Virtual Flaneurism

Sorry, blog-o-readers! I have been in NYC all weekend for the parade and, serendipitously, the PASSING OF A MARRIAGE EQUALITY BILL! Thoughts to follow on that (mainly about my disappointment at the general lack of excitement I witnessed while there).

Also, someday I will go back to class (someday being late August), and have my computer and a trusty internet connection all day, and blogging will be reborn and run rampant through your interwebs. Until that day, a thousand apologies for the past, present and future dearth of posting. It's not you, it's me.

This makes me want to play this game (but not on a DS):

First and foremost, this is absolutely NOT SAFE FOR WORK.

Moving on: Apparently Channing Tatum is going to be starring in a forthcoming blockbuster about his years as a stripper. Though it is no surprise that someone with no acting ability but a smoking body took off his clothes for money, what is surprising is that there remains video proof of his previous career.

I reiterate: NOT SAFE FOR WORK. Definitely safe for a gay party.

Ladies, no!

Check out this adorable picture of Neil Patrick Harris' hubby David Burtka and their new twins.

If I had ovaries, they would be in an uproar.

This is how I avoided studying the other day:

Shut Up, Bitch. My Mama's a Star

I love this new trend with celebrities' kids strutting their shit.

Haters gonna hate, wee Jackman. Haters gonna hate.