"BOWERY STADIUM" (AKA ANOTHER OVERPRICED NIKE STORE) - OR THE STORY OF WHAT BECOMES OF ME WHEN I HAVE TO WAIT OUTSIDE W 2 BLONDES AND A HOT BRUNETTE

THIS HATEFUL ENTRY IS DEDICATED TO MY NOT HAVING EATEN AN ENTIRE CHICKEN BEFORE ARRIVING AND MY ONGOING REPULSION TOWARDS GOOGLY MONEY'D WAY TO COOL STR8 HIP PEOPLE W TOO MANY BONES SHOWING (that smell).... (sorry)...

(And may I also say that I'm aware of the under $10.00 a yard b&w xerox printer at Village Copier on w 13 st between University & 5th Ave., so I do not want to see the pricing guide for this show thnx so much)


Prett pretty. But can these ('cool') straight people please develop their arms?! Or at least rid themselves of lower back fat?! I see them in 'yoga'. They look like frogs. With flab wings. 'Yoh-Guh'. Sounds wrong. All this Hindu witchcraft mumbo jumbo. &BS: 4 in 10 Hindu women in India think that beating women is ok in the right circumstance and 8 in 10 are beaten. It's a religion of control and power just like we have here, we just mystify it. Try saying a Hindu religious greeting (like 'Ram Ram') to a hard working Indian or Hindu woman next time at the register. They're over it. There's even tons of war and warring in all Hindu stories. Get with the program. The only thing that goes well with most of these big religions is epsom salts.



Enough with the stupid hats guys. I want to knock them off their smelly oversized mom drank while prego heads. Seriously though... stopit. For you not for me, I don't look... or inhale.

I do it. Panty flash shots. Yeah I'll take 'em when you lead me to boredom like this. It was hot in there. Pee Wee Herman put mirrors on his shoes. Shhhhhh.

Hey photographer...

Yes to your right...

HELLO. The only thing worth seeing in a photo in Montauk: MYLILA.

The real core of my crummy mood was that I wanted a pair of hi-tops from the store and they were unavailable until thursday. They aren't open tomorrow. I got treated as desperate when I said 10 and 1/2 don't have to try them on just run the charge I'll take them. Fucking street wear. Fuck you as well.

The long ass on women's garments. It's here and it isn't going anywhere anytime soon. Who wants to fukit I will never want to know. Applebottoms jeans fan man myself. eech. It's fine it's ok it like Linda Carters 5 ft long ass in the Wonder Woman outfit from behind it's ok its fashionable guys will deal with it.

To the left of TheLongAss we have the long board. They had signs everywhere that said "Stop talking about surfing"... which is true, get off your non workout skateboards and ride a wave. It takes some man strength. And the ocean doesn't get any wear from it; it couldn't care less. Give our curbs a break with your crummy little painted planks that, lets face it, don't gain ANY velocity and make a lot of noise. So not sleek. Skateboards suck and smell and accompany weak often fake personalities with attitude. So you didn't make Varsity. Why did you pick up a plank of wood? Always felt that way. Not sorry.

FFW: Left Bowery and Houston to goto THE WEST SIDE WHERE THEY KNOW HOW TO FEED A MAN. I was the only gay in the group. I got animals on my margarita, they didn't. People got offended. My animals had it off. You can't get this at a Ludlow St. tapas starve-a-que hipster joint. They feed men in the West. Fuck skinny coolness, hats, jingly necklaces, conformist black hipster footwear, chill answers to questions, pretending mom didn't pay for it, irony and tight tapered jeans. FUCKAYOUPEOPLE.

WILL I EVER GO OUT AGAIN?

This is my dilemma, and it's not a nice series of thoughts I'm having and I'm sorry: It the discos of NYC everyone all glam'd up is really unattractive or has their entire head and body wrapped up in a poor man's Leigh Bowery sort of way and it's tired. I'm not going out there. Every place to go out that has a hot guys usually has a sort of scary style and listens to techno 'anthems' and you might run into a glow stick, Abercrombie & Fitch logos and other scary stuff. I'm not going there either. Plus I want to wear nice or at least ok shoes and these place are all filthy. I don't have the energy or resources to cope with someone shouldering me and not saying excuse me. Is this relative sobriety & age? Yes, it is and I'll just face it. But I can dream about a well ventilated night club with an organized agenda at not being over crowded. It would all be made of lucite with a fully uniformed staff constantly polishing and cleaning the place while you are there (like the Chanel tumor pavilion in Central Park this fall) and would have polite gloved security with soft fluffy bopper sticks would usher people safely through tight intersections where crowds might form (like the Japanese subways). There would be enough bartenders and if any crowding at the bar happened the floor manager would put more bartenders behind the bar. You would have the option for 1 1/2" wide clear plastic wraps for around your shoe when you arrived, like those umbrella bags. Ok, this is never going to happen. Let's just bring mosh pits back.


I'm not 'bitta.


This should be my new look. A Gary Numan pirate flasher. Does he have a fanny pack on or has he done something improper with Vader's helmet?

THIS IS FOR YOU AND YOUR FAMILY

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Ok, I'm totally evil for all this. May I first say that I am not truly cold hearted and that I see twinkling human spirits glowing through even the creepiest of wack Sear portraits. I also absolutely LOVE... my family.
That being said I mortified someone I was flirting with today who brought up the holiday weekend ...and family. When I shared my hateful head helen thoughts on families and told him about
my new no family policy he wasn't amused and was very 'good luck with that', then he split.

I spotted him later secretly glaring at me while I was on the elliptical machine, so I think he did want me to have his bebes.

Anyway, this all stems from my being recently repeatedly invited to this one random way out of town family event of someone that so so so has nothing to do with me. It's so weird - I'm socially spammed to come to this one families gatherings and I think the persons inviting me are bored to death visiting their families that they want to share their taste of stale milk with me. I had to decline:

"i love love love you and don't want to hurt your feelings, i just don't want to go to (up there). ever.

there's a reason why people move to avenue C and get covered in tattoos. I've worked very hard to have the little life i have and i relish every day that i don't have to meet moms dads aunts and uncles in their native habitat. i don't like families. i don't answer the question 'what do you do' hardly ever and love it. i don't care what other people do. i'm grossed out by people and their smelly children and their quaint provincial stories, no matter how nice and loving they are. i don't ever have to deal with this except at weddings (which i avoid) and funerals. it's one of the hard won luxuries as a reclusive single gay man with odd interests and politics. it's the payoff of trying to get away from 'families' all my life."

My oracle said that she had an aunt who, at the age of 50, declared that she would never go to a funeral again in her life. She never attended one again and lived to 98! She said some people thought she was a monster, but most people just accepted it.

My other friend crossing the street with me today agreed and said "Oh please honey, let the dead bury the dead!"



All their ads on television say 'a family company'. I haven't cleaned many family-like surfaces with these products. I don't know if Christ worship is behind it or what, but I find it creepy.


Did you know that FAMILY is the number one cause of intelligent single people fleeing to urban meccas?

STILL LIFE - STILL UNTALENTED

I was born really talented. Luckily, for those with mediocre talent and pretentious taste there is always the art of still life architectural photography. I know I'm generalizing and treading on many famous and talented artists who did take great photos of inanimate objects. I'm not talking about them - you know who you are. Unless you are using a film camera with a format larger than 35 mm (or you made your camera yourself), your pics of buildings that 'reflect your original taste of form' and inspired shots of 'sputnik lamps' are tired and so are you. I remember in photo school - everyone with no talent combed the museums and shot all the classic sculpture and architecture. I mean with someone else doing the WORK designing the thing, how could you go wrong. Well you have gone terribly wrong and your images are as shallow as you are. R