The Red Hour

I had a great time with my friends at yesterday's NYC Gay Pride pier dance. Only complaint, the music coulda been better. But of course that's all subjective and I'm picky.

The high point of the day was laughing non-stop with my sister, Alan, at the celebratory picture we hung up at the pier which puzzled many onlookers. But not us, we knew what it meant.

(hint if you're not in the know; the image is of Tula, a young lady who goes into an excited frenzy at the onset of The Red Hour, in the Star Trek episode, The Return of the Archanons.

Festival! Festival!

actual picture caption: Suddenly, the clock strikes 6:00, which is Red Hour. The normally docile and modest citizens suddenly turn violent and wild. Here, Tula screams with delight and lets down her hair as Red Hour begins.

But I'm a FreeTard!

This guy named "WoofHunt" from IronClad Media, who is a bit of a schmuck, who runs several cheap and really poorly designed websites like;

• GayRoughnecks.com
• RoughriderRanch.com (actually RoughRider has a really cool design, so I take that back)
  
• GayTats.com
• WoofHunt.com
  

to name a few, has a hysterical blog called GayFreeTards. I happen to be today's current GayFreeTard. Don't I Iook fetching?

Anyway, this "WoofHunt" guy who runs these websites has a nasty habit of constantly sending out tons of emails advertising his crappy porno websites. I kindly asked him if he could PLEASE remove me from his mailing list. In fact each of his marketing emails has something at the bottom to unsubscribe, which doens't work. I know because I've tried doing it for months to no avail. So like I said, I asked him kindly to remove me. So then this bitter fucking kunt (am I being too harsh?) sends me this stupid retarded (but not FreeTarded) nasty email back telling me I'm a "a goddamned liar and a freeloader". As if I want to on his cheap website, NOT. I'll bet he smokes crystal and pullson his pud all day long looking at all his customer's pictures. I've known guys like this before...P-A-T-H-E-T-I-C.

LOFL, but if that wasn't hysterical in itself, he then proceeds to make me today's "FreeTard" pin-up boy on his even funnier blog GayFreeTards. Honestly, who the hell pays for porno?

Amazing Stories

Last night I received a late anniversary and a very very early birthday gift from my Robopapi. And quite a huge surprise it was. I was gagging!

Robopapi knows what a huge fan I am of H.G. Wells' story The War of the Worlds, and that I have admired the original and rather expensive cover art by Frank R. Paul for the August 1927 issue of Amazing Stories. Luckily for us, some of Frank R. Paul's artwork has been affordably reproduced by another amazing and eccentric artist, Anton Brzezinski.

We already own one of Anton's reproduction pieces from a famous 1934 cover of Wonder Stories. Our two pieces now hang next to each other. I'm really amazed at how well Anton reproduced the War of the Worlds cover. But not only did he reproduce it, he personalized it for us. You may not be able to see it, but there are three dates on the painitng, my birthday, Robopapi's birthday, and our anniversary date which is on the larger of the three Martian war machines.

And now for an example of my sheer dumbness (as I was born blonde but have been a brunnette for most of my 39 years)... I saw one of the author's names on the painitng, E.C.Smith. I was amazed that the author had my exact initials. Doh! stupid me. Mr. Brzezinski added my name to the list of authors since this was a comissioned painting.

Robobpapi told me that he had been corresponding with Anton Brzezinski. And it turns out that this will be his last sci-fi commissioned work because he is moving towards other surrealist styles of painting. Anton Brzezinski has a biography out in print now, which talks about his new endeavors, "False Memories: Adventures of the Living Dali: the Surreal Biography of Anton Brzezinski".

I am now the very proud owner of two of his masterpieces, and I also have the best Robopapi and only in the Universe.

Frank R. Paul original cover, Amazing Stories 1927	Anton Brzezinski's personalized repro, 2007
Frank R. Paul cover, Wonder Stories 1934	Anton's 1934 Wonder Stories reproduction

Survival of the dimmest

Wow, I am often times completely amazed at how some poeple have survived for as long as they have.

Today at work, this girl who usually asks me stupid questions, really made me stop and wonder how she made it this far in life. Her question of the day; "Erik is it true that fans use a lot less electricity than an air-conditioner, and if I use just a fan would that save me money on my electric bill?" Wow, that one really threw me for a loop and I'm just completely dumbfounded. Maybe it's contagious.

envy

noun, a feeling of discontent or covetousness with regard to another's advantages, success, possessions, etc.

I have recently been told that a friend has taken his own life. I do not know any of the circumstances surrounding this very sad event. I wasn't close to him but have known him for about 7 years and we've always enjoyed a very friendly relationship.

Needless to say, I used to be very envious of this person and his life, not necessarily knowing too much about it. He is [was] very attractive and sexy as hell as is his husband. They both seemed to live a very comfortable lifestyle in luxury homes and neighborhoods. They even once invited me out to their Fire Island summer house just when I first met my RoboPapi. They seemed to have it all and I was envious of their life.

Not that my life isn't great. I am with the man of my dreams who I wouldn't give up for anything, I live a comfortable lifestyle in a wonderful home with an amazing dog-like cat. I have wonderful friends who I love and I have a great relationship with my family. I have rewarding and fun hobbies and work that satisfies my interests and needs. What more could anyone want? I guess we always see things in others that we wish we had. Such is life.

So ultimately I needn't be envious of another couple. Sadly we never really know what is going on in other's lives unless we're very close perhaps. I am truly stunned by this sad news I received and my mind races pondeirng what has happened to this person I envied and how fragile anyone of us can be. My heart goes out to his surviving husband. And at the same time I look at myself and my life and am grateful for what I have, maybe more so than ever before.

Overheard Stupidity

Overheard on the way to work...

[stupidity] Guy riding bicycle with one hand while talking on his cell phone overheard him boasting very loudly [not so smart] "ohhhhhh and this stuff is sooooo much better than crystal, you wouldn't believe!"

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