DYFL?

adeandabet:

bostongrits:

dailycuteboy:

queer-as-ty / (via propertyofguy)

God grant me the serenity
to see the things I cannot touch;
courage to touch the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference.

Ha! Well put.

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I really need to go back to the gym.

omg Kylie COME ON ALREADY AAIIIEEEEE

He Wolf

This kid rules.

According to IMDB, if you like Dawson’s Creek, you will enjoy other REALLY, REALLY GAY SHIT.

Ciara (w/ Missy Elliott) - “Work”

This is the most hardcore lesbian pornography I’ve ever seen.

takethecityandrun:

ericmortensen:

asprettyasasong:

dylicious: mykicks:

The flag of equal marriage

This is an evolving protest flag for equal marriage rights in the United States.
The stars on the Jan 1, 2010 flag represent the states that actively perform same-sex marriages. Stars are arranged on the blue field in order of each state’s admission into the union.

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Wow, that’s pretty clever.

I consumed two notable instances of pop-culture this weekend: the Wolverine movie, and (sort of by accident) Lady Gaga in concert at Terminal 5. Of the former, the less said the better, as it was quite frankly terrible. But so it goes.

But of the latter… hahahahaha. I have to say, I’ve always had a bit of a sneaking fondness for Lady Gaga, possibly out of some kind of homosexual community pride. But in the last few months, as she’s become an actual honest-to-God big deal popstar, I’ve grown to appreciate her more and more. Part of it is just because she’s so completely ridiculous, and I would rather have ridiculous popstars than boring ones, or slutty-by-numbers ones. But a lot of it is also a reaction against many of the people who just seem SO GODDAMN ANGRY that this woman could possibly exist. I feel like most of the critics of Gaga don’t understand that laughter is a perfectly acceptable response to her schtick. Yes, obviously she’s transparently fake, and pretentious in a way you don’t normally see after the tenth grade: but that’s funny, and she knows it. She’s just as happy if you laugh as she is if you take it seriously. She’s here to entertain.

And I have to say, she definitely entertained on Saturday night. She danced her face off, she wore hilarious clothes (as above), her live vocals were surprisingly strong, she chatted to the audience a lot, she played “Poker Face” twice in two different arrangements — basically, she made sure we got our money’s worth and more (and considering the fact that the tickets were only $20, it was one of the better pop bargains I’ve gotten in a while). I’m really deeply curious to see if she manages to stick around for more than one album — I’d rank her chances at somewhere around 20%, frankly, but if she actually brings it on her next record maybe all this “new Madonna” talk is justified. Remember: In all the ways people complain that Gaga is tasteless and pretentious and superficial now, the same kinds of people were saying the same kinds of things about Madonna twenty-five years ago.

I do have to offer a note on the audience of the show I attended — Gaga was playing twice in one night, and I went to the earlier show, which must have been the reason for the crowd makeup. You might’ve expected the Gaga crowd to be, well, pretty gay, but in point of fact it was maybe 30% gay guys, with the rest of the audience made up of thirteen- to fifteen-year-old New Jersey girls in slutty dresses and five-inch heels, the majority of whom were DRUNK OFF THEIR ASSES. It was hilarious. My date and I were toppled onto no less than three times before the first opening act even started. Youth of America, between those shameless displays and your misplaced fervor for the distinctly unoriginal stylings of Chester French and the White Tie Affair (the latter of whom was a bizarre mashup of the Jonas Brothers and the Killers, like what Disney Radio would sound like if its acts were allowed to talk about sex and do rocked-up covers of “Got Money”), you are really setting quite an example.