Ditched by the Grey Lady
My tenure on the blogroll of the New York Times came to a hilariously abrupt end after two days. One day Dogpoet was there, the next day not. With no explanation given, I can only hazard a guess that it wasn’t so much due to my coy mentions of hot man-on-man action, but rather one of categorization. They had listed me under “Arts and Entertainment” for the San Francisco Bay Area, a clumsy fit at best. Since the Times has no “Personal Blogs” section, no “Stubborn, Cantankerous and Somewhat Misanthropic Writers” section, Dogpoet just fell through the cracks.
Thus the woeful story of my life as a writer, never quite fitting into the right category. I’d like to earnestly believe that a guy could fashion his own category, and let the accolades follow. But until then I’ll just keep doing what I’m doing, now that I no longer have to worry about offending the cultivated sensibilities of the Times’ readership. Like boring you with photos that the Manly Fireplug and I took at the top of the tramway in Palm Springs, looking down at the Coachella Valley from the San Jacinto Peak.
I’m smiling because I hadn’t seen the Fireplug in two weeks. Also I’m afraid of heights and my balls felt funny.








Great photos!
You have an awesome blog…
October 31st, 2009 at 4:50 amhopefully they were copiusly drained after you’re reunion.
November 2nd, 2009 at 10:10 amGreat photos! You both look ridiculously happy.
November 4th, 2009 at 6:36 amlove the pics. very handsome; the both of you.
November 8th, 2009 at 7:32 am