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Paul = Woof…

I discovered Paul, the other day, while looking for material for my personal spank bank and decided to adorn him with the very prestigious title of Woof of the Week.

As you can see he’s pretty WOOFY.

He’s 38 years old, 5′ 8″ tall, 178 lbs, lightly fuzzy ( grrrr ), with a perfect smile and all around adorableness.

Can we get drunk and cuddle? Please? 

Check out Paul AKA Dallas Gemini1970 on Big Muscle Bears.

This was a bad day for everyone involved.  It appears as though a 74 man was lounging on a nude beach on Sand Island near “Rooster Rock” near Portland, Oregon.  I imagine he was out there stretching his wrinkles trying to evenly tan every nook and cranny when a man, his two kids and two chihuahuas happened upon the beach.  They, of course, didn’t seem to know it was a nude beach.

Well, it seems that that the two dogs must have mistook the man, Donald Kenney, for a leathery rawhide chew.  They ran up to him barking. Then all hell broke loose.  Mr. Kenny in a fit of naked anger began whacking at the chihuahuas with some type of retrackable baton.   (I can’t make shit this twisted up!) Then as the owner of the dogs ran to their rescue Kenney turned his vengence on him - this time with a can of mace. Check out the full story for more details.

One my favorite things from my weekend in Hollywood was Saturday night’s late show at the ‘silent movie theatre‘. The place was very cool and although it was once dedicated to silent films, these days it has much more of a rock and roll art house feel. We happened upon the final piece in their current series: “Holyfuckingshit- Comedy Gore”. The movie we saw was Riki Oh! And it was a total blood fest complete with awful dialogue badly translated. A must see to believe. One of my favorite things was this very corrupt associate warden who had a double hook for a hand and a glass eye. He could remove his eye which was hollow and filled with tiny breath mints. WFT?!

Just to give you a taste of this crazy movie, I found a clip on youtube featuring Riki fighting one of his many many enemies, Oscar. For my money, Oscar (and his tatoos) is probably the hottest of the men to be demolished by Riki. You have to give extra credit to anyone who has “the guts” to attempt to strangle their opponent with their intestines.

Obviously, if you get the chance…SEE THIS MOVIE. Preferably with the really bad english translations.

Sometimes I think going on a regular date might be nice.  When I refer to date, it is in the “going to a movie” or “going out to dinner” sort of way, not in the prostitute sort of way they refer to their clients as “dates”.  Where does the modern gay man find dates other than at the bar?  It seems our choices are somewhat limited.

Who reads craigslist for missed connections?  Does that work?  It seems like the “needle in the haystack” approach to me.  Most of the posts are something like:  ”We were shopping at the same store, I saw you, you saw me, what was I wearing and what did I have in my shopping cart?”  Wow, that could be anyone!  I think being more direct would probably be a better approach.  I would rather just try talking to the potential date rather than some sort of cryptic cyberspace plea. 

Once I made the mistake of putting something to the effect of “Looking for a date” in my gay.com bio line.  It was met almost instantaneously with “A date is nothing but a dried up piece of fruit” by some bitter queen in the chat room. Ok, I did ask for that one I suppose.  

Are all the dates literally dried up?  Are most of us just moving from one trick to the next?  Are relationships formed when a trick simply won’t leave the next day?

I know real dates exist, after all, I have gone on a few.  Furthermore, I don’t really think that all gay men are as hopeless as the dried fruit one from the chat room.  For those who know me best, they realize I don’t make myself readily available for dating, so it’s not as if I am disillusioned since I have not been actively pursuing it.

 I would like to open up a discussion for readers of this blog to discuss their favorite dating spots.  Where do you meet them?  I am not referring to tricks, but where was the last place you met someone that you went out with on a date?  Also, If anyone has a successful craigslist story, lets hear it!

You know your hotel is really gay when…

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Today Willow Cathiter, Djave and I checked into our swanky West
Hollywood hotel for the weekend. If you are mopod listener in LA come
to the standard and hang with us. (read: buy us mojotos). Anyway when
we got into our room we noticed this odd and very gay thermostat on
the wall.

It is time for another episode of The Mopod Show.  Staring your favorite Web 2.0 “Z” list celebrities.  In this episode Dangina phones in from a beach in beautiful Malibu.  Listen as Dangina, Ruphus, and Peasha pick each other apart for your amusement, all in good fun of coarse.  This week is a shorty show, but we could not let a week go by without putting something out for everyone.  Enjoy, and drop us an email or comment.  We would love to hear from you!

I was hanging withsome friends tonight when THIS appeared on the table. I am kind of intrigued by this game. I have so many questions. Do you get to feed Paula pain killers? Can you use the wiimote to beat the smirk off Simon’s face? Can you pull Chris Daughtry off the stage and do dirty things to him?  Would it possible to hook up the num chuck attachment and strangle Sanjaya with it?

The problem I’m faced with is that to answer these questions, I have to actually PLAY this game.  Something I don’t think I’m willing to do.  So for now…I will just live in wonder.

I was watching a movie where John Waters was speaking in front of an audience of university students.  One of the topics he brought up was the threshold that everyone has towards certain things.  For example, he said that adult babies and diapers was at his limit and was not acceptable to him.  Now, as we all know, if John Waters has limits of acceptability, we can all admit that we do also at some level.  This brings me to my question of the day:  

How gay is too Gay?  

Is there a limit to what we find acceptable within our community on how “Gay” a person can act?

Don’t give me this “I act straight” stuff.  Really, how straight can you act when have gay sex anyways.  What do grab your ankles like a straight man?  Do you perform felatio like straight guys do?  I am sure that if you did, it would be horrible…a truly straight guy would not be into it at all.  I suppose that that acting straight is more for in “the streets”.  I assure you other gay people can tell.  As for straight people, many of them were fooled by Boy George in the 80’s and can’t believe that Lance Bass was gay this whole time….need I say more.  O.k…..fine, butch guys are hot.

Then on the other end of the spectrum  Is it necessary to wear your gayness in the form of super tight pants, satin shirts, or perhaps a T-shirt that says “You’ve been a bad boy, go to my room” along with some freedom rings?  (that was a acknowledgement to someone is like a brother to me…..we’ve all made mistakes in fashion but I will always look fondly on the picture)  Is that gay or just bad fashion?  Do the two sometimes go hand in hand.  Yeah, they kind of do sometimes.

What does everyone else think…..what are your limits or what do you find unappealing?  

I suppose there is always room in the rainbow for even the tackiest of hues….well maybe.

Here is a link to a YouTube video of John Waters where he discusses limits.

John Waters

Gay focused retirement facilities are pooping, oops I mean popping up all over the world! The latest is in Berlin and is Europe’s first gay nursing home. The Story can be found here.

This is as Queen Acres as it gets!

I wonder what high jinks and rowdy activities these horny old birds are going to get themselves into. The brand new facility in Germany, is four-stories tall and can house 28 elderly homos, I hear each room comes with it’s own glory hole. I think DanGina (The oldest member of MoPod Show) is already looking into reserving a room for his twilight years.

If Germany is too far away - I found, after a quick google, the RainbowVision Properties in Santa Fe New Mexico, “where seniors enjoy outdoor and indoor activities with other gay seniors.”

FACT: 20% of Gay-Grandpa’s have no one to take care of them vs. only 2% of their hetero counterparts. 

FACT: 2/3 of gay seniors live alone vs. 1/3 of heterosexual seniors. 

A perfect example is this old bastard pictured here on the right. Who’s caring for him and what kind of dementia does it take to walk out of the house wearing - whatever that is???

All this talk about declining years has me wondering… If I don’t get myself killed in a dirty back room some place, where will I end up? Who is going to care for Peasha while he’s curled up on his death bed, drinking his liver into failure, a few years from now? Who would put up with DanGina if he wasn’t paying them off with his patented, really, really good (TM) hand jobs? 

Santa Fe here we come!

Montreal Canada - Scientists have made some promising developments in identifying genes that somehow boost the innate immune system and fight of the HIV virus as soon as it enters the body.

Some folks may be naturally resistant to HIV infection. If you have the genes called KIR3DL1 and HLA-B*57 you might be innately resistant to HIV. Folks carrying the 2 genes may be able to destroy infected cells more efficiently following exposure and lowering their chances of developing AIDS. 

Though it will probably be awhile before this or any research will be a cure for AIDS, it is possible!

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