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contours provocations
journal - 2002-1227 - fri 2000 Work; Worth-of-being-ogled Scale; Bare-chested Swans; Old Mags Never Die Christmas in the middle of the week is too confusing. I keep having to stop and think which days I had off and which I worked. Someone said he saw me Tuesday night, and I kept thinking of last week. Maybe they should make Christmas like Thanksgiving: the last Thursday of the last full week of the month. So it would always be at the end of the week. Anyway, I worked the last two days And I don't mean any slouching off by shooting paper clips at a target on the door. I spend the day keyboarding away. Yesterday and today, I've been analyzing web log files using an assortment of UNIX commands. Not a particularly elegant method, but it sorta works. At least, I have a better feel for the logs which report any transaction with the web site: good, bad or ugly. Did I mention that Tuesday night at the midnight service, my friend and I became enamored of several of the participants? There were any number of very striking individuals who ranked high on my worth-of-being-ogled scale. The service has been known to attract family, and Tuesday was no exception. (Why yes, now that I look back, I did mention that.) It's not often that I participate in a public function in which I'm conscious of the presence of other brethern. I'm far too accustomed to feeling very isolated. My friend has a birthday at the beginning of January. (And it's one of those milestone ones.) A couple of times we've discussed the new version of "Swan Lake" that played several years ago on tv. And how erotic the bare-chested swans were. So I want to get the DVD. Yesterday, after work, I went to Best Buy, but they didn't have it. What they did have was about a thousand people pawing through everything. Movie trivia: in "Billy Elliot" the final scene is at "Swan Lake" with the grown up Billy as the principal dancer. The grown up Billy is played by Adam Cooper, who was the actual principal dancer in the actual "Swan Lake." I've checked with Amazon, and they have it in stock. So now all I have to do is to order it. Jesus. I never know what to make of the comments at Amazon and IMDB. Some people have no sense of humor. Or they are so tight assed that when they fart only dogs can hear it. For a couple of weeks, I've been telling myself that I've go to do something with the magazines in my store room. So far, I've managed to sort out "The Advocate" "Out" and "Genre." In the process, I noticed several gay mags that I'm guessing are out of business: Urge, Metro Source, Fab, Instinct, Joey, Fluid, Empire and Hero. In most cases, I only have a few issues. Or it may be that only a few were published. Or it could be that Barnes and Noble no longer carries them. In a way, I'm amazed the "XY" is still around. It's a slick publication aimed at the teen gay male. But I'm not sure if that's who buys it. I also have four copies of something called "21-C" which is a techno publication. I think I had some kind of complimentary subscription. And I also found a handful of "Blueboy." At one time, it was about the only mass market gay publication. Still being published? Old magazines have a life of their own. A friend recently bought a house, and in cleaning out the cabinets, he found several "Readers Digest" from 1942! Somehow, they survived sixty years! Astounding. PAX!
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