Joni Mitchell - California

I've been listening to this song non-stop and it goes along with the depressing music slump that I've been in lately. This one holds a special place in my heart, too, because its about my home state, and wanting to go back despite seeing the world. I have a feeling this song will be more significant to me after I come back from Europe. Enjoy. Her voice is so ... I don't know, does "pure" sound too hippy?

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Hottie of the Week

Gah, I'll let this one speak for himself.






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"I Barely Survived" DC Beer Week 2009

This week is DC Beer Week, and yesterday night the Commonwealth had its event - a promotion for Victory brewery in Pennsylvania, with eight discounted Victory beers and food pairings with each of them.

I guess we didn't anticipate such a turnout, because we were extremely poorly staffed. We needed an extra bartender, and maybe even an extra server. Usually, on a busy night at Commonwealth, the bar is maybe three people deep. Last night, it was about seven or eight people deep. It was impossible to get to the bar service station.

However, there was no need to. The bar completely lost control of all of the tickets that the servers were sending in. At one point, the bar was backed up maybe twenty or thirty tickets. Tickets were getting lost.

Th wait was about one to two hours to get a table. People were getting pissed because their drinks were coming out after their food. Our sections were way too big. Scott summed it up beautifully by saying that it was "a complete feeling of hopelessness." I nearly walked out.

On the other hand, I made decent money - money I wasn't expecting as I wasn't even supposed to work last night I also got a phone number from a cute guy at one of my tables. Where was he a year ago? I'm leaving in less than two weeks. Hah.

I've also been listening to a lot of Morrissey again lately. What's up with that?

"The woman of my dreams, she never came along
The woman of my dreams, well, there never was one"
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Wolfmother - Vagabond

[Spoken] "This is a song about innocence lost"

Oh girl, I don't know all the reasons why
I found the answer looking in your eye
I go out walking all day long
Take away this lonely man, soon he will be gone

Cause I'll tell you everything about living free
Yes, I can see you girl
Can you see me?

You don't need to know what I do all day
It's as much as I know
Watch it waste away

Cause I'll tell you everything about livin' free
Yes, I can see you girl
Can you see me?

Go and see the sorcerer, look into the ball
You may find the answer written on the wall
Look at what's inside her
Can you see the answer?

Put her on a mansion on top of the hill
Please don't make her do the things against her will
I found something special
I don't know why
Looking into her pretty little eye

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Thanks BV

At least someone has faith in me.

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Worst Week Ever?

I know I've used that one before, but I'm pretty sure this week has been catastrophically worst than others I've had. Everything that could have gone wrong, did. And although I'm still kicking and am capable of moving on, it still sucks. Everything about this week sucked.

On Saturday, almost a week ago, I bumped into the oven door at work at burned my right arm. Now, a foot long burn is starting to bubble up, ooze and blister, exposing my flesh to whatever elements want to get jiggy with it. I think I've taken care of it, and people say that it's "looking good," whatever that means.

On Sunday, I come home to find my bike missing. I backtracked in my mind to see if maybe I had taken it to work and forgotten it (I've done that before, with this bike and those of my past). I even asked Jijad to see if he had borrowed it, as he had started to just recently for quick jaunts to meet up with Andy or Karim. Nope. Dan helped me look in the bushes and he found the cut lock tossed carelessly into some tall grass. Bike fail.

It sucks the most because it was the bike Nati got me for Christmas. It had sentimental value, and it was a great bike. The way it was stolen makes it seem as though I was being careless with it, and that I didn't care. It really sucked though, and I'm still very upset about it.

On Monday, I went over to my mom's for breakfast only to find her distraught over a cat that had been run over outside on the street in front of her home. Because she was so upset, I offered to go clean it up, hoping she would decline and say that she didn't need me to do that. She did try to make it seem like it wasn't a big deal, but her feelings about it were pretty obvious, so I got a couple of shovels and took care of it.

It was one of the hardest things I've done in a long time. I cried in the middle of the road. People stared at me, but were compassionate when I looked up at them. They would look away, give me one of those smiles people give when something bad is happening - the one where they press their lips together tightly into a line and try to curl the ends upwards very slightly.

I'm also moving out of the house that I've lived in for nearly two years. I can't believe its even been that long. I need to go over to my mom's to pick up her car so that I can load up the two furniture pieces that I'm taking. Very bittersweet.

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Gay Hipster

Hmm, I'm having a hard time with this one.

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Music Video Featuring Joseph Gordon-Levitt and Zooey Deschanel

The video is for Zooey Deschanel's musical outfit She and Him's latest single. The song is called, "Why Do You Let Me Stay Here," and features some brilliant dancing by both stars.

You'll be stunned to see JGL do two backflips in succession, and Deschanel's moves are guaranteed to put a smile on your face.


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Death Cab for Cutie - 405

I took the 405 and drilled a stake down into your center,
And stated that it's never ever been better than this.

I hung my favorite shirt on the floorbaord,
wrinkled up from pulling pushing and tasting, tasting.

You keep twisting the truth
that keeps me thrown askew.

Misguided by the 405 'cause it lead me to an alcoholic summer.
I missed the exit to your parents' house hours ago.

Red wine and the cigarettes...
hide your bad habits underneath the patio, patio, patio, patio.

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Story Of My Life 2

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"Donald Speaks" at!

Donald, who was eliminated this week on the premiere episode of "Megan Wants a Millionaire" (blegh), wrote a series of questions and answers that he thought fans might want to know about him. Usually, Rich Juzwiak conducts all of the interviews himself, but Donald proceeded to take the liberty himself.

What ensued was entirely hilarious and amazing, which is A) why Rich decided to post it anyway, and B) why I decided to cross-post it verbatim. Enjoy!


Before we could even coordinate some interview time with him, the pop-song quoting Megan mega-fan bounced from the first episode of Megan Wants a Millionaire, Donald, reached out to us. He emailed us a series of questions and answers regarding himself he thought readers would like to know more about. Just when you thought Donald couldn’t get more awesome, he goes and interviews himself. Great! The results are below…

Why do you think Megan eliminated you?

I’m sure Megan just took some very sensible advice from BeyoncĂ© and said to herself, “I don’t think I’m ready for this jelly.”

Are you still in love with Megan?

Of course. And that giant pinup of Brandi C taped directly over my bed means absolutely nothing!

What’s the deal with those spots all over your face?

Actually, when you connect all the dots on my face, you get a really charming picture of John and Kate Plus Seven. There wasn’t room on my face for all eight, but I’m trying!

What kind of fan mail have you been getting?

A dog groomer in Fargo has offered to adopt me. Apparently, she hears I’m house-broken.

Are you really a Lady Gaga fan?

Absolutely. And If I’d stayed around for a second episode, I was going to spring this on Megan…

“My name is Don,
I’m kind of sick!
Please don’t point and laugh,
At my disco stick!”

Wonderful, right? Donald adds, “I had a ready reserve of pop culture references for the second episode, but now they’re all sitting neglected in my garage!” Hopefully he’ll get to dust them off on air soon.


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An Open Letter To Straight People Who Get Married

Dear Straight People Who Get Married:

I get the fact that you're "in love" (whatever that is supposed to mean). I get the fact that you want to spend the rest of your lives together (good luck). I get the fact that you have found each other and want the whole world to know it, and I get the fact that you want to reap in the benefits that are afforded to people who get married. I get it.

I've shaken your hands, patted your backs, told you "congratulations" more times than I'm actually proud to admit. I've purchased gifts, served you cocktails, raised a champagne fluke to you and proposed toasts in your honor. And each time I did, I did because I cared for you, and because I was happy that you were happy. Each time I did, it was sincere and done out of love rather than spite or anger or shame for my country.

In a world where globalization is more certain than ever and where networking sites like Facebook are becoming essential elements of socialization, its easy to forget the pains of minorities and the struggling class. Documenting and photographing everything has become so ordinary that many fail to see the parallels between their small celebrations and other's ongoing deprivation.

So, in an open letter to straight people who get married: knowing you are getting married is enough for me to be happy for you. When you start plastering your photographs all over Myspace and start changing your names and relationship status on Facebook, it starts to really grind my nerves.

And its not because I'm jealous, because that should be a given. Its because I'm peeved that you have the audacity to shove the rights that are handed to you like a heterosexual family heirloom down the throats of people you call your friends, your family, when they don't have those same rights. When they have to fight for those same rights. When they have to fight for those same rights, and most of the time lose.

I know a couple who refuse to get married until everyone in the country has the right to marry whomever they choose. I think that is admirable, but I don't think that everyone should be like them. I understand why people get married, and, like I said before, I sincerely wish those who get married nothing but the best. I just don't understand how people who get married can be so insensitive to the timely subject of second-class citizenship amongst their kith and kin.

If I ever am allowed to get married, I'd want you to come to my wedding, so I do hope this does not offend you. Hell, I'm not even sure if I want to get married, should the opportunity with the right man present itself. But I'd like to be able to have a choice is what it all boils down to. I want to be able to marry a Vegas stripper at four in the morning in a drunken roofied stupor just like a heterosexual can. Until the day comes when I can, I'll continue to judge you and your wedding photos, and count down the days until your divorce.

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Yes, I'm Gay, But...

An interesting video that helps gives people with little to no interaction with gay folks a little perspective. These people come from all walks of life, and some are remarkably young to be part of such an intense and timely video.

Yes, We're Gay, but ... we're also a lot of other things, too.

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Hottie of the Week!

Grr, this guy definitely does it for me! Here you go!







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Saves the Day - Ups and Downs

And I'm gonna get to
The bottom of this
Gonna peel back my skin
And look at myself shaking and shivering

And I'll get the rope, from in the house
Survey the scene, finding two of the tallest trees
And I'm tying myself up, above the cool earth
To dangle in the twilight (whoah)

And I'm gonna get to
The bottom of this
Gonna peel back my skin
And look at myself shaking and shivering

And as my skin collects in a pile on the ground
I'll radiate heat, and turn off my head
And just pretend that I don't exist
Then, I'll see clearly to the end

Of the ropes that I've been hanging from (whoa, oh, oh)
As they loosen from the trees, I plummet to the ground
Be impaled and turned around (turning right around)
Finally free from the ups and downs

And I'm gonna get to
The bottom of this
Gonna peel back my skin
And look at myself shaking and shivering

And I'm gonna get to
The bottom of this
Gonna peel back my skin
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Cheeseburger Cupcakes

Melissa G., I'm looking at you!

These fun little cupcakes were put together by a boyfriend for his girlfriend's bday and what a cute little treat they were. Perfect for your vegetarian honey who's had a wicked craving for an all-beef eight-ouncer, or just for a fun little twist to a classic.


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Gay Hipster

Its been a while since I've done this one. Check it out! Pretty cute, right?

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Mika - We Are Golden

Finally, it's arrived ... Mika's new album. But like almost everything that is highly anticipated (at least, in the world of Julian A.), it is a bit of a let-down. I mean, what the hell is this song? Where is the chorus? Where is the bridge? I'm all for unconventionality, but this song is the musical equivalent of Alexis Arquette - a hot hot mess.

Check it out. At least we get to see him dancing around in some hot shoes and his undies.

Edit: because of copyright laws, the official music video and song have been taken down. Here is a Calvin Harris remix of the video and song.

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Late Night Thoughts

I can't go to sleep because I'm thinking of you.

I should probably write this in a more private place ... or not write it at all. I should probably just let it die inside of my brain, but I can't get your face out of my head. I can't get these feelings out of my skin. I wish I could get it out some other way, but the only thing I know how to do is write.

I've never been good at expressing myself, or of doing the right thing at the right time. In fact, I'm quite bad at it. I can't tell a good joke without fumbling over the words, and I couldn't keep you with the right words to save my life. Maybe I shouldn't want to be a writer. Maybe I should just give up.

But sometimes, when this happens (and it hasn't happened in a really long time), there is nothing more for me to do. Writing is what made you so real in my heart, and what made you jump out of my head into my life. Because you're everywhere. In the notebooks I doodle on, to the phrases I scribble out, nothing more than incoherent sentences on scrap paper. And no one has ever made me feel like this.

I'm not in love, no. Not anymore. I'm convinced I'll never love again, if I ever loved at all. My heart feels so big sometimes ... like it'll pop on one of my ribs if it grew any larger inside of my chest. But I'm convinced that I've never loved to my full potential, and that I've never shown anyone everything I have to offer.

Maybe this is why I hold on to you so much. Because you are the one person in this world that I've ever met that I feel like I can express this to, or that I could ever show, not just in words but in actions. I'd open everything up to you and everything would glow in a golden light.

Its good I got this out. If you ever read this, maybe you'll understand. Maybe you'll understand that I'm crazy and confused. I don't know who I am. I don't know what I want. I want to pretend like I'm certain of everything, but the only thing I know for sure is that everything is the way its supposed to be, and I've used that to mask the fact that I don't like that I don't have you.

There. I said it. I don't have you.

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