great article about my movie, which i will be shamelessly plugging with pics and gossipy bits until it's summer 08 release...read this puh-lease!
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i'm sitting here cleaning out my file cabinet (getting a head start on 08, ladies) and i came across this cd of pics from big brother sequester in 2004. this was taken the night that natalie arrived...we were supposed to hate each other but u can see that we really weren't mortal enemies. i look at this picture and think two things: 1) damn, i was skinny as hell and 2) life has really changed. right now, i feel like a completely different person than i was when that snapshot was fired...some for the better, some for the worse. but i'm still learnin and travelin thru like dolly sings. here's to a more exciting journey for all of us in 2008. oh yeah, big news...i made my first movie. i'm on such a high from the experience...i will post pictures and stories once i get them all organized. ANOTHER GAY SEQUEL in theatres August 2008. SO MUCH FUN. i love ya all, i really do. peace, willy

This following is a post written by an unknown blogger regarding the Rosie ODonnell 'terrorist' controversy. I wish I could've written it myself:

I just watched Chris Matthews and his panel of journalists including Howard Feinman, Jill Zuckman, and Jonathan Capehart. Matthews asked the panel after replaying that segment of the show if she in fact said that our troops were the terrorists. They unanimously agreed with Matthews that she did call our troops terrorists. That conforms with the majority of journalists who have reported on this comment.

Rosie does not mention the troops at all in that segment of the show. She poses a rhetorical question. "Who are the terrorists?" "I'm saying if you were in Iraq, and the other country, the United States, the richest in the world, invaded your country and killed 655,000 of your citizens, what would you call us?"In both of her rhetorical questions she refers to the "United States" and "us." The policy of the United States or "our" policy in Iraq is not the responsibility of the soldiers who are ordered to execute the policy. It is obvious that state supported terrorism can only be implemented by those who have the responsibility of doing the fighting and dying. But, it is not the soldiers who are the terrorists in that hypothetical. And she was not calling the soldiers terrorists.

It is absolutely absurd that these journalists agreed with the interpretation that Matthews and the majority of the MSM had concluded.These journalists who are supposed to be experts on language and communication certainly know that she meant that the U.S. policy was the villain here and not the soldiers. Yet they persist in accusing the accusers who do not fit into their elite club. People like Rosie and others who have been branded as eccentric and outside the main stream are always fair game. They do it with many others who speak truth to power by carefully portraying sound bites out of context. They have done that to Noam Chomsky and Gore Vidal for years.

The truth is that it was the elite reporters like the Hardball panel aforementioned who aided and abetted the rush to war in Iraq and fostered the terrorist policy that has resulted in this catastrophe. So it is not Rosie who is the villain. It is journalists like these who have to rationalize their lack of courage and appropriate skepticism of a "policy" that has resulted in the deaths of thousands of our soldiers and hundreds of thousands of innocent Iraqis.

To all 5 of my dear devoted readers (me, Jason, extended family, the cactus sitting on the back of my toilet)...I'm BACK. I bet you're wondering where I've been...well, I'll tell you. I just needed a break for a little bit. I had some career shizz to figure out and wanted to take a little break to make like Faith Hill and just BREATHE...ya'll feel me? Anyway, I'm back...I've got some majorly good shit to announce soon and hope that you'll stick with me.
In the meantime, I have to tell you the real reason (well, two actually) that I've been MIA from the myspace blogosphere...I've become a DADDY. Yes, I am the proud papi chulo of two beautiful and gorgeous Cavalier King Charles puppies (reference Elizabeth Taylor from Sex and the City if you have no clue what breed I am talking about). Their names are Theo and Bugsy and they are the LIGHTS of my life. I am deeply in awe of my devotion to them, despite the tough love that is being administered in our wee wee training sessions!! But I think they are getting the hang of it though...Right now, Jason and I are in Puerto Rico on vacation and I am desperate to return to my little booboo's...who are at the dog trainers for the next 5 days working on their weewee! Wanna See some pics????

Here is Jason and the boyz after our first trip to the vet:


Time for their closeup (Bugsy on left, Theo on right)!!!:

...and Kristin!!

So I just got done with my Kristin Chenoweth interview....take a look at the pic at the bottom of the page. So to satisfy all the Kristin fans out there...YES, she is as cute in person as you would dream her to be! Full of energy and light. She loves what she does, the life she has built and it radiates from every pore in her body. She was wearing NO MAKEUP and honestly, looked completely gorgeous. Brilliant skin and sparkly blue eyes. We talked about a lot of things...from kissing Annette Bening in 'Running With Scissors' to her ginormous gay fan base. What I love about Kristen is that she is committed to her gay fans AND her christian faith at the same time. She has really stood up for the gay community against all the conservative wing nuts that would LOVE to take away our rights. Her dressing room fulfilled all my girlie expectations...tons of pink with her little doggie Maddie running around in a little blue sweater. She is about to head to LA to film a TV pilot called 'Pushing Daisies' and and then is hopefully working on a movie with Parker Posey (talk about gay euphoria)!!!!! So if you get a chance, SUPPORT THE KRISTIN!!!

And, now to another perky blonde who loves the gays...Miss Ripa. So, I have to say I was SO EXCITED for this interview even though it was just over the phone. I've always loved Kel and was VERY UPSET over the whole Clay Aiken/Rosie ODonnell controversy. Now, if you read my blog regularly, then you know how great I think Rosie is. But every great woman makes mistakes and I think she was EXTREMELY misguided in calling Kelly Ripa homophobic. Did anyone see that Clay Aiken interview? He was SO RUDE to her throughout the entire show and then when he put his hand over her mouth, I think it was like the final straw. Kelly was trying to handle the situation with comedy and then she gets accused of being homophobic! WHAT THE F*Ck? And I loved the fact that she called into The View to defend herself...basically making the larger statement that she IS NOT homophobic and refuses to be labeled as such. Well, I was DYING to tell Kelly how much I supported her and so you can imagine how upset I was when her publicist called before the interview and told me I was not allowed to even mention it. I was like, WHAT?!?!? How can I not? But you know, sometimes you just don't have the option and so I resigned myself to the fact that I just had to swallow it and do the interview. Well, Kelly called in like 5 minutes later and was totally fun and gracious. She was at home putting her youngest son to bed and he kept trying to grab the phone to talk! It was so cute...I can tell she's a great mom. We talked about all sorts of things...her hotness hubby, her job, her childhood in New Jersey...it was all great. And since the interview went so well, I decided to 'risk it' and have an 'off the record' conversation after we stopped recording. I was like "Kelly, I can't let you go without telling you how proud I am of you". I have to say that the 15 minute conversation that followed was so special. She never said a bad word about Clay or Rosie, but talked about how hurt she was by even the notion that she was homophobic. After having already talked to her for 20 minutes, I could hear the truth in her voice. She had a really hard time recovering from all that...but I am proud to say that she is over it and knows that, by and large, the gay community totally has her back. I'm gonna try and get the audio if I can to post it on my page. I'll see what I can do! But you can listen to the rest of the interview on my radio show this weekend, www.radiowithatwist.com!!!!!

So there you have it...two pint size beautiful blondes who are all that you imagine them to be! I have interviewed some really tacky and rude celebs and so it's nice when you run across some patches of sunshine!
Here's me and Kristin, literally like 30 minutes ago:

...right MOTHAF*CKIN now!!!

1)Timbaland ft. Nelly Furtado and JT--Give It To Me....We've played this song on my radio show for the past two weeks and for some reason, I've just now heard it. IT IS THE DAMN JAM! I love anything with a good drumbeat...it makes me feel like I'm at a pep rally and allows me to relive all the cheerleader fantasies that I always had as a young gay lad. Timbaland has always helped everyone drop the beat (Missy, JT, Nelly, etc), but now he's stepped up to the plate and trained the spotlight on himself!! Even though I'm all married up and not really greasin the clubs anymore, it makes me want to put on a short skirt and go drop it like I'm on the back of a truck bed.

2) The Pussycat Dolls Search for the New Doll...I'm gonna watch this show tonight, but I can already tell you that I'm gonna love it. I am OBSESSED with Nicole and after wrongly thinking that they'd be one hit wonders, am a full fledged superfan. I want a new PCD jam...right now!!!

3) The View...they haven't lost me yet and I'm gonna write a blog tomorrow about why Rosie is my favorite human EVER!!

And just as an aside, I interviewed Kelly Ripa today for my show and am doing Kristen Chenoweth tomorrow...I have some inside scoop and opinions and can't wait to share, frankly.

Love ya'll and again, thanks for all the nice people who write comments and send me letters of sweetness...ya'll really rock my virtual world, for real. Like Timbaland on crack, boo.

His bodies so vicious, he be up at the Kodak just working on his Degeneres...that kinda rhymed, right? HA HA Okay, so i am currently coming at you live and direct from the lobby of the Le Parker Meridian hotel in Beverly Hills, darlings. Hopefully I'm not giving you the false impression that I could afford this place on my own...I have thankfully ridden the coattails of my very generous BF who is here working for CBS NEWS. YAY JASON!

So I just wanted to check in and give you my own personal opinions of the 'biggest night in Hollywood'.
Best Dressed: GWYNETH...I loved this look because at first glance I was all "HATE IT", but after a closer study, I found myself really digging the fabric, the cut, and eventually even the color. Her makeup was naturally divine and her hair looked like a Garnier Nutrisse commerical. She made me want to be her! Also, if you were watching ABC's pre-coverage of the Oscars then you will hopefully agree that Lisa Ling looked precious. I love a girl that can rock a high ponytail at a black tie event. And still come off sounding like an Ivy League grad. LOVE HER! I thought Emily Blunt from Devil Wears Prada looked phenomenal in the deep blue sequins and didn't you LOVE the little bit she and Anne Hathaway did with Meryl Streep?

Worst Dressed: No one besides that nut Sally Kirkland stands out as a TOTAL barking dog, but there are some chicks who I think could've done a much better job. Jessica Biel was in the wrong color and the gows was ill cut. Jennifer Lopez, whose been looking unusually classy lately, went back to tacky bling roots. And Nicole Kidman always has a tendency to look a little too severe...loved the dress but the primary red totally washed her out. I didn't love that yellow on Naomi Watts either. Oh, I do have to ask the honorable Miss Meryl what was she thinking? Someone said it was Prada but I'm not convinced she didn't stop by Chico's and get it off the sale rack and do an old tag switcheroo.

My favorite moment of the night had to be the 'Where's Waldo'-esque appearance of Faye Dunaway. Did anyone notice her totally freaking out when one of the Latino (I think) directors won an award? First of all, I LOVE that she was randomly seated toward the rear of the auditorium and was not even intentionally captured in the shot? I saw an interview with her on her way into the Vanity Fair afterparty with a local Los Angeles affiliate and the exchange went something like this:

Reporter: "I'm here with Faye Dunaway on her way into Vanity Fair. Miss Dunaway, what did you think of the awards tonight?"

FD: "Well, I thought it was AN OUTRAGE that Babel did not win Best Picture. I am personally outraged. Inarritu's work was genius. I'm very offended."

Reporter: "Ummm, okay. Well, ummmmm.....have a great time at the party tonight."

LOVELOVELOVELOVE TRIPLE LOVE IT! I mean, I love that she thinks that we are all hanging on her every word and that we really give a f*ck. And honestly, Faye, THINK IT, DON'T SAY IT...especially like that! Babel was an amazing film, but shouldn't you just kinda roll with the punches and focus on the positive? And Faye, that face! Honey, ease up with the knife, boo.

I also loved Abigail Breslin...I'd do a road trip with her over Dakota any day of the week.

Alright, i gotta run to the meeting. Tell me what ya'll thought!!!

Okay...how much do I love Eva Longoria? Which is so funny, because when DH first started airing, I was SURE I would hate her. She looked like the typical gorgeous soap opera vixen with a massively overbloated ego. But the more I saw her being interviewed live, I began to catch on to her super infectious energy...all this at the same time that I finally started to appreciate what a brilliant comedienne she is on Desp House. AND my friend Alec worked with her on the show and said she's nice...so that makes it official. Did you see her on The View today? She was so precious with her excitement to meet Rosie...she told Rosie that she'd tried to get famous before Rosie's show went off the air because she wanted to meet her so bad. Which I'm sure isn't true...but it's such a cute thing to say.
Hilarious that Barbara Walters had a total senior moment. She asked Eva (in full Babwa Wawa accent): "Eva...do you still wike to skin kittens?"
Eva: "Ummmmm, what are you talking about?" (she looked freaked out, but was trying to play along...after all, it is Babwa Wawa)
Babwa: "I remember interviewing you and you said you used to skin kittens as a child."
Eva: "Ummmmmm, do mean hunt deer? I used to hunt with my dad and help him skin the deer."
Babwa: "Oh yes, the deer."

It was freaking genius...the only reason I watch live television. Okay, just thought I'd share that...Sorry if this contains way too many runon sentences....I just got back from a 13 hour shift at the hospital and I'm BEAT. luv u

I was at the hospital when my boyfriend forwarded me the breaking news alert from ABC News. The first to get the message, I turned around to everyone at the nurse's station and said "Anna Nicole is dead" to the 10 or so people behind me. It was so amazing and somewhat reassuring that they all seemed to have the same visceral reaction I did. I felt it. ANS's death is a commentary on fame, the spotlight, and self worth...another casualty of a society that has come to place legitimate value on fame and its trappings.

I remember getting ready to go on Big Brother...excited for the challenge, but secretly thinking how exciting it would be to become a "personality". Someone who, via popular exposure, would feel what it's like for people to know your name...if even for a split 15 minutes. Coming from a childhood filled with taunting and low self esteem, I imagined that becoming 'someone' would heal all those old wounds. Having someone recognize me at the airport would somehow mend the hurt I had from years of people yelling FAG and feeling ugly and unattractive. It did feel good...for literally 15 minutes. I left Big Brother on a high...feeling that I had represented myself well and hoping that I would have other opportunities...develop new connections from my newfound reality tv recognition. I must say that, upon getting home, I began to see what all that BS really feels like. I remember the first time I googled myself...expecting to read nice things and use that as motivation to continue on my quest for stability in media. That single google sent me into a deep, dark depression. WILL THINKS HE'S HOT BUT HE'S SO UGLY. WILL IS VAPID. WILL IS GROSS. Sure, there were nice things, but I took the hurtful comments as truth. It's so wierd....I never wanted people to say that I was hot or brilliant. What I secretly yearned for was recognition that I had value, that I was somehow worth something. And everything I read seemed to be negating that quest for validation. After months of counseling, i realized that I had it all mixed up for a reason. I was using something meaningless and superficial to validate MY LIFE. what?!? It was crazy when I looked back and realized I really had planned on using 15 minutes of reality show fame to make me feel like somebody. WOW. I'm not saying this to compare myself to Anna Nicole in any way (she had the global microscope while I was on some reality show like 4 years ago). I'm just saying that I know what it feels like to offer your vulberable inside self up to a monster that will consume you, and before you realize it, most of the damage has been done.

The dance with recognition did do something for me...it woke me up like cold water splashed on my face. Woke me up to the fact that our own value is determined by our individual days on the planet. How we treat others...the goals we set for ourself to accomplish...the love we give and receive from family and friends. It's all about leaving a footprint in the sand for someone else to follow. Now I find value in my boyfriend's smile, my patient's gratitude, a phone call from my mom....even silly things like breaking a sweat at the gym.

If I felt this from my little experience, I can't even begin to imagine what it's like to be Britney Spears or Jennifer Aniston or Rosie ODonnell. My heart goes out to them...even though they are surrounded by money, they are human souls at their core. Souls who are constantly dodging the flaming arrows of speculation and exposure.

THE BRILLIANT MARGARET CHO WROTE THIS ON HER BLOG. IT'S PERFECT. TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK:
2/9/07?R.I.P. ANNA NICOLE SMITH
I am very sad to hear of Anna Nicole Smith's death. She's about my age, and I used to see her around, back in the day when I used to see people around. I didn't know her well, but I always thought she was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. So pale and blonde, with this incredible soft serve ice cream vulnerability, like ripe summer peaches hot from the sun, or rice pudding made from grains boiled for over a day on the stove; Anna Nicole Smith was the goddess of all things that are sweet and enveloping.
I hope that she is happy now, where she is. It is easy to picture her there, riding the clouds, her young son at her side, a million miles above the paparazzi and the tabloids, the gossip columns and the lawsuits and Bobby Trendy and Trimspa and the rest. I hope she feels thin, and nothing is bugging her, and that she doesn't have any more doubts or worries. Only puppies and kisses and love. Because she deserves that.