So the whole Crotch or Bea Arthur debate continues to rage, courtesy of Stephen Rader and his blog 'Are You There, Blog? It's Me, Stephen.' If you recall from last week, I spoke of a conversation in which Stephen attempted to reinvigorate the Crotch or Bea Arthur feature and we thought maybe we should switch it up a little. If you check out Stephen's blog ( stephenrader.blogspot.com/ ) you'll see his smart-ass suggestion, namely 'Treasure Trail or Betty White.' This touched off a whole Internets ideafest of semi-faded camp queen/salacious body part comparisons. By the time it got around to 'Adrienne Barbeau or Leather Purse' it was all starting to grow a bit esoteric for my tastes. As such I decided to go back to the original. Turn to page 30 at the bottom of Pubert's Porn Page for the return of Crotch or Bea Arthur.
1 Shannon and Tim at Hideaway. pix by Kirk
2 Tongue nuns at Bobby Love's. pix by Kirk
3 Barry Schwartz at Circuit. pix by Kirk
And thanks, Stephen, for suggesting I get the Nobel Prize for my pioneering work in comparing Maude to cocks. I fervently agree with your humble assertion.
A tip of the ol' cap to Mercedes at Mary's Attic for hosting a great round of Bingo Karaoke last Sunday. Your introduction of me was stellar. Unfortunately I had to follow it up with tripping over my feet as I got on stage and almost breaking my nose. I think I brought it back with my Purple Rain, though.
Another day, another ball for Hydrate, whose Red Ball this past week benefited Chicago House. They kind of got a raw deal on the weather ( Remember that one night last week where everything was covered in ice for one night? That was the night ) , but those in attendance were treated to a spectacular show and prizes. All this to commemorate World AIDS Day. I was glad to have been a part of the party.
And the following night, in the World AIDS Day bag, Circuit played host to Urbano's Red Party. Thanks for helping raise awareness, guys. I don't have to tell you how important it is.
And I don't have to tell you, either, that when Miss Paula Sinclaire goes butch, she goes all the pick-up-truck-drivin', beer-swillin', crotch grabbin' way. Just ask Barry Schwartz.
Happy birthday to Shannon and Tim, both of whom were presented with a cake at Hideaway by Miss Ginger Lee. But the cake wasn't the sweetest thing in the room, the rumors about Temptations were. I will not dignify any of them in print. But if ya see me on the street, I'll spill.
If you've ever wondered what it would look like to see nuns tonguing one another, stop in to Bobby Love's any given Friday for Creaoke. I'm sure you'll find sick satisfaction.
Speaking of which, hats off to AIDS Foundation of Chicago for their smash success World of Chocolate event this year. I only wish I spoke 9 languages so I could muster enough words to speak about how resplendent it all was. The tastes were sublime and a community came together to help fight AIDS. It really makes me proud!
Social Flare is a hot new women's party at 531 North Wells in Chicago's River North Neighborhood. Their premiere this past Friday was a femme success. Just see page 12 for Kat's hot pix.
Pick up our special Gift Guide issue next week. Time to put down my camera and pick up my snark.