It’s a tough life.

With COLT Man Luke Garrett (NSFW, duh)
30 June 2008

With COLT Man Mitch Branson (NSFW, duh)
30 June 2008
(Thanks to Linda for the photos)

Dining a hundred feet above Dundas Square in downtown Toronto on a chilly, risk-of-thunderstorm evening is scary on more than one level:

So what was your most enduring memory of Pride 2008?

About three hours after this photo was taken last Sunday, I’d packed Champ off home and was still feeling a little… partyish. Heading out the door to the gaybourhood, I passed the photo location outside the Co$ and where there were once parade-cheering multitudes there were [...]

Our winters are miserable and our politicians are fucktards, we aspire to mediocrity and bend over for multinational corporations, our cities are barely holding it together and our national mantra is “sorry!”
But after a day on the (officially-sanctioned, clothing-optional) beach in the sweltering sun, with cheeky, sexy friends, men and women who’ve immigrated from all [...]

So the forecast for Pride Day in Toronto was “sun, heat, cool and rain.” And we got all of that. And we had a rockin’ party. I spent a lot of time watching the kids having a blast, fiercing it out at an age when I was still thinking I’d some day get married and [...]

Happy Pride Day!
Love Fearlessly!

An Ironic Juxtaposition
Yonge & St. Mary Streets, Toronto, 29 July 2008 4:00PM

Extra-Special “Trouble Week”, Casual-Disregard-for-Common-Courtesy Edition!
At the Gym:
A: Hey, B, have you met Jason? Jason, this is B.
Jason: Nice to meet you.
B: Yes, we’ve met. About a dozen times, I figure. At least.
Jason: Oh, really? When?
B: Well, the first time was when I was working for the Department of Justice and you came in with a [...]

So here’s the deal: Every now and then this Green on Thursday series hits a dry spell and there aren’t any sniveling closet cases or heroic gay icons or droolworthy heterostuds that spring to mind. I’m sure they’re out there, but me throwing up just any GoT celebrity would be akin to me wearing a [...]

Sometimes I think we’re our own worst enemies. By “we” I mean homos and by “worst enemies” I mean “happy Pride Week, jerkasses.”
So it’s like this. Leven and I often talk on the phone about the liberating experience of peeling off your shirt in environments which have, traditionally, been entirely appropriate for the partial or [...]

In case you hadn’t noticed, it’s “Trouble Week” here at This. That. No Other. (like “Shark Week”, only troublier), and what better ambassador for the best kind of trouble than the inimitable Eric Leven — New York blogger, filmmaker, activist and bon vivant — who celebrates 27 years on this planet today. Everyone says Leven’s [...]