Law & Disorder
I never needed an explanation at the story from years ago that told us of the woman who suffered the MARY HART SYNDROME – I can sympathize, going through my own form of mental gyrations at the sound of her voice. But, who knew that man’s best friends deal with a similar – albeit less painful – predicament during the opening theme to one of my all-time favorite TV shows?
Land Of The “Lost”
I’m not one of those “Lost” fanatics who spelunk the Internet in a seemingly silly sojourn for secret clues and hints or spoilers. I’ve enjoyed the serial over the years for it’s enthralling storytelling as much as I’ve been frustrated by its inertia during pivotal moments/seasons. My brothers Scott and Sean (and more than a few friends) have implored me to watch the show on DVD, where the interminable breaks and repeats that have scarred it’s reputation during and since season 2 are rendered non-existent. That is something I might do, once upon a future, but with my DVR filled, it’s an impossibility at this point.
I do have hopes for the imminent season – after all, last year’s was the best since the first. Sometimes confounding, sure, at times curious, yet always electrifying, the flash forward plot-line was ingenious and the acting was never finer.
But, besides those reasons, and at the stake of appearing to be redundant of a million other gay blogs which feature half/near-naked men, here’s one of the top reasons I actually watch “Lost”…
…to see one of the most beautiful men on TV…
Yeah, I get lost (ha!) in his, uhhh, eyes. Yeah, those too.
(Shirtless photos courtesey Kenneth Walsh)
My New Reality TV
“MADtv” had lost its funny bone over a decade ago, but every so often it does something amusing enough to warrant a chuckle. This “So You Think You Can Dance” spoof isn’t particularly funny, and probably lasted 2 minutes longer than it should have, but I have to give props to the Judging panel ~ which is eerily spot-on (and who would have ever guessed that a fake Cat Deely could/would be more irritating than the real DEEL?)
Of course, if you’ve never watched “SYTYCD”, then this post is pretty much ineffective to you:
I Want My Gay TV
Ahhh…TV rarely gets as gay as this anymore (I mean, besides Bravo, HGTV and American Idol, of course). Enjoy these lavender nuggets, first aired in the early 80s, at the time when the Chelsea Piers were a breeding ground for infectious diseases (sorta still is), Times Square was a vile den of iniquity, San Francisco was the ninth circle of hell and everything gay on TV was masqueraded in veils of homolicious masquerade balls. Warning: after watching these you might start yearning for multi-colored hankies, poppers and assless chaps, not-to-mention spelunking your closet for that old vinyl copy of the ‘Dreamgirls’ Broadway OCR.
