few months ago I was one of four people in a music video that was a pretty wild and sexy afternoon. It was also very messy. The video we shot will apparently never make it to air on television because it’s a bit too racy for the music label execs. If my mother ever saw this video she would be torn between happiness and shock. Happy because I’m kissing a girl and licking her nipples etc, but sad because a) I’m doing the same to another guy as well, and b) because I’m doing it publicly. Oops.
Update: Someone has deleted it from Youtube or flagged it as inappropriate. I’ve put it on to dailymotion. We’ll see what happens now.
