22 posts categorized "RICK PERRY"
Political expression vs. sedition = splitting hairs?
Online petition urges Macys: Dump Trump.
Obama's Latino support = 75%.
If Latinos turn Texas blue, Republicans can forget the presidency. Ever.
FAB: Live singing wasn't invented by Les Miz.
Chad White, Adam Senn & Kevin Sampaio strip.
New Web Series: How to find YOUR Obama.
Out's Out100 continues to roll out.
First openly bi member of Congress elected.
Fordham College Republicans disinvite Ann Coulter.
The Wise Kids hits DVD.
DC gay flag football: Gangnam Style.
Newt Gingrich has a lot of balls trying to take the moral high road over the "liberal, elite media" for asking him about the very topical news that his second wife had granted an unflattering interview shedding light on his infidelities and his moral character. If it's in the news, why would it be out of bounds to ask? And how dare he say "How dare you!" on the grounds that the politics of personal destruction are negative and not what voters care about, considering he dragged this country through Bill Clinton's underwear for so long back in the day.
Via Joe.My.God.: Their own words. Wonder which party they'll vote for in '12?
Rick Perry is so fucking stupid it's a crime that he's running a state let alone running for the presidency!
As of midnight last night, it was exactly six years since my first post. It's been a tough thing to keep up with a dayjob and outside activities, and just when I think I might walk away, a valuable connection or interesting opportunity or a kind word comes my way. Thank you all for reading me.
Of whom are you more jealous?
Here are my favorite 100+ posts out of nearly 11,000. Please take some time to read (or re-read!) a couple and tweet or Facebook any you like.
FROM BOY TO MAN: BC B.C. (2007): The entire history of my novell and novel Boy Culture as well as the movie version; might be my ultimate post.
BOY ON FILM (2006): An account of the NYC launch party for Boy Culture as it played the TriBeCa Film Fest.
FRIENDS AND "FAMILY" (2006): The movie version of Boy Culture hits Chicago.
RAPT PUPIL (2006): The final night of Outfest with Boy Culture; I was fat but on the other hand got to meet Bryan Singer.
"Your pictures suck" (2008): An art critic attacks me, but not without sustaining some hits in return.
DRAWN TOGETHER (2008): How my desire to draw related to my secret desire. One of my absolute favorite posts.
LOST ANGELES (2009): My favorite photographic travelogue of L.A.
ART IMITATES LIFE (2006): My 9/11 and my distaste for grief tourism.
BURNING MAN (2007): Tribute to my late high school friend and first romance.
LOST BOY FOUND (2011): There is a book in here somewhere.
CIAO HOUNDS: OUR TRIP TO ITALY (2011): Finally got José to Europe.
ILLINOIS DEATH TRIP (2007): Ruminations on death while revisiting a past home, and the past.
PASSING BY (2008): Mourning the loss of a person I only met once.
I hadn't ever heard about Rick Perry's story of gunning down a coyote while jogging, but if you read all the particulars and don't think his story's full of more holes than he claims he put in that animal, you wouldn't make a very good journalist, cop or, well, curious person.
Perry claims he was jogging with his dog when a coyote menaced them. So he shot the coyote in the shoulder—he carries a gun with hollow-tipped bullets while jogging because he's "afraid of snakes"—and "pretty much" killed it on the spot.
Mitt Romney now kowtows to the right by claiming he would support a Constitutional amendment stating that life begins at conception even though when he ran for the Senate in Massachusetts in '94 he was giving unabashed support to Roe v. Wade. "You won't see me wavering on that." Uh, yeah, right.
Once the right gets over its polygamous lust for a series of nutjobs (Bachmann's up! No, Trump! No, Perry! Now Cain!), it will settle on this hack, thinking him the best bet vs. Obama. And right now, he looks like the best bet vs. Obama. But he won't look like a good bet once it's one-on-one.
A gentle reminder from Daily Kos that polls are almost meaningless this early on. (This is a lesson Trump, Cain, Bachmann and Perry have already learned.)
Participating in a recent forum on how to effectively market at-home HIV testing, I got a $200 gift card. Not wanting to spend it on a hustler, I instead gave $150 of that to The Daily Show co-creator Lizz Winstead's Planned Parenthood, I Am Here for You fundraiser that happened here in NYC last night—and it was not only a good investment but also a good investment.
I showed up at 6:30PM at the Gramercy for the VIP reception to find a handful of non-famous women spiked with the evening's famous females—Winstead, Salon editor Joan Walsh, Sandra Bernhard and Lisa Lampanelli. I was the only dude for the longest time in a room filled with women and several womyn.
Talking to a few attendees about the art of the photo op, I figured out we were supposed to meet and greet the stars on our own—there was no formal line happening. This makes it a bit awkward because you don't really want to shoehorn yourself between Winstead and Bernhard when they're engrossed in a conversation about their bodies/their selves. Especially when you're announcing that you blog at something called Boy Culture.
But it was totally fine and the women were absolutely gracious and eager to pose for photos and chat. Winstead is the ultimate feminist to me—unswerving on principle, unbothered by political correctness, utterly hilarious. She was in boots and a dress that looked macramaed from a distance. She reminds me of Laurie Metcalf and Barrie Longfellow.