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I am long gone from the drag loop, but I haven't heard that Jim Flint has died. If there's an online obit, please offer a link. Chicago's Baton Show and Miss Continental Perhaps Mimi Marks and Monica Munro have moved on, but The Baton Show Lounge continues with veterans Ginger Grant, Maya Douglas, Sheri Payne, and Chilli Pepper. As far as I know, Jim Flint is still owner and running the business.

Indeed. Big and stupid doesn't work for me, unless there's an outstanding talent in the mix. No need to discuss Faust, but I like conversation with my sex. And too plucked. Faux male. But all some people care about is COCK.

Hypocritical, for sure. Sadly, the world (ie: the internet) is full of hypocrites. There's no escaping them. You just have to continually call them out when you've got the energy. It can be very tiring. When you get tired, take a break and treat yourself to something fun.

Careful, dear. You don't want to jinx yourself and test fate.

The danger feeds the turn-on. Some people struggle with self control, even when they experience tragedy. They often go back looking for more. It's the nature of the addictive state.

Damn you're brave. So glad I don't have a street fetish. I'd be dead for sure.

That's been my experience. I treat guests very well. I enjoy being quietly generous. A smart escort can feel comfortable confidence. Confidence can be difficult to let go of. It can be infectious. Sometimes the hard part is telling a guy the party is over.

I think they call that entitlement. Escorts can feel it a mile away. Most people refuse to acknowledge what they see in their mirror. Many see Cinderella when it's actually Cruella de Vil. Guys with awful personalities rarely see how awful they really are. Not much different than bad breath. Imagine telling everyone in your face the sad truth 24/7.

Sound engineering is a tough union to get into. They like to keep the job openings to their own tribe. IMO, the newbies aren't as smart as their elders, or they don't care as much. This is a generalization, of course, and there are many exceptions. I love reading screenplays. When I watch favorite films for the second time, I leave subtitles on. I love clinging to the words and studying what an actor does with them.

I can think of one or two. That would be my sentiment. I know friends who got a little too trusting in Rio, and ended up paying the price.

I had talented friends who urged me on. I possessed a strong creative streak. My fashion and costumes could be outrageous, one outdoing the next. Viewers could never predict what a transformation might look like. And then it always shocked. The fever started with the Halloween Parade, when the route went through the small streets of the Village. Magical times. At a young, pretty age, that parade left impact. The swarm of photographers and applause followed you everywhere. Then it was pageant events with friends, hanging with Dana Douglas, Tandy Andrews, and Chilli Pepper, to name a few favorites. Then it was House Balls. Then it was private cross-dressing parties that catered to men who enjoyed that fetish. Then it was the Susanne Bartsch parties. I vaguely remember winning an award soon after my X kicked in. My drag was rich, Krystle Carrington rich, but young and fun. I had a drag closet that smelled like the perfume counter at Bergdorf's. I eventually sold everything on eBay, including my $3000 wigs. Haven't done drag in over 20 years. No interest. That chapter is closed. No regrets. Had a ton of fun.

I may get around to checking it out. especially now that you've said something. I check most things out anyway. I'm still catching up from recorded shows that I missed while being away in spring. I think Ryan Murphy has a lot of talent, but I'm not a diehard fan of his productions. I don't have patience for most TV shows and their formulas. I know too much about what goes into the sauce, and I'm way too critical to just sit back and hang loose. I went through a drag stage. If I ever get around to writing my biography, I'm sure it will include that chapter. I have tons of photos. I wasn't exactly androgynous, but I had the makings of a superb chameleon. With the right ingredients, and lots of help from talented friends, I had the potential of "passing" and looking fierce. In drag, I had Vicki Frederick hair and legs. I had access to custom-made lace wigs, shoes, and clothing. Vicki seduced me in A Chorus Line and Dancin'. I am tall with some dance training, so I knew how to maneuver in heels with flair. For many years, I hung with the drag pageant crowd, both in Florida and Chicago. In time, I grew to dislike drag, and the fans who lived for it. I especially did not enjoy drag performers, and stopped allowing them to have a place in my life. I don't watch Drag Race. I see snippets, and when I do, I say to myself "not missing anything important."

It is amazing how young Timothee looks when his hair is cut so short. He almost could pass for 15 in this scene. I loved the way the scene was filmed, but the industry is currently flooded with terrible sound technicians. Even with headphones, I could barely understand a word the characters said. I've been hating that about modern movies. I've had my hearing checked, so I know it's the films.

I haven't seen it yet. Never fully recovered from seeing "Paris is Burning," and a few follow-ups after that. Brings up lots of memories. In my extreme youth, I walked the runway for a specific House. I think the category was Glamour Realness. Deborah Harry and Gianni Versace were judges. I was one of a few White boys who dared to give voguing a go. I wasn't exactly a club-kid, but I knew how to play one for fun. In my early years I thought I wanted to be a dancer. I studied at a prestigious NYC studio that taught Bob Fosse style jazz. I enjoyed it, but I did not fall in love with the life. I lost interest fairly quickly, but that didn't mean I stopped clubbing and enjoying a great dance floor opportunity. Haven't danced in a long time. Some things change as we age.

If I wanted sex with a vegetable, I'd visit a Whole Foods. As costly as that is, I hear it's a lot cheaper than the doll. I suppose there are a ton of lonely people in the world who aren't getting any. I do kinda feel sorry for them, because I believe everyone should have access to a healthy sex life. A major reason why I support escorting as a business. A plastic doll might improve someone's sex life. No one to complain about your bad breath. No one to insult your overweight body. No one to criticize your terrible love-making skill. The doll could fill a void for some. I never liked the taste and smell of plastic. When someone puts a dildo in his mouth in porn, my cock immediately deflates. In the right situation, a toy may have its place. But I prefer another human on the other end of sexual activity. Half the fun (if not more) of having great sex is pleasing your partner, hearing him moan, groan, and talk dirty, and listening to him beg for more.

I've been in lust with Sean Cody model Luke from years gone by this past week. I just had to play with his cock and balls. The soaring heat in NYC made me do it. If you want to see my talent playing with a hot guy's cock and balls, you only need 10 posts. A simple, "Hi, how's it hangin'?" ten times will do.

I adore great photojournalism. Clicking on Frank Bruni's column today (I never miss an opportunity to read Bruni), lo and behold a beauty! The perfect photo to compliment an outstanding victory from yesterday's election. LOVE, LOVE, LOVE the body language of the little girl. Love the turned-in toe of Alexandria. If she plays her cards right, Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez is on her way to becoming a STAR. She can be the J-Lo of politics. If you haven't seen her FABULOUS video commercial that went viral, catch it here, catch it now: It's a BRILLIANT TV spot. Incredibly simple and authentic, yet powerfully impacting. It's the reason she won. Ocasio-Cortez worked on the Bernie Sanders campaign. And she just took down Joe Crowley, a 20-year veteran of the Democratic Party. This is how a star gets born. Bring. It. On. Go fuck yourself, Trump! A smart, beautiful Latina (mother's from Puerto Rico) is in the house.

Let's not confuse "political correctness" with intelligence. Trump is an anomaly. We haven't had a TROLL candidate in my lifetime, a Reality TV star. He can say things that others cannot. We'll see how long that freedom lasts. His base support will remain loyal even if he "shoots someone on 5th Ave." There's no changing those idiots, even when coal does not come back or they remain without health insurance. Some people are just blind fools. That's the way life is. As for everybody else, time will tell. I know quite a few Republicans who are sick of him, not all of them New Yorkers. I've never seen so many famous Republicans jump ship as I've seen in the last six months. George Will and Steve Schmidt just in the last few weeks. Two conservative voices I seriously respect. This is AMAZING to me.

I thought Obama spoke his mind, too. Remember "clinging to guns and religion?" He spoke the truth, usually too eloquently, but that line in particular hurt him politically, and he never recovered from it. Trump doesn't think, and that's the problem. Obama was a genius at thinking before he spoke. You could see the guy's mind at work before each word came out. Obama and speechwriter Jon Favreau made music together. Some of the best oratory in history. Trump sucks. He's taken politics to the lowest common denominator. He's not very bright, and he's a known cheat at business. He's a liar and a fraud. He's a reality TV star who knows how to manipulate the media and some voters. We will survive. Fuck him and his devoted followers. Ignorance does not deserve this kind of attention.

I don't think Maxine Waters is taken too seriously by anyone, except for her Black constituents. Many view her as the West Coast version of Charlie Rangel: big mouth, long tenure, loyal followers, but a footnote in retirement. She is angry. She's probably still bitter about being investigated. And she knows how to manipulate the media when she feels a need. This episode was an opportunity for her to call Trump a liar. She did speak truth to power. I think this is a gross mischaracterization of her actions. Waters was encouraging voters to use their First Amendment rights, in a similar fashion that has been used for many years by the anti-abortion zealots. It may not be the most polite form of non-violent protest, but it sure does get a message across, and it attracts the media. IMO, it's high time liberals stopped playing nice. I say hit the conservatives with their own heartless venom and make the fight fair. A few may lose their soul in the process, but the fight is good for all. Polarization has been around since 1776. Historians are everywhere these days talking about it on TV. Some pretty ugly stuff from both sides. Oftentimes,, good can come from bad. To fully appreciate good, you need to feel really bad. Many examples of this throughout history. Trump is a TROLL. The biggest lying, manipulating hypocrite this young democracy has ever seen in the White House. He used nasty discourse to get elected. You don't fight a TROLL with the sword of politeness and manners. If you do, you will lose that fight for sure. You serve the TROLL a barrage of his own bullshit until the voters are sick of it. Then they vote him out and send him to oblivion. It takes time, but it will happen. Unless Mueller gets to him first.

Most of Manhattan's leading coffee bean roasters use a simple drip method many now call "pour over." Those of us who have reached a certain age remember when the process was called, "Melitta." Since Melitta is a specific brand, there's no point in using that word to promote another brand. But a Melitta ceramic cone works just as well as any other brand's ceramic cone. And the brewing method, which many coffee snobs swear by, is the same.

The internet loves its conspiracies, and boy are they swirling over Melania's $39 jacket from Zara. Melania never wears anything worth $39. If it was made in China, it cost $2.50 to manufacture. I'm sure her skin was covered in rash. (I know mine would be.) My D.C. friends tell me it's hot and humid there. Who wears a jacket in a summer heat wave for a trip to Texas in the summer? Why did Trump feel an immediate need to comment on the jacket before the speculation got out of hand? Would anyone believe Trump's ever-fake narratives ("I know, let's blame the media") that he constantly pulls from his fart-stained ass? Melania walked to the Oval Office wearing the jacket immediately after she disembarked from the plane, something she's never done before. Would First Lady Melania, who went to Texas to bring the appearance of comfort and concern to the children (supposedly, it was her idea), really dis them in the process with fashion? I'm not buying it. And I'm not buying anything that comes out of Trump's mouth. Trump is the consummate TROLL. Can't believe a fucking word the guy spits out. My guess is the jacket was a message to Trump. I can't prove it, but that's my gut sense. There's something strange going on in this marriage. I hope when Melania reluctantly accepted the role of First Lady her lawyer re-negotiated her pre-nup.

Terrific cover. Very effective.

I'm in a lesser take-down mode today, but Stephen Miller is another smug mother-fucker who needs a splintered bat shoved up his ass. Since he's been Jeff Sessions' boy for so many years, I long for the day when it's revealed they are secret lovers. I like to imagine Miller on his knees sucking on the Keebler Elf's cock. And what the fuck was Melania Trump thinking when she wore that STUPID jacket to the Mexican border? "I really don't care do U?" Are you fucking kidding me? Where did these brain-dead idiots come from? Send them back!

It's too bad it took a lie, a D-minus at creative writing, to lure you into sharing your own revelation. Nonetheless, I enjoyed reading about your future, OneFinger. If one is going to work for a corporation, I can't imagine a better compliment than: "My company really doesn't want me to go." Given that, I'm not surprised you were able to work out a "win-win relationship" moving forward. This sounds like a mutually happy transition. The vast majority of corporate workers don't have these happy stories to share. I'm not a fan of work-causing stress. Stress is no friend to one's health. If you can achieve a less stressful life while still enjoying the financial benefits of working on your own terms, I'd say you hit a home-run. Congratulations. The word retirement is foreign to me. It always sounded like bringing something to an end that you didn't enjoy. A kind of relief. I'm fully aware that most people need to work, but very few truly love the work they do. I consider myself lucky, because I've always loved my work. I was advised early in life to follow my passions, and that financial security would follow me. That's exactly what happened. As long as my brain continues to function, I can produce and create until the day I die. I have no desire or will to stop. I'm hoping the work keeps my brain exercised, while the gym membership works on the body. I've witnessed a few retirees who aged very rapidly and let their mind and body go. Without certain goals and achievements, a sense of vitality and determination can easily disappear.