Cher is famous for her comeback tours, Lazarus for his return from the dead, and Jet Li for saying that Fearless would be his last-ever, final final film — before turning around and making a few others. In my previous post, I killed the Clog because I thought that I’d have already moved to New…
Yesterday was my 44th birthday. To celebrate, I’m killing the Clog. It was never my intention that the Clog should become a measure of my unhappiness living here in the U.S. Instead, I always meant it to be a vehicle for writing, a way to chronicle exciting times and random interesting observations that might be…
I’m fascinated by dental hygiene. It’s a good idea for people and a great idea for their pets. Stanky breath is the bane of all personal exchanges. How do actors working in close proximity deal with it? Did Jack Nicholson’s breath reek when he was groping and seducing Jessica Lange in The Postman Always Rings…
No, I’m serious. Look at my butt. It’s bigger and rounder than it was a week ago. My pecs are like slopes, my arms like the hillside divots Torino skiers negotiate with sweat on their brows. My thighs? Don’t get me started. I jest, of course, but I’m back in the full swing of “working…
While in Chicago last weekend with my boyfriend, I was reminded yet again how much difficulty San Franciscans seem to have saying hello to each other in the streets. In Chicago, more strangers said hello to or smiled at me in a 3-day weekend than in the last six months here at home. What’s worse…
I lived in Chicago with my first lover from New Year’s Eve 1989 through October 1996. This time corresponded with my mid and late 20s. I say it all the time, but I’ll say it once more for posterity: Chicago was the city where I came of age. I developed as a gay grown-up. I…
On Friday evening, during a mini-vacation with Jeremy, I asked my boyfriend to join me in a celebration of our special bond. I asked him to do this by exchanging rings with me. I had built up to this moment with a series of arcane puzzles that he had to solve, which was part of…
I’m having a great time in D.C. repairing with la familia. They’re having an unusually warm Christmas, high 40s/low 50s, a spot of rain here and there. So much for the snow I always relish. My mother still hasn’t fully recovered from her catastrophic illness earlier this year, so instead of hauling her to my…