I live in Washington, DC. This city looks complicated and exciting and dangerous and corrupt. Its really a small town in a big, gaudy wrapper. Everyone knows everyone else’s business, and most people keep their mouths shut, for the dirt you do inside Washington DC doesn’t really need to be known by everyone outside the bubble. Everyone does dirt. The object of the game is to maintain the “appearance of respectability” while rolling around in the mud with the rest of the pigs. 🙂
The topics I’m going to concentrate on are, to me, the lifeblood of every adult : Sex. Politics. Art. Cuisine. Sports to me don’t matter. Millionaires ruled by Billionaires playing potentially lethal games for the glory of the advertisers and the distraction of folks who really should know better doesn’t show up on the gay-dar. Oh yes, I’m gayer than a picnic basket, so let’s just get that out of the way right now. Being Gay doesn’t necessary mean I shouldn’t like sports. I know plenty of guys who enjoy the naked company of other men who spend their weekends glued to flat screens, and can reel off stats faster than the folks on ESPN.
That’s not me.
Sex: I’m Gay. I like men. A lot. Exploring the boundaries of pleasure does occupy a fair amount of my time. Vanilla is a flavor. Kink is an idea. We’ll go into more of that as time goes on…
Politics: This topic is not mutually exclusive of sex, as can be attested to by the obsession this country went through with a soiled blue dress. I pay more attention to politics for one specific reason – politics, regardless of whether you are paying attention to them or not can drastically affect your life. One person not reading something handed to them by a lobbyist, that they then slide into a bill can cause global economies to crisp and disintegrate. Nobody wants to see the sausage being made. Except me. I want the details, thanks.
Art: Wide ranging subject. I like to draw, photograph, paint, and compose music. I enjoy plays, shows, movies, and public spectacles, even REALLY bad ones. Sometimes, I’ll write about stuff I’ve seen and share it with you. Opinions are like assholes. Everyone has one. The surprising thing is the number of people who want to see yours or mine. 🙂
Cusine: I cook. I eat. I feed my friends and co-workers. My television 90% of the time is on The Cooking Channel if its not playing something off of Pandora, or Netflix. There will be lots of pictures of things I’ve cooked. I rarely take pictures of food someone else has prepared, so you will not be bombarded with images of the things you can get to eat in this city. I might describe them. I’ll rarely take pictures of them. Its kind of like taking pictures of paintings in a museum. I’m ok with capturing something I’ve created. It seems a little wrong to be shooting someone else’s handiwork, even if its gorgeous.
So, does that mean I have to throw away my photo of the Mona Lisa from the Louvre?
When other people are inspired by a work to capture it, I think that’s awesome. Its just not what I do. Just a matter of personal choice.