Saturday 11/11/2006
Stalking Miss Streisand
Friday, 12:23am Central Time Zone we got the call, from none other than Hydrate/XO's owner Mark Liberson.
What would possess such a reputable business owner to be calling at such an obscure time of night, you ask?
Babs is in the building!...
At least that's what we could make out of Mr. Liberson's frantic call to get us down to Joe's downtown, where the diva herself was shoving crab down her heavenly throat with Mayor Daley.
In two minutes Frank Failing(Chicago's answer to paparazzi) and I were suited up, looking euro-chic, and out the door.
12:47am: Racing down Lake Shore Drive, the phone rings again, it's Mark, "Oprah just left!"...I buckle my seatbelt, "hurry Frank, hurry..we're going to miss the bitch" I yell.
1:04am: We arrive on the scene, armed with cameras and postcards. We join a tipsy Mark who was accompanied by a gentlemen friend and two female Barbara lovers in their 40's they managed to pick up while hunting the songstress down.
We were ready for action!...
...The next 2 hrs proved to be quite uneventful. It consisted us of hiding behind trees, peering into partly closed blinds, dodging security guards, and freezing our asses off waiting for that c*nt.
When the time came at nearly 2:30 for the big "B" to show her jumbo nose I was busy on the corner with another familiar face, Jesse Jackson! Am I on acid?! I flashed a smile and a hello to the J-man and recieved a effortless grumble of "hi" back. At that moment Barbara was getting whisked into her car along with hubby James Brolin.
We did get a short word in with her though...when we told her we were fans and welcomed her to Chicago...she sweetly replied "Why, thank you."
Her few spoken words sent the two queens in a tizzy...which made the whole episode worthwhile, I guess.
Check out the revealing photos of our madness that night below provided by our Frank.
What would possess such a reputable business owner to be calling at such an obscure time of night, you ask?
Babs is in the building!...
At least that's what we could make out of Mr. Liberson's frantic call to get us down to Joe's downtown, where the diva herself was shoving crab down her heavenly throat with Mayor Daley.
In two minutes Frank Failing(Chicago's answer to paparazzi) and I were suited up, looking euro-chic, and out the door.
12:47am: Racing down Lake Shore Drive, the phone rings again, it's Mark, "Oprah just left!"...I buckle my seatbelt, "hurry Frank, hurry..we're going to miss the bitch" I yell.
1:04am: We arrive on the scene, armed with cameras and postcards. We join a tipsy Mark who was accompanied by a gentlemen friend and two female Barbara lovers in their 40's they managed to pick up while hunting the songstress down.
We were ready for action!...
...The next 2 hrs proved to be quite uneventful. It consisted us of hiding behind trees, peering into partly closed blinds, dodging security guards, and freezing our asses off waiting for that c*nt.
When the time came at nearly 2:30 for the big "B" to show her jumbo nose I was busy on the corner with another familiar face, Jesse Jackson! Am I on acid?! I flashed a smile and a hello to the J-man and recieved a effortless grumble of "hi" back. At that moment Barbara was getting whisked into her car along with hubby James Brolin.
We did get a short word in with her though...when we told her we were fans and welcomed her to Chicago...she sweetly replied "Why, thank you."
Her few spoken words sent the two queens in a tizzy...which made the whole episode worthwhile, I guess.
Check out the revealing photos of our madness that night below provided by our Frank.
Saturday 11/11/2006
It was dollar drink Wednesday...
..and all through the house...not a fruitcake was sober...not even a mouse...hmmm didn't work nevermind.
Moving past the holiday carols I got shitfaced this past week at Spin...if any of you find my dignity or my brand new mothaf*cking baseball cap I got swiped of my head while I was passed out give me a jingle jangle.
Moving past the holiday carols I got shitfaced this past week at Spin...if any of you find my dignity or my brand new mothaf*cking baseball cap I got swiped of my head while I was passed out give me a jingle jangle.
Tuesday 11/7/2006
Yes Mark, tell me everything...
Give the girl a drink and she'll spill like a full pail of water, haha! The fire behind Gay Chicago Magazine gave me the insider dish on some of my favorite people in porn and pop music.
Details to come...
Love that bitch!
Details to come...
Love that bitch!
Tuesday 11/7/2006
Happy 29th Touche
All the gents were in there sunday best for Touche's 29th anniversary. I chugged down a few vodka cranberry's and mingled with the extra friendly doormen. Later on I even cozied up with Mr. Chicago Leather who stripped of his shirt to take a picture with me :)
I felt like such a nelly in this bar...someone direct me towards Cocktail please!
I felt like such a nelly in this bar...someone direct me towards Cocktail please!
Tuesday 11/7/2006
You wouldn't believe the past couple days!..
That's why I've been missing folks...but starting today I'm updating ya'll on what I've been getting my little ass into.
We got Celebs! Movie premiers! Chicago Pride rivals! Fisting at Touche! and MORE! All coming your way kiddies...
Here's me and my arch nemisis (more to his credit than mine), gettin' rowdy at a Reeling Film Festival after party.
We got Celebs! Movie premiers! Chicago Pride rivals! Fisting at Touche! and MORE! All coming your way kiddies...
Here's me and my arch nemisis (more to his credit than mine), gettin' rowdy at a Reeling Film Festival after party.
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