CAMERA LUCIDA
Christophe Chemin is hilarious! He showed us his lovely first motion picture, made when he was a 3 year old platinum vixen in Bordeaux. He stars as a luscious provincial bride, betrothed to a sturdy butch of 4 1/2 years. Problems ensue when one of the maids of honor gets into a viscious row with the hunky groom, who decides to settle things by taking a carnivorous chunk out of her arm. After lots of blood and bedlam, the bride remains unfazed, serene in her devotion the the nuptial rite. After some spiritual soothing from Christophe´s grand mama, the wedding procession resumes. Years later Christophe took this footage and combined it with his retelling of the death of the Swiss poet Robert Walser. If you think that Darren Stein in Put the Camera on Me is precocious, you haven´t seen nuthin´ till you behold Mdm Chemin´s royal FIT. Major Ms. Gorgeous!!!!!
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Ah Turkish men. Sometimes they remind me of New York Guidos with their love of white slip on shoes and skin tight trousers, and other times its Mexicans Cholos with their tricked out cars blaring middle eastern pop,German and American rap. I can´t resist shiny black hair and a mono brow.
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Speaking of the mensis. Some days i am invisible to them, and then other days, i can´t get rid of em. Two who are sniffing around my puddy are Pierre Sarkozy, the spoiled blondine son of the new Gallic leader, and the American actor Edgar Ramirez who is in the new Matt Damon´, Bourne White Surpremacy film. I guess i should be glad somebody wants the troll that i´ve become in my old adage.

KRIEGSNUMMERN DES SIMPLICISSIMUS
Early morning meeting with the beautiful and sensitive Cheap Gossip/Arsenal intern Julius at my studio, the Cheese Endique Trifecta. Julius will design a flier for my October 21st event Falling Stars, Rising Stars at The Arsenal. Its so refreshing being around a young man like Julius. So much of the world today is fueled on this corporate mentality, which i find is a new more lethal, and insideous form of fascism, that makes people empty, arrogant and dull. Thats why its such a pleasure to be in the company of a young boy who thinks outside of the tired gay ghetto box, and who wants more from life then a petty bourgeois lifestyle.
Work on Cheap Blacky is coming together nicely. I've been collaborating on the music with The Cookies of Allah, which features hot siblings Tim and Kjohnny Blue and Daniel Hendrickson of kollective Cheap. So far we've all been getting along, which is a miracle because Vaginal Davis is one retarded whore of a bitch, arbitrary and argumentative, and just plain evil incarnate. I hate Vaginal Davis, and you should too. So far The Cookies of Allah have conjured up some extroidinary compositions with varied instrumentation like cello, violin, accordian, piano, oud and banjo.
Ran into one of my patrician German relations after rehearsal near Mehringdamn. He was with Frank Briegmann of Universal Music in Germany. What were they doing together? Odd. Both of them mentioned reading about my new piece at the HAU in a magazine, and hinted at being invited to the premiera. We'll see about that. Its strange having white cousins from my fathers side of the family who resemble me, only a few shades paler. On my mothers side of the family i am related to Connie Rice and the Secretary of State of the icky USofA Condoleeza Rice.
Will close with a quote from one of my fav actresses Ingrid Bergman:

Ein Kuss ist ein liebenswerter Trick der Natur, ein Gespräch zu unterbrechen, wenn Worte überflüssig werden

O YOU´RE SO JAMES JOYCE
We traveled to the little known area of Tiergarten, just above the famed cruise park to attend the 16th birthday party for the enfant terrible writer, Travis Jeppesen whose latest tome is called Wolf at the Door. Travis just returned to Berlin from a triumphant European book tour. A mini feast was created by the scribes beautiful 14 year old Slovakian beau Mario. The couple have a large, spacious flat and the small, intimate soiree featured Downtown DJ Snax of the perfect Jew Fro, artiste Christophe Chermin, who is the production designer for, Cheap Blacky, accompanied by his director Judy LaBruce who brought along for his amusement, Little Baby Brian, the sometime consort of both Gary Goddard(Masters of the Universe)and Bryan "The Bitch of 20th Century Fox" Singer.
CuncuBrian is now 25, but can pass for 17. He was once the plaything of Gus Van Sant, and numerous other Hollywood power players, who prefer young men who still have their mothers breast milk on their breath. This Brian kid is a bit much with his riotous flights of Finnegan´s Wake fancy. A rare lucid moment produces some interesting tales, like when he lived in Istanbul with a Turkish lover who almost slit his throat. We had to take leave of the gathering before we wound up attempting a similiar event horizen.

SHIITE AND YOUR MOTHER
One thing I´ve noticed here in Germany is that the hetero men are really whupped by the women. How do these ladies keep such a hold on the men? Does their puddy spin, like the rinse cycle of a washing machine? Also you see so many good looking young Teutonic men married with brats aplenty, to some sputter faced Brunhilde. What gives here, will someone please explain the concept.
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Got a disturbing emug from the states in answer to my writing out loud about what became of certain people from my past. Well i got a cheery quick answer about Zachary, the famed tux wearing MC from the 80s. Mr. Zachary is now teaching music at Flea of the Red Hot Chilli Pepper´s Conservatory of Music in Silverlake.
On the sad note, Myrakel, an old trick of mine, i was told is now dead as a doornail. It seems that he was killed in prison. They don´t take too kindly in the big house to new agey pedophiles. I always new Myrakel liked boys younger then he was. When i tricked with him, i lied and told him that i was 19. I was actually 24. At that time he was around 31 or 32, a bit on the hippy dippy side, but he was a ginger, with a thick penis, and you all know how i can´t resist the redheads. I have a built in radar against men who want to use me as a pass-around-Patty, so it never worked out sexually between me and Myrakel, but we stayed friendly with each other. I even invited him to one of my openings at the Hag Gallery, and he wound up picking up this juicy 16 year old South Bay surfer kid, who i ran into later who told me that Myrakel dropped him flat after a few weeks for one of his even hotter surfer pals. Over the years i would run into Myrakel at the Sunset Junction, and he seemed the same free spirit, though his new ageyness was now combined with a radical fairee look that made me want to roll my eyes. Still i didnt know he was a card carrying member of NAMBLA. Just shows to go ya, that I am still a naive lady, at my advanced age.
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The rehearsals for Cheap Blacky are moving along at a brisk pace. Thank you once again for all the zillions of emugs from around the world. This project seems to really resonate. Received a sweet note from one of my all time performance art idols, the legendary Johanna Went who stated that Boom and Reflections of a Golden Eye are her favs.
After a long day of rehearsals i had a meeting at Kino Arsenal at Potsdamer Plotz with Ms. Stefanie, Nanna and beautiful young intern Julius about my new program "Falling Stars, Rising Stars" which will debut Oct 19th. Stefanie and her expert crew know how to turn planning meetings into a lot of fun and positive idea sharing. I´m sure this new venture is going to create quite a buzz in Berlina. I also talked with Volker Spengler, the great German film and stage star, who was such a delight to chat with taking time from his busy schedule to chittle with "The Doll"
Fearless Leader Suzi Su of kollective Cheap turns 22 on Monday Sept 3rd, so everyone better shower her with lots of presents.
I´ve been having a bout of knee problems due to my new sportif bike, and also i´ve been fretting about finishing my essay thats due for the new art book about Judy LaBruce called Bruceploitation. Woman´s work, woman´s work . . .

CORNFED
So busy with my latest project, Cheap Blacky that i missed Julie Tolentino´s big performances in Berlin. I am so sad that i didnt get a chance to hang with her and Killer. I did tell a lot of important people to go and see her though.
Cheap Blacky is in the grueling process of workshopping the piece, and slicing all the elementals together. We even filmed some violent tableaux´s that will act as projections during the main action. In answer to all the emails sent to me wanting to know more info i will just give you this little tease:

Cheap Blacky, with Vaginal Davis
music the cookies of allah
costumes Rick Owens
directed by Judy LaBruce

a mysterious big fat tittied, well endowed hustler arrives on the scene, and fudgepacks a neurotic bourgeois family including their servants. Everyones true nature is revealed through hilarious hijinks, exorcism, heightened consciousness and saucy Ann Miller style production numbers. After dancing themselves to death, those who survive celebrate, and try to restore some sense of normalcy to shattered lives.

DIE RITTER DER TAFEL RUNDE
Met with lady Stefanie of the Arsenal at my studio, Cheese Endique Trifecta. She bought me a lovely lady flower, and a still from the experimental film Aus Der Ferne by Matthias Müller which appropriates the image of Kathyrn Grayson singing "There´s Beauty Everywhere" from MGM´s Ziegfeld Follies.
So nice having private time with Ms. Stefanie. We retired to the nearbye Tuff cafe where she took me to a scrumdilish luncheon, and decided on the final details for the new program I´ll be hosting at the Arsenal on Sunday October 21st called Falling Stars, Rising Stars which will feature a screening of the GW Pabst film Pandora´s Box starring Louise Brooks. So mark that day on your calendaria and come dressed in appropriate period garb.
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Bruncheon with Joel Gibb who i erroneouly reported as being back in Canada. He did go to Stockholm for a performance, but won´t return to Canuckland till Sept 4th. Yes Agnetha, Ms. Davis sometimes makes mistakes on this here blog, but not often. Joining our artist table at Frida Kahlo Brasserie: The amazing Peaches, and her hunky beau of 5 years, Will Munro of Vaseline and Toronto´s The Beaver, his gal pal Alex with his nice architect gay dad. Peaches and homosexual fathers all on one sunday afternoon. Who could ask for anything more?

SCHON KLAR UND WELCHE WURTER SIND DAS
Invited to a scrumpteous feast of many divine courses by Annette Frick and Wilhelm Hein, Germanys first couple of experimental film and photography. Joining the lady Ms. Davis, her ninja mutant body guards the Blue Bros. Tim and Kjohnny. The dinner score provided by Thelonius Monk with assist by the recently departed great jazz drummer Max Roach and an exciting mix of guests including the haute art couple Klaus Loeser and Jacobina, and other young film stars that circle the Hein/Frick orbit.
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Feeling nostalgic i started to think about whatever happened to Zachary, the famed tux wearing MC of the early 80s punk scene, also Tina Benet, the drag junior pop star from the same period. I even started wondering out loud about my old trick Myrakle, the big dicqued ginger hippy dippy horn pig, who loved cornholing, or at least trying to cornhole young boys. When i met the nut i was in my mid twenties but i lied and told him i was only 19, so of course he was all over me, but i wouldnt give him any puddy as i sensed he was a love em and leave em type.
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Lady Stefanie of the Arsenal and her wonderful comrades in arms have been putting together some sublime katakas that are becoming the talk of all Berlin town. And with special guests like the legendary Yvonne Rainer, its no wonder that all eyes are focused on Freunde der Deutschen Kinemathek. We went cruising the Dam, as in Potsdamer to catch the Where Am I, Vom Verschwinden, Verstecken und Wiederfinden expertly paced programa which featured works by MM Sera, Klaus Telscher, Karo Gooldt, and Ayse Erkmen, with live appearances by Tim Blue of Cheap, humpy Rusky Steffen Ramlow, and vivacious Isabel Spengler, who also had an installation in the Red Foyer.
Daniel of Cheap even spent some time with the nutty Istanbul professor and coffee cup soothsayer, who is featured in Erkmens hilarious Coffee.
The celebutantes in attendance> Daniel Hendrickson, Annette Frick, Wilhelm Hein, Radcliffe Hallish diva Antonia Baehr, handsome and patrician Uli of the Berlinales Forum, who told me that he didnt care for working with the French TV company Arte awhile back. The manlische, lanky editor of Scrub Magazine Justine, pulling the popsicle chord next to baby faced Arsenal, Cheap Gossip intern Julius, KJohnny Blue, and the blackest white girl in Berlin Nanna Heidenreich who has one luscious onion ass, that is soooo good, it makes you cry.

MIR DEN KAMM ZUNICK
There is this nutty tradition in Germany where youngish men, and sometimes men a bit long on the tooth from the provinces dressed in chimney sweep garb go wandering throughout the big cities in a form of sanctioned begging. I´ve been noticing it more and more, and its really ill.
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Sports coats and more sports coats. I see more men of varying ages wearing a sports coat over jeans or dress slacks. These sports coats are either of light material or heavy during the winter. I find sports coats a bit apalling. What do you think?
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Now lets move on to hair. If i see one more boy wearing the faux hawk/mullet coiffure i will start screaming and never stop. Daniel of Cheap says that Berlin is the city where every youth culture fashion from the last 50 years languishes and refuses to die. I think he is right. And speaking of death, this is a perfect segue into death rock and goth-two subcultures that are appropriately mega in a city like Berlina where actual death, of time immemorial hovers throughout its basin. Goth here has somehow transmorgified and fused with the Matrix movie and Columbine. On hot, humid days you can see many an xurbian male roaming the u-bahn stations with long black coats, hair in a ponytail, shaved on the sides and died black. These men always are pasty skinned, lacking chins with bland features, and seem like they spend countless hours playing Dungeons and Dragons. Don´t get angry with me, Ricky Castro´s of the world, i´m just expressing an opinion. If you don´t care for my opinions,and or you find offense, calmly stop reading this blog.
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One more observation. White people must stop wearing their hair in dreadlocks. It looks horrible on blacks, but on whites its even worse. That goes for the tendril dreads, and the shaved head with one dread fish tail. And please, please stop forming drum circles. If you can´t clap to the beat, how are you supposed to drum to it.

MIR DEN KAMM ZUNICK

UNSA FÜSIEGIEHRA
Wonderous brunchette with Joel Gibb of the Hidden Cameras, just back from a specialty engagement in Munich where he and his musical kollective were the special play things of a famous German/Turkish footballer named Mehmet who had them perform at a stadium during an exhibition game as part of the festivities of Manlische Mehmet´s 36th birthday and retirement from the pitch. Mr. Mehmet whose last name i don´t remember, but i am sure you football fans know him, because he is one of the biggest stars of the game in Teutonia, even bought all the band members, and choir full leather lederhosen.
Getting back to our private brunchina, it featured super tasty Israeli dancer Assaf Hochman of Catherine Sullivan´s troup, entrepreneur Marco Herbst, and a very understated Baroness Anna Von Hahn who is a big Vaginal Davis fan and has been since she was a teenager. That means i am super old folks.
Joel Gibb is off again, this time to Stockholm, and from their back to his Canadian homeland for a few months of recording. I will miss the baby diaper, which is his new nickname, that everyone now is calling him, thanks to yours truelly.
I don´t care for dogs and Berlin is a very dog oriented town. Even the drunken Kotbusser Tor crusties have rangy mutts, that look just like them. One positive thing i can say about dog owners in Berlina is that they train their pooches. LA dog owners could learn a lesson from their sister city counterparts.
If you are a hetero woman and want to get married and knock out babies. Berlin is the place to do that. The men here, are easily henpecked and love being stay-at-home dads, in fact they excel in it, and you see more cute young dads then in any western city, and i mean hands-on-dads, who at least don´t treat their children like fashion accesories the way the bougie do in the states.
Like in Amerikkka, the normals in Germany are uber normal. But when you find fun, frolicsome Germans with a great sense of humour, hold on to them for dear life, because they are few and far between. And don´t let me start about "the German gays". Thats another book in and of itself.

ICH IHN NICHT INS BETT
Once in a blue moon i look at other blogs to compare and contrast my blog and website with whats going on in the greater cyberische. My sweet little blog and webpage are relatively plain and simple, with no fancy graphics or clever razzle dazzle. I am not adroit in computer technology. Indeed, I am a technophobe. Luckily the wonderful Larry Bob who maintains and controls my web presense keeps everything smooth and simple.
Most blogs I have checked out are rather dull and mundane, just tagging their latest projects or reposting things that are already on You Tube or elsewhere. One exception is www.AliceBag.com by Alice Bag, the legendary LA punk singer and songwriter of the seminal band The Bags. Alice and I go way back before the flood. She was also a member of my groups The Afro Sisters and Cholita, the female Menudo. Alice's much younger big dicked husband, Jailbait Velasquez is the designer of her web page, and he has done a marvelous job with her extensive archive. The writing in her blog is crisp and insightful, and no one conducts an interview like Ms. Alicia, who manages to put the academics to shame with her unique scholarship.

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Saw for the second time in three weeks the handsome freckle faced Turkish pop star Mohabet, walking casually and alone on the mean streets of Neu Kolln. I would certainly love to suck on his penis for a week straight without coming up for air.

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Berlin has its own Dennis Woodruff, who drives around Neu Kolln and Kreutzberg. Well the Berlin version is better, in that he isnt trying to work a pathetic acting career, but his automobile is all tricked out like a giant Sigmund and the Seamonster aqua marine adventure vehicle. Love it.

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Great Cheap Blacky rehearsal followed by drinks with Kjohnny, Assoff Blood of Abraham and Judy LaBruce as the sweet and sexy Wolfgang Tillmans DJed at the Nobel Elf. Lots of hunky men gathered about, and mucho mucho touristas. Great seeing Wolfgang and his beau Anders, as well as Damon Matt the Young Elder and his friends. Also bumped in to tall, handsome Justin of Scrub Magazine, looking a bit awkward and uncomfortable, and i flirted with a hot New York dark haired boy concubine with a bodacious rack.

FALSCHSPIEL UM HÖHERES
A pal of mine in merry ole England has invited little me to stay with him at the newly restored Apethorpe Hall in Northhamptonshire. The 15th Century former borstal has a scandalous past. King James 1 used the house as a bordello for him and his hungthrob young lover George Villiers, Duke of Buckingham to entertain their numerous concubines and rough trade tricks. During the restoration effort they discovered lots of secret passages linking the bedrooms of James & George with a myriad of other men they fancied. Queenly kings---they never seem to change. Since this friend of mine who works for English Heritage is quite cute, and humpdilly, i hope to bring some sex majick back to the old homestedt heath once again.
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One of my favorites passed away recently. Lee Hazelwood, who wrote the Nancy Sinatra hit "Boots", and collaborated with her on many projects. His solo releases have become cult favs.
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Accompanied director Judy LaBruce to the Lido in Kreutzberg to see CocoRosie, an enigmatic new musical group of singing sisters who are pals with Antony of Antony and the Johnsons, and Kembra Pfahler of The Voluptuous Horror of Karen Black. The venue was packed with indie rock children, who came to experience the operetta cum hoppity sounds by the gorgeous, well racked Casady Sisters, Bianca and Sierra(in a Nike Sportsbra), who divide their time between New York and Paris. Its been a long time since i went to a concert, and was thrilled when Ms. Bianca pulled out her harp and began to play the delicious notes. These young ladies were very sweet, well mannered and personable. See them now before they become huge international sensations. When Judy and i hung out with them backstage between their first performance and midnight show, they showered us with attention as elder statewomen of the queercore scene. Judy is using some of the CocoRosie songs in his new flick Otto-Up With Dead People. And their textural meloncholic ditties will definately be a highlight of his film. I also loved the projections they used during their stage presentation. The filmed sequences of Kembra in VH glory, and the Wayan Bros from the White Chicks movie gave me an extra added hoot.
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Little things i have to get use to in Germany. Number 1: The metric system. Number 2. Military time.
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Davide Grassi, the perfect man from Aksioma Institute of Contemporary Art in Ljubjana, Slovenia has changed his name to Janez Jansa, who is the right wing prime minister of Slovenia. Leave it to Davide to come up with an interesting politikal art intervention. I love Davide, i mean Janez, and his gorgeous wife Marcella, oops thats Mrs. Janez.
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The amazing and lovesexy Wolfgang Tillmans will be in Berlin for the rest of the month. Can´t wait to hang with him and his uber hung boyfriend Anders.
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Art invite to Cork, Ireland and Cardifff, Wales. Will let all the fans know more as that develops.

KULISSE FUR DIE LIEBE
I have been formally invited to Iran for a year as an artist in residence, by an my old university friend Kaveh Kamooneh. When Kaveh was young he was a major Persian babe, with wavy hair, full lips, dreamy long dark eyelashes, broad shoulders and thick, large manly hands and feet. Of course Kaveh is now middleaged, married with kids, is a bit dumpy, but is still adorable. Moving to Assyria would be scary, but so was relocating to Europe, and i did, though no one in icky LA really expected that i would take this plunge. I am not getting any younger, or prettier, so its now or never when it comes to taking risks in my life as a cristaline intity. I will let you know more of this as it develops.

EINSATZ AM KOTTI
Worked in the studio most of the week-end spitting out Vagimule collages. Something tells me i need to concentrate on this medium as its very much "The Lady". Had a meeting with pretty Italiana Ms. Tatiana and the darling girls of Cum2Cut who are working this year as partners with Jürgen Bruning and the Porn Film Festival. Last year my performative workshop Porno Adorno-How to F*ck Like the F*cking Blacks was a huge hit. Over drinks at The Nobel Elf the girls asked me to perform for the opening party, but with all my committments in the fall, i will only be able to do a DJane set and provide the visual stimuli with my trespass cinema colleziones.

KILLER TÖTEN TOTE STERBEN
Moving abroad comes ripe with a few problemas. First of all there are no 24-hour supermarkets or drug stores in Berlin. On Sundays everything, and i do mean everything closes down, also on holidays, which seem to be numerous, and pop up when you least expect them, especially them damn religious holidays. O and during the week the supermarkets only stay open till 8pm. Takes a little bit of getting use to.
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Got a snarky email from Jim Monk of Monk Magazine fame. I´ve always liked Michael Monk, who is soft spoken and sweet, but that Jim----lets just say he doesn´t exactly make the Vaginal list.
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Ran into handsome writer Nicolas Fargues outside of my local Sparkasse. The striking scribe oozes sex, but just isnt flirtatious enough for "the doll". If a man doesn´t jump on my bones immediately, that gigante womanly ego just can´t handle it, and wants said male person to drop dead immediately. I can´t help it if i´m just like Madame Mau.
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Met for several hours at my studio, the Cheese Endique Trifecta with young British/Israeli PhD student Damon MattYoung, who is a close friend of my sweet academe pal Dr. Dom Johnson who is currently in Palm Springs for the summer.
Tall and lanky Damon is reading at Berkeley, but has been studying German in Berlina for the past month. We had a nice time dwinking wine and chatting about our both being anti-gay gays, among a myriad of other topics. Its always a pleasure kicking back with a good looking softspoken youthquaker.
Speaking of anti gay, Glen Meadmore gave me a call that Rick Castro had read my last blog post and was furious, and wanted my email for a rebuttal. If he does email me, it will certainly automatically go into the spam folder where it will conveniently disapear into cyber space. If Ricky wants a rebuttal he should start his own blog, then he can say what he pleases, to whomever cares to listen.

THE PIES CAKE
That Ricky Castro sure is one nervy fag-got. Not only does he have the audacity to manipulate Glen Meadmore into emailing me to ge the telephone number of Bruce La Bruce producer Jürgen Bruning, but to add insult to injurina he even prods Glen to procure his number from my kollective Cheap collegue Tim Blue, who Glen had only just met a few weeks ago. Now that takes some royal nerviticus. I can only guess that he is STILL trying to secure financing for a pet movie project of his about lesbians called Birkinstock.
Rick has short term memory when it comes to wanting something from someone. He forgets that during Hustler White´s international film festival circuit tour years ago that Miss Jürgen wasn´t exactly thrilled by the Castro overly demanding Aleister Crowleyan charms. In fact Jürgen told me, during an interview for the DVD of Hustler White that he can´t stand Ricky. What set him off was that even before principle shooting began Rick used my old lawyer boyfriend Marcus Bastida, to serve notice to Jürgen of how his final credit in the pic should appear. Granted the movie making business is ripe for rip-off, and one needs to protect oneself, but HW wasnt some multi-million dollar Hollywood production. When Rick and i were friends and collaborators we use to laugh out loud at people that he has now turned into.
Rick definately has talent, and many times has almost become rich and famous from that talent. However, something always seems to stand him short of that goal, i can certainly relate to the fact that getting older with no long term financial security is a frightening prospect in this heartless global economia, but come off it! I would suggest that Rick needs to stick to his current successful LA grift, The Antebellum Art Gallery, which according to my friend Hector seems to be doing quite well. Rick will never run out of sad, horny LA men eager to see live nude, well built, well endowed young models in compromising positions.
And speaking of blasts from the past, i had run into Michi, who was once Rick´s partner in I Love Ricky, at the airport in the states awhile back. Michi is as no nonsense as ever, and the only person who Rick would back down to. Rick and i will never be friends again, but the one person he would still like to have in his life is Michi, who is quite a successful industry veterana. One of these days i will have to write in this blogina what Michi and i talked about, it is very illuminating.

THE PIES CAKE

MORE THEN YOU KNOW
Pre Berlin Hilton party at Joel Gibb alias the Baby Diaper of the Hidden Cameras for dwinky poos. Met gorgeous, hunky Sebastian who produces some MTV Germany Rap program. He told me of his misadventures as an exchange student in Arlington Texas, where his host family told him he cant have any niggers, spics or chinks as friends, only whites, and kicked him out of their house when he missed Sunday church.
Later at the B Hilton Judy LaBruce was the guest dj playing a set list of Canuck hits like American Woman, which had partygoers like Peaches going wild. The lady Peaches was looking very lovesexy, showing the German children how you have fun at a party, something they really need to learn. Also on hand, Britains Noblesse Oblige, Christof Chermin, and Israeli hungthrob Assof Hochman.

NUTZTSIE IHRE CHANCE
Zac Elfron the queeny kid that stars in that tired musical remake of John Water's Hairspray has been making the fag rounds in Berlin, and actually came on to me. What could Ms. Male base do for the doll you ask, well absolutely nothing. I did share a quick snog at Berlin Hilton with model Calum Best.
I've already cheated on the new Belgium pencil dick, i've been seeing. I'm sure he doesnt read my blog, so don' tell him. My paramour is an Argentinian experimental music artist with pre-mature salt n pepper hair and a humpy body and flagrante penis delecti that you'd sell your grandmother for. And can we talk about a matinee idol smile---brilliantine! Actually my trick is of Italian, Sicilian origins, and hails from Buenos Aires. I loves me some dark swarthyness----"i'm famished for the dark ones, and tired of the light ones". Argentine Gabriel spent hours devoted to my asstrovar, trying to dislodge its Vulcan death grip, he almost succeeded, but not quite. I am still an anal virgin---thank god.
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Lovely postcard to the Witwe Bolte from Stefanie of the Arsenal Kino who is on a well deserved holidaze in Portugal. Frauline Stefanie is the hardest working young woman in the experimental cinema world, constantly toiling around the clock to advance the movement.
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Daniel of Cheap used his new tagine to cook a scrumpteous Moroccan feast at Piero la Colleziones palazzo on the Kurfurstendamn, even his ultra sexy next door neighbor smelled the food, and brought over a bottle of Syrian wine, fishing for an invite. The meal was much better then the one provided by Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie, whose new Berlin compound is somewhat rickity. Angelina may be with Brad, but she hasnt given up her lesbiana relations with former Calvin Klein mannequin Jenny "Chicken" Shimizu, but of course now they've progressed to a hot buttery threegy with Bradley taking the lead. Bradster is no sranger to whoregies having been the center of many during this boy ingenue days in the late 80s, before he went out with Robin Givens. Brad's hommeshinanigans would put a Falcon Video pac star to shame.