(While I'm visiting my dad this week, I've taken the liberty of putting up a couple of past favorite entries. I hope you enjoy this ...

I can’t evade thoughts of Spencer, this week. It’s been a year and three months since I last saw him mere days before he moved to Europe to ...

Anyone remember mix tapes? When I first started buying popular music, back in my late teens and early twenties, it became important for me...

There’s a billboard I see in the South Bronx every time I take my commuter train into Manhattan. Right before we clatter over the bridge int...

(I'm taking a blog vacation this week, but here's a favorite entry from last year to keep you amused and hopefully aroused while I...

I’m one of those people who swears he likes to live his life without regrets. It’s not entirely true, of course. The entire first half of ...

One of my all-time favorite songs—okay, probably my all-time favorite song, if you were to attempt to nail me down and I wasn't giving y...

I wasn't necessarily planning to write about this particular topic, but it's been on my mind all weekend. Better to get it out. Sa...

This isn’t an X-rated event, but I’d like to remember it. The night before I drove to my new home, after the movers had cartoned up every...

Spencer stayed the night, this last week. We spent the evening cuddled on the sofa, eating a gluten-free almond cake I’d baked for him and w...

Spencer lets himself into my house at about eight at night, while I’m pulling plates from the dishwasher and storing them in their cupboards...

In all my life, I’ve only spent the night with four people—and I’m talking about the entire night, sleeping in the same bed, not some late-n...

Spencer describes himself as a lover of dance and not a performer. He doesn’t live for the spotlight on the stage, he tells me, quite seriou...

This is tough for me to write about: I failed last night. I’d had a tough day. The winter days have really begun to grind me down and to m...

Spencer’s dick is bigger than mine. I’m under no illusion that I’ve got the biggest meat in any assembly of men, though I’ve usually got mor...

“I hope your house never sells.” He says it without petulance, without any of that whininess of a restless child unwilling to turn off the l...