Wednesday, April 18, 2018

Why It’s Good To Be Single


There’s a pressure for everything to be matched. Curtains, socks, and people. A lot of human’s jump in relationships for different reasons. Many people in an expensive city like New York just need another body to cover the rent. Some people just can’t be alone and a few are in love.

When you’re happily single, it makes people nervous. “He’s too picky.” Or “There must be something a matter with him.” Questions will come at you faster than Donald Trump lies, “Aren’t you lonely?” Sometimes. “Don’t you want somebody to grow old with?” Sure.

When I get up on the weekend I can do anything I want. No responsibilities, no going to my boyfriend’s family bullshit. I can lay in bed all day. I can get drunk. I can go out with friends or catch a movie. Nobody owns me and it feels good. If the right guy comes along, sure I’d take him but I’m not dating somebody, just to have somebody. Life is awesome. 


Sunday, April 8, 2018

What I Learned From Having A Dog.


When navigating through life it’s easy to get caught up in materiel things. As humans we are born and bred to succeed at all cost. As you get older and make (hopefully) more money it’s easy to get caught up in only YOUR world. That changes for the better when you adopt a pet. Having a dog has taught me to slow down and experience life.

Sometimes at the end of the day I get home and my dog wants to go out. Dogs don’t “get” you’re tired when you come home from work. Sometimes I silently pray he does it fast, so I can chill out but even on the worst days his energy is contagious. For dogs, going out is more than a potty run; its social time. For my dog he wants to know what humans are outside; what butts are worth sniffing; what wonderful smells linger in the bowls of New York. Having a dog makes you more social-rather you like it or not. For the first time in my life I actually know and talk to most of my neighbors. My dog will demand attention and if you don’t give it he will bark at you  (I’m more known to pant when I don’t’ get attention)

Having a little person in your life makes everything complete. Some people compare having a pet to having children and I agree. When you have an adorable living thing that depends on you, needs you to feed it, needs you to kiss his bruise or has something stuck in his paw, your outlook is so different, as is your life. This little breathing thing needs you to live, and after awhile you need them to live.

Sometimes sitting at work I wonder if my dog is ok. If I’m at a bar too long and the evening is dragging on I think of my little fellow waiting for me, and I have to say unless you’re in your early 20s-you’d rather be home with your pup, than a dark bar with high priced drinks and watered down looking people.

In my years on this earth I’ve been a bunch of different people, from poor kid to semi successful grown-up. The best role I feel proud of is the joy my heart feels every-time I see my dog asleep on my lap. No amount of money, friends, material things or accomplishments will ever matter as much as the true love I get from my dog. We all seem to be fighting for something better in life and when we get it we’re faced with the big question, “Now what?” When you raise a pet you have a tremendous feeling of accomplishment and all you had to do was look beyond yourself. Me-me-me becomes him-him-him or her-her-her.

Hudson Taylor and Dante
My dog has become so famous, he has his own facebook page (littledante) I became the parent I always said I would never become, and I could never be happier.

No matter what happens to me in life; rather I’m rich or poor, strong or weak, my dog will remain the same towards me, and I will be his owner in name, but really coiled to him until he or I die.

Wednesday, February 28, 2018

Mike Pence Is A Monster.

I'm so sick of people trying to tell other people what to do with their lives. If you don't believe in this or that, don't do it! 


Mike Pence is a devil in a cheap suit. So sad that this pig in power. Let's turn women into baby machines again. Study this mans photos and videos, pure evil. He should appear in a horror movie and wouldn't require makeup, just show up. Have you ever seen him smile? This is someone who is religious? When you love God, Budda or Tom Cruise or whatever, you have a glow, an inner calm. Mike Pence is a robot built on destruction and death.
Dear gay people, he's after you next!

Tuesday, February 13, 2018

Screw Valentine’s Day. February 13th is Mistress Day!

Mistress Day could have helped Glen Close in Fatal Attraction.

Mistress Day is a hidden secret and with Valentine’s Day getting all the press I thought it was about time to expose this great holiday; which in my opinion is ignored more than a girl at Ricky Martin’s birthday party.

Most restaurants and florist have reported that February 13th is fast becoming just as popular as February 14th, due to the fact that most married men take out their mistresses or favorite rent boys for dinner that night; guess what’s for dessert? A cheap hotel.

So if your man happens to be out late on February 13th, saying something about a work dinner. Watch out! When he gets home; smell him like a blind hound dog. If your man or lady smells like chocolate fondue; you better believe they were celebrating Mistress Day.


Tiger Woods main Ho Rachel Uchitel loves Feb 13th.
I’ve never been the mistress type and believe me there are a lot of gay and “straight” married men out there looking for a good time. I just could never be second banana (literally!) to a wife or boyfriend; I’m an only child and I don’t like to share. I have friends that do it and no matter what they say, they’re miserable, but always think in the back of their mind that; “they’ll get him one day.”

Here’s a fact; most married men don’t leave a marriage unless their partner breaks it up, and why should they? They have the best of both worlds; a maid at home and a slut at a hotel.

A friend of mine, who works at a major Chelsea restaurant, told me that February 13th is almost as booked as February 14, “Marc” reports that last year the restaurant was full of older men with wedding rings, pretty girls and cute young boys.

I’ll make it no secret that I hate Valentine’s Day; when I’m in a relationship it can be very frustrating trying to please your partner by doing a bunch of things that you saw in the movies. Retail is no better by throwing it in your face when you walk into CVS, “She’ll be mad and make you a cad-remember V-Day is Feb 14th!” Oh screw you.

When you’re single you’re made to feel like a loser for not having someone. couples, most of them in  toxic relationships built on desperation and a second paycheck will fill your head with stories of their happy romance; my momma always said,”If you have to sell it, it must be broke.” If you're single and go on dating apps you'll get nothing but married men hitting on you--yeah, I'd rather stay single then settle for one of these horny losers.

Is there any better example than Seal and Heidi Klum; who got remarried every year on their anniversary for seven years and got divorced anyway; Auf Wiedersehen to you, bitch.

I support the Ho’s in having their day declared a national holiday. No matter which day you support I hope you’re going to have a wonderful time; I personally don’t care for either; it’s February 15th, that mixes my margarita; it’s when all the Valentine’s candy goes on sale for 50% off; now that’s my kind of holiday.

Wednesday, January 17, 2018

Why You Should NEVER Use Ancestry.com



We’ve all seen the ads for Ancestry.com. Just take a swab of your saliva and mail it in. If your dancing skills were nonexistent before you could be dancing the Bossa Nova after finding out you’re 23% Portuguese.

  
   What these clever ads don’t tell you is that they keep your DNA after performing your tests, you still own it but so do they. Say what? So, after you die they have it and can sell it or ‘accidently’ lose it. By agreeing to terms of service, you are basically giving them free range to do whatever they want with your information. And don’t be shocked to find out that health insurance places are paying them to find out if you have any lingering family diseases before insuring you.

   They tell you all of this is fine print but of course it’s buried in pages of terms of service. According to its privacy policies, Ancestry.com takes ownership of your DNA forever.
Not even your relatives or spouse will have any rights to it. So, hopefully you don’t become famous because when you die they’ll be selling your DNA like hotcakes.
  Or think about this, how about if Ancestry.com gets hacked? Some of the biggest companies have gotten broken into, and your DNA gets stolen. How about if it’s left at a crime scene? You could try screaming as they took you off to jail, and who knows, after three or four years you might be found innocent, but would you really want the trouble?

   It’s a human feeling to wonder where you came from but if companies like Ancestry.com are keeping your DNA and bragging that they have the largest at 3 million and counting, I have to wonder why.

Why would they store so much DNA? Sounds creepy and scary to me.

   In the future, will there be an eBay where they sell ‘gently used’ DNA.? Sounds like Ancestry.com will make a killing. And all it took was one swab.








Wednesday, November 22, 2017

My First Big Interview with Cute Guys Reading Books.

We sat down with mystery writer Hudson Taylor at his favorite writing place. Over strong coffee we discussed Murder She Wrote, Christmas, the Lifetime channel and his love of Mindhunter and Johnathan Groff.

CGRB: There aren’t many authors who would say, ‘you really shouldn’t buy my books but if you do, thanks a heap.’ What made you put that in your official bio?

HT: I read a lot of author bios, either when I’m checking out the competition or finding a new mystery series—and I get it’s all about selling—but it’s gets boring to read so-and-so won this award and so-and-so is liked by this author.

I admit I was shocked and laughed when I read it. How did you come up with Ethel Cunningham? She’s not like most amateur sleuths.

In what way? (Laughs)

Well, for one thing, she tells people off!

(More laughs) I’m a big fan of mystery books and TV shows, but there was always a point on Murder She Wrote, where for 12 seasons, people got murdered, and she pointed a finger at the guilty party and not one person tried to slap her silly or curse her out. It made me frustrated and I love the show. I just wanted my sleuth to tell people off and also for them to yell at her sometimes or try to hurt her.

Ethel comes off as tough, but she has a tender side, it’s just hidden with big blonde hair and sequins. Also, her love interest, Detective Vince Carpino, isn’t such a good guy.

Ethel’s wild look hides her vulnerabilities, like a lot of people. Vince has his issues and to me, he’s more like a real New York detective. I’m sorry Lifetime channel fans, but most old boyfriends-turned-detectives are not waiting around your hometown, and still hot fifteen years after you left town so you can come back at Christmas and rekindle a romance. (Laughs) It would be nice but probably not going to happen! Love and romance and relationships can be hard for most people. So in writing them, I wanted real friction.

Ethel talks about her double mastectomy in most of the books. Was it hard working with a topic so serious?

Not at all. I have a lot of wacky things in my books but I do like some reality. I wanted a reason for this woman to move to New York at thirty-nine-years-old. Ethel wasn’t scared of failing or trying new things in life anymore because she beat cancer.

What inspired Death Of A Christmas Tree Man?


I love Christmas. Especially the decorating. I mean, come on, the glitz, the glamour. It’s so Ethel Cunningham. In New York, around the holidays there are Christmas trees everywhere for sale and the people selling them are usually an odd bunch. So I came up with the story about competing tree salespeople.

I think it’s my favorite Ethel Cunningham book. It has everything. Christmas, mystery, murder, cute dogs, and the wacky residents of Clover Court.

And don’t forget the snow storm!

Yes! Loved it! Your newest book Gentlemen Prefer Murder has Marilyn Monroe solving murders in the late 1970s. What inspired this?

I wanted to do a different kind of mystery series. So I set it in 1977 and added a mature Marilyn Monroe. It was harder than I thought it would be, given I was writing about a real-life person but I made her a bit of a different person and it’s really a satire of how I think she would be at 50.


My office has been loving, or should I say, digging it.

Thanks a heap!

One last question, given that you write about murder and mayhem. What do you watch on TV to unwind?

I’m a homebody so I watch a lot of TV. I’m really loving The Deuce and Mindhunter on Netflix. I have a huge crush on Johnathan Groff after watching it. He did nothing for me—like he cares—when he starred in Looking but he is amazing in this new show. I love all the actors and it’s great that the writers don’t have to stoop to blood and gore to creep you out. And it’s creepy!

Mindhunter isn’t actually unwinding.

I know. I’ll unwind in my grave.

Hudson Taylor’s latest book, Gentlemen Prefer Murder is available now, as well as a special edition version of Death Of A Christmas Tree Man. Find him on Facebook @AuthorHudsonTaylor and Twitter author_hudson

Interview by Cute Guys Reading Books. Used with permission.

Thursday, October 5, 2017

How Did I Get This Age?

 

   Over drinks recently in Chelsea with a friend he mentioned his upcoming birthday like someone mentions a prostate exam. My friend couldn’t believe where the years had gone, and now he was approaching 42-years-old; single and none the wiser. It made me think as well. Where the hell did the time go for me? Was I any smarter or richer then before? Or did I just learn to accept failure like Lindsey Lohan accepts being arrested?

   Looking through old pictures for this article I’m surprised how cute I was at 25. I’m not bragging, it’s just shocking when I remember the time in my life as feeling more insecure than hot stuff. Now  gray hair grows on my head like an army of ants after a picnic basket; I still smile, at least I have hair. For now.

   An older friend of mine recently said about single gay men over 40, “If you’re over 40 and single; you better have money or you might as well be dead.” It’s a nasty thing to say, but I get his point to a degree.

   I wonder where the years went; it feels like just yesterday I was 24 and dating someone I thought I would spend my life with. Just yesterday I was 34 and moving in with someone I thought was the one. Just yesterday I was a singer; published author; best friend; son; manager; lover; cat owner; straight; hairdresser; insecure; secure, and now i'm still some of those things, but a lot of them seem like someone else's life.

   Though it still seems scary sometimes I’m happier and more self assured then I was when I was younger. Things are still frustrating when something bad happens, but with age I don’t get as upset as I used to.

   Let's cut the pound cake. I hate getting older, but on a day when my clothes fit just right; my friends seem sane and I’m dating someone who makes me smile every time I get a text I feel like the world is mine.

   When you reach a certain age you start to ask yourself if you’re happy; is the person your with the ‘right one.’ If you’re single it starts to feel like you’ll be alone forever. I’d rather be alone and single then living with someone whom I can’t stand to be with.

   Age is a state of mind. My mind says I’m 30 and I’m not giving up no matter if I’m 40, 50, 60 or 100-years-old. Getting old is a bitch. Giving up on life because you’re older? Not an option with my frame of mind. One of the reasons "The Golden Girls" still manages to be popular is simple; it shows you that you can be happy over 50, have sex, good friends and sass whoever you please.

   So if you’re feeling down about getting older; just think you had some good times with the bad and something new and exciting is just around the corner; you’ll never find out what it is if you’re staying inside hiding and giving up. Do something you wouldn't normally do; take a class; stay out and drink until 3:am. Live, laugh, make changes and have fun; that's what keeps you young forever.

Saturday, July 15, 2017

Are You Seeing Spots Before Your Eyes? Read This And Weep.


 I’ve bragged over the years about having 20/20 vision; it was the only thing I could say about myself that was 100% perfect. I’ve noticed lately that with certain light I would see spots before my eyes. Worried I was dying tragically young (shut up!) I went to the eye doctor and got the most upsetting news. I wasn’t hitting the dirt anytime soon I was getting older; I’d rather be dying.


The spots are called floaters (how science fiction) Floaters are black dots, specks or circles that are noticeable when one is looking at a light colored background, like a white wall or sunlight. Floaters tend to move up in down and gradually disappear. The spots can be very annoying when you know you haven’t taken Acid for twenty years.

The inside of the eye is filled with an invisible, gel-like substance called the vitreous. The vitreous helps maintain the shape of the eye and allows light to pass through to the retina. The retina is a thin, light-sensitive tissue that covers the inside back portion of the eye and works like the film in a camera. Floaters are small clumps of gel that form in the vitreous. Although they appear to be in front of the eye, they are actually floating in the vitreous and are seen as shadows by the retina.

The appearance of floaters may cause alarm, especially if they develop suddenly. However, they are usually of little importance. As people get older, the vitreous shrinks and often separates from the retina. By the age of 50 years the vitreous has separated from the retina in about 50% of all people. As the vitreous detaches, it causes floaters. At first the floaters may be quite annoying, but the brain gradually learns to ignore them, and after several months they are hardly noticed.

So with the onslaught of wrinkles, gray hair and creaks in the bones; one is also faced with spots before their eyes; which is just another reminder that Mother Nature is a freaking bitch.

Thursday, May 25, 2017

New Horror Movie ...




WOW! Finally, a good horror movie is coming out. Anybody know the release of this creepy looking film? Oh, wait ... 👹


#HorrorMovie #Trump #ThePope #IdeaForRyanMurphy #AmericanHorrorStory #AuthorHudsonTaylor

Monday, April 3, 2017

Free Life Advice. Read It Fast, I'm Already Bored.


The Doctor is in, and let’s get this over with quick because I have a hangover. Some people need a therapist for logical mental reasons, others need a good kick in the knickers with some tough love. So here it is; your problems solved in minutes, not hours and you didn’t cough up the $200 bucks an hour for a head doctor (who’s probably nuttier than you) or even spend your morning on the toilet from all the medication they’d prescribe.
You’re welcome, now shut up and learn.

-You Don’t Care What People Think: Stop lying, it gives you wrinkles.

-You Hate Your Parents: Grow up and forgive them, or don’t talk to them anymore.

-Cupcakes: These are really round slices of cake; sorry chubs.

-Boot Camp: You’re just paying an angry guy to yell at you; get married and it will be for free.

-Proceco: Is really sparkling white wine, just add $10-50 dollars.

-You Can’t Get A Man: So stop whining about it; shave your legs; get a new hair color and work it.

-Why Is Everyone Crazy: Because everyone is a little wacko; if you don’t think you are, oh boy you’re in trouble.

-People Are Out To Get You: Sometimes, but that’s life. Watch a few seasons of “Scandal” and learn.

-“Green Lantern,” Movie: Really did suck; No REALLY.

-You’re Obese And Want ONLY A Muscle Guy: Drop the lard or win the Lottery.

-Space Wipes: Are really sponges, and not worth 19.99 + shipping.

-You’re A Drunk And Druggie: Google a picture of Lindsay Lohan 2011; and remember she was 24-years-old! Get yourself together.

-You’re Depressed: Because of you’re missing a leg; arm; eye? Right; feel better, bitch.

-You Have Bad Self Image: No matter how much plastic surgery you get, you’ll feel the same; just prettier. Happiness does come from within, yeah, within Bergdorf Goodman.

Your life is better than you think. Enjoy it!