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LOL. Kevin who? How sad that a closeted gay predator, who often used the excuse of alcohol to justify his bad behavior, and lost his career to exposed scandal, thinks he may have some relevancy. Just seeing his photo sickens me. If you think I clicked on the video, you'd be wrong. Canceled.

It appears to be true. It's too bad we didn't have a smarter, more effective leader at the helm to guide this misguided disaster. Flying in and out of Italy is a serious challenge, too, if you don't have dual citizenship. We in NYC often say how grateful we are to be here. We feel a sense of solidarity, especially in my neighborhood. It almost feels like post 9/11. Many people are looking out for one another. I don't believe this is true at all. Important experiments can hit snags, and they need to be worked through. No different than any creative idea with merit. I agree that the threat of Trumpism will haunt us for awhile. We're about to see how dark life can get. Many of us share the same despair, not only for Americans, but for other internationals as well. Other countries may not have the gun violence we have, but their suffering in other aspects is very real.

Considering how long the game was in development, and then the recall, and then the investor lawsuit, the word shitshow comes to mind. Beware of advanced hype that can never be met. If a product crashes on my computer, that usually spells its death. Of course, I've never played a video game in my life. But I have purchased a few.

It's more than a try. I'm committed. The story is so compelling, I was sure it was based on an actual person. In spite of her bad wigs, Anya Taylor-Joy is a mesmerizing actress. And yes, the very brief "gay scene" was handled quite deftly. Unusual, considering the production is American.

I recently visited with an old friend, a ninety-year-old, long-retired Broadway hoofer. She danced with Ethel Merman in Call Me Madam, her first Broadway show among many. In conversation around keeping busy during Covid, we got to talking about Netflix. Her caregiver shared her password, so my friend has been watching a lot of TV. She asked me If I've seen Queen's Gambit, and I told her not yet, and expressed my reasons for avoiding it. My friend said I should see it anyway, knowing my taste in quality production value. I started watching, and it lives up to the hype. It's binge-watch material, but I like to savor my TV watching, especially when the watching is good.

I am watching this, with reservation. Peter Moffat is a skilled writer, and The Good Wife team, Robert and Michelle King, know how to produce DRAMA. But already there are holes beginning to erupt, and when my eyes start to roll as I'm watching, dread soon follows. For instance, why would a judge call on inner-city "thugs" to handle the responsibility of getting rid of the murder-weapon-car, "no questions asked." Give me a break. And the judge, outside at night, with a large flashlight, in the front yard, haphazardly, frantically cleaning the blood stains? Again, give me a break. And that's just the first episode. The acting is superb and the creative team is milking the suspense, but I'm dubious.

Not to me. I've been to a few private islands in my day. I have a relative who has a second house on one. On the surface, all looks like a dreamy and idyllic postcard. But each time I departed the experience, I left scratching my head. For the money, I thought it would be better spent and more exhilarating had it been spent on travel. I'm all for hiring sexy, handsome escorts to work for me, especially guys with special talents and interests. Done that many times. But island life? I don't think so. And I hail from a family of boaters. Before I moved to L.A. in my early years, I thought for sure I would love daily sunshine and year-round warm weather. Ended up hating it. After four months, I couldn't wait to get back east and enjoy a cold, cloudy day. To each his own.

My personal favorite.

Whenever lonely and sad threaten to loom, a little perspective never hurts. Imagine the Christmas these families are about to have: 5 Die in ‘Catastrophic’ Crash That Splits Car in Half "Four recent high school graduates from Yonkers, N.Y., were killed when a speeding driver collided with their car."

The money is actually borrowed tax-payer money. But at least they're getting it at a ridiculously low rate. I think unemployed Canadians have been getting $2000 a month, and will continue getting it for four more months. At the moment, it sucks to be an American. The relief bill Congress just approved really does SUCK. At least whoever told Trump about the details got the facts correct. You know Trump didn't read it. But as long as American voters keep voting in assholes, I don't see any end to this madness. Buried in Pandemic Aid Bill: Billions to Soothe the Richest

Not really. If I had Oprah's money, I'd buy all my close friends a new car. I really enjoy surprising people with fun goodies.

There you go. That's one way to do it. Between Christmas and New Year's, I'm having a bit of a bake-off. With help from the son and the housekeeper, I'm baking "twelve" different Christmas cookies, all personal favorites from recipes that I've accumulated since my teen years. (I'm a serious cookie fan.) My special cookies (some recipes from France and Italy) will be beautifully packaged in a unique holiday box, and the boxes will be hand delivered. Each box holds twenty-four cookies, two of each. If you're on my recipient list for these goodies, you know what you mean to me. It's a total labor of love, and not something I do very often. I just thought 2021 deserved a special start.

Being alone for Christmas does not have to suck. Find something that pleases you, a gift to yourself, and do it. The Christmas holiday will be over in a flash, and we're right back to another January. I'm not a big fan of wallowing in sorrow.

Trump wants to fuck McConnell up the ass with his fist, no grease, and anger every fiscal conservative who won't promote his conspiracy theories about a robbed election. A $2000 Fed check really made me laugh. I wouldn't hold my breath waiting for money this year. Trump loves to manipulate the media, tease and frustrate the Democrats, and fuck with Republican heads who don't march to his orders. Trump has less than 30 days left. Expect him to make them 30 days everyone will remember for years to come.

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Well, in the simplest of terms, sex does sell. Considering the x-rated photo of the boy that nynakedtop posted, the boy has plenty to offer. OnlyFans is a lot like American Idol, everyone wants an audition to prove they're the next big superstar. But when you think of the percentages that actually make a dent, the ones whose names you remember, the cream at the top is a tiny droplet among an ocean of tiny droplets. The game of building a fan base is a fascinating talent to me. Escorts do it one client at a time. With the help of social media, everyday exhibitionists and narcissists can do it one video at a time. Some are very good at the game, and actually show some very hot and sexy stuff, while others are scrambling to entertain you without showing much.

Just a slight hijack... The click-bate boys are at it again, and this time they've enlisted another, supposedly, straight model. I suspect that many gay guys are going to fall prey to their OnlyFans' account, especially now that more Covid relief is on the way. Sign up and spend money to see no dick. Buyer beware. Can you think of a better thumbnail photo on YouTube to attract new gay suckers, eh, I mean, customers? And how about that headline: "Straight Guy Sandwich?" What's that old Mazeppa refrain? “You Gotta Have a Gimmick, If You Wanna Have a Chance.” These wannabe queens sure know how to produce some serious click bate.

Never was without dogs in childhood. Never could keep a plant alive once I moved to NYC. Pets are very difficult in a life filled with travel. Without my housekeeper, who has been part of my NY family since 1981, I doubt anything in my life could survive. As strong as my fondness for dogs is, it seems I've developed dander allergies in my older age. So my dream of owning a beautiful Irish Setter and an ivory Labrador will never be. I also never felt quite comfortable keeping a dog in a NYC apartment. The family home was on three acres, so anything less seems cruel.

I probably see too many movies. Always have. But I no longer enjoy viewing most of them in an actual theater. It's not that I don't enjoy a large screen experience. I do. But I don't enjoy large crowds. I don't enjoy strangers sitting directly next to me. I don't enjoy obnoxious people who talk loud and check their Instagrams every ten minutes. I don't enjoy the ear-blasting sound. I don't enjoy bad previews for too often very bad movies. I absolutely HATE commercials on a theater screen. I can't remember the last time I ate concession food at a theater. Not going to happen. I prefer the comfort of my own home theater. I support the industry move to home/theater release at the same time. I think it would be great for business. For movies that I enjoy, I watch them again with subtitles to take in all the words.

I wouldn't call it a "social gathering." It's more like family, as if we all lived in the same house. A few are sleeping over. I'll be making pumpkin pancakes on Christmas morning. According to official reports, my neighborhood ranks lowest in Covid infections in all of NYC. That speaks to the discipline and caring of this community, and I think it's impressive. I'm grateful, too.

I've always loved the Christmas holiday. LOVE gift giving. LOVE shopping for gifts. LOVE wrapping gifts. Very fond memories from childhood. The exterior of our home was always decorated in lights. My dad was creative that way. This year will be a weird Christmas, for sure, since I won't be traveling. I'm not usually in NYC for Christmas. In honor of Paris memories, I'll be making carré d'agneau rôti, with gratin dauphinois and haricot vert sauté au beurre, for a very small group. We're having soufflé de poire à la crème d'orange anglais for dessert. The bartender (my son) will be serving Kir Royale plus three wines. Everyone will arrive tested and masked. Luckily, I have a large home. Social distancing won't be an issue. Everything has been well planned. I'm looking forward to toasting in a new year.

But I see some potential. Hand him over for a day and watch me make a star out of him.

Speaking of skinny, Latino, bottoms (inspired by @nynakedtop), Alex Roman ended up in my Feed yesterday, with a fairly lengthy video. The video demonstrates this boy's love of devouring extra-large cock. Of course, to see the video, you need to join this website. Enjoy!

Perhaps an interesting malaprop? Given the political state of all things politically incorrect these days, especially around the subject of children, it amazes me when any controversial artwork not only gets approved, but also financed.

Not according to his competition. Plenty of lawyers happy he's off the air for now. I do miss his commentary presence on CNN. I'm watching less and less CNN now that he's gone. David Axelrod and David Gergen are the only two I can listen to. Can't stand that pious prig Rick Santorum, a failed, divisive politician who doesn't deserve a place at the table.