My final blog for 2009

Hola mis amigos...that is if I have any left.

So, the year is at an end, as is the decade. The '00's were certainly interesting for me. The ups have been good; the downs have been many (including not having a cave), but why bitch about it? I'm here, I'm queer (though pit me against Adam Lambert and you might wonder), and hey, I've gotten me some tushy this year, so I'd say 'I'm living the high life'.

Okay, I realize that this blog should've been more consistent, but life can be a bit of a doozy at times. But, here are a few of the highlights that I wish to share with the few remaining people who read this.

OCTOBER
Celebrated my first Halloween with my group the Latinos D and even at the Center where I dressed as bludgeoned zombie.

NOVEMBER
Celebrated a wonderful thanksgiving with my family, again my Latinos D family and even got to 'go-go' at the Center for FURBALL (Thanks Joe, Mike, Jace, Joe P, and Bill for quite the fun night...and a special mention to Kevin wherever you are)

DECEMBER
I took part in a retreat funded by my group. Went to the Catskills, partook in many important workshops, met many interesting people and even did the Y.M.C.A.

Saw the Michael Jackson film...hmmm, what might've been. :-(

Saw '2012'...okay, only Hollywood could make 'the end of the world' so glossy!

Still work at Starbucks (and still hate it)

Looking forward to making my magazine 'Dimension D' a real magazine by early 2010; fixing my funky little crown, maybe making something of my marshmallow body, make a porno or two (okay, I'm kidding...maybe) and become a millionaire by 2011. (I can dream, y'know!)

Have a great rest of 2009 and look forward to the teens. C.

Btw: 'Boom Boom Pow', 'I Gotta Feeling' and 'Empire State of Mind' should be the national anthems for 2009.

R.I.P. MJ, Farrah, Bea, Willie, Patrick and Myrta Marzan.

Blogs...Part I, II, III, IV...

Hola:

Listen, I've been a bad, bad, B-aaaaD BEAR! I've left this blog 'bear' for quite sometime and didn't realize that I actually had an audience! So here it goes, before Thanksgiving, I'll be briefing you all 'ositos' of my recent activities as well as some upsoming events.

One of which will be out Thanksgiving dinner Wednesday the 25th at our MPowerment offices on 24 West 25th Street. For further info, call Hugo, Gerardo and Mauro for more info: 212-967-8530

What can I say? Been living in a cave!! That's what bears do. :-)

Big party this Friday!

Hola mis amigos y que tal?

Alright, my life's been pretty hectic which is why my postings have been a bit slim, but I am here to invite you to a great party this Friday, the 30th; the night before Halloween. It's called 'NOCHE DE VAMPIROS' or 'A Night with Vampires'.

There'll be hot guys, lots of food (and blood, if that's your thing. Just kidding) and yes, A CONTEST!!! OMG!!! ;-) Come up with the sexiest, weirdest vampire costume and win a big prize...maybe even some nookie.

For more information call Hugo, Gerardo or Mauro at the Latino Commission on AIDS [www.latinoaids.org] at 212-967-8530.

It'll be a bloody scream HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! [very bad evil laugh] See you there.

I'm BAAAAAACK!!! ('Whip It' review)

(courtesy of Fox Searchlight Pictures)

Hola y que tal. Guess what? I'm baaaaaaack!!!

Okay, after a very long and even painful couple of weeks; I am very happy to report that your 'cub' reporter has nicked a few of his major problems in the bud. I'll be blogging on a few of the venues, events and even movies that I go to or see and ecrtainly hope to the Almighty that you are reading them. First up...my review of Drew Barrymore's directorial debut. It seems Ms. Barrymore and her star, 'Juno's' Ellen Page, haved 'whipped' up a winner!

Page (in a somewhat nicer version of the more acerbic and off-puttin 'Juno' character) plays a Texas teen named Bliss Anderson who is literally forced by her mother's sad decree to enter every beauty pageant imaginable, despite her objections. Her mother is played by the incomparable, Oscar-winning actress Marcia Gay Harden who plays a more toned-down version of Sissy Spacek's mother in 'Carrie', but without the Biblethumping. Clearly, Bliss is too square a peg to even fit in these pretty, round holes, so on a trip to Austin, she finds her calling...all-female roller derby.

Though not having been on skates for quite a while, eventually she gets the hang of it and impresses her teammates, and even catches the ire of a rival (played wonderfully by Juliette Lewis in a rare performance), and even finds a potential boyfriend (Landon Pigg), until [ahem] she's caught by her mom, her true age is called into question and even loses her love interest to the same 80's glam rock band T-Shirt she was wearing. Oh yeah, and she has to appear in a pageant that's (wouldn'tcha know it???!) on the same day as the big game. What's a rebellious teenage roller derby girl with moxie to do?

Face it, folks; we all love an underdog story and 'Whip It' provides us with a good one. True, the movie's themes have been done to death before and yeah, there's no sign of the Devo song that should be accompanying this; but still, the film's a breath of fresh air and never once feels false. Barrymore directs her cast and herself with plenty of assurance and even takes a backseat to much of the action, opting to focus solely on Page, who is once again in rebel mode, but is a lot more likeable than that last incarnation (The film 'Juno' was loved by many, but not me). Shauna Cross does a fine job of scripting from her young adult novel 'Derby Girl' and in the end, we end up rooting...and yes, even caring about all of the characters.

Next time, buy the rights to the Devo song, so we can hear it at some point; even in closing credits.

Update.

Hola.

Okay, this blog is just for me.

I am a good person.

I love my life.

I am great at what I do.

I am happy, though sometimes I don't show it.

My life is fine, but it will get even better.

I surround myself only with good people who love me as I am.

If anyone has an issue with the way I look; they need to take it up with two people: God and my mother.

People may think that my being is an excuse to pour their failures and insecurities on me. Trust me, they need more than their junk to weigh me down.

Beauty is deceptive. Outer beauty hides pure ugliness whereas inner beauty will glow no matter what the package it comes in.

God (or whatever you wanna call him or it) may good for some things...but nothing beats good old fashioned common sense and reason.

Love is subjective. Love is cruel. Love is unkind...but it's still something we all want (myself included).

In closing...I <3 me...always.

Carlos J. Gonzalez

But, he homeless...

Hola everybody:

I post this blog with a very heavy heart in reporting that as a 'cub' reporter, I am now actually reporting from the trenches. Folks, this bear was forced to turn in his keys to his roommate and is now commonly known as 'undomeciled' or 'homeless'.

I would've never thought this could ever happen to me; a smart, relatively resourceful man with a biting sense of humor and plenty of lip. I guess once you realize the preciousness of what you have when you don't have it anymore: a warm bed, a television, light and electricity, a kitchen, a bathroom, a living room to entertain, internet access and yes, even scores of porn.

Am I asking why this is happening? No, not really. I have tried and am still trying to make a name for myself in the big bad city and I do believe in my heart of hearts that I will achieve that dream; but as always, there are hurdles, bumps, arrows and even bullets to dodge and sometimes they hit - and hard!

But, fret not. My spirit is not deterred, nor am I down in the dumps. This is just temporary and I know that once the job I seek is granted, my troubles will be over and I will have a roof over my head and finally the career. I want to thank each and every reader of my blog and hope that it continues to entertain, inform, challenge, or even make you gag. One can only hope!

Oh yeah and in rememberance:

9/11/2001

'She's Having a Baby' retrospective.

(courtesy of Paramount Pictures)

Hola y que tal?

The death of John Hughes on August the 6th left quite the void in me that I decided in his honor to view some of his best work: films such as "Sixteen Candles", The Breakfast Club", "Pretty In Pink", "Ferris Bueller's Day Off", and "Planes, Trains & Automobiles. But the film that resonates the most, is the one most consider his worst, or his biggest commercial failure: "She's Having a Baby".

Released back in early 1988, the film came out after "Planes, Trains & Automobiles" which was a big hit for Hughes and its stars, Steve Martin and the late John Candy. But for some obscure reason, no one was ready for a more adult Hughes who dared to question the purpose of marriage, the need for economic stability and finally, the joys and trials of parenthood. Most were content with his cutesy, but often meaty teen movies and subsequent kiddie movies such as, "Home Alone" and "Beethoven". They didn't want a movie that actually made its audience think, laugh and even feel. Personally, I think it was a 'timing' issue. If "Baby" had been released before "Planes", it might've stood a chance, but we'll never know now.

The film feels somewhat autobiographical in tone which is why it succeeds as well as it does. Kevin Bacon plays Jake, a 20-something college student marrying his high school sweetheart (played wonderfully by Elizabeth McGovern), but on the verge of getting cold feet. His superficial best friend (played with brilliant smugness by Alec Baldwin in one of his better roles) tries to talk him out of it (he has his own agenda, of course), but upon marrying her, he must now grow up and be stabilized; this means a career that pays, a house in the suburbs and the good life. Still, he questions the validity of it all..but then, he's thrust into fatherhood.

Many critics were unkind to this film and audiences ignored it in droves; but much like Sam Mendes' "American Beauty" which succesfully combined humor with human drama, John Hughes should've been lauded for making a very stark, very poignant film about the tragedy, pratfall, even joy that is life.

Rent (or buy) this gem of a film. It really was Hughes' best film work.

John Hughes
1950-2009

My birthday weekend (with COLT star Skye Woods).

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John Hughes: A Tribute.

Hola mis amigos:

I just learned some sad news. Director John Hughes who made some of the best teen/kiddie comedies passed away this past Thursday while visiting in New York City. I must say, he is a great influence in my life as far as film and writing.

Now you're probably saying "Who really gives a shit". Well, he might not have been as famous as say...Bea, Kronkite, Farrah and of course, Michael, but anyone who has ever felt or been labelled "freak, weird, geek, awkward, dweebie", he was a powerful voice for. He made being a square cool for all of us weirdos and yeah...he made a "hot beef injection" sound really cool.

Watch "Sixteen Candles, Breakfast Club, Ferris Bueller's Day Off", and my fave, "She's Having a Baby" and you'll see the gentle genius behind the man.

R.I.P. 1950 - 2009

SPLASH: Man Bar Fridays.

Hola Hola Hola y muchas gracias.

Okay, what's a 'cub' reporter to do on a Friday night (other than stay home eating nacho chips, drinking bottles of Pepsi and watching Matthew Rush DVDs all night long)? Well, my good friend Max Scott (www.maxscottevents.com) has got a nice thing going on Friday nights at Splash on 50 West 17th Street. It's called 'Man Bar Fridays'. It's kind of a throwback to old school Disco shows, but with the added pleasure of some live go-go boy entertainment.

The party usually gets underway about 11-ish or so and before it even starts, you get to strut your heiny on the dance floor while smooth-skinned, muscled go-go boys provide the eye candy. Yeah sure, tip 'em a buck and they'll be your best friend...for about two nths of a nanosecond. The two main headliners on the Friday I went is my good friend, go-go bear extraordinaire Jonny Mack (http://web.me.com/jonnymack) and Brazilian god Torez who both put on a blazingly hot sex show with ropes and military khakis. Okay, I know what you're thinking and no, it didn't segue into a XXX throwdown. Splash, is of course, a very trendy club with rules and parameters, although if you ask me, it's also a bit on the uppity side. Oh well, never said Chelsea wasn't the most ϋberswanky of gay-borhoods.

So, on a tip from me, if you're ever bored on a Friday night and want some fun, wade on down to Splash for Man Bar Fridays...oh and bring your own rope.

By the way, isn't he just the cutest thing??? ;-)

Thanks Max.

'Orphan' review

(courtesy Dark Castle/Warner Bros.)

Hola mi amigos y que tal.

Okay, bad horror movies are a dime a dozen. Good ones are very rare and great ones are the way of the dodo bird. 'Orphan' falls somewhere between good and great and yet, I highly recommend it for those who want a really good ride. This film blatantly exploits the tried and true horror formula: the 'child from hell', slaps it on a rocket, lights the fuse and let's it rip!

Plot is as follows: Kate (Vera Farmiga who can't seem to stay away from evil children; remember 'Joshua'?) is a former music teacher who mopes over the loss of her stillborn daughter. She and her husband devise a solution. Adopt a child...but HOLD IT! Not just any child! THE ultimate child from hell, Esther.

Esther, played to the brilliant hilt by 12-year-old Isabelle Fuhrman, is a bright girl with pigtails, is artistically and musically brilliant, but somewhat antisocial. Her headmistress nun at the orphanage is more than happy to be rid of her (note the dark glances). The kids don't like her, she dresses like a porcelain doll after one two many vodkas, and yes folks, has a tendency to be around almost fatal accidents. Oh, did I mention that she kills too?

Of course, Kate is the only one to see past her angelic facade and she's accused of being paranoid and reverting back to her drinking (which got her fired from her job in the first place). But then, Kate's kids are put in even more danger and therefore Kate must intervene before she has no family whatsoever. Oh yeah, and there's a 'Crying Game'-style plot twist to boot!

Yes, it's a horror film and horror films are supposed to be disturbing and sick. I know critics have already panned this gem, but who cares? 'Orphan' does what a horror film should do and that is seep through your skin like a leech and suck it the f*ck dry and it does that quite well.

Yes, there's something wrong with little Esther. She's a stark raving beeyotch!! Go see it.

Dance 208: Summer Garage Classics.

Hola mis amigos, y ojala te tuvistes un buen fin de semana (hope y'all had a great weekend)

Having been born in the early-seventies, I missed out on a lot of things; Watergate, 'Nam, the opening of 'Rocky' ("Adrieeeen, Adrieeeeen!!!" ; odd that he'd become a megastar out of that mess!). Well, with the help of Joe Fiore, I got chance to travel back to 1979 (maybe) and experience the grooviest, hippest, most outta sight party this past Saturday.

It was called 'Summer Garage Classics' and the name suggests it all. Reminiscing the days of platforms, mood rings, polyester, lava lamps, 8-tracks and all the free sex a man (or woman) could hope for. Seriously, Fiore, the 'Mad Hatter' genuis gave us quite the party without the slickness or unnecessary Madison Avenue glitz that permeated through the 1970's. Think, 'Studio 54' without the attitude, drugs and the elitism; or so I've been told. Mind you, I was raped into watching 'Bambi' rather than get to snort coke off some guy's zipper. Just kidding by the way...DRUGS ARE VERY BAD!!! :-)

Anyhoos, here I am with the man of the hour who is still nursing a broken leg, poor baby! You gotta ease up on the rough sex, dude! :-)

'Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince'

(courtesy Heyday Films/Warner Bros. Pictures)

Hola chicos y chicas; bienvenido a 'Bears Gone Wild', hehe!

So, in our struggling economic times, it's a little difficult to fathom the notion of going to the movies without opening your wrists afterwards because you just paid $12 (popcorn, candy and drink not included) for the worst dreck of your life and time you'll never get back.

So, it is with great pleasure to announce that the latest "Harry Potter" flick; of course, going by its full title, "Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince" gets my seal of approval as one of the best summer films of 2009.

Once again, we find our beleaguered boy wizard (Daniel Radcliffe, now looking striking at 20) faced with even more perils at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. A new conspiracy is brewing among Valdemort's faithful and the Death Eaters are now becoming more powerful. One of the conspirators is Professor Snape (an always brilliant Alan Rickman) who along with evil Hogwarts bully Draco Malfoy (Tom Felton) are allowing all the dark forces to enter Hogwarts. Again, it is up to Potter and esteemed headmaster Albus Dumbledore (a wonderful Michael Gambon) to unroot the source of the evil and try to stop it, but it does prove to have a fatal result. Also, Ron Weasley (Rupert Grint) has become somewhat of a stud, much to the chagrin of Hermoine (Emma Watson, seriously is she hot or what???) and even Harry has got Ron's sister, Ginny, wetting her lips for him. Ooooh! Filthy stuff for a PG movie!

Anyhows, I imagine that those who are faithful readers of the insanely popular J.K. Rowling books may differ in their opinion of this film adaptation, but who cares? A book of Rowling's magnitude can only fit so much on screen and the last book 'The Deathly Hallows' will be split in two parts for 2010 and 2011. So...in closing, spend that money on this gem and let's see if the 'film' versions for the last one exceed expectation.

By the way, wanna see what I can do with my wand? Hehe!

THE LAUNCHING OF G MAG

Bienvenido a un nuevo edicion de 'La Fiesta del Latino Oso'.

They often say that you never get a second chance to make a good first impression, so the gods of karma have directed me to repost this blog the right way.

Last Friday at Club Atlantis in the heart of Jackson Heights, I was given the privilidge of being part of history. The launching of 'G Mag', a new LGBT-friendly magazine dedicated to covering urban nightlife from a Latino perspective. The magazine has the groundbreaking distinction of being the first 'bilingual' English to Spanish text. It accomplishes two tasks and that is to reach both the English and Spanish speaking communities in our very diverse Latino community.

I got to meet Vice President Cesar Galvez and President Luis Rodriguez who are the creators of this very inventive and innovative magazine. Like all LBGT-based publications, it features news and current events: the main article features a touching tribute to the late Michael Jackson and correlates it to the same sadness felt in our community when we lost one of our greats, Celia Cruz. They also reviewd the latest Sacha Baron Cohen comedy, "Bruno" and their features include everything from editorials and cloumns to horoscope and nightlife. Much credit must be given to these innovators for giving us an informative and entertaining magazine that will be gracing the stands for years to come.

Peace and be well, my friends.
Que la paz y los benidiciones sean amplea, mis amigos.

C-los.

Hello and welcome to another edition of the 'Latin Bear Beat':

A menudo se dice que usted nunca tener una segunda oportunidad para dar una buena primera impresión, eso es la cual lo que los dioses del karma han dirigido a publicar en este blog de la manera correcta.

El viernes pasado en el Club Atlantis en el corazón de Jackson Heights, se me dio la privilejio de ser parte de historia. El lanzamiento de 'G Mag', una nueva revista LGBT urbano dedicado a la vida nocturna de una perspectiva latina. La revista tiene la distinción de ser pionero de la primera "bilingüe" Inglés a Español texto. Se realiza dos tareas, y que es llegar a los de habla Inglés y Español comunidades muy diversas en nuestra comunidad latina.

Fue introducido a Vice President César Gálvez y el presidente Luis Rodríguez, que son los creadores de esta inventiva e innovadora revista. Al igual que todos los LBGT a base de las publicaciones, incluye noticias y acontecimientos de actualidad: el artículo principal cuenta con un homenaje conmovedor a los fines de Michael Jackson y la correlaciona con la misma tristeza sentido en nuestra comunidad, cuando perdimos una de nuestros grandes, Celia Cruz. También criticaron la última comedia de Sacha Baron Cohen, "Bruno" y sus características incluyen todo, desde los editoriales y cloumns, al horóscopo y vida nocturna. Gran parte del mérito se debe dar a estos innovadores por darnos una revista informativa y de entretenido que será vamos a leer constantemente en los proximo años.

C-los.

My 'Bruno' review.

(courtesy Universal Pictures)

Hola, que tal and como se va.

One of the small perks of shoveling coffee at my unnamed, but still crappy coffeehouse franchise is that occasionally I can get free movie tickets. To give you a hint, we're where Universal UMG is on 8th Avenue.

Anyhoo peoples, this 'cub' reporter got front row seats to the latest blockbuster extravaganza (and no, we're not talking lost footage from Michael Jackson's film debut in "The Wiz"). It's BRUNO! The latest from Sacha Baron Cohen, the wacky Brit who created that other infamous (and very creepy) character 'BORAT'. Well...this one is other creepy character; a flamboyantly gay fashionista who fancies himself too chic and too hip for the other fashionistas of the world. Pfffft! Yeah sure!

At any rate, if you're expecting any tameness from Cohen...guess the f*ck again! In the same anarchic spirit of BORAT, Cohen again assaults his audience with his hilarious, if strange, kamikaze and controversial style of comedy. No target is sacred, no joke safe, and no celebrity unharmed. Well, from reports I heard, he cut out what could've been a very offensive MJ joke when he was interviewing his sister, La Toya. Bravo...but it could've still been funny.

Cohen (who is actually straight and married to 'Confessions of a Shopaholic' cutie, Isla Fisher) is smart comic and knows which targets will generate the most laughs. He goes after reality shows, celebrity adoptions, gay adoptions, Southern redneck homophobes, gay-to-straight converts and even gay marraige in Cali. The best part is...it is SO GODDAMN F*CKING FUNNY!!!

It comes out July 10th, and by the way...no penis is safe...neither is the late 'Milli' from Milli Vanilli.

SUMMER FUR: The fur done flewww!!!

Hola muchachos y muchachas...well, mostly muchachos. Hehe!

Last Friday, just in time to usher the gay pride weekend; I went to a big cave (better known as the Gay & Lesbian Center on 13th Street) and what do I see? BEEEAAAAARRRRZZZZZ!!!!

Big bears, little bears, skinny bears, muscle bears...bottom line, if they had fur, they were bears. Okay, maybe one or two of them were missing that vital characteristic, but WHO CARES?!

Promoter Joe Fiore outdid himself this year after FUR BALL with the ultimate bear free-for-all that included dancing, raffles, hot go-go boys, including HX go-go boy nominee Jonny Mack (okay, that whole 'voting' thing was rigged; my boy shoulda won, and who in the hell is this Geronimo anyway?!?!?!) and a sexy up-and-'cum'mer by the name of J.G. Ruffcub. Oh! That was a sight for a loveless, f*ckless, hairy cub as myself. He may have been small in stature, but the face of an angel, the body of a sexy couch potato, complete with beer/chipsn'dip gut and an ass that just made him say, "come inside, by all means"!

The place was packed, the crowd was wild, I danced, I drank and yes, I even took my shirt off to reveal the loads of fur on my back (and front). Bottom line, no hibernation required, just good furry fun.

...and yes, a certain music superstar non-bear who had passed away was given tribute. Thanks Joe.

ANNOUNCEMENTS

Due to the weirdness that was last week and this weekend (as well as Gay Pride in N.Y.C.) My SUMMER FUR and my GAY PRIDE PARADE reports will be sometime this week. Stay tuned.

In Memoriam: Two (and a half) Legends.

Hola mis amigos:





On Thursday, June 25th, just as I was celebrating NOT being a f*cking barista for a day. I heard some very sad news. I heard on the wire that my favorite Charlie's Angel, Farrah Fawcett had succumbed to her longtime battle with cancer. My heart broke, but nonetheless, I had to keep working. So I paid tribute like I always do; putting a status report on my Facebook profile.





Then...and even bigger shock came at roughly 4p.m. A friend of mine almost casually mentions to me while on the internet, "Hey, Michael Jackson died". I thought it had to be a f*cking joke! This is Michael Jackson we're talkin' about here! The King of Pop! Wacko Jacko! The Moonwalker! The 'Thriller' and in some cases, the "Freak". I just couldn't believe it. I even went so far as to call my mother in Atlanta (and believe me, she's NOT a fan!) to confirm. An hour later, it was confirmed. Michael Joseph Jackson of Gary, Indiana had died at the ripe old age of 50.





Now, I'm not one to mourn or grieve, but this past Thursday will always be remembered by me as "Black Thursday". The day two beloved icons of music and film had finally moved onto the cosmos and will forever remain legends. I'll miss you and thank the stars that you were in my life for the short time you were allowed.





R.I.P. Farrah Fawcett (1947-2009) and Michael Jackson (1958-2009). I my <3>

P.S. On an even stranger note, Billy Mays, the popular Oxy Clean ad pitchman died in Tampa over the weekend. JESUS F-ING CHRIST!!! IS THERE NO END?!?!?!?

Billy Mays (1958-2009)

Folsom Street Fair on 10th Street.

Hola, hola, como esta?

Well, this rather petulant 'cub' reporter was back in the trenches, reporting all that is good in the LGBT beat. This time he came upon a doozy! The Folsom Street East Fair held this past Sunday on 28th and 10th Ave by Eagle.

I have never seen so many freaks of nature in my entire life, and yes, I know they were sexual freaks, but hey, that was the whole purpose for them being there. Though I've never been to San Francisco, I can only image what a gay couple hopped up on 'roids, wearing endless tattoos and donned in complete leather regalia has to put up with when they go to a Starbucks and order a Caramel Macchiato. He he!

Anyhoos muchachos, My camera and my testiness where put to the brink of exhaustion. So many bears, leatherdaddies, musclebunnies, tattooed and pierced loonietoons, freaks and weirdos in one setting, and those were just the guys at the door! I got to see live and in person, famous XXX porn director, Ms. Chi Chi Larue doing hosting duties. There were guys in gas masks, chained up, getting their red ass beaten like a beet, sullen, attitude you couldn't cut with a chainsaw, and the best part was...I loved every BIT OF IT!!!

I look forward to next year.

By the way...this is my favorite shot!

Group Night.

Hola Papi chulos, how goes it?

This is a very short and sweet blog just to send some love to my 'Latinos D' crew of which I meet with on Wednesday nights at 6 at the Latino Commission on AIDS at 24 W 25 St. Tonight's topic is 'Superficiality in the gay community', of which I am really looking forward to. Basically, the topic will cover whether being gay means you have to buy everything Gucci, Versace, Prada, go to David Barton or NY(Sex)C to compare abs and dick size, pop every pill or dust known to man to fit in with the prima donna set, resculpt your body so you can audition for Michael Lucas or have that Roman orgy you've been so desperate for....

Or...if you could just be a gay human being and be okay with it.

Ciao, hasta luego.

C-los.

WOOF! Vote for Jonny Mack as 'Go-Go Boy 2009' [3 days left]

Hola, hello and bienvenido:

This is your beige Boriqua 'cub' reporter reporting from the trenches of New York City gay nightlife. I'm gonna start with one of my favorite spots: VIEW on 8th Avenue between 22nd St and 21st. The party is called WOOF! and it pretty much speaks for itself. This party, spearheaded by none other than my good friend Max Scott, is a lively 'bearfest' that brings out all the ravenous, manhungry men of the mostly body hair fetish. Yes, what we like to call the 'Bears', or the big, burly, beefy men who prowl the city looking for you twinks, musclemarys, prettyboys, or who just want to rub upon each other bellies. Yes we are a gentle breed of people contrary to public myth.

Anyhoos, this reporter doesn't always do the political scene; but this is one candidate he's voting for....Bear go-go man extraordinaire: JONNY MACK! [See photo]

Doesn't he just make you want ot fall in love? Or at the very least, drop your drawers??? :-)

Well, anyway, HX Magazine has voted him one of the nominees for 'Best Go-Go Boy of 2009' and I for one say, HE MUST WIN, DAMN YOU!!!! He's promised this 'cub' a lifetime of free lapdances, so I expect to be paid in full people! [snicker snicker] All you have to do is cast your vote at www.hx.com/vote, but you must hurry, the 'booth' as it were, closes its curtain this Thursday, June 18th. The results will be revealed...sometime next week. Hey, I never said I reported with accuracy!

As for the WOOF! Party, Max knows how to throw it and throw it well. We had sexy Brazilian Luis Carlos as a headliner and I mean really, the body speaks for itself! Not to mention, those g-h-h-h-orgeous tattoos! Max will on occassion have a porn star headlining the fun, so come by every Monday nights at 7p.m., though the party doesn't officially get under way until 9. There's a $5 cover charge, but small potatoes compared to other swanky partys that I'm sure you'll all forget by evening's end.

So don't forget, Vote for Jonny, you've all got three dayas and if he wins, I'll give away one of my many lapdances. Hehe!

That is all for now. Hasta luego osos locos (o locas)

www.hx.com/vote

www.maxscottevents.com

WELCOME/BIENVENIDO

Hi everyone:

My name is C-los. I'm a gruff, ruff, but oh-so-loveable 'bear' about town. The purpose for this blog is to review many of the LGBT venues I go to and to post up pictures of said events. I will be posting in English and occasionally in Espanol for all my sexy Papi bears out there. Look forward to any all feedback and criticisms (even insults!) and hope you have a good time reading them.

My best to all
Lo mejor a todos:
C-los.