"When faced w malicious gossip I take a moment to experience the loss of the person I thought was my friend... Then I say fuck em :-)"—Kirstie Alley tweets this comment, widely considered to be about ex-friend and ex-Scientologist, Leah Remini.
You know I hate to name-drop. (Who am I kidding? I LOVE to name-drop.) But sometimes, I need to respect my famous friends' privacy—at least if I want them to remain my famous friends. So I can't tell you whose guest room I'm staying in on the luxurious Island of Capri. I could give you a hint—I could mention that this legendary lady of the silver screen burst into our collective consciousness sashaying down a Neapolitan street. But, no, I've said too much. If I go on, I might end up sleeping with the fishes ... or, at the very least, with a dolphin.
It was only a matter of time before someone came up with a gay angle to the Trayvon Martin shooting. But even I was surprised that it came from Rachel Jeantel—Tray's friend who seemed to have enormous difficulty staying awake on the witness stand. Last week, she revealed to Piers Morgan that when Martin told her he was being followed, she suggested that perhaps Zimmerman was gay and was going to rape him! Remind me to call her next time I need reassurance and am only armed with a bag of Skittles. She said, "For every boy or every man who's not that kind of way, seeing a grown man following them, would they be creeped out?" At least Jeantel is consistent—she's as impressive an interview as she was a witness.
Ryan Murphy took a break from filming The Normal Heart in New York to tweet some news: "I am thrilled to announce that the super talented Adam Lambert is joining the cast of Glee this fall." Lambert responded, "I'm so excited!! :-)" Although this would imply that Lambert will not be joining the judging panel of American Idol, don't be so sure—he could pull double duty since they both are on FOX.
Regardless, this TV gig is coming at the perfect time since Lambert just walked away from his RCA recording contract last week. Apparently, the label wanted his next project to be a CD of '80s covers. Adam balked, as did many of his fans who took to the Internet to express their dissatisfaction about the proposal. (It should be noted that while most of the fans prefer original material, they think if he did such a collection, the result would be impressive.) In discussing the break, Lambert said, "While there are lots of great songs from that decade, my heart is simply not in doing a covers album."
Clay Aiken (runner up to Ruben Studdard on "Idol") will be spending the tail end of the summer in Maine. He'll be headlining the Ogunquit Playhouse's production of "Joseph and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat" July 31-Aug. 25. Thank God I'll be back from Europe in time to catch the show during his final week.
A few months ago, I told you about an upcoming HBO series starring Jonathan Groff as a video-game designer living in San Francisco and looking for love online. The unnamed gay-themed show still has no name, but Groff recently shared some details about the premise: "The show hopefully will express all facets of gay life. We're all different types of people. There's lots of people who have anonymous sex. There's also people looking for love. There's people looking for an open relationship. There are also the queens. There are those you wouldn't know were gay. It's the gay experience." In other words, something for everybody.
In yet another instance of life imitating art, Groff finds himself once again looking for love—he and Zachary Quinto broke up a few months ago. While some say the relationship simply ran its course and the long-distance aspect had become problematic, others say it could have survived—if Groff didn't insist that the couple remain monogamous. Hmmm. We hear that Quinto (eight years Groff's senior) felt such constraints were unrealistic given their geographic situation, so the two parted. Whatever the reason, the bottom line is that two cute, successful gay men are now available. In a way, the timing was fortuitous. Groff has been best friends with Lea Michele since their Spring Awakening days and he immediately flew to her side during the aftermath of Cory Monteith's death.
Our "Ask Billy" question comes from Parker in Cincinnati: "I read about a rugby player getting caught sending out nude photos of himself. Is he cute, how big is his dick, can you post the photos and who is he?"
I think this beautifully illustrates the ranking of importance to the typical gay male—looks, dick size, photos and name ... as an afterthought! The rugby player in question is 21-year-old George Burgess, who plays for the South Sydney Rabbitohs. Yes, he's very hot, has an amazing body and a penis that doesn't disappoint. No one is sure how these selfies ended up public, but George doesn't seem embarrassed—in fact, he should be enormously proud!
Certainly I'm happy to post them (yes, plural) on our website. There's another aspect of this story that I find fascinating. Apparently, George is one of FOUR brothers who play rugby professionally. There are brothers Luke and Sam, and then twins Tom and George. And as it turns out, they all play for the same team—at least the same rugby team. Sexually, I'm told that at least one of them (Luke) is gay. So, the ratio is now down to one in four. Incidentally, Luke's position on the rugby team is listed as "scrum-half"—which looks like something you'd see in his brother's nude snaps on BillyMasters.com .
When I'm bringing you a bushel of Burgess balls, it's definitely time to end yet another column. I'm suddenly reminded of Tom and Max Evans—they're the brothers who play rugby in the UK and also do some of the hottest nude modeling I've ever seen. It must be something about rugby—or something about www.BillyMasters.com, the site that gives you the whole scrum or no scrum at all! If you'd like me to interpret other sports terms, write to Billy@BillyMasters.com and I promise to get back to you before we discover if Clay will be wearing the traditional loincloth when he appears in "Joseph." So, until next time, remember, one man's filth is another man's bible.
