T0p D0g Reloaded

That Tabu is and has been gayfriendly, that’s Polichinelle’s secret. This winter they make an exit-entry in the closet with their lifestyle extra on the Tabu men. Is this gay enough? Too gay? Some homophobe remarks have already sprung off on Cristina Bazavan’s entry on the matter. As well, for some gay this glossy is not rainbowy at all.

I happen to look at it as interesting experiment. I hope many learn about it so that we can learn about it too. It’s different lessons. For some it’s going to be about style, for others about life style, and for some it will be about marketing. Without further ado, go see for yourself. Start online, but don’t forget the newsstand. The number of sold hardcopies will be the first measure of economical power of the gay community in Romania.

I have contributed to this issue, but you’ll have to figure what on your own what is my article. And no, I don’t get paid extra if they sell more.

Photo by Tabu

Tags: I am what I am and I will survive, a picture a day, book time to read by monsoux
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Watery snow. It’s been raining like crazy last night and drizzling, and now there is snow on my car and cannot remember if I have all seasons tires or just summer ones.

On the way here I saw a two heavy road accidents, one close to Rupea, the other one in Rupea. Bad time, wrong place. The first one had happened just four cars ahead of me on the road. Waiting for the police and descarceration to do their job I witness a choreography like from another movie. I didn’t want to see the bodies, any bodies. People were moving like distant ants, while the rain was bluring my vision through the windshield. Funnily and iresponsably people kept on stepping on the gas for the rest of the trip, like their only concern was to make it sooner. To make what? Where? Does it still count if you end in th gutter? Literally?!

One brave challange was to pass the car over a shifty log bridge. Probably less dangerous than I imagine. But I was in the mood to assign aggravating circumstances to everything.

Tags: irl by monsoux
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Without even blinking I have erased five to six years of text messages, pictures and contacts. As for the pictures I had the decency to look at them before actually hitting “delete all”.

Tags: down that lane by monsoux
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“From your 220 subscriptions, over the last 30 days you read 1,985 items, starred 8 items, shared 144 items, and emailed 12 items.”

I have also discovered Zachari Logan. On his MySpace, Kate Bush with Army Dreamers almost made cry. I have no idea what she is singing about, it’s her melody that makes me feel, well, like when I was listening to her complete collection, on CD, borrowed from Man. Which reminds me I have been tagged.

So, here! forever-young.pdf

Tags: I am what I am and I will survive, a picture a day, always late in a hurry, down that lane, jukebox treasures by monsoux
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So after not sleeping , then sleeping for 3 hours, I had to wake up at six thirty to get to the railway station. It was cold.

Another conclusion is people in this city are mad at any hour.

Did I mention it was cold?

Tags: annoyed, irl by monsoux
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Or I went to sleep too early?

Tags: annoyed, brilliant questions have no answers, irl by monsoux
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Coming back to Buch we saw a bunch of piglets on the side of the road somewhere near Horezu. He, of course, has immediately declared we should stop and get them. As pets. And it’s now recurrently surfacing every now and then, to our mutual amusement: “Baby, go back. I want my piggy!”

Other then that, I am in limbo in so many ways it’s hard to count. Yeap, for the moment I can only count on credit. Being a hobo sucks!

Tags: Bucharest, Jesse, irl, on the road, state of mind needs good governance by monsoux
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