What a disappointing night for Peyton Manning. The Colts came in as what many would consider the superior team, Quarterback Manning had just received his fourth NFL Most Valuable Player Award, things were going good for three quarters, and they. just. lost it. it in the forth quarter. Sure, it's a nice Cinderella Story of sorts for The Saints of New Orleans to come out on top, reflecting on the devastation a natural disaster brought down upon their city -- but let's not get too preachy, Peyton should have won this for Indianapolis.
Well, Peyton, I'm going to make your Monday a little worse, because we're officially closing the Football Season here at OUT (did it ever start here at OUT?) by counting down the Top 5 Hottest Quarterbacks in the NFL - and the older Manning just didn't make the cut.
5. Eli Manning
Don't worry, I'm going to spell these guys out for the sports star-illiterate at home. Eli is Peyton's younger brother and Quarterback for the New York Giants. He's 29, 6'4, which is a very good height (so says my pal Supernatural star Jared Padalecki), is a spokesman for Reebock, Toyota and briefly Oreo, volunteered after Katrina, and wrote a children's book called Family Huddle with his older brother. He also enjoys taken drunken photos. It's true, you can Google it. If he's your man, you should know he looks better sober.
4. Matt Ryan
He's the Quarterback for the Atlanta Falcons, is only 24, which I believe makes him the baby of our group, but he sure doesn't look it because he's also 6'4 and a nice 213 lbs. He was the 2008 Offensive Rookie of the Year (that's a good thing, don't worry), is Irish Catholic, enjoys golfing in the off-season, looks great in red and gold and, from what I can tell, seems to have very nice teeth.
3. Mark Sanchez
Nope, I lied, Mark here is only 23, so he's the youngest, and is the Quarterback for the New York Jets, even though he's a native Californians through and and through. This one's a real keeper: his Mexican heritage gives him that whole dark wavy hair and olive skin look, he modeled swimwear for the June 2009 issue of GQ and was listed as #2 in The New York Post's Most Eligible Bachelors for New York City -- plus his arms are pretty much to kill for. Get it.
2. Brady Quinn
Maybe he just came in at number two because I have a soft spot for him. Brady Quinn just seems so stupidly normal that if I went to a real university I would swear he was that guy asleep in my Intro to Social Psych lecture. Or my brother's friend who I came home to find asleep on the foot of my bed and smelling like Bud Light. Brady's 25, Quarterback for the Cleveland Browns, loves posing shirtless, smiling and showing off his guns, not having a MySpace and, oh, apparently getting charged with using homophobic slurs. Well, you can't win 'em all, I guess...
1. Tom Brady
Speaking of guys you can't win 'em all with...Tom Brady. Of course. I mean, who did you think it was going to be? He's beautiful. He's almost more beautiful than his wife, Giselle Bündchen, who I'm pretty sure is the confirmed sexiest woman in the world, yes? I once saw Giselle walking past the Magnolia Cupcake Bakery in the village, and she was so tall and serious and she did not get a cupcake and for a minute, neither did I. But I like the pink frosting. Anyway, this guy has it all. The jawline, the blue eyes, the pretty features, the modeling ads, the All American fame, the Victoria Secret wife, the Victoria Secret baby, his former girlfriend's baby, uh....an invitation to Anna Wintour's Met Gala! Yeah, let's focus on that. Or his eyes. Just keeping looking into them and soon all that messy personal drama will just melt away. Oh and he's 32, 6'4 and plays for the New England Patriots. Sorry, I got a little distracted by the photo above.
[Note: There may be some spoilers in the following review. Read at your own risk.]
Due to mature content, kids and adults with sensitive sensibilities should stay away from the off-Broadway production of actor-turned-playwright Alexi Kaye Campbell’s The Pride. Despite the draw of Brits Ben Whishaw (above) and Hugh Dancy -- or Andrea Riseborough and Adam James, if that’s more your thing -- and its potential for romance, this is not the perfect date-night entertainment. Instead it's intense and thought-provoking look at what it means to be gay.
Split evenly between events taking place in 1958 and 2008, the story never feels muddled and the scenes blend together naturally. The 1958 story involves Oliver (Whishaw), a writer; Sylvia (Riseborough), his one-time illustrator; and Philip (Dancy), Sylvia’s husband. In their first scene together, Oliver and Philip develop an awkward and unconscious flirtation. Thus the trouble begins.
While Oliver is painfully aware of his otherness and recounts his epiphany in Delphi -- the home of the famous oracle -- in which a voice traveling across time tells him “it will be all right,” Philip is put off by Oliver’s manner. Sylvia deduces that the manner that offends Philip is the same one that a friend of hers suffered from, until he killed himself after being tried for gross indecency -- the general accusation faced by homosexuals. Torn between his nature, society’s harsh restrictions and his obvious attraction to Oliver, Philip founders, hurting everyone around him and unable to accept that loving another man is not “disgusting.” In the last scene before the intermission, the confrontation between the two men, is so viscerally powerful and so well-acted that several patrons got up from their seats and never return.
Couldn't care less about the Superbowl (especially now that CBS is in cahoots with Focus on the Family and will be broadcasting not one but two commercials by the repugnant anti-gay, anti-woman religious group while refusing to air ads from gay organizations)? Looking for something else to do with your Sunday? Why not flip on MGM HD and tune into their marathon of six back-to-back musicals including Hair, The Cotton Club, The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert, A Song is Born, The Fantasticks, and Moulin Rouge (1954). This special musical lineup is part of MGM HD’s “MGM At the Awards,” which features movies with award-celebrated talent in honor of the studio’s 85th anniversary. To watch sneak-peek clips, check out production stills, and view the entire schedule, visit www.mgmhd.com/musicals.
And if you're looking for something to nosh on while you're getting your musical fix, how about trying out Paula Dean's Krispy Kreme Burger sandwich (above)? A burger patty (grease), an egg (grease), bacon (grease), all sandwiched between two donuts (grease and more grease) is just what the doctor ordered to wash away any of the residual ickiness you might be feeling from the aforementioned CBS/Focus on the Family drama. The recipe is available here.
The new series Caprica is a prequel/spin-off of Syfy Channel's previous critical darling, Battlestar Galactica. Set sixty years before the events of BSG, the show focuses on the lives of the power players of Caprica City who influence and eventually change the course of the entire human race. What is different about this show, along with the entire Battlestar Galactica franchise, is that unlike other science fiction dramas, they include prominent gay characters, and unlike present-day life on earth, no one even bats an eye when two men kiss one another.
Battlestar Galactica has a history of prominently featuring gay characters, whether it's Lieutenant Felix Gaeta, who had a relationship with a fellow male lieutenant on Galactica or Helena Cain, Captain of the Pegasus ship, who in the BSG movie, Razor, was revealed to have an intimate affair with Number Six, a female Cylon. It was refreshing that these characters weren't "token" gays in any way, and weren't put there just to keep GLAAD satisfied -- they actually played critical roles in the Galactica universe, and whether you sleep with men or women is really an insignificant concern when the fate of the human race rests in your hands.
One of Caprica's main characters, Sam Adama (played by Sasha Roiz, above), is part of an organized crime unit on Caprica (think Jetsons meets Sopranos), and though he kills people in cold blood and strikes fear into the hearts of many of Caprica City's residents, at the end of the day he comes home to his husband. Mark Stern, the Vice President of Original Programming at Syfy, said, "It was very interesting to me to take what is traditionally a very heterosexual role in an organization that we think of as being extremely homophobic, and put a gay character in that world in a very normalized way." He also said that there would be two gay characters on Caprica, the other one yet to be revealed. Though life on Caprica is far from utopian, the way the Capricans handle homosexuality and how it's a "non-issue" for them is certainly something us earthlings could learn from.
fabulis is a new social networking site that connects gay men with amazing experiences down the block and around the world. Founder and CEO Jason Goldberg recently discussed what inspired him to create the Lonely Planet meets Facebook site:
"Me and my friends and my friends’ friends have differing ideas on what
makes a restaurant great than the typical Trip Advisor user. We don’t
always value the same things as the mother of four from Wisconsin or
the straight senior citizen couple spending their twilight years in
Florida. That hotel they rate highly? We think it’s boring. That “hot
restaurant” in Fodors is dim to us. We don’t want the mainstream
viewpoint. We want the gay-male take. We want to know the trends before
they are trends. We want to make the trends. By the time it’s in the
guide book, it’s passe. And, we want more than just the guide to the
gay places. We want the gay take on where to go, what to do, and who to
meet when we’re there."
fabulis will be launching on the web and on the iPhone in the spring of 2010. In the meantime, check out their "I am fabulis" video campaign (above and more here), as well as the fabulis blog, and sign up for an invite to the beta version of the site.
A real-life conversation between some Campbell’s Tomato Soup and a dress. All dialogue guaranteed real, yet inexplicably cut from last night’s episode.
Soup: So… you’re me. But a dress.
Dress: Aren’t I inspiring? I’m for a heart disease charity. Do you feel empowered by me yet?
Soup: Where’s your grilled cheese sandwich? Can they dunk one into you? I’m confused.
Dress: We entertained that idea and played around with some sandwiches glue-gunned to my ass, but my designer felt that over-embellishment would make Heidi question his taste level not once, but twice. He wants to avoid that.
Soup: Nice rhinestone straps.
Dress: Why don’t you take off your sunglasses? You’ll be able to see how cootery I am.
Soup: Couture? Do you mean couture?
Dress: Right. Yes, that’s what I said.
Soup: Right. Yes. Sorry. I have no ears. I’m soup. Let me take off the shades here.
Dress: See? I’M SHINY!
Soup: …
Dress: I SAID I’M SHINY!
Soup: Like a million suns.
Dress: Like how he used your logo on me? It was a requirement but he really made it elegant. I’m healing heart disease right now, by the way. I’m going to cure all the diseases, especially fatness. That’s the worst one. I’m also a scientist.
Soup: I see the logo. It’s not NASCAR jacket-y at all.
Dress: I’m going outside now to streetwalk up and down the avenue and show everyone how it’s done, this whole making soup into a dress thing.
Soup: I bet you meet a lot of really friendly guys out there.
Dress: HEART DISEASE, YOUR DAYS ARE NUMBERED BECAUSE OF FASHION!
I admit it -- I'm a fan of Say Yes To The Dress. The slutty ensembles purchased by devout Christians, the closeted brothers acting as style mentors, the MILFs using camera time to expose their boobies -- it's totally my guilty pleasure. However, there is one element of the show that I cannot accept: bridal consultant Camille. Ignore her comments or her fashion suggestions, and just stare at her face. Her skin is so oily that Sophia Loren bottles her greasy goodness for pre-Award ceremony cover-up. This cannot be healthy. As her lips get larger, her pores grow deeper, so much so that they begin to radiate their own light.
This must be day-glow. This is not to be confused with a tan. A tan comes from the outside in, while the day-glow comes from the inside out.
But let us not think Camille is a revolutionary! Remember Steven "Cojo" Cojocaru (above) -- Canadian fashion critic with five-second slots on Entertainment Tonight? Even before his kidney transplants, he was the day-glow pioneer. Not quite orange and not quite albino, his skin is situated somewhere between vampire and oompa loompa. Cojo's screen time is met with constant cringes for fear beams of ultraviolet rays will permeate the television screen and obliterate my existence. No, I am not exaggerating. Added to the pack of day-glowers is The Dog Whisperer, Cesar Milan. Though his skin is darker than the other two day-glow nominees, it is no less shiny. Dogs can literally see their reflection on his forehead. Maybe this is the secret to his training technique.
It almost seems that day-glow evades sexuality. Yes, we know they are sometimes gay or transexually inclined (Cesar undoubtedly included, despite his marriage), but can we picture them in any sort of sexualized situation? Would sex be impossible due to the lack of friction caused by heavy sheen? Or sadly, is the day-glow the new mustache?
In my mere 21-years of life I have spent approximately $10,000 (facials, humidifiers, La Mer lotion, etc.) on trying to erase oiliness. I wasted countless days of my middle school career attempting to hide what the Jewish gods so graciously bestowed upon me. I have scrubbed, I have dehydrated, and I have soaked. And right when my skin suddenly becomes matte, oily becomes fashionable. Excuse me, I've got some Oreos to fry.
Is the media repealing it's "don't ask, don't tell" stance on Anderson Cooper's sexuality? Because the publication-of-grocery-store-checkout-record just casually dropped the "& boyfriend" bomb on a coverline regarding an alleged Haitian baby adoption. The story reports "exclusively" that the "hard-charging CNN anchorman" and "his hunky boyfriend, Ben Maisani" are planning to raise a son in their newly acquired West Village firehouse. At least part of that story might be actual news to any straggling CNN viewers who haven't yet grasped the significance of their stoic nightly newscaster's affinity for NeNe Leakes and special camaraderie with Kathy Griffin.
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