Madonna, Gaga, Sylvester, too/Cole Porter, we love you...
Here are the links from my original post, arranged somewhat thematically or at least for flow.
There are 150ish videos that follow, so prepare for a long load time.
Again, feel free to tell me what am I missing, in both senses of the question...
Mitt Romney is a joke. Unfortch, he has no sense of humor.
What Republicans REALLY think of Mitt Romney.
For those in the market for a castle.
Madonna introduces "Give It 2 Me"/"Celebration" mash-up.
The Heiress on Broadway is "handsome" and "starchy."
A mom's powerful letter to a mixed-race president.
Chris Rock's (hilarious) message to white voters.
GOP already blaming Sandy for Romney's loss. Before he loses.
Katy Perry is NOT an undecided voter.
The Real Housewives have really...changed...over time.
This "nurse" has visited a few doctors since '86
A Chris before dying
New trailer for Chris Colfer's Struck By Lightning.
Al Gore on Sandy: "Toldja!"
President Obama: "Streamlined"assistance to Sandy victims.
Mitt Romney not a fan of flood prep.
Romney surrogate lies: Roe v. Wade would be safe under Romney.
Bill Clinton gives out lesbian Tammy Baldwin an assist in her Senate race.
Poll guru Nate Silver mocked, called "effeminate."
Polling may be affected by Sandy; just vote in a week.
Clueless Stacey Dash still LOVES Romney/Ryan.
Britney Spears fans—sticklers for keepin' it real—hated Lucky's fakey cover.
Damiana & Barbara are a fright.
Anderson Cooper's daytime talk show canceled.
Madonna teases on Gaga.
Jeff Stryker's penis does Vaudeville (Work Unfriendly) in Florida.
Can I have its autograph?
As regular Boy Culture readers know, I met and posed for a picture with Madonna in the spring. Last night, I met and posed for a picture with Barack Obama.
First the queen, now the president.
That's the ticket
I came to L.A. this week for one of those notorious autograph shows I write phonebook-length posts about, but I also came to see Madonna (on Wednesday) and, most importantly of all, I came for the big Obama/Biden fundraiser at the Nokia in Downtown L.A. The event wasn't cheap, but I felt compelled—as I had in '08—to give till it hurt. And it did and does hurt, especially since I lost my job recently (under a Democratic president, but under a Republican boss—ha) and am in no position to be spending as freely as I have been.
Prez corps
But no matter what happens in a month—and I feel pretty strongly that the president will retain his job—I wanted to give as much as possible since I don't see myself knocking on doors or phonebanking. If Mitt Romney gets in, we'll have four years of anti-equality, business-first/people-last, misogynistic,
right-wing policies to endure, not to mention a slate of Supreme Court justices unworthy of being called "supreme" and with a far different concept of justice than the ones President Obama has selected.
Once I made my mind up, and once I realized I would be able to meet the president and get a photo with him, I clammed up. I didn't even tell my partner because I worried something would go wrong, I would find out it was a photo op with a roomful of people or the president would cancel to spend two weeks attending Debating 101.
None of those things happened, so after spending a lovely afternoon with mystery photographer Venfield 8 (who shot me, but not in the raw), I put on my new J. Crew suit, shirt and tie and hopped into a car to arrive at the Nokia around 2:45, an hour before show time.
The crowd was bubbling with excitement at the prospect of sharing air with not only the U.S. president, but with this U.S. president. Reporters were trying to ask people if they were disappointed with the president's debating skills when they should have been asking if we were elated by the latest jobs numbers or by the fact that Big Bird is now the Democratic Joe the Plumber or by the fact that polls are beginning to show that Romney's Lie-apalooza was losing its luster.
My ticket and wristband—surprisingly, just a simple, store-bought, yellow wristband—were at will call, where I don't think it was my imagination that all the workers were extra-smiley.
Inside, I gave my name and was allowed downstairs to the VIP lounge, where we were offered a feast that I went nowhere near—I've been avoiding bread, pasta, rice and (until the day before yesterday) anything sweet for a week in hopes that I'd be able to squeeze into my suit, and had just had lunch with Venfield...no need to look bloated with the prez.
We the people
There was an interesting mix of people in the VIP lounge—hot gay gazelles in skintight suits, old power brokers of both genders, young campaign workers in casual wear, Gloria Allred.
I snagged Ms. Allred for a pic-with after some excited young girls did the same thing. Love her or hate her, I have to tell you she was beyond gracious and asked me to let her know if there was anything she could do for me. (The woman can smell media a mile off.)
Anti-Mitter
Around 3:30, I made my way upstairs and was taken to my fabulous seat, ORCH E 107. I wasn't far from the stage; it reminded me of the time I attended The MTV Video Music Awards from Radio City and could basically see Christina Aguilera's tonsils and Justin Timberlake's hemhorroids.
When did Jimmy Kimmel become a national treasure?
I'm late on this, but had to post it—celebs read mean tweets directed at them...
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Are you ready for Katy Perry: Part of Me in 3D? Where do you stand on Katy Perry—love her, hate her, like her, "who's that?", etc.? Just curious. When she first dropped, she seemed to be the darling of edgy pop lovers and Madonna cooed about love the atrocious but very catchy "Ur So Gay," but since then, I'm wondering if her omnipresence and superpop path has alienated or rallied gay fans.
Trailer after the jump...
It's very difficult for me to empathize with having Katy Perry as one's diva obsession, but it's not very difficult for me to empathize with diva obsession. Ben's tribute to Katy Perry—a love 'em onstage and leave 'em kinda gal, apparently—is really cute, though. And his Eisenhower-dollar nips are another reason to watch...
