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Noah's Gay Wedding Cruise

Artist Paul Richmond's take on the ultimate queer cruise. As Ellen & Portia, Rosie and Kelli, Jack Twist and Ennis del Mar, Bert and Ernie, Elton John and David Furnish,penguins and other homo animals ride out the storm sinners like Ann Coulter, Larry Craig clinging to a toilet, Sally Kern, Fred Phelps, Kenneth Starr and a A 'Yes on 8' supporter meet their fates.

Take That

Take That Published by Bob Speck on February 19th, 2009 So my weight loss has now progressed to the point (20 lbs) that people are starting to notice and in so much as most of the people I come into contact with on a daily basis are pretty nice they’re mentioning my ever shrinking mid-section. Now for any normal person this would be a godsend, a validation that all one’s hard work and self control has started yielding dividends. As I’m sure you’ve all deduced from my weekly ramblings, I’m not normal. I, being the snarky but (hopefully) lovable curmudgeon that I am, can’t help but receive every compliment (no matter how well-intentioned) as a statement unfinished. And of course the voice in my head must complete it. Looking good… Not like you usually do. You’ve lost weight… And not a minute too soon. You’re looking skinny… Not at all like the great lumbering land beast we’ve come to love. When complimented by co-workers or casual acquaintances I manage a sinc...

A Gut Feeling

A Gut Feeling In my post a few weeks ago, I lamented my inability to see any real results from my six weeks of dieting. I’m now very happy to report that thanks to strict adherence to my eating plan and minimal physical activity I can actually suck in my gut. This is kind of a big deal seeing that for the last few years even the strongest contraction of my abdominal muscles produced no visible results. While this “feat” is a little pathetic for a fitness blog, I’ll take what I can get. It also has me wondering what long forgotten feats of physical prowess I may soon be able to undertake. Touching my toes, climbing a flight of stairs without gasping for breath, or maybe even getting off the toilet without grabbing the towel rack and praying it won’t rip out of the wall. The possibilities are endless. The whole getting into shape thing is a very curious process of discovering hidden abilities. It’s like those kids on Heroes , but entertaining. Not being a “sporty” kind of guy, ...