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lincolnkwI'm going through the four boxes that I never unpacked from my last move. I found the books for the Elfquest RPG, four blank sketchbooks, paychecks from six years ago, my ceramic "L" that has been on my wall for the last twenty years until it broke during the last move (must fix it), pictures. Oh so many pictures, from when I was little, to a few years ago. A Death plush, ties, yearbooks (burn them!), mnay more pics of me as akid, grad pics, prom pics (whatever happened to Shelli?), oh lord and porn from the eighties.
I think I need to throw stuff away.
I am such a packrat
I think I need to throw stuff away.
I am such a packrat
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Eighties Porn, Eh?
Date: 2003-01-24 07:14 pm (UTC)The William Higgins Retrospective!
Re: Eighties Porn, Eh?
Date: 2003-01-24 07:20 pm (UTC)I liked William Higgins stuff, for the most part. A friend and I used to do tongue-in-cheek reviews of adult films for the newsletter one of our Centers had. Lots of cheesy remarks, very MST3K stuff. "Why doesn't MY mechanic do that for me?" type stuff. It was fun, we were young, thank god for pseudonyms.
'You're Alive!' ... That May Be Overly Optimistic.
Date: 2003-01-24 08:27 pm (UTC)It just happened that your post caught (as usual) my returning eye towards the first. I suppose because of the memories it conjured up. 1980/81 and after, wow. Reagan in the White House (thank God: people who didn't live through Carter have no idea how bad it was), Ron Jr in the bath house and the closet. Kip Noll and Jon King: remember? No one outside a few immunologists in SF and the CDC had heard of what was then being called GRIDS. (My God, the bullets I dodged. I am incredibly lucky.) The Police were still together; I was enduring incessant leg-pulling as being, the leg-pullers swore, the model for the Official Preppy Handbook (still am); no one had yet heard of Jeff Stryker, but they were sure fixing to. Sylvester (do you remember?) was the reigning queen of gay disco. Nice Boys dipping their toes in the gay waters for the first time went to Dupont Circle. For me, your post caused a flashback to The Follies, instead: P and O Streets down by McNair and the Navy Yard (I was not a Nice Boy). Bruce Hornsby was still playing cocktail lounges in Tidewater Virginia. Springsteen released The River. And the worst song 'N Sync ever covered was hot for the first time: 'Sailing,' by the appalling Christopher Cross.
The Cars were big; Nick Carter was, well, not. The Empire Strikes Back was full of UST ... between a very young Harrison Ford and That Blond Twink. Ray-Bans were cool, but we didn't get utterly horny for them until 1983 ... remember the young, cruisy Tom C in 'Risky Business'? And then there was Wham!....
And for the really depressing side?
Chris was 9 (and still is, in some ways, God love him). Kevin was 9 going on 40. Sweet D was sweet 7. Brian was 5, and doubtless already in Vacation Bible School. Josh the Frenchified Dance Boy was almost 5 - just about to be 'taken in' and given a home by Roy and Karen. Joey was a 3 year old ham. AJ was a 2 year old rebel without a cause (and God, can you imagine McLean at the Terrible Twos stage?). The Bass was 1 (and, apparently, already sounded like Barry White). Nick was a newborn, and Jane was already pushing him to try harder for a solo career. And Justin, like the majority, or at least the plurality, of people on your and my friends-lists, was still barely sperm.
Re: 'You're Alive!' ... That May Be Overly Optimistic.
Date: 2003-01-24 08:50 pm (UTC)I don't think I can get as detailed as you but Jon King & Kip Noll, yes! I think my favorite from the time was "These bases Are Loaded." Matt Ramsey, too. Jeff Stryker has ALWAYS annoyed the fuck out of me, more so when I actually met him at Studio 1 in LA, didn't pay attention to politics at the time (hey, I was a teenager!) but Ron Jr pinged big time, Rock Hudson had died by the time I started up (1985-6 oh to be 17 again) so I grew up with the first wave of education, still managed to have fun at Heisler park in Laguna, the Park in Riverside, and the streets and theaters of West Hollywood (you were probably no worse than me), but safe the whole time. I was more of the shy type myself (really!) who wore jeans and rolled-up longsleeves most of the time, except for the clubs when it was jeans or shorts and t-shirt. Wham, Madonna & Rupaul. I own a Sylvester CD. 99 Red Balloons was popular the year I graduated. I was 12 in 1980.
I think I liked the late 80s/early 90s better than the mid/late 90s for the most part, I had to be an adult then, I could still have fun and not have the consequences be too dire. I was cute, had a good car, the time and money to do as I wish (no bills), friends that I could party with any time, the places to go to party, andthe lack of intelligence to not realize the stupid things I was doing.
Memories. Fun to visit and I have the CDs to remind me. Most of my friends have since scattered across the US and proven not to be friends after all. I'm closest to my family now, my friends Scott, Doris & Phyllis, my online friends and a couple of my coworkers.
I don't think I'd actualy change anything I did at the time except for the one relationship that really burned me and caused part of the friend collapse. The things I did & experienced have made me who I am today. I'm OK with that person. There are things I could change and eventually will, andthe things out of my control I don't stress over. Never have, never will.
Warning to Others: Major Queen Huddle Here. May Confuse Some.
Date: 2003-01-24 09:13 pm (UTC)Having said which, I'm sure I was 'no worse than you' because (and this is why I am alive today, given when I turned street-legal, in that window between AIDS's appearance and its recognition), as my knowledge of video of the day suggests to the careful reader, I too was, in fact, a shy boy - with much to be shy about. (Thus video instead of, er, reality.)
And allow me also - and this is really the point, I guess - to applaud in you a wisdom beyond your years:
YES. Precisely. Bravo, handsome.
Re: Warning to Others: Major Queen Huddle Here. May Confuse Some.
Date: 2003-01-25 06:02 am (UTC)What could you have to be shy about? Although, really if I meet someone in real life, I still have problems talking to them. So, yes, still somewhat shy.
And the wisdom took 32 years to come, it's only been in the last couple of years that I've realized that. I read somewhere, and I wish I could remember where, that wisdom and acceptance only come when you hit 30, you're not readfy for it before that.
Some Questions, Ya Just Don't Answer.
Date: 2003-01-25 10:15 am (UTC)Re: Some Questions, Ya Just Don't Answer.
Date: 2003-01-25 10:53 am (UTC)I'm so not shy online, I'm probably never goingto meet most ofthe people I meet online. In real life, I clam up and just get nervous. Never know what to do with the hands, lots of "ummm" and darting of the eyes. Unless I've had a couple of beers (which is rare) then I'm usually more friendly.
I personally may not have the best body in the world but my attitude, when I turn it on, more than makes up for it. That I DO know. And it's getting better.
See?
Date: 2003-01-25 11:17 am (UTC)Re: See?
Date: 2003-01-25 12:00 pm (UTC)