Swag Girl!

In the daytime, she's quietly foxy photo editor Emily D, but at night, she rips off those identity-concealing glasses and becomes Swag Girl!

Swag Girl is seen here posing with my latest booty, courtesy of DC Comics. What happens when you tell the world that you've never held a comic book? A package is mysteriously couriered to your office. Thanks very much to DC Comics! Now then, have I mentioned that I've never held an HD-TV?

JMG: Year Three

Today is my second blogiversary.

What have these last two years wrought? 518 posts. A couple of hundred short stories. A handful of award nominations. A lot of political huffing and puffing.

But most of all, blogging has given me some wonderful, amazing, inspiring new friends. Some of my favorite bloggers have become great friends, and some of my favorite friends have become great bloggers. Blogging has redefined me. At a time in my life when I found myself slipping out of the hectic gay social scene of parties, bars, discos, a time of any gay man's life (I imagine) when the lure of the couch and the remote control is as great (or greater) than the lure of a night spent bar and/or bed-hopping, blogging has reinserted me into the world, a world which had begun to seem grey and repetitive, but now seems vibrant and always, always new. And now, sometimes, handsome strangers want to buy me drinks.

So I am grateful to all of you, my gentle, treasured readers.

As far as year three, I don't forsee any dramatic changes here on JMG. I'm still using the original template created for me in a Bleecker Street coffeeshop two years years ago by my Blogdaddy. I'm still free of advertising and product-placement and likely will remain so. I don't see myself adding any co-bloggers, creating a team of cut-and-paste news aggregators, or DVR'ing the latest reality show highlights. There's other folks out there doing that better than I ever could. I guess all I can promise you is more of my usual nonsense.

Again, thanks. I'm having a blast.
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As Promised

Thanks to Gayest Neil of Diary Of A Dandy for today's billboard. Check out HX Magazine every week for Gayest Neil's horoscope column.

Adorable Kittens

OK, this is my last gay Republican post for the month, swear. After this, nothing but adorable kittens.

However, please check out Gene Stone's Huffington Post column "The Gay Republican: Oxymoron, or Just Moron?"

Money quote: Read George Bush's lips: The party doesn't want you. Can you hear that? It doesn't want you. You can't pretend any more that you can change it. It doesn't want you. You can't make a difference. It doesn't want you. If the Republican party was a night club, you'd be that poor schlub who never gets past the bouncer. Do you really want to spend the rest of your life standing in the rain outside of a party whose members are actively planning to hurt you?

No, Be Mine

Thanks to Steve Schalchlin, author of Living In The Bonus Round, for today's billboard. I've mentioned here that Steve and his partner won last year's Ovation Award for Best Musical. Did I mention that he's written and recorded a song about me? Cuz he has. The world is a strange place, somebody oughta sell tickets. I know I'd buy one.

They're Saddlin' Up

Last night I met a gay Republican Jew.

The world is truly coming to an end.

Clippity clop. Clippity clop.
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I Got Luv4Buddha

One of the most fascinating aspects of the recent boom in internet video is the phenomenon of the reimagining and resplicing of movie trailers and music videos, as seen on netvid portals such as YouTube. The result is sometimes more entertaining than the original. The most creative video productions often use entirely original images.

Check out YouTube'r Luv4Buddha's original video set to Pink's (*) blistering indictment of GWB, Dear Mr. President, in which he skillfully splices in haunting pictures along with his own lip-sync perfomance. According to his YouTube profile, Luv4Buddha is a 32-year old Harlem-based social worker. Some of his images are over the top, but I think you'll agree that he's created something memorable.



And do check out Pink's wonderful live performance of Dear Mr. President, here.

* A certain cranky-pantsed blogger wants everybody to know that Pink was accompanied by the Indigo Girls on the studio recording of Dear Mr. President.

UPDATE: Order Pink's latest album, I'm Not Dead, here.