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Voichok

The only thing keeping the OC afloat for me is Voichok, or Cam Gigandet (hot as fuck name even) who is the super rough, nasty, wild, scruffy, tattooed, punkass, hardcore surfer in the bad boy surfer gang that is trying to hook up with Marrissa.  Ryan Who?  It turns out this boy has a brown belt in Karate.  tripely hot.  Here are some pics.

Millennials

There is an article in DETAILS magazine this month titled "Has Generation X Already Peaked?" which mostly discusses how GenX'rs are getting a little lost with marketing and the world paying attention to the BabyBoomers still and/or Generation Y, nicknamed Millennials.  My generation I should note.  It turns out that the article is informative on why this is so which I will entirely not talk about here, lol, because the article was hysterical and ever so accurate when describing my generation and especially so with describing me.  Minus the self reflection thing which I do hourly, lol. 

"When your not obsessing over the mating habits of AARP members, the media beast has taken quite a fancy to another rising demographic, the millennials, Gen Y, whose bloggy, bling-bling birdsong of me-me-me-me-me sounds, to your beaten eardrums, a little bit like this:  Oh My God LindsayBritneyJessicaParisJustin OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG i just got an im from Tiffany and she told me she's breaking up with her boyfriend and i was like totally sympathetic DUH but it's like i'm thinking OMG he's totally on the market now LOL i totally need that new Fendi purse OMG did you see that episode of LagunaRunwayLoserIdolOC SO SO SOOOO AMAZING anyway i don't care if that bitch gets all bitchy with me cuz my dad is Avril's manager now and I'm gonna be CEO of Google by the time I'm 25 LOL

That's right.  The boomers BRED, and their solipsistic progeny have arrived just in time to serve you a second helping of anxiety.  To quote a brutally apt line from last year's LCD Soundsystem album, "I'm Losing My Edge.  The kids are coming up from behind." The millennials, spawned during the last days of disco, speak with none of the doubt and skepticism that have marked - and - hampered Generation X.  They just LOVE stuff.  They love celebrities.  They love technology.  They love name brands.  They love everything. They're happy to do whatever advertising tells them to do.  So what if they can't manage to read anything longer than an instant message? --that's okay!  If anything, it's an advantage.  Because literacy leads to self-reflection and critical thinking, and self-reflection and critical thinking open the door to doubt and skepticism and stuff like that just gets in the way when you're trying to get ahead, and OMG OMG did you see how fat Britney looks these days."

Hot Boy Friday

Eugene Bauder

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Dash Snow

I came across an artist today who is in the Whitney Biennial.  The HUGE art event that looks at the best/hottest American artists of the last year.  A photographer.  He lives/works in NYC. He goes by the name of Dash Snow, which I guess could be his real name.  He has had his romps through many sex-crazed drug-induced out of control orgy nights.  He has been through extreme addictions with all kinds of substances.  "By the age of 16 he was doing so much blow he often woke up unable to remember the previous evening." He has seen and photographed seriously god awful things.  Many of which turn out to bloody. 

The only thing that tremendously cares the hell out of me from all of those sentences is that he was born in 1981.  The year I was.  I haven't seen his show but as I said I stumbled across his name when looking at the Whitney's website (which got hacked into while I was on it, hysterically enough) and have to admit that I love his seriousness, his vulgarity, his in your face topics and imagery, his overt sexuality, his obscure beauty of the realness.  They remind me of a much straighter, much harder to stomach version of Wolfgang Tillmans.

The Whitney says,
DASH SNOW, Born 1981, New York, New York; lives in New York, New York 
A boy shows off his magnum of Veuve Clicquot for the camera; a naked couple poses in a hotel room; a dog looks up from scavenging in the trash: Dash Snow's Polaroid photographs document his own life in New York's Lower East Side, a vie bohème that, in its excess, verges on the surreal. Like Ryan McGinley or Nan Goldin, who have also chronicled the downtown Manhattan scene, Snow takes a romantic approach and participates completely in the moments he documents, which ensures that his photographs do not collapse into voyeurism. In addition, he often contextualizes the photographs by showing them alongside large-scale installations that include found objects, newspaper clippings, and videos.

All images found here or on Google are his.  You can view them more of them here.  Or I have posted two more which are extreme in nature so you have to follow the jump to see them.

Movie Desire

I want to see four movies BADLY.  Like I am almost willing to get on a bus to NYC to see three of them.  The photo to the right is from L'Enfant, which won the Palme d'Or at the Cannes Film Festival.

V for Vendetta
Thank You For Smoking
Nightwatch
L'Enfant

the only JOCKboy I NEED

Thanks to ExceptionalKia for the photos of this OMG boy.  Again, notice the hardon trend for me with the shaved heads ;)  So Amazing.  Christ, and the jockstrap.  It couldn't get much better!   haha..

Love Obsession with Brasil, continuing...

In a recent article on Boston.com (a part of the Boston Globe), I discovered something incredibly extraordinary.  I have always known that Boston or Mass has a fairly high Brasilian immigration rate but I didn't realize they were the largest immigrant group in the STATE.  And that most of them live in close distance to Boston in many of its closer neighborhoods.  All I have to say to that YAY! since it now seems very likely that finding a Brasilian boyfriend shouldn't be all that hard knowing where to look.  lol...and it turns out that I need to cruise around Everett.

From Martha's Vineyard to Lynn, about 250,000 Brazilian immigrants live in Massachusetts, according to estimates from the Allston-based Brazilian Immigration Center.  Of that number, 12,000 to 15,000 live in Framingham, the largest Brazilian community in the region, says BIC director Fausto Da Rocha. Downtown Framingham, filled with Brazilian-owned businesses, ''is like little Brazil," he says.

Boston.com: You'll see Belo Horizonte, the capital of Minas Gerais, the state west of Rio de Janeiro where many local Brazilians come from. There's Curitiba in the south, Recife in the north, big cities Sao Paulo and Rio de Janeiro, and small towns like Iuna, which Melo says he hadn't heard of before he came to Massachusetts. Red Sox and Patriots championship pennants hang alongside the street signs. ''We're trying to bring the United States and Brazil together," he says.

Many Brazilians have immigrated to Massachusetts to find work in the last 25 years. Between 2000 and 2003, Brazilians were the largest immigrant group in the state, accounting for 19 percent of new arrivals, according to the think tank Massachusetts Institute for a New Commonwealth. In downtown Everett, Brazilian flags decorate windows and doorways of hair and nail salons, clothing stores, real estate offices, laundromats, restaurants, and bakeries.  As the Brazilian communities around Boston develop, so do services that cater to them. If you've been to a Brazilian restaurant in the Boston area, chances are it was a churrascaria, where meats turn on spits over a smoky charcoal grill. Or it was a buffet, where hot and cold dishes are sold by weight. Or a combination of the two. But the array of food is becoming broader and more diverse. The buffet-barbecue model is still popular -- mostly because the dishes are made in advance, allowing Brazilian customers who work two or three jobs to get their meals quickly -- but bakery owners and restaurateurs are also opening spots that feature specialties from all over the enormous South American country. These new establishments, and the crowds that follow, are helping to revitalize neighborhoods like downtown Everett.

Reminds me of Brasil:

MySpace and a ShoutOut

In the modern world of the internet, there is Gather and my Boys.Gather.Com Group, Myspace, my blog (haha), porno, the NYTimes, Rotten Tomatoes, and Debriefing the Boys.  All of which are fantastic.  Especially if you are a visual person.

Lets first talk about MySpace since I just talked about Gather yesterday.  I have become a total addict.  In fact, it is frightening to me actually.  I nearly spent 4 hours on it Saturday, lol.  Scary.  I would definitely like you to check me out there, add me as your friend, or get in touch more often.  Links are up here too for my Myspace page, on the left sidebar if you already haven't seen it yet.

Second, lets talk about the hottie across the river from me and by hottie I mean Matt, the surfer stud who moved to the North East from California.  I am still not sure why but yah, Matt is the blogger of  Debriefing the Boys, the rocketing blog star of the boy-blog-voyeur world who shouts from Cambridge, MA ( I am in Boston ).  He is a total stud, his site is totally hot (break out the lube), and I am still working my way into the dormrooms of Cambridge to hunt him down.  The showing surfer is from Matt, thanks :)