Despite much good-natured pressure, my partner of twenty years and I have not gotten married. If we ever do marry, I know I will want an old fashioned wedding. Really old fashioned. When I get married, I want a country.

I am the Mr. Big of gay marriage. That said,...

Though I have not looked, I bet you twenty dollars my 401K looks like the Y2K. Actually, make that five dollars. I have been treating my 01K as I treat any new weird sound in my old Jeep. I just turn up the radio. In the morning as my galpal...

I come from a family of winkers. I swear if my family had been on the Titanic, the last thing I would have seen my Dad do as he sank beneath the cold, dark sea would have been one last wink and gone.

The wink could be quick and...

My head feels like the terrorists have won.

Last Friday, we went to a friend's house for dinner and the debate. My galpal was quickly driven out of the TV room by McCain's smarmy opening gambit about Ted Kennedy's hospitalization. Unable to sit still, she nervously cleaned our friend's...

On Labor Day, after finishing my summer run of shows, and before one quarter of my tomatoes had turned red, I had to pack up, leave Provincetown and head back to New York. Next summer I either have to plant earlier or find an early ripening tomato. Or not leave....

Greetings from Austin, Texas! The site of the Annual Out and Equal Workplace Summit. I'm here to emcee their annual awards dinner gala where they celebrate and honor the work of LGBT activists in the corporate world and the work of corporations that make it possible for LGBT people to...

A while back, I was talking with my sister on the phone and told her the news that our niece was moving back east, and she practically hissed, "Fierce!" Then, to my confused silence, she explained, "That's Christian Siriano from Project Runway."

Though my sister is a rabid anti-TV...

George has enough accumulated sick days to go on vacation, call the home office from the ranch and say he is not coming back. But no.

Now he has a big conflict with his old "I looked him in the eye" friend, Russia's self-appointed premier, Vlad Putin. In my...

I have my Summer Olympics Tivo set for Dara Torres. No pressure. I am gay for Dara. I know she wants me. The Natatorium is an indoor venue isn't it? All those new billion dollar Chinese sports complexes look like gossamer, erector sets in the hands of young methed architects....

Happy Ides of July!

It's a beautiful day here in Ptown and we were out at Herring Cove and some of the gals were in their beach chairs. It was low tide. We were talking, just idly letting the sand sift through our fingers. Well, one thing led to...

Happy Summer Solstice! And Merry Christmas while I'm at it because that's how fast tempus is fugiting.

It's Day #14 of my Hillary withdrawal. For at least seventeen months, I saw her every day, knew where she was going, who she was having dinner with -- now nothing. It...

Clinton Gals and Obama Gals, why can't we all get along? Let's take a cue from the gals in Sex and the City.

You might have missed the opening week of SATC because you were consumed with the last installments of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pantsuit. I know...

This is the first Tuesday after the Democratic primaries and it is blistering hot in New York. For days it had been rainy and cool and then suddenly, perhaps because it's the last days of school, and god is a harsh school-mistress, the weather broke hot like blazes.

We...

Newsflash:
You are not going to believe this! I just got a call from that darling Caroline Kennedy on the Obama v-p search team, and she said they need a 60 year old white woman, last name Clinton. Just not that one. Would I be her stunt...

After my Memorial Day run at the Crown and Anchor in Ptown, I took a lovely local nine-seater CapeAir plane into Boston for the 27th Annual MA Bill of Rights dinner. The pilot was in training and kept reading the laminated instruction list. It was a quaint reminder of early...

It's been quite the month. From a wonderful Gender-PAC benefit cook-off with celebrity chefs in New York, to a great show for Equality Ohio's Third Annual Lobby Days in Columbus, to a sold-out benefit dinner for choreographer Elizabeth Streb's Action Maverick Awards in Brooklyn, to a wildly raucous Astraea 30th...

Four years after San Francisco Mayor Gavin Newsom's gay marriage block party got shut down by a very testy legislature, the California Supreme Court lifted the ban on gay marriage statewide. Woo Hoo! Make some noise! Tie strings of tin cans on injustice's gas guzzling bumper as it lumbers out...

Faster than you can say, "CA Supreme Court overturns ban on gay marriage," his Extreme Slippery Slopeheadedness, Pope Benedict, had an announcement to make. Barely taking the time to translate it from the Latin, in that oddly high voice, the pope restated the Church's position that only unions between a...

Enough with the Hillary Deathwatches, the Eight Belles comparisons, the Wednesday morning quarterbacking, the super-annuating, the gloating not gloating, the Wright stuffing, the obliterating, the primary parsing.

Everybody take a breath, sit back, have a lovely European-style coffee, and play your old "Come Together" LP. Don't try to figure...

Yes, they killed the DC Madam. Another woman who was employed at the same escort service was arrested on prostitution charges and committed suicide before she could go to trial.

I know, I know, I live in the house that conspiracy theories built, but yes they killed the DC...