<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912</id><updated>2011-07-07T15:02:52.273-05:00</updated><category term='Project Runway'/><category term='Wonkette Shorts'/><category term='Fashion Brigade'/><title type='text'>HOMOFASCIST'S ARMY</title><subtitle type='html'>Less Waterboarding, More Blowjobs.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-5249481023004667191</id><published>2008-09-30T23:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T23:25:32.142-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cynics Have A New Home</title><content type='html'>In case you are wandering in the cyber wilderness and looking for your friends from Cynics' Party, most have moved over to nojo's wonderful new corner of the internets, &lt;a href="http://www.stinque.com"&gt;www.stinque.com&lt;/a&gt;.  He sort of led his own HFA movement, but with less half-naked men, hostile swearing and blowjob references.  Hey, no one's perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So come join us!  We have more contributors, more topics being covered, and that crazy ass Flying Chainsaw and his round the clock Talibunny coverage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-5249481023004667191?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/5249481023004667191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=5249481023004667191' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/5249481023004667191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/5249481023004667191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/09/cynics-have-new-home.html' title='The Cynics Have A New Home'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-6769913258911430143</id><published>2008-02-15T00:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:47:42.810-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project Runway'/><title type='text'>BITCHING ABOUT THE PROJECT RUNWAY FINAL COLLECTIONS:  CHRISTIAN SIRIANO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R7KLQiBuojI/AAAAAAAAAHU/YEoekcgrLGk/s1600-h/Christian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R7KLQiBuojI/AAAAAAAAAHU/YEoekcgrLGk/s320/Christian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166344838675604018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I actually love Christian.  I know he is supposed to be the bad guy that a lot of people hate because he is obnoxious (like Jeffrey, Santino, and Wendy is S3, 2, 1 respectively) but this time for me the editing didn't work.  I like him.  He is funny and super talented and he really is fierce, even if he does say so himself.  He is like the gay little brother I never had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what can be said about Christian that hasn't already been said?  Matt and I take a few stabs at it while reviewing his final collection.  If you get off on enormous sleeves and feathers, prepare to make a wet spot when you click &lt;a href="http://www.sparklies.org/gallery/thumbnails.php?album=458"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to follow along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: So could anyone really topple the fierce raw talent train of Princess Puffy Sleeves, Mr. Christian?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: He's kinda fierce; except he didn’t use us as his runway music, which he was considering*, so he gets a couple points off!  He looks like he's 4'8" in that pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: And probably weighs 85 pounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Wet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Sopping wet covered in Rami's man juice. Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;:  You know Rami goes for gross, hairless, waxed, blonde, spray tanned, pumped up, scary queens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: So the first look...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Oh yeah, Xtian's clothes.  Big Bird at a funeral.  God, these boys in Season 4 love black, black, black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: It is difficult to talk about the individual pieces in Christians collection because I feel like it is the most cohesive one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Oh, yes; he's the winner just for that.  He has a limited pallette and a lot of the same fabrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: I mean, I don't LOVE the first look, but it fits in with the rest. He is only one that makes the hats consistently work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Yes, jaunty cap couture. The puffball skirt I can do without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah, I mean it isn't practical or anything, but as fashion it is so interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah, the only drawback compared to say, Jillian, is that it isn't very practical or Ready to Wear It's all kind of theoretical, fanciful, almost costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: I mean, look at #2 &amp;amp; #3 together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Kinda the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Maybe not practical or anything, but he has constructed the hell out of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Yes, almost making them unwearable sculpture, but hot. Some of the looks are so black, black, black, one after the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: They just seem really polished and they fit in with the whole collection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah, it is very simple in that respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: And you know he did this in like one week and then went on vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Speaking of vacation, let's take a trip to #4 (sorry, bad pun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: He can put on a show, for sure! THAT coming down a runway is HOT.  Crazy huge hat, ruffle attack boa constrictor. OTT glamour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Yet the pants on their own look very stylish and wearable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Yes, he's very top heavy, I just realized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: And NO skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Total Diane Keaton, cover it head-to-toe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: I guess he doesn't want to look at boobies.  How about #5?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Very VictorYA. Why was she YA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Because she sucks? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: My least fave. Too Renaissance painter - makes her look 234 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: The pants are good though. And it is interesting even though it is kind of simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah, the same pant, all the way through the collection different colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: When you do one thing well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah, but the top is too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Speaking of too much, do you like feathers?  Because look #6 would be the one for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: I hate birds but this is OTT HOT!  Like sooo unwearable, but very show-stopping. It's like sooo Bird Flu waiting to happen.  If he starts or ends with this one, he'll win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: It probably smells like when you are sick with a fever at home, and you are sweating under your down comforter, and it just smells like wet feathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: M.I.A. would love it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Or Posh. But we will get to her in a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Then he tones it down with the next one; very Ready to Wear. Jaunty cap and all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Gorgeous pant and blouse. And the cap works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah, great look. Great construction; I feel like this is something that Sweet P wanted to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Totes.  What about #8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Impractical but ornate and hot. And the details are so great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: And the model is great. I love the texture of the pant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Oh, she's hot. Yeah the pants are really cool! and the shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: You know SJP would wear that jacket with a tutu on Sex &amp;amp; The City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: SJP is shitting herself and texting Xtian for the whole thing.  “ Xtian, SJP, on the SATC set, want it all, $100,000 XO SJP.” Buy it all up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;:  They are missing at least one or two photos of looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: I know; thankfully they’re are missing a stinker, the chocolate/vanilla swirl cone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: But I wanted to talk about that one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Let's talk people can find it, if they’ve read this far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Let me find it!  Yeah, it is a little whatevs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: All I think of is McDonald's swirl cone. And he probably didn't want that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Maybe that is the inspiration. Although I don't think he has ever been in a McDonalds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Oh, you know he has. Sneaks those apple pies in the dorms. Oh but he hasn’t eaten since '04.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: What about the second to last look of the high res pics?  A little boring of all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah, the last two are a bit by-the-book.  Nice, but he maybe needed a few of the suits in something other than black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: The last chick is Leah, who has been Sweet P's model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: I think the photos are out of order a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Maybe he switched?  I'll bet that huge feather dress is his last look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: He did.  I'm sure of it  So top 3?  Of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah.  I never would have thought from day one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: I'll bet Posh left a wet spot on her seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: And lost like 5 lbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Get her some handiwipes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: I mean Xtian will win because his stuff is soooo her; that was just luck of the draw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Well, I guess she and Tim Gunn were interviewed after the show and she said there was one collection that she would wear every piece from.  I have to believe that she was talking about our boy Flock of Seagulls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;:  Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Next weeks episode is going to seem really anti-climactic (EDITORS NOTE: It was).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Totally; why did they arrange it like this? So dumb.  And you know the Bravo scheduler is like a 150K a year job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: I just think that showing 5 designers is dumb. If they are going to show 5, than show 5.  It is like the Special Olympics. Everybody shows!  Or Oprah.  You’re going to Fashion Week, and YOU’RE going to Fashion Week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah, it takes some of the excitement away. 3 is so much more of a refined moment; sorry #4 &amp;amp; 5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: I liked last season showing the final four.  I thought that was a good call.  I really didn't want any of them to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Even that felt a tad cheap but....You didn’t want Neck Tatt to leave?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Oh right, Neck Tatt. Yeah, I kind of hated him. Okay, I need to take a break and watch some gay porn.  Love to the wifey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: You too.  XOXO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Matt and Matt actually got ahold of Christian through his Myspace page and sent him samples of their band &lt;a href="http://www.microfilmmusic.com"&gt;Microfilm&lt;/a&gt;'s music and he said he really liked it.  And you'll like it!  Check them out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-6769913258911430143?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/6769913258911430143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=6769913258911430143' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/6769913258911430143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/6769913258911430143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/02/bitching-about-project-runway-final_15.html' title='BITCHING ABOUT THE PROJECT RUNWAY FINAL COLLECTIONS:  CHRISTIAN SIRIANO'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R7KLQiBuojI/AAAAAAAAAHU/YEoekcgrLGk/s72-c/Christian.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-4778803079865664665</id><published>2008-02-14T09:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:47:43.029-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project Runway'/><title type='text'>BITCHING ABOUT THE PROJECT RUNWAY FINAL COLLECTIONS:  RAMI KASHOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R7KKryBuoiI/AAAAAAAAAHM/mqSejnUpYto/s1600-h/Rami.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R7KKryBuoiI/AAAAAAAAAHM/mqSejnUpYto/s320/Rami.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166344207315411490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So my friend Matt and I have an idea for how to solve the Israeli/Palestinian conflict.  We go over there, and put select representatives of the Palestinian protesters and Israeli military in a room and work to mediate peace.  By giving them all the cocksucking of their lives.  In fact, because it fits so well into the "Less Waterboarding, More Blowjobs" mantra of the HFA, I think that is an effort I could recruit my soldiers to help carry out.  It will be a lot of hard work and is not for the faint of heart.  You might have to lick some balls.  You might have to let a representative of each side battle it out with a sword fight in your mouth.  And you might have to keep mediating until your jaw is numb and your gag reflex has been destroyed.  All sacrifices that must be made for the greater good.  Because the HFA fights for peace &amp;amp; love, and we won't stop until we pick that last dark &amp;amp; curly out from between our teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, sorry - where was I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, right - Rami.  Probably the hottest contestant ever on Project Runway.  And as John Edwards was the son of a mill worker and wouldn't shut up about it, similarly Rami may have mentioned once or twice that he was born in Jerusalem.  Like the struggles in that holy land, Rami presents us with conflict.  He makes pretty, if kind of boring and the same, dresses, but then he acts like a selfish prick.  He is pretty smokin' hot, but he dresses like he is going to a circuit party in 1993.  You want him to get kicked out, but you like seeing him in a towel.  How does one mediate this tension?  Well, Rami helped us by giving us a signature collection for his show in Bryant Park to do with as we please.  If you love anything that has to do with drapes or draping, click &lt;a href="http://www.sparklies.org/gallery/thumbnails.php?album=460"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and feel the struggle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Let's do Rami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: God, lets do him head to toe.  I wouldn’t suck his toes though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: I would!  The shots of him in a towel were good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah but he's a bit too hairless.  He should be like a wool coat in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: I know. He is a gay man in LA - he probably preens and primps like any of those other bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah and he wears bad LA mid 30s gay men's clothing like too tight trousers and see through blouses/mouses/man-blouses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: What is that company - YMLA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: I know you have a good body Rami, but the tight clothes are making it look tacky. International Male?&lt;br /&gt;Jason: Very Kiss Me Guido.  Except whatever the Jewy/Palestinian version would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Just wear a white undershirt and some 501s.  Oh wait...the clothes.  Well, the first look is horrible.  Teal. TEAL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: I don't hate it, but it is very naughty secretary.  She is totally letting her boss fuck her up the ass in the file room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: The cut is cool, but the color is AWFUL.  Like 1988 described in a color  and it would be statutory rape because the model is about 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Well, at least it isn't pink. Rami doesn't do so good with the pink.  So look #2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Kinda cool. A lot better when you can see the details close up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah, it is much better. Like the detail in the pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Kind of wild but wearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: The vest thing is a little weird - something your movers wear when they are lifting something heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Please don’t let one of the designers pull that fake-ass "theme" thing; wasn’t Tattoo Neck all about "Japanese Ghost Stories?” He should have been disqualified for just using that crock of shit.  This is could be "Japanese Geisha goes to the office." Or Daniel Vosovosikvick was "Japanese Military."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Japanese sleekness I believe.  So are you on look #3 already I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Yes, like Chris, he likes the red and black. This is cool; very Christian, fussy, up to the neck blouse thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: The skirt is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: The skirt is cool.  All the men in this competition like that shiny black fussy blouse look this season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: I like that his models have very natural makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Yes, but the braid is a bit ugh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Well, at least it isn't Chris' dyed-black-and-sprayed-to-death-with-Aquanet hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: True. Then he brings in #4.  The draping and that UGLY-ASS pea soup 1972 GREEN that he loves.  And a gold Wonder Woman cuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Oh, sorry. What did you say? I just yawned.  Moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: This is very Rami doing Xtian &amp;amp; Chris March.  Fussy black OTT gown.  It's kinda...blah.  The fabric also looks like its about as soft as cactuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Look - Charlize Theron has something to wear to the Oscars, complete with weird head thing!  Her spray on orange tan will look great against the black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Happy Halloween!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Of course, #6 looks like something from Goddess. And you know what Goddess I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: This ain't called 'Classes', it's called Goddess...see ya!  God, gold dresses should be banned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;:  I'm erect. Why aren't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: I'm soft as a Karl Rove's dick for this dress. Move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: And then there is #7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Seashell head.  It's very....complex and well-made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: He probably got the fabric for 50% off. In the holiday gift wrap aisle at Target on December 26th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: But the color is drab as hell, and it looks really...uncomfortable. All his clothes seem really stiff, and one part of Rami I don't want stiff are his clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Seriously.  And of course another variation of the puffy sleeve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: And it all looks like it's sprayed with 4 cans of spray starch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: I am so excited about the next look.  Do you know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: G.R.O.S.S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: But it's Amanda from Season 3! The model bitch with the fierce walk who wouldn't shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: I don't care if Rami agreed to sleep with me and my man, I still wouldn't tell him this dress was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: You mean your wife, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; Wife! Wife...she likes 2 guys at once.  Makes me feel more like a man.  I have a feeling Rami has a "wife" too.  And "children"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: The bodice reminds me of the potholders I used to make out of nylon on a loom when I was a kid. Except, you know, I actually used good colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Seriously, PEA SOUP again????  Dusty, rotting avocados?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Drape and Drab. His signature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: The next one is good.  His red and black stuff is good here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: I like that one too. The pants area very complicated and Christian, but the top is good. I like the collar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: It's fussy but chic.  Cool pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: The pocket flaps with the big buttons are a little dumdum, but other than that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: The next one is a bit...maternity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: "Yeah, hey Rami. It is me, your big important celebrity client. Can you give me something that gives me no shape and makes my hips look HUGE? You can? Great!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Totes.  It's fugly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Speaking of fugly. The next one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: I actually like the print.  Not crazy about his cardboard construction breastplate thing; very Clash of the Titans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Wasn't there one of those crappy mall stores called "Dots"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Dots rules. Total strip mall TRASH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Dots rulez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: I wanna pick up Rami's stuff at Strawberry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; You have to say it Chicago style - THE Strawberrys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Then he kills us with a Teal replica of maternity dress. THAT's an ending?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Helen of Troy? Again I feel like Charlize Theron will be wearing this next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: And we all know HER career is in the dumper.  "I just wanna gooo to the miiiines and get baaaaaack to work, like everyooone else."  Oh, you gotta love Charlie though.  She tries; Mr. F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; So hot Rami. I am not sure he made it to the final three.  If Nina didn't want to fuck him so bad, I would think that he didn't make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: He's in, but he's number 3.  I wonder if he's good in bed?  I feel like he's bad.  He just wants to be body worshipped and doesn't care about the other person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Only one way to find out. Well, he seems like a selfish prick, which I usually go for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;:  So cold. God, Rami you ASSHOLE!  You just fuck me and then leave me here!!!&lt;br /&gt;Raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaamiiiiiiiiiiiiii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Wow. I hope your wife can't hear you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: (S)he loves it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-4778803079865664665?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/4778803079865664665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=4778803079865664665' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/4778803079865664665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/4778803079865664665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/02/bitching-about-project-runway-final_14.html' title='BITCHING ABOUT THE PROJECT RUNWAY FINAL COLLECTIONS:  RAMI KASHOU'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R7KKryBuoiI/AAAAAAAAAHM/mqSejnUpYto/s72-c/Rami.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-3705503380614469373</id><published>2008-02-13T20:57:00.022-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T22:01:11.626-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project Runway'/><title type='text'>PROJECT RUNWAY OPEN THREAD</title><content type='html'>The final three will be revealed soon kittens!  Let's get started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris in a robe.&lt;br /&gt;Rami is rockin' the hair chest&lt;br /&gt;What is Heidi wearing?  She is auditioning for a Robert Palmer video.&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye Amanda!&lt;br /&gt;A double elimination - PR does a DP.&lt;br /&gt;Wow-wee!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oooo - look!  Marble ass.&lt;br /&gt;Project Runway is stealing my idea (long story)!&lt;br /&gt;Meeeeeeeeeow!  Chris slams Rami.&lt;br /&gt;Rami is so predictable.&lt;br /&gt;The Temple of Dendur - my friend hung lights there for a fashion show.&lt;br /&gt;$300!!!!  Mama's going out to dinner tonight!&lt;br /&gt;Christian's painting looks like my friend Robert.&lt;br /&gt;10 yards of organza in white is probably a sentence that only a fag would utter.&lt;br /&gt;The Argonauts - who was their leader?  Jason!&lt;br /&gt;It's not about who is the loudest.  It is about who can drape the most.&lt;br /&gt;Christian is a jackass.  God I love him.&lt;br /&gt;Jillian almost showed emotion.  Almost.&lt;br /&gt;Commercial.  Mute.  Refill wineglass.&lt;br /&gt;Poor Sweet P.  Her model is gone.  They aren't allowed to have family emergencies.  This is important!&lt;br /&gt;Jillian.  Another coat.&lt;br /&gt;Special Guest!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Collier Strong.  Boring.  Notice they aren't shooting the crater side of his face?&lt;br /&gt;I love a really strong brow&lt;br /&gt;Collier totally wants to blow Rami.&lt;br /&gt;Chris is taking a nap.  She be tired.&lt;br /&gt;Tim Gunn is having none of it!  Get ready for a slap down.&lt;br /&gt;Chris ain't having it.  She is done.  He knows he is going home anyway.&lt;br /&gt;But then again he is going to get to show at Fashion Week.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet P - that muticolored fabric.  Fucking yikes.&lt;br /&gt;Do it!&lt;br /&gt;Rami/stunning?  Purple.  Why is his shirt disintegrating?  There is a haiku in there somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;Can we just get to the runway show already?&lt;br /&gt;Yay Rami in a towel!  Let the hate fucking begin.&lt;br /&gt;Make Nina cum!&lt;br /&gt;Suck Michael Kors orange cock!&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Leah, eat some fried chicken.&lt;br /&gt;Oh Chris, so grounded.  Let's go out for cosmos.&lt;br /&gt;Jillian - drops the f-bomb!  At least she burns her model.&lt;br /&gt;I like Leahs hair.  So fun and blue.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah - Runway soon!&lt;br /&gt;Heidi is working the bangs.  That dress is a little boring for the final challenge.&lt;br /&gt;Cavalli is like Michael Kors in 30 years.&lt;br /&gt;Chris - eh?&lt;br /&gt;Christians - awesome as always.  Welcome to Fashion Week.&lt;br /&gt;Ramis - BORING.&lt;br /&gt;Sweet P.  Ouch girl.  Not bad, but good enough?&lt;br /&gt;Jillians is pretty hot.  A little wrapping paper, but good.&lt;br /&gt;Cavalli is on CRACK!&lt;br /&gt;They will hate Chris....&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;Am I wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Michael is speaking the truth.&lt;br /&gt;Heidi and Nina too.&lt;br /&gt;Jillian is in Fashion Week!&lt;br /&gt;Was Nina laughing at Roberto?&lt;br /&gt;Rami is getting the treatment I bet.&lt;br /&gt;Michael is expecting more from you.&lt;br /&gt;Nina wants to see Rami in her box, if you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;I love that Heidi just said BALL-SY with that accent.&lt;br /&gt;Chris - going to be in?&lt;br /&gt;It has been a long, BORING journey.&lt;br /&gt;And commercial.&lt;br /&gt;Congrats Christian!  What a surprise...&lt;br /&gt;Jillian is in.  She almost had emotion.&lt;br /&gt;Is Jillian wearing a garter?&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye Sweet P.  You get to show anyway, so stop crying!&lt;br /&gt;Drama.&lt;br /&gt;Chris is IN - bye Rami!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;FUCK!  What?&lt;br /&gt;What is this bullshit?  They are still both going to show - what is the big fucking deal?&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry Sweet P.&lt;br /&gt;Reunion show.  Yikes.&lt;br /&gt;I want to take a valium and drink another bottle of wine.  Night kids.  Look out for Rami tomorrow morning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-3705503380614469373?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/3705503380614469373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=3705503380614469373' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/3705503380614469373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/3705503380614469373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/02/project-runway-open-thread.html' title='PROJECT RUNWAY OPEN THREAD'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-7336597217298390839</id><published>2008-02-13T08:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:47:43.552-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project Runway'/><title type='text'>BITCHING ABOUT THE PROJECT RUNWAY FINAL COLLECTIONS:  JILLIAN LEWIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R7KFaiBuohI/AAAAAAAAAHE/oGkYlQlo0bQ/s1600-h/Jillian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R7KFaiBuohI/AAAAAAAAAHE/oGkYlQlo0bQ/s320/Jillian.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166338413404529170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It is amazing to me that Elisa was known as the "kooky" one from this season of Project Runway, because I think without her Jillian would have won this title hands down with her far away,  I-just-woke-up-from-a-nap, hey, wanna try these horse tranquilizers? persona.  I am surprised when she kicked the dress form in the WWE challenge she didn't shatter into a million pieces like a piece of statuary.  And of course she was completely incapable of acting the part of a good reality television star and confronting Victorya during the Levi's challenge with a good spirited "Why are you making a coat too, you thieving bitch?  Good thing your shit is ugly as fuck because that is the only thing that is going to keep me from going home for producing my own broke-ass coat, you conniving SKANK!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Jillian could come up with some good designs, and as Matt and I discuss, her collection had some highs and lows.  Again, follow along with the pictures &lt;a href="http://www.sparklies.org/gallery/thumbnails.php?album=459"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Lets hit the top 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Jillz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Dear sweet Jillian, who seems to have had Botox injected into her soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: I secretly LOOOOVE some of this stuff.  It's like top of the show for me, especially the first look.  It's like Argentine aristocratic equestrian spoiled brat couture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Or some Scandinavian ice maiden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: This look is HOT; one of my top faves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah I like it. It seems very wearable and real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Exactly, unlike #2, which is BOTTOM of the pile for Jillian.  This is gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: It is the bottom of the pile I feel for all five. It is heinous.  Tranny hooker in Hong Kong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: It's so bad; like the prom challenge dress they didn’t show.  The breast plates are like Madonna Like a Virgin' Blonde Ambition tour...or so my wife tells me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Yes, your wife is quite the HUGE Madonna fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: She picks out ALL my outfits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Seriously, if they ever opened a Showgirls themed casino in Vegas, this is what the cocktail waitresses would wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Mercifully Jillian returns to normal in the next one. Very Norwegian space pilot 2029.  It's really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: The bitch can make a coat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Unless it is denim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Yuck.  1987 light blue denim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Thank God for Victorya that challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: I like this phony winter collection she has for places that are like "fake cold", like the middle of Luxembourg, not Chicago, where women wear ugly bedspread, quilted, down to the ankle coats like the next look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: So awful. Talk about naughty equestrian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Jillian's obviously been riding with Mummy and Daddy through the moorlands.  A brisk morning ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: And is that a zipper at the crotch? So the model can pull her dick out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: I actually think this is HOT.  It's very Madonna's Confessions tour last year, that my wife went to with her girlfriends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Oh right, your wife couldn't speak for 5 days from screaming "I love you Madonna" at the top of her lungs the whole time. I remember. Which brings us to #5, or should I say Nombre Cinq?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Kinda goofy but cute.  Jillian's stuff seems the most 'realistic', even when its OTT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Very high class French bistro server. And a variation of the puffy sleeves. I feel like without the crochet loops it would be pretty simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Yes.  How about the next one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: I feel like I saw this dress in the roller skating scene of Xanadu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: It's a lil glittery but, its pretty subdued.  It's like dowdy Xanadu/goth Xanadu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Square cut neck. Ugh. Feather boa hot glued around the hem. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Well, its better than the next one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: the next fucking look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Its like a very mild mannered look and then the ridiculous shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: It is like she was at some high end store when it was raining and they gave her an umbrella bag (I still have the one from Prada in SoHo) and she stole a second one decided to attach them to the shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: yeah it looks like last minute add on to a simple blazer to "be weird."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: The skirt she wore once on the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: The skirts OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Very cha-cha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Yes, Grease is the word.  And “Gross” is the word for the next one - its so Madonna Erotica meets Vogue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Priscilla Queen of the Desert but boring.  Plus I hate pleated pants and those "pants" are nothing but pleats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: and like the gold tranny hooker dress, its like 'What is that doing here?".  It’s FUGLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Maybe she had to work with Ricky at the end, and he made the corset/bustier top. He does have a lot of lingerie experience.  And then he cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Gross; of course they have to drag that troll back to gunk up everyone's collection.&lt;br /&gt;It’s very J-Lo and you know how I despise that creature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Hey! J-Lo rhymes with Camel Toe, which brings us to look #9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: I actually like this one, back to the saddle. It’s cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: I like the top.  It is very usual and kind of cool.  I just wish someone would straighten out her pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah, its simple and kinda complex at the same time,  It's very Daddy's Lil’ Girl &amp;amp; you know Jillian is loving that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Speaking of little girl, how about her dress that is #10.   When I first saw it I liked it, but now in high res...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Yukkk!  It's another one of these "where the hell did that come from?”  It looks kinda shoddy and dumpy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: I know. It fits no where. The scoop is way to much, and the structure over the midsection is weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;:  Like Jo Polnaczek at the Prom in "Facts of Life."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;:  Except without the cleavage. Mrs. Garrett wouldn't have stood for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;:  Yes.  And some hi-tops and a biker jacket and some hot lez action.  Its very frumpy 80s with the chest part ripped open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: So how about the last look?  I could totally use one of those hood things for when I have to walk to the grocery store later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Hot.  Blade Runner robot woman in frozen tundra land.  She finishes it off with a hot thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;:  Again, the bitch can make a coat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: And then she curtsies, like a freaky Daddy issues ex-ballerina, anxiety disorder, comatose Valiumed-up young lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: So Jillz. Second runner up?  We haven't gotten to Rami yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Maybe, I have to do Rami again to see.  Those two are neck and neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join us tomorrow as we wrestle with the desire to fuck Rami versus our hatred of him.  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While he has given us some tacky, he has generally done really well since his return and given us a good prom dress, an amazing avant garde look (in collaboration with Christian), that crazy leopard print hoodie and the coochiest of sparkly coochie shorts (for which he won!) in the wrestler lady challenge, and I would argue one of the most finished, iconic looks ever produced on Project Runway in the Hershey's challenge (for which he, of course, did not win).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also just like Sissy Bear as a person.  He seems like a composite of several funny, bitchy gay men that I have been lucky to call friends.  Plus I loved his little cat fights with Christian, who of course Chris could snap like a twig and eat for breakfast.  I would  normally say that metaphorically, but after seeing his &lt;a href="http://www.sparklies.org/gallery/thumbnails.php?album=457"&gt;modern day goth collection&lt;/a&gt;, Matt &amp;amp; I are not so sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: So let's move on to Chris, Mr. Sissy Bear.  So look #1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: I kinda love that Chris is all goth.  This collection is like Robert R's* dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah, I wasn't really expecting that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Me neither!  He was listening to a lot of Siouxsie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Drinking red wine and smoking cloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Yes, talking about Anne Rice and gay vampyres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: But the first dress is pretty, it just seems kind of plain. And I really don't like the hem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: As Matt M.** said "It's a bit...Hot Topic.” Which is secretly hot, but kinda not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Oh, and this one isn't even the "worst" of that phase.  Look, I used to dye my hair blue black. You don't have to tell me.  Look #2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: A bit Cruella de Ville at the office age 34.  Where's the white fur coat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: The Hunger maybe? It is pretty, and more of what I expected from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: It is pretty; very Vamp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Which brings us to #3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Kinda not hot; the cross kills it.  Goth convention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: I think one of my ex-boyfriends used to wear that.  And I am including the eye makeup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: The skirt is kinda crazy-hem or static cling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: And the huge belt. And the shoes - the SHOES.  Very Lezzie-Night-Out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: The grey tights are worse.  I got it...it’s 100% Fairuza Balk at the prom, deleted-scene-that-never-was from The Craft.  I LOVE The Craft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: TOTALLY. I can't wait until we get to the Showgirls collection.  OK, next...#4 to me is really beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; I actually think this is really pretty.  It's really soft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Again with the fucking construction worker gloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Maybe if more of his stuff was like this...goth but, flapper-goth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah, it is very feminine.  But still dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Not as HEAVY as all the rest.  More L.A. flapper-goth, not Chicago flapper-goth, 20 below zero windchill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Why is it so fucking cold here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Ugh, don’t get me started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: We have sunshine for one day the the wind chill is -30.  Okay, #5 then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: This is a Chicago look, a big ole blanket wrapped around her. I cant even see what the dress is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: I know. Again, very Christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Yes, a classy version of WWE diva that Xtian had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Except...velvet.  Why, oh why Sissy Bear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Crushed velvet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Very Joan Collins at a funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Lets move on...mercifully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: #6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: This is actually kind of wicked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: You mean Wicked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; Fierce goth dominatrix boss from hell, c. 1947. Even though the model looks like a 15 year old goth boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; It looks like her neck has sprouted wings and her head is doing to fly away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: It's kinda hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: The shoes are hot though - good use of the bluefly.com accessory wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Yes, and the tights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Next #7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Is that Danielle from America's Next Top Model Cycle...whenever?  Love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah - he apparently used a bunch of ANTM girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: HOT.  The dress...er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: I think this print dresses are kind of great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Really? I think its a bit Hot Topic crown of thorns.  Maybe if the shape was more oblique; its SOOO GOTH, G.O.T.H.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: This one is probably my least favorite of the print ones, but I like that she is carrying a mace to smite her enemies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: That is hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Okay #8.  See, the print really works here because it is so subtle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Hot.  Love it.  The print is subtle, like a silkscreen...by hand or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Probably. Not sure how he would find fabric like that.  Although, we may never know because...well, we will get to that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: When he is subtle, Chris actually works.  But he's usually, just...dragged out, as in drag queened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: They really need to do a drag queen challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Well, they kinda did last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: We had to put up with those wrestler trannies, they can give us drag queens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Speaking of...next look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Okay, how about #9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Hot.  But it suffers from the scroll down problem.  It looks like pajamas at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: RIGHT!  Ah the Fug Girls and the scroll down.  They do look like really luxurious pajamas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Why not just the dress coat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Why the velvet belt.  THE FUCKING VELVET BELT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: It's very Janet c.97.  Get inside that velvet rope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: The human hair as the trim too. Is Chris really a gothed out serial killer in real life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Oh, I thought that was fake fur.  That's hot...gross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: No - he used human hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: VERY GOTH black candles, human hair, maces &amp;amp; spiky balls on strings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Okay, I am trying to psyche myself up for the next look. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Really, I actually kinda like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; Why, why, why all of the velvet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah the velvet is too much, but the gloves rock!  And the belt and necklace are hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; We are going to have to disagree about this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Ok this one is Goth Chico's.  Goth Talbots, for the 48 year old goth mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: #11 is more successful for me for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Midnight blue business suit?  Its a bit more tame.  He LOVES his black, blood red and midnight blues.  At least he's consistent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Again with the hair trim. Can you imagine taking that to the dry cleaners? Do you shampoo it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Maybe it's removable? Velcro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Maybe. I know I wouldn't want that human hair to be flopping in my soup when I go out to dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: The final look...yeah or no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: I really like it. Again, to me the use of the print is pretty great. Plus the model (from ANTM, no?) carries it well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Yes, Bianca. She's hot.  Yes, I know their names!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Faggot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: The print is a bit too obvious though. Look! Its a HUMAN FACE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Apparently they are a really beautiful from the back.  The dresses that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: Faggoty sentence, fag. And then there's Chris.  Gotta give it for the fattz + femz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;:  So, for reals, or a ringer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;:  Um, no...he is #4 though.  Almost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah, this to Jason was a last minute edition to the festivities too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt&lt;/span&gt;: I think this is set up in winner's order or something.&lt;br /&gt;Jason:  Oh well, hopefully Chris is at Pride or Market Days this summer in his Brunhilda drag with those giant fake breasts.  He would be fun to grab a drink with at Sidetrack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Robert is a friend of ours with a love of all things black/goth/smoking jackets&lt;br /&gt;**Matt is the other Matt who is the other half of Microfilm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-9136908878954116640?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/9136908878954116640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=9136908878954116640' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/9136908878954116640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/9136908878954116640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/02/bitching-about-project-runway-final_12.html' title='BITCHING ABOUT THE PROJECT RUNWAY FINAL COLLECTIONS:  CHRIS MARCH'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R7EdeyBuogI/AAAAAAAAAG4/0Usc0wwP4hU/s72-c/ChrisMarch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-7088843376943341450</id><published>2008-02-11T10:45:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:47:44.294-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project Runway'/><title type='text'>BITCHING ABOUT THE PROJECT RUNWAY FINAL COLLECTIONS: SWEET P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R7B9USBuofI/AAAAAAAAAGw/wv69MWmaKrY/s1600-h/SweetP.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R7B9USBuofI/AAAAAAAAAGw/wv69MWmaKrY/s320/SweetP.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165766559983903218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We start with everyone's favorite hippie biker chick, sweet, sweet Sweet P.  To follow along with the fun, go &lt;a href="http://www.sparklies.org/gallery/thumbnails.php?album=461"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to view the photos in high resolution (sorry I am not putting all of the images here, but I just don't have the hours).  Very early on, it seems that there is some skepticism as to whether Sweet P. is in the running to win.  Let's listen in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; So let's start with Sweet P. What do you think of her collection overall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; Kinda...eh. It's really all over the place for me. I mean, wildly varied colors and cuts.  I've never been the biggest Sweet P. fan.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; I was really surprised - I liked some of the looks a lot. Now that I can see them in high res I love the sparkle fabric on the first couple of looks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; Sparkle is fun, but it doesn't justify mustard gold and violet. It's very Grandma's cocktail party '71.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; You know I always have liked the grandpa chic though. My penchant for cardigans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; Yes, but can't justify look #2: pouffy blouse and vest-dress (i.e. VESS) with big gold buttons and tan ankle socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; It is a little Charlie and the Chocolate Factory/Munchkin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; Yes, a little Veruca Salt ready for her big day. The look #3 is a more subdued version.  She loves that slutty Miss 1969 secretary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; Can we just get the discussion about the puffy sleeves out the the way now, because otherwise we are going to be spending hours on it for each collection. What the fuck is up with the crazy huge shoulders? Has Christian really started a trend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; Yes, everyone is doing the puffy Victorian granny sleeves.  It's in almost every collection here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; Very Dynasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; Very Dynasty 1901.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; D-Nasty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; Very 'There Will Be Blood: Girls Gone Wild'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; I thought women liked small shoulders.  Oh well, at least there weren't tits a la Wendy Pepper Season 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt: &lt;/span&gt;Yeah, Joan Crawford is spinning in her OCD grave, loving it all.  Explain the gold dress that follows in Sweet P.'s collection.  I don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; It is very Cruella DeVille on holiday.  And the fucking bowler hat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; That kills it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; Why?  The flower?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; She crawled out of the basement, coz it's all dirty. Heidi will throw a shit fit.&lt;br /&gt;The hat itself is just from another outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; Maybe her hair fell out when she was in the Tresemme Hair Salon?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, it looks like Christian and Chris dress from the avant garde challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; But dumbed down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; Well, yeah, more ready to wear.  Okay, how about look #4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; Worse.  Magenta 1987 plaid jodphur skirt?!  The shoes are cute ,I'll give it that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; I like plaid, but it is very Kristmas in the Kountry. I think we used to have that at a Xmas tree skirt when I was a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; Yeah, plaid is extremely hard to pull off and make it look expensive.  And what's with the Boston Strangler gloves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; She is rocking the leather gloves in this collection. Beats me. They are using ALL of the bluefly.com accessory wall!  Okay, I am bored with plaid. #5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt: &lt;/span&gt;Horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; I HATE this one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; I mean the fit is sooooo off! It is like 2 sizes too big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; It is bunched up at the bottom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; Playing dress up in Gramma's closet.  Musty as a cellar in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; It gives her model man shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; It's Courtney Love c. '91&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; And the hat and the earrings just kill it. Even the shoes look like they are from Payless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; OK she's sinking like a stone here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; Okay, #6 then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; This saves it a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; I really love this look. The color is great, the details are nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; It's prettier/girlier, but...a bit home-sewn looking.  It's a bit senior class project in Home Ec.  I'm also not a fan of the golden end of the spectrum, but it is nice compared to the others. A bit simpler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; Eh. I like it. Plus no tacky accessories or hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; The next one...you see, I don’t get her direction.&lt;br /&gt;A wool dress with leg warmers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; Yeah, #6 is a bit Maurice's at the Village Mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; It's a bit J. Crew couture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; Lower class than that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; And there's no other second look like it; why is it here Sweet P?! It's aiming for Talbots Atelier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; Okay, #7 I have been waiting for. And I stand corrected, there are titties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; Hot, but that plaid!  Ugh, it's killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; Oh, I though you would hate that one.  Again, I like the grandpa pants. But it seems very jumbled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; That's something Jillian would show up wearing in the workroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; So true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; The top and the bottom are soft meets hard, or flighty meets work-a-day.  THUD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt;: Okay #8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; This is fun!  The gloves are distracting me. They’re so heavy with a flirty dress&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; Yeah. Like she is going to go chop firewood.  Not sure it fits in, but I like the print.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; It grows on me; first it seemed to ugly 70s... drapes or something. I like the black elements in it.  Cool tights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; It looks like something Uli would have made in 5 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; Yeah, but you know it took SP like a week and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; Okay, we will skip over Sweet P's pic and go to the....black &amp;amp; white thing. Again, WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; I kinda like the black and white, it’s a bit simple.  But it's like the ONLY B&amp;amp;W, like the only Chico's wool dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; I don't know. It just seems like a basic, boring look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; Yeah.  And we end SP with "basic" and "boring"; yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; And the hat is very velvet painting, porcelain white skin, bright red lipstick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; Rio/Duran Duran.  Oh, I spoke too soon; there's Willy Wonka on the next page. Meets When Doves Cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; That one works for me more than some of the others, although I feel like it is a page out of Christians playbook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; Yeah, a bit of a steal but its a nice look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason: &lt;/span&gt;Even the hat goes with that one.  The ONLY one where the hat works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; Yes.  And no-shoveling-the-car-out gloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; So, what do you think? We Sweet P one of the final 3, or a ringer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; She was like #4 or 5.  Srrri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; Yeah. Her collection looks like Bravo called her 3 weeks ago and was like "Oh shit, we need you to show."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; Yeah, or that she runs a good women's vintage clothing shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; I think she has a future there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; And I wanted her to be a lesbian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; Instead of a big old hippie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; Hippie meets faux-biker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jason:&lt;/span&gt; Okay, you done with Sweet P?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt:&lt;/span&gt; Weeks ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-7088843376943341450?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7088843376943341450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=7088843376943341450' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/7088843376943341450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/7088843376943341450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/02/bitching-about-project-runway-final_11.html' title='BITCHING ABOUT THE PROJECT RUNWAY FINAL COLLECTIONS: SWEET P'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R7B9USBuofI/AAAAAAAAAGw/wv69MWmaKrY/s72-c/SweetP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-7180180855852861882</id><published>2008-02-11T09:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:47:44.467-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project Runway'/><title type='text'>BITCHING ABOUT THE PROJECT RUNWAY FINAL COLLECTIONS:  AN INTRO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R7B4QSBuodI/AAAAAAAAAGg/h766VxQEvtw/s1600-h/Season4Judges.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R7B4QSBuodI/AAAAAAAAAGg/h766VxQEvtw/s400/Season4Judges.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165760993706287570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Posh is only wearing that dress to make Michael seem less orange.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as any good HFA soldier should know, this past Friday was the Single Most Important Event of the Year!  Well, until Britney's funeral.  Of course I am talking about New York Fashion Week's Project Runway show at Bryant Park.  Many celebrities and past contestants were in the crowd,  as were several Project Runway bloggers, including the fabulous T.Lo from &lt;a href="http://projectrungay.blogspot.com/"&gt;Project Rungay&lt;/a&gt; and the less-than-fabulous crew from &lt;a href="http://bloggingprojectrunway.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blogging Project Runway&lt;/a&gt;, whose insistence on everyone being "nice" in the comments is fucking ridiculous and boring.  But I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty soon after the show wrapped pictures of all of the collections were online, thus letting us know that this year 5 designers presented at the event.   To which I say, what the hell?  In Project Runway TV land, there is one more episode this week where two people are going to be eliminated to determine the "final three."  But in reality land, once again the Bravo schedulers just can't figure out how to get all of the episodes in before they are spoiling the surprise at fashion week.  Thus like the glorious Austin and Kara, 2 of the designers will be showing ringer collections that will not be in the running to be a winner.  Andy Cohen, put down the crystal meth and that bottle of bronzer and look at a calendar!  So like the  Special Olympics,  everybody wins!  I expect Oprah to pop up and launch into "And YOU'RE showing at Fashion Week, and YOU'RE showing at Fashion Week...and" etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, the more collections to see the more to love, right?  Or at least the more collections to rip apart with bitchy comments!  So joining me in the fun is my good friend Matt, social butterfly and one half of the fabulously brilliant &lt;a href="http://www.microfilmmusic.com/"&gt;Microfilm&lt;/a&gt; (Myspace &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/microfilmmusic"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; - check out their cover of Sufjan Steven's "Chicago").  Also available at the iTunes music store, so please support independent artists!  Matt also has a loving...er...wife, who helps him sort his Madonna CD's and buys him a copy of every gossip magazine with Colin Farrell on the cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Join Matt and I as we discuss a designer a day.  First up will me everyone's favorite biker hippie chick, Sweet P.  If we forget anything, I am sure you will let us know in the comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-7180180855852861882?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7180180855852861882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=7180180855852861882' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/7180180855852861882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/7180180855852861882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/02/bitching-about-project-runway-final.html' title='BITCHING ABOUT THE PROJECT RUNWAY FINAL COLLECTIONS:  AN INTRO'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R7B4QSBuodI/AAAAAAAAAGg/h766VxQEvtw/s72-c/Season4Judges.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-2098469120602507829</id><published>2008-02-09T13:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:47:44.566-06:00</updated><title type='text'>PROBLEM AT PARTY HQ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R6386iBuocI/AAAAAAAAAGY/LlxrC6n1pxw/s1600-h/hamster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R6386iBuocI/AAAAAAAAAGY/LlxrC6n1pxw/s400/hamster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165062430160495042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who have written me, I am not sure what is going on at Cynics' Party.  I can't get it to load either.  I have not gotten any word that something is amiss from the powers that be, so I can only assume our hamster stepped out for a smoke break or is planning the revolution against the Halliburton interment camps.  I will keep my ear to the ground though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE:  Apparently it is a server issue with our hosts and Greg is trying to resolve it.  So nothing nefarious at the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-2098469120602507829?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/2098469120602507829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=2098469120602507829' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/2098469120602507829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/2098469120602507829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/02/problem-at-party-hq.html' title='PROBLEM AT PARTY HQ?'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R6386iBuocI/AAAAAAAAAGY/LlxrC6n1pxw/s72-c/hamster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-4905337598761344313</id><published>2008-02-04T23:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:47:44.770-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ABANDONMENT ISSUES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R6f4YAfuBOI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/GJuIaw1pc0g/s1600-h/cin2ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R6f4YAfuBOI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/GJuIaw1pc0g/s400/cin2ad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163368589137151202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmmm, on second thought maybe living in a police state wouldn't be so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey cats and kittens.  Sorry I haven't written much here, but the it has been great over at Cynics' Party.  I am glad you have found it to your liking because it has been fun to write. I have been putting the little bit of creative energy I have over there, in case you have missed it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cynicsparty.com/2008/01/31/john-edwards-hot-or-not/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Edwards:  Hot or Not?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cynicsparty.com/2008/02/01/dont-worry-about-the-economy-exxon-is-doing-great/"&gt;Don't Worry About the Ecomony: Exxon is Doing Great!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cynicsparty.com/2008/02/04/reflecting-on-the-2008-campaign-yesterdays-big-game/"&gt;Reflecting on the 2008 Campaign and Yesterday's Big Game&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in case you have been living under a rock, tomorrow is the Super Tuesday.  I will vote in the morning, but I have a full day at work and then an event (non election related) in the evening, so I will be offline most of the day. But I am sure Greg, Hunter, Megan and others will keep the party going over at &lt;a href="http://cynicsparty.com/"&gt;CP HQ&lt;/a&gt;, and I will try to check in when I get home around 10:00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping to have some kind of HFA event tomorrow night, but alas it will have to be another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks everyone, and get some rest for tomorrow.  It should be a fun day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-4905337598761344313?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/4905337598761344313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=4905337598761344313' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/4905337598761344313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/4905337598761344313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/02/abandonment-issues.html' title='ABANDONMENT ISSUES'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R6f4YAfuBOI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/GJuIaw1pc0g/s72-c/cin2ad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-5069386421205044753</id><published>2008-01-31T09:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:47:45.118-06:00</updated><title type='text'>RUDY GIULIANI:  9/11/01-1/30/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R6HweQfuBMI/AAAAAAAAAGA/URi2qSr7opM/s1600-h/rudy-drag-cigar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R6HweQfuBMI/AAAAAAAAAGA/URi2qSr7opM/s200/rudy-drag-cigar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161671050558047426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Just a couple of quick updates.  Yesterday at Cynics' Party I wrote about the about-fucking-time demise of our favorite purveyor of the tragic drag queen arts, Rudy Giuliani.  Please take a moment to &lt;a href="http://cynicsparty.com/2008/01/30/requiem-for-a-drag-queen/"&gt;pay your respects&lt;/a&gt;.  Be on the lookout for a Very.  Special.  Edition. of Hot or Not? sometime later tonight at CP HQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Head DC posted the entire Snappy Hour between myself and Comrade Be.Right.Back about the relative hotness of John Sebelius.  You can see that &lt;a href="http://bigheaddc.com/2008/01/30/gays-ponder-hotness-of-kansas-governors-son/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Although in the the spirit of keeping things fresh and in their own voice, they took out my intro and added a completely lame and unfunny one.  Good work guys!  (Just kidding Rob - you know I love you).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-5069386421205044753?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/5069386421205044753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=5069386421205044753' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/5069386421205044753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/5069386421205044753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/rudy-giuliani-91101-13008.html' title='RUDY GIULIANI:  9/11/01-1/30/08'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R6HweQfuBMI/AAAAAAAAAGA/URi2qSr7opM/s72-c/rudy-drag-cigar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-4282188577833777010</id><published>2008-01-29T19:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:47:45.394-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SNAPPY HOUR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5_WkQfuBLI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mmHNmPQljaE/s1600-h/John+boy.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5_WkQfuBLI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mmHNmPQljaE/s200/John+boy.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161079616381519026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey everyone.  I just posted a new Hot or Not? over at Cynics' Party.  The topic is the Kansas governor's (the rebuttrix from last night) artist son.  Enjoy it &lt;a href="http://cynicsparty.com/2008/01/29/kansas-governors-artist-son-hot-or-not/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  A special thanks to Comrade Be.Right.Back for the tip and for participating in the first ever Snappy Hour.  The next time I am in Montreal I am totally crashing on his couch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-4282188577833777010?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/4282188577833777010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=4282188577833777010' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/4282188577833777010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/4282188577833777010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/snappy-hour.html' title='SNAPPY HOUR'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5_WkQfuBLI/AAAAAAAAAF4/mmHNmPQljaE/s72-c/John+boy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-5857342883022705662</id><published>2008-01-28T17:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:47:45.491-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SOTU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R55skQfuBJI/AAAAAAAAAFo/4odV6WGGQsQ/s1600-h/chimp_gun.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R55skQfuBJI/AAAAAAAAAFo/4odV6WGGQsQ/s320/chimp_gun.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160681593172264082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight Megan, Greg and Hunter will be having a 3-way over at &lt;a href="http://www.cynicsparty.com/"&gt;Cynics' Party&lt;/a&gt; and you are all invited.  Poor a stiff drink and start destroying those brain cells (you won't be able to catch up to W, but you can make a noble effort).  If you would like to comment, feel free to here.  Although with all of the hot and heavy action going on at CP HQ, I doubt you will have time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I would rather watch a Tom Green/Wayans Brothers movie marathon while shoving shards of glas beneath my fingernails than subject myself to Shrub talking about the joys of tax cuts.  Sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-5857342883022705662?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/5857342883022705662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=5857342883022705662' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/5857342883022705662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/5857342883022705662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/sotu.html' title='SOTU'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R55skQfuBJI/AAAAAAAAAFo/4odV6WGGQsQ/s72-c/chimp_gun.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-3464144842856920749</id><published>2008-01-28T11:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:47:45.701-06:00</updated><title type='text'>MY FIRST TIME</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R54IyAfuBII/AAAAAAAAAFg/YN5G-p7p6iI/s1600-h/penthouse+letters+I.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R54IyAfuBII/AAAAAAAAAFg/YN5G-p7p6iI/s400/penthouse+letters+I.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160571878232687746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey everyone.  I just wanted to let you know that I posted my first thing over at Cynics' Party.  It is of the hard hitting journalistic quality that you can come to expect from your Generalissimo (can I really call myself that now that you know who I am?  Have I become an arrogant prick?).  So please check out &lt;a href="http://cynicsparty.com/2008/01/27/that-french-trader-guy-hot-or-not/"&gt;That French trader guy:  Hot or not?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this will get Comrade mw (dwsuwf) OFF MY FUCKING BACK ALREADY.  I have heard tell that he/she is an intellectual libertarian, which...  I will let y'all finish that thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, thanks to our ever fabulous travel guide Miss Expatria for finding &lt;a href="http://www.homeonthestrange.com/view.php?ID=8"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; little gem on them there interwebs.  I had never thought of myself as a fanboy in the classic sense of the word but I guess if the shoe fits...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-3464144842856920749?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/3464144842856920749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=3464144842856920749' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/3464144842856920749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/3464144842856920749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-first-time.html' title='MY FIRST TIME'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R54IyAfuBII/AAAAAAAAAFg/YN5G-p7p6iI/s72-c/penthouse+letters+I.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-8047527419145850266</id><published>2008-01-26T10:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:47:46.047-06:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE ON THE OTHER SIDE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5tpKwfuBHI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Y-AVuy3SKqM/s1600-h/paparazzi+3+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5tpKwfuBHI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Y-AVuy3SKqM/s400/paparazzi+3+small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159833431620584562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.  I had no idea what revealing my identity would do in just one night.  The paparazzi.  Getting into all of those exclusive Chicago nightclubs* without even needing to blow the bouncer (you know I offered!).  And of course all of the drugs.  This life of celebrity is going to be great.  Just promise that when you find me unresponsive you'll call 911 first and not Mary Kate.  I'm going to let you in on a little secret - she can't help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one downside to this life of celebrity is this really strange guy pacing in front of my apartment all night, frothing about the mouth and mumbling "oh sure, no one cares when I get &lt;a href="http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/note-from-ken-layne.html"&gt;fired&lt;/a&gt;."  Not sure &lt;a href="http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/tribute-to-ken-layne.html"&gt;who&lt;/a&gt; he was, but I am very glad I have enlisted the protection of &lt;a href="http://missexpatria.wordpress.com/"&gt;Miss Expatria's&lt;/a&gt; Gay Roman Mafia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who haven't been following the comment threads, the adorable &lt;a href="http://taberbain.com/"&gt;Taber&lt;/a&gt; put a link to the fucking funniest thing I have read in a while.  Find it &lt;a href="http://protoplasm.wordpress.com/2008/01/24/warning-spreading-homosexual-cults-idolizing-mainstream-media-tramp/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  It is spot on really.  I want to add the link but the name is so damn long.  At least it has &lt;a href="http://cynicsparty.com/"&gt;Cynic's Party&lt;/a&gt; on the Demon Alert list, as it should be.  Speaking of which, if you don't like the name and the apostrophe, don't fucking complain to me cuz I just work there.  I am already getting all of these emails from Megan saying that I am not doing my part to drive up pageviews and that they will start taking money OUT of my bank accounts (I knew I shouldn't have given them access) and that Greg is VERY upset with my lack of attention to The Mission.  So I guess I need to get to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But before that, Oprah called and wants to have a spa day!  It should be fun, although talking to her all day is kind of rough.  That bitch has problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*may not exist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-8047527419145850266?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8047527419145850266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=8047527419145850266' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/8047527419145850266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/8047527419145850266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/life-on-other-side.html' title='LIFE ON THE OTHER SIDE'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5tpKwfuBHI/AAAAAAAAAFY/Y-AVuy3SKqM/s72-c/paparazzi+3+small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-7458937922514565051</id><published>2008-01-25T14:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:47:46.750-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A TOAST TO NEW BEGINNINGS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5mF4wfuBCI/AAAAAAAAAEw/SGhc72gqNvU/s1600-h/megan_accomplished.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5mF4wfuBCI/AAAAAAAAAEw/SGhc72gqNvU/s320/megan_accomplished.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159302058266723362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Votre Sante!  I debated about running this pic just because I am not sure we can really declare victory.  Of course, Bush really couldn't either so I guess it works.  But Megan has picked up a few cool sounding gigs - check out her &lt;a href="http://chaoticmegan.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; for details. Maybe we are on the right path.  In that vein:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a couple people whom you may know, Greg Wasserstrom and Megan Carpentier, are collaborating on a new blog that I think a lot of you will like.  It is called &lt;a href="http://cynicsparty.com/"&gt;Cynic’s Party&lt;/a&gt;, and it is sort of a “pull up your bitch pants and talk about the absurdity of politics and life” free-for-all.  Hunter Walker from Gridskipper and HFA Comrade Blogenfreude will also contribute, as will yours truly.  However, I will be writing under my slave name (more like my heterosexist name, but that really doesn’t have the same ring) Jason Cox.  Nice to meet you.  For those that caught the comment thread on HFA last night, I said you would love my last name.  There is of course the more sophomoric humor of a gay man with the last name Cox (thank god my first name isn’t Harry), but I also like to think as I move onto something new I have a connection to another Cox many of you knew, Ana Marie.  We are of no relation that I am aware, but I hope I carry on some of the same spirit as when she started Wonkette.  And sorry my name isn’t really Jasm Felchengroper, although you have given me a great name should I ever need an anonymous alias again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So visit me here, visit me there, send me an email to say hi.  And thanks again for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must add, for those of you that will engage in the age old “I’d hit it” game, the picture over at Cynic’s Party in my bio is not super flattering.  Let’s just say it was my 28th birthday &amp;amp; I was approaching the one year anniversary of my mother's death.  Ouch.  My boyfriend and I had been going out for a couple of months, and almost four years later he still hasn’t entirely forgiven me for that evening.  If the stories are true, I can't say I blame him.  So in that spirit, here is a slightly better pic of me in the city to where I will flee once Bush installs himself as supreme despot sometime in October.  If I escape from the concentration  camps of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5lytAfuA-I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/0V7hjuXccm0/s1600-h/Jason+en+Paris.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5lytAfuA-I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/0V7hjuXccm0/s400/Jason+en+Paris.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159280965682332642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-7458937922514565051?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7458937922514565051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=7458937922514565051' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/7458937922514565051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/7458937922514565051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/toast-to-new-beginnings.html' title='A TOAST TO NEW BEGINNINGS'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5mF4wfuBCI/AAAAAAAAAEw/SGhc72gqNvU/s72-c/megan_accomplished.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-830403551332338385</id><published>2008-01-25T13:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:47:47.020-06:00</updated><title type='text'>FUKL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5l77wfuBBI/AAAAAAAAAEo/jks7WgOWEjI/s1600-h/fuck_you.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5l77wfuBBI/AAAAAAAAAEo/jks7WgOWEjI/s320/fuck_you.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159291114690053138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let’s talk for a minute about what life is like in a capitalist society.  We are all consumers, and we have resources which we use to consume goods &amp;amp; services.  We have a staggering, sometimes overwhelming array of choices we can make with our capital, whether those resources are the Ameros we are minting in the basement or the time we waste at work on the internets.  Many of us have outlaid much capital (more of the latter kind, but maybe you send checks too) to Wonkette because we have enjoyed what we have found there.  Good writing.  Political insight.  Deliciously hypocritical Republican scandal.  The promise of ass fucking tags (which really goes hand in hand with that last thing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are here because we all had come to enjoy Megan’s contribution to the show.  With her firing, it has been made clear to us that Wonkette will be changing.  It was a decision that the blog and Ken specifically had every right to make.  While it is fun for us, it is a business, and if Ken wants to help Nick Denton buy a second or third vacation home by DRIVING UP THOSE PAGEVIEWS, then by all means I say “good luck.”  Maybe Nick will even let Ken borrow the place for a little vacation.  That would be sweet!  I am sure when Denton fires him in 4 months because Layne picked up the wrong throw pillows at &lt;a href="http://www.jonathanadler.com/shop/index.php"&gt;Jonathan Adler&lt;/a&gt; (“I said the tangerine ones!!!” Nick will screech) there will be no hard feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or it could be over dry cleaning - hey, I’m astute, not clairvoyant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, of course, many of us feel that Megan’s dismissal was the wrong decision.  And as good consumers, we have used this week to exercise some of the rights we have in this system.  We have organized.  We have boycotted.  And we have turned our attention elsewhere.   Myself, I have started this blog and have been invited to contribute to another, and having this creative outlet for me has been amazing (albeit fucking exhausting - please don’t think I can or am able to maintain this pace).  Plus I feel like I have made 77 new friends on whose couches I can crash when visiting your fabulous cities and rural hamlets.  Thank you for your friendship and your trust, and for treating me like I had an idea what the hell I was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am choosing to make a change.  Instead of reading and commenting on Wonkette, I am through there.  I am going to spend my precious goof off time at work making a go of this blogging thing (and since I am about to break my anonymity, I love you Ellen, you’re a great boss!!!!) and creating a little snarky political and secular humor of my own.  I hope you will continue to check in with me, because you make it so much fun.  You are all intelligent people who both love politics and love to hate politics, and I am right there with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the rest of you, there are choices to be made.  In my mind, just because there are nice people that work at Walmart and they sell things that I like doesn’t mean I am going to spend my money there.  But I am not going to judge anyone that does (well, I may make fun of the “I’m a Fredhead” bumper stickers in the parking lot). I would love if you joined me in the boycott, but if you want to go back, by all means.  Jim needs you, and lord knows we have caused that boy some grief this week.  He is a good funny writer, and I feel bad for him.  And as I have even said myself, Ken Layne’s writing is truly “spit out coffee on your monitor” hilarious.  So if you decide to go back, I imagine that you won’t be bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you want to come with me, the rabbit hole awaits (no, seriously, it is just a rabbit hole, I swear!  Now just close your eyes...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE:  Megan has a &lt;a href="http://chaoticmegan.blogspot.com/2008/01/sometimes-being-nice-is-not-its-own.html"&gt;fabulous post&lt;/a&gt; that you really need to go read over on her &lt;a href="http://chaoticmegan.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-830403551332338385?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/830403551332338385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=830403551332338385' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/830403551332338385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/830403551332338385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/fukl.html' title='FUKL'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5l77wfuBBI/AAAAAAAAAEo/jks7WgOWEjI/s72-c/fuck_you.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-8929944088836737741</id><published>2008-01-25T12:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:47:47.256-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A TRIBUTE TO KEN LAYNE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5l3UgfuA_I/AAAAAAAAAEY/6G0NSibYvSI/s1600-h/the-devil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5l3UgfuA_I/AAAAAAAAAEY/6G0NSibYvSI/s400/the-devil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159286042333676530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Because I'm a lover, not a fighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrote all of my many, lengthy (sorry!) posts last night so that I could actually have one productive day at work today. [editor's note - which is going SO fucking well - ha ha]  I saved this one for last, because after the horrible, bitchy things I wrote earlier (hee hee - just wait lovers) I thought this would be a good one to end with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the thing.  I fucking love Ken Layne’s writing.  I was not around during the AMC years - I started reading casually in earlyish 2006 and started commenting in October of the same year, so to me Wonkette was Alex and Ken.  One of the reasons I haven’t said anything like “Megan is the new Ana Marie” is because frankly I never read Ana Marie, and I don’t want to be some lying poseur.  I liked some of Alex’s stuff, but it was Layne’s writing that I found myself laughing out loud at and forwarding to my friends.  His acerbic wit and restrained use of an f-bomb was, in my humble opinion, a thing of beauty and sometimes downright genius.  He deals in the humor to which I respond.  I was really bummed when he left Wonkette, and really elated when he returned.  Needless to say, my opinion of him has soured a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will elaborate on that later.  For now, I want to share a few of my favorite Ken Layne Wonkette moments, and reflect on what might of been.  I am sorry these are links to Wonkette, but I really want to capture to the spirit of the writing better than a lame ass summary.  That and mama is fucking tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="formatbar_Buttons"&gt;&lt;span class="" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://wonkette.com/politics/nra/nras-secret-graphic-novel-revealed-223889.php"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NRA Secret Graphic Novel Revealed.&lt;/a&gt;  Ken would be called a liar and the book a hoax by quite a few bloggers and publications, but would ultimately be completely validated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wonkette.com/politics/dept%27-of-how-are-these-people-elected%3F/checking-in-with-drunken-crook-jim-gibbons-259871.php"&gt;Checking In With Drunken Crook Jim Gibbons.&lt;/a&gt;  Ken’s disdain for Nevada’s governor brought the goods.  Although many of the posts only had like 200 page views.  WTF?  And Megan was bringing numbers down?  Oh wait, sorry, this is supposed to be a tribute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wonkette.com/politics/barack-obama/meet-the-antichrist-209549.php"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet the Antichrist.&lt;/a&gt;  It is Obama.  Did you know that?  It has almost 23,700 views.  Not quite as many as Megan’s farewell, but  a noble effort!  Oops...tribute.  Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://wonkette.com/politics/top/help-name-18-lousy-little-baby-pandas-232703.php"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help Name 18 Lousy Little Baby Pandas! &lt;/a&gt; I think that one is pretty self-explanatory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you have enjoyed this little trip down memory lane. Because soon I am going to bring it, and it isn’t going to be pretty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-8929944088836737741?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8929944088836737741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=8929944088836737741' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/8929944088836737741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/8929944088836737741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/tribute-to-ken-layne.html' title='A TRIBUTE TO KEN LAYNE'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5l3UgfuA_I/AAAAAAAAAEY/6G0NSibYvSI/s72-c/the-devil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-1362615205546907493</id><published>2008-01-25T11:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:47:47.392-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A NOTE FROM KEN LAYNE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5l4fgfuBAI/AAAAAAAAAEg/VNfg8DusDkA/s1600-h/love-notes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5l4fgfuBAI/AAAAAAAAAEg/VNfg8DusDkA/s400/love-notes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159287330823865346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent Ken Layne another email on Wednesday after work.  I am not particularly happy with the writing, it is a little long and scattered and unclear.  It had been a long day.  But it is a little dishonest to publish his reply verbatim and edit mine, so in that spirit here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subject:  Towards a truce?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey - homofascist here.  I just wanted to write you again and see if we can make some kind of deal.  I know this shit is crazy, and believe you me it has blown up way more than I thought it would.  But I have a suggestion that I would love to discuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it would really go a long way to have something from you in writing that I could post to my "troops".  I know Megan isn't coming back to Wonkette - I am a lot of things, but not stupid.  I pretty much imagine that anything you would say would be along the lines of "look, I am in charge, I have a vision for how I want things to be, Megan didn't fit in, end of story."  I mean, I know it is just a business decision that you made that some of us don't like, but that is just the way it goes sometimes.  I can totally respect that, even if I am one of the ones who doesn't like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We aren't expecting some kind of huge mea culpa (well, I am not - I certainly have read you long enough to know better).  In fact, to me it really isn't even explaining yourself, it is just a summary of the way it is.  But I do think some kind of official word would go a long way towards everyone just moving on.  You may lose a few, but you and I both know that most will come back, and of course over time you will continue to gain new readers and commenters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please let me know what you think.  As I have made known in the past, I was (still am) a huge fan of your writing.  I was really sorry when you left and had I known all of the circumstances behind it I probably would have organized something similar for you.  And I was glad when you came back.  I am just not sure that Wonkette is right for me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Ken, and I hope to hear from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason (aka homofascist)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reply follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Jason,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There have been a half-dozen editors of Wonkette over its five years, plus scores of guest editors and contributors and fill-ins and try-outs and columnists and interns, etc. It's just a website, part of a chain of websites employing a hundred-plus writers who come and go, myself included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Megan was given the opportunity to say goodbye to Wonkette readers after her short stint as an associate editor, and exercised her own judgment in her farewell post. I certainly don't speak for the company, but I can't imagine a publisher using its own publications to provide continuous updates on a disgruntled ex-contractor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go.  In my mind I offered a forum to extend a small gesture to disgruntled readers (who would seem to be the bread of butter of Wonkette - just sayin’) and instead got a pretty clear indication that we are not worth the time.  Perhaps I am reading too much into it, and perhaps my letter was poor - he certainly didn’t seem to get what I was asking of him.  But in some ways I think it was the kind of official word that I had been hoping for and it has only gone to strengthen my resolve.  I will let you draw your own conclusions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE:  On his last point, it has been brought to my attention by a very astute HFA member that Gawker has in fact published at least three updates on former editors Choire &amp;amp; Emily.  An example is &lt;a href="http://gawker.com/346105/today-in-gawker-alums"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE II:  Megan has a &lt;a href="http://chaoticmegan.blogspot.com/2008/01/sometimes-being-nice-is-not-its-own.html"&gt;fabulous post&lt;/a&gt; over on her &lt;a href="http://chaoticmegan.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; re: the letter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-1362615205546907493?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/1362615205546907493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=1362615205546907493' title='39 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/1362615205546907493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/1362615205546907493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/note-from-ken-layne.html' title='A NOTE FROM KEN LAYNE'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5l4fgfuBAI/AAAAAAAAAEg/VNfg8DusDkA/s72-c/love-notes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-2165713322764738795</id><published>2008-01-25T09:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:47:47.828-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CRAPPY HOUR THREADBOMB</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5n-MgfuBGI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ZdSfQYEIreY/s1600-h/camo+heels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5n-MgfuBGI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ZdSfQYEIreY/s320/camo+heels.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159434338964472930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we turn our sights to Crappy Hour on Jezebel for another good old fashioned threadbombing.  The week is nearly over (thank fucking jesus), and we need to wish Megan a happy weekend.  She didn’t really have a good one last week.  So wish her some stiff drinks, some stiffer cock and some new job prospects.  And although potentially successful, I wouldn’t necessarily mix all of those things liberally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the love of god people, try to engage the topic.  I don’t know what it will be; cramps, strappy sandals,&lt;a href="http://jezebel.com/gossip/global-cummit/cummit-round-two-the-post+blowjob-makeout-++-does-he-get-all-gay-about-it-276765.php"&gt; if guys are weird about making out after you have blown them&lt;/a&gt;.  You never know with those crazy Jezzies!  Anyhoo, your link is &lt;a href="http://jezebel.com/348927/look-hillary-clinton-once-wore-a-skirt"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-2165713322764738795?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/2165713322764738795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=2165713322764738795' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/2165713322764738795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/2165713322764738795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/crappy-hour-threadbomb.html' title='CRAPPY HOUR THREADBOMB'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5n-MgfuBGI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/ZdSfQYEIreY/s72-c/camo+heels.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-7811333709700381547</id><published>2008-01-25T09:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:47:48.044-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wonkette Shorts'/><title type='text'>WONKETTE SHORTS - January 25, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5mJogfuBFI/AAAAAAAAAFI/yHh0JdbTeAM/s1600-h/whites.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5mJogfuBFI/AAAAAAAAAFI/yHh0JdbTeAM/s320/whites.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159306177140360274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I just say my favorite part of this blog is searching through pictures of hot men in their underwear.  God DAMN this guy is hot!  I guess I am setting you all up for disappointment when you finally see my picture today, but oh well.  I’ve got to keep the troops happy while we are waiting for Crappy Hour to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would look better than this guys shorts crumpled up on your bedroom floor?  Um, at the moment nothing, but in the meantime enjoy a dose of Wonkette Shorts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Everyone's favorite elfin king &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080125/ap_on_el_pr/kucinich_withdraws;_ylt=AqNtC7mYfbeC9WGd17uegwlI2ocA"&gt;dropped out&lt;/a&gt; of the prez race today.  Homofascist is sad he won't be able to vote for him in the primary again.  I guess it is a good thing he can go home and bury his face in that sweet red snatch.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I mean, seriously people.  She has a tongue stud.  Do you know how good a blowjob from someone with a tongue stud feels?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oh well.  At least he is the only person with the balls to actually try to hold the prez and vice prez &lt;a href="http://www.wkyc.com/news/news_article.aspx?storyid=81920"&gt;accountable&lt;/a&gt; for their war crimes.  Sorry San Fran Lefty, but your precious Nancy Pelosi just can't take the time out of shopping for unfashionable white pants and heels to have the same kind of backbone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The motherfucking Republican losers had some kind of speaking thing tonight.  Your generalissimo was too busy drinking red wine and writing evil shit about Ken Layne to pay attention, &lt;a href="http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/debate-or-something.html"&gt;but some of your comrades did&lt;/a&gt;.  Enjoy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Speaking of evil shit, stayed tuned today.  I have some good (and LONG - sorry people) stuff coming your way.  But after today, it will be time to turn the page.  A new page if you will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-7811333709700381547?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7811333709700381547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=7811333709700381547' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/7811333709700381547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/7811333709700381547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/wonkette-shorts-january-25-2008.html' title='WONKETTE SHORTS - January 25, 2008'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5mJogfuBFI/AAAAAAAAAFI/yHh0JdbTeAM/s72-c/whites.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-7141216895147248079</id><published>2008-01-24T20:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T20:30:24.429-06:00</updated><title type='text'>DEBATE OR SOMETHING?</title><content type='html'>Hey kids, I think there is some kind of Republican debate where they will all lie and talk about Jesus and not mention how they are fucking some of their staffers.  If you would like a clean thread, here you go.  I can't tolerate such nonsense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-7141216895147248079?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7141216895147248079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=7141216895147248079' title='48 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/7141216895147248079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/7141216895147248079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/debate-or-something.html' title='DEBATE OR SOMETHING?'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><thr:total>48</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-4951759939490911411</id><published>2008-01-24T16:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:47:48.397-06:00</updated><title type='text'>IS IT TIME FOR A DRINK?</title><content type='html'>Excellent work today soldiers.  You have all earned some R&amp;amp;R on The Holiday Deck, which is actually my pet name for my ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be working tonight on several new posts for tomorrow, including some inspiring words from the HFA's archenemy Ken Layne.  You won't want to miss it.  There will also be another threadbomb of Crappy Hour in the morning to wish Megan a better weekend than she had last week.  And then we will assess where we are.   I will then be taking a break for the weekend to attend to areas of my life (hygiene, dishes, interpersonal relationships) that I have been neglecting this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, if any of you want to shill your own blogs, please send me an email at homofascist1 at gmail.com.  I would be thrilled to link them to HFA.  And if you don't have one, start one!  This blogger tool is super easy - you don't even need to know HTML.  You are all such amazing, creative and inspiring people that you should get your voices out there.  It is actually fun.  Just ease into it more than I have, please.  For your own sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of blogs, there may be a little something coming your way tomorrow that you might enjoy.  Especially those that are going to continue the boycott.  And because anonymity is not really my style, you will discover that my real name is Jas....I've said too much. Just check back tomorrow, mkay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that, I leave you with a familiar chestnut to keep you warm on this cold winter's night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5kajgfuA9I/AAAAAAAAAEI/6rWCM_PKURI/s1600-h/militaryshower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5kajgfuA9I/AAAAAAAAAEI/6rWCM_PKURI/s400/militaryshower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159184045450331090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-4951759939490911411?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/4951759939490911411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=4951759939490911411' title='30 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/4951759939490911411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/4951759939490911411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/is-it-time-for-drink.html' title='IS IT TIME FOR A DRINK?'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5kajgfuA9I/AAAAAAAAAEI/6rWCM_PKURI/s72-c/militaryshower.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-7632021628895991558</id><published>2008-01-24T11:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T11:14:52.040-06:00</updated><title type='text'>FASTER PUSSYCAT!  KILL!  KILL!</title><content type='html'>You know how sometimes patience is rewarded?  Like, oh my god you guys, like, obviously not always, but you know like when it happens it is like totally the best thing EVER and stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy.  Fucking.  Shit.  Jim we love you.  We have found our &lt;a href="http://wonkette.com/348520/crazy-god-people-to-protest-heath-ledgers-funeral"&gt;target&lt;/a&gt;.  Bombs away!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this can't fire up my fags, hags and wannabe homos, I am just not doing my job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-7632021628895991558?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7632021628895991558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=7632021628895991558' title='45 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/7632021628895991558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/7632021628895991558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/faster-pussycat-kill-kill.html' title='FASTER PUSSYCAT!  KILL!  KILL!'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><thr:total>45</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-6935788310078717155</id><published>2008-01-24T09:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:47:48.657-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WONKETTE SHORTS - January 24, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5gvUgfuA8I/AAAAAAAAAEA/6IRrgsuAvXI/s1600-h/ngo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5gvUgfuA8I/AAAAAAAAAEA/6IRrgsuAvXI/s320/ngo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158925402519765954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, yeah, I'll take it large, hot and black.  Sure, I would love a little cream - thanks for asking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh good morning!  Sorry, you just caught me ordering my coffee.  It does get us going in the morning, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's get to Wonkette Shorts for today.  We have a busy day ahead of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did you hear that Bush and Cheney may have lied in the run up to Iraq?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lots of hicks are reporting seeing UFOs.  It may have something to do with Fred Thompson dropping out of the race, leaving his supporters to seek solace by looking up at the sky where Jesus lives and noticing that there are things that can fly around.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bush is in the White House tonight, clutching the shirt &lt;a href="http://customwire.ap.org/dynamic/stories/B/BUSH_LEDGER_DEATH?SITE=AP&amp;amp;SECTION=HOME&amp;amp;TEMPLATE=DEFAULT&amp;amp;CTIME=2008-01-23-12-04-12"&gt;Heath Ledger&lt;/a&gt; gave him during one of their trysts in a pup tent at the Crawford Ranch and crying like a little fan girl.  On a side note, he is having that rolled up $20 bill found by Heath's body sent to him for inspection, just to be sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-6935788310078717155?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/6935788310078717155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=6935788310078717155' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/6935788310078717155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/6935788310078717155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/wonkette-shorts-january-24-2008.html' title='WONKETTE SHORTS - January 24, 2008'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5gvUgfuA8I/AAAAAAAAAEA/6IRrgsuAvXI/s72-c/ngo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-6728011941666819487</id><published>2008-01-24T07:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:47:48.855-06:00</updated><title type='text'>THE PLAN FOR THURSDAY - 1.24.08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5gbuwfuA6I/AAAAAAAAADw/4TCe2qeW-n4/s1600-h/300px-Classic_time_bomb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5gbuwfuA6I/AAAAAAAAADw/4TCe2qeW-n4/s320/300px-Classic_time_bomb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158903863258776482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan for today is to pick one of Jim's posts on Wonkette and pile on baby!  Or as one commenter put it, a good old fashioned threadbombing.  That means lots of pageviews, lots of comments, lots of snark.  And after reviewing a few of the threads from yesterday (after midnight, natch), Jim could use a good snark infusion.  Good lord it is boring and snippy over there.  They are getting so desperate for comments they are letting Paultards in.  Paultards people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to look for something that I think would be good between 10:00 am and 12:00 noon CST, and once I find it I will post here and send out an email.  Then it is bombs away.  HFA propaganda if you want, but my recruitment post yesterday got us lots of new members, so it is not necessary.  I certainly don't want to be viewed as the new Paultards.  Because even though you all know that Generalissimo Homofascist is the only REAL candidate for president, others still have a lot to learn.  Patience my children, patience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, before I forget.  Can someone please send $300,000?  I want to do some sky writing to get the message out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If some of you don't want to go back to Wonkette for this, that if fine.  I think the boycott should continue, and I will certainly not be going back.  But this is a chance for us to give Jim some love and support, and to give us one last thrill before what for many of us will be a long, cold winter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-6728011941666819487?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/6728011941666819487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=6728011941666819487' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/6728011941666819487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/6728011941666819487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/plan-for-thursday-12408.html' title='THE PLAN FOR THURSDAY - 1.24.08'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5gbuwfuA6I/AAAAAAAAADw/4TCe2qeW-n4/s72-c/300px-Classic_time_bomb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-6937934523058807977</id><published>2008-01-23T23:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:47:48.946-06:00</updated><title type='text'>PLAYING THE NUMBERS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5gqAAfuA7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/uIgG_vs9faY/s1600-h/Fernando+glasses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5gqAAfuA7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/uIgG_vs9faY/s400/Fernando+glasses.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158919552774308786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As you can see, I got back into my boxers, crawled into bed with my laptop, and once again the bf was there to take a picture.  Notice the nerd glasses?  I almost look like a....mathematician, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonkette finished today with 154,759 pageviews and 113,307 visits.  That is 24,303 less PVs and 18,100ish visits less than yesterday.  But many of us were staying away yesterday too, so as some commenters rightly suggested, let's look at the averages for the other Wednesdays of the month.  Now keep in mind that Wednesday, January 2 was the day after New Year's Day, and the numbers were very low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The average pageviews on the other three Wednesdays in January is 191,391 and visits is 141,291.  So today was 36,000 less than the Wednesday average for PVs, and about 28,000 less visits than the average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the numbers were so low on Jan. 2, I think you could put those average numbers in a month without a holiday at approx 205,000/155,000, but let's work with what we've got instead of getting all hypothetical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me this is something.  I realize it is not a big sample, but it would seem to be a statistically significant decrease.  Of course, I hated statistics in college, so I don't know.   And the only thing I remember about it  is that statistics can always be manipulated to look like how you want them to look like.  Something 7 years of Bush has taught us well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-6937934523058807977?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/6937934523058807977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=6937934523058807977' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/6937934523058807977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/6937934523058807977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/playing-numbers.html' title='PLAYING THE NUMBERS'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5gqAAfuA7I/AAAAAAAAAD4/uIgG_vs9faY/s72-c/Fernando+glasses.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-8814260879413292767</id><published>2008-01-23T20:39:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:47:49.041-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Project Runway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fashion Brigade'/><title type='text'>PROJECT RUNWAY SWEETIES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5f6jQfuA5I/AAAAAAAAADo/pBf3hb1p7t8/s1600-h/ff_chris_320x240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5f6jQfuA5I/AAAAAAAAADo/pBf3hb1p7t8/s400/ff_chris_320x240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158867381806564242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The HFA isn't all about anger and hatred and boycotts!  It is about hot men, and drinks that look like punch, and fabulousness.  So let's gather around the barracks TV for the official HFA show - Project Runway!  Will Victorya finally get some comeuppance?  Will crying Ricky FINALLY get the boot.  Will Chris let out his inner drag queen (rest assured).  All this awaits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you poor straight boys that need to catch up, I can't recommend Project Rungay highly enough.  &lt;a href="http://projectrungay.blogspot.com/"&gt;So go there and learn&lt;/a&gt;.  There are some hot female models too, so that will hopefully keep your interest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-8814260879413292767?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8814260879413292767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=8814260879413292767' title='32 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/8814260879413292767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/8814260879413292767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/project-runway-sweeties.html' title='PROJECT RUNWAY SWEETIES'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5f6jQfuA5I/AAAAAAAAADo/pBf3hb1p7t8/s72-c/ff_chris_320x240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>32</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-483366233638858234</id><published>2008-01-23T18:24:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:47:49.242-06:00</updated><title type='text'>END OF THE DAY WTF?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5fa5QfuA4I/AAAAAAAAADg/lgdrOk7elnw/s1600-h/cu-logo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5fa5QfuA4I/AAAAAAAAADg/lgdrOk7elnw/s400/cu-logo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158832575391597442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Um, please just read &lt;a href="http://www.tpmmuckraker.com/archives/005124.php"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and I am going to shut up and let you do the work.  Go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huge thanks to comrade Jamie Sommers!  Luv u girl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-483366233638858234?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/483366233638858234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=483366233638858234' title='52 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/483366233638858234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/483366233638858234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/end-of-day-wtf.html' title='END OF THE DAY WTF?'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5fa5QfuA4I/AAAAAAAAADg/lgdrOk7elnw/s72-c/cu-logo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>52</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-2631192297996369807</id><published>2008-01-23T15:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T15:31:20.196-06:00</updated><title type='text'>TRACKING WONKETTE'S NUMBERS</title><content type='html'>Quick post (sorry, no sexy pictures).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several have asked in the comments about Wonkette's numbers.  I have not made any jaunts over and will not - you have all energized me and strengthened my resolve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonkette has had 100,000 views today.  You can check out Wonkette's numbers &lt;a href="http://www.nickdenton.org/002013.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and compare them to other days.   Considering that it is already nearly 4:30 on the East Coast, I think we have made a big impact today.  But I guess I will be able to tell for sure at midnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-2631192297996369807?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/2631192297996369807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=2631192297996369807' title='38 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/2631192297996369807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/2631192297996369807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/tracking-wonkettes-numbers.html' title='TRACKING WONKETTE&apos;S NUMBERS'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><thr:total>38</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-4962648741355098125</id><published>2008-01-23T14:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:47:49.867-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WE WANT YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5ekmwfuA1I/AAAAAAAAADM/2o17rFHEU8E/s1600-h/ist2_1245868_sexy_soldier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5ekmwfuA1I/AAAAAAAAADM/2o17rFHEU8E/s320/ist2_1245868_sexy_soldier.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158772883936117586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5ekegfuA0I/AAAAAAAAADE/7cFLiMRl5k0/s1600-h/Sexy+male+soldier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5ekegfuA0I/AAAAAAAAADE/7cFLiMRl5k0/s320/Sexy+male+soldier.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158772742202196802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attention soldiers.  We have gotten a lot more recruits on the boards today.  If you have not yet sent me an email to sign up for duty, please drop me a line at homofascist1 at gmail.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because trust me, you don't want to miss basic training.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-4962648741355098125?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/4962648741355098125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=4962648741355098125' title='42 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/4962648741355098125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/4962648741355098125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/we-want-you.html' title='WE WANT YOU'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5ekmwfuA1I/AAAAAAAAADM/2o17rFHEU8E/s72-c/ist2_1245868_sexy_soldier.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>42</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-4811580056774998959</id><published>2008-01-23T09:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:47:50.062-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wonkette Shorts'/><title type='text'>WONKETTE SHORTS - January 23, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5ahcQfuAuI/AAAAAAAAACU/PZ60vLboWbw/s1600-h/fernandosippel-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5ahcQfuAuI/AAAAAAAAACU/PZ60vLboWbw/s400/fernandosippel-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158487930035897058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you don't know this, but I often start my morning lying in bed typing away on my laptop.  It was sooooooo sweet you guys, my boyfriend totally took this picture of me this morning as I was planning for a full day at HFA HQ.  I know what you're thinking - "Generalissmo Homofascist, isn't it difficult to type like that for a long time?"  And the answer is yes, but the workout is pretty good.  Before I started it I had a beer gut, but now my six pack is coming along nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I made the crack yesterday about Layne not posting anything more on Wonkette after he found that stupid "shoot the presidential candidates with paint guns" game on Drudge, he actually didn't post anything more.  So today's Shorts is my attempt to look at political news and be...wonky?  Just write short flippant sentences and do links?  Whatever, I tried okay.  For YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for your snarking pleasure, and to help you make it through the day NOT GOING OVER TO WONKETTE AT ALL, NOT EVEN TO PEEK, NO NO NO, is the latest edition of Wonkette Shorts. Take a whiff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Obama's speech writer is young.  And fucking &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/01/20/fashion/20speechwriter.html?scp=1&amp;amp;sq=Jon+Favreau&amp;amp;st=nyt"&gt;hot&lt;/a&gt;!  Can he take dictation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two non-profit journalism organizations just released a &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080123/ap_on_go_pr_wh/misinformation_study_8"&gt;report&lt;/a&gt; that &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px dashed rgb(0, 102, 204); cursor: pointer;" class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1201067178_0"&gt;President Bush&lt;/span&gt; and top administration officials issued hundreds of false statements about the national security threat from Iraq in the two years following the 2001 terrorist attacks.  Just like the fucking left wing Commie liberals to say what 80% of Americans know is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;He's number 4!  He's number 4!  But at least he is being &lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080122/ap_on_el_pr/giuliani_making_nice;_ylt=Aupk2vKCNaK5QA6ewxHcZcKyFz4D"&gt;nice&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080123/ap_on_el_pr/mccain;_ylt=Anwj3cXLMvKLTEdsZrSHa6qyFz4D"&gt;McCain&lt;/a&gt; is raising money and getting endorsements in NYC.  Don't be surprised when his body is found floating in the East River with Rudy G's panty hose tied around his neck.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Illinois doesn't get much Wonkette love, but did you know our governor is not only a fucking retard and crook, but also has the worst &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rod_Blagojevich"&gt;hair&lt;/a&gt; in politics?  When he finally goes to prison, I have a feeling the by then prison-hardened George Ryan will make Blago the Jack to his Ennis, if you catch my drift.  And I think you do (RIP Heath).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crappy Hour on Jezebel is live.  I recommend paying a visit - it is going to be good, and could use a major snark infusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Fire away!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-4811580056774998959?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/4811580056774998959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=4811580056774998959' title='68 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/4811580056774998959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/4811580056774998959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/wonkette-shorts-january-23-2008.html' title='WONKETTE SHORTS - January 23, 2008'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5ahcQfuAuI/AAAAAAAAACU/PZ60vLboWbw/s72-c/fernandosippel-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>68</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-7124578467091760164</id><published>2008-01-23T01:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:47:50.273-06:00</updated><title type='text'>THE PLAN FOR WEDNESDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5buzQfuAxI/AAAAAAAAACs/vfSI_YbFMMY/s1600-h/sorry-no-internet-today-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5buzQfuAxI/AAAAAAAAACs/vfSI_YbFMMY/s400/sorry-no-internet-today-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158572987568227090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am asking for TOTAL.  RADIO.  SILENCE.  A full on strike from Wonkette.  No checking in, no peeking, no "just this once".  I will be posting Wonkette Shorts in the morning to give us a place to comment (old school style, as some might say) throughout the day to hopefully make this easier.  I really want to see the numbers at the end of the day.  I know we are affecting the quality and quantity of comments, but until we have a total ban we won't know how we are affecting overall numbers.  This will be a good thing in the long run. Trust me, I know what I am doing (hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-7124578467091760164?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7124578467091760164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=7124578467091760164' title='35 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/7124578467091760164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/7124578467091760164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/plan-for-wednesday.html' title='THE PLAN FOR WEDNESDAY'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5buzQfuAxI/AAAAAAAAACs/vfSI_YbFMMY/s72-c/sorry-no-internet-today-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>35</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-4168633986266576713</id><published>2008-01-22T14:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:47:50.384-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wonkette Shorts'/><title type='text'>WONKETTE SHORTS - January 22, 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5ZXuYi1YmI/AAAAAAAAACE/HK4ZM6IqGxs/s1600-h/Corona+Boxers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5ZXuYi1YmI/AAAAAAAAACE/HK4ZM6IqGxs/s320/Corona+Boxers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158406877573636706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your generalissimo were on The View being interviewed by Barbara Walters, and she asked the inevitable question "If your soldiers were trees, what kind of trees would they be?", the answer would be simple.  Wait, which trees swallow the most cum?  Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if she asked me what you are passionate about, I would say making snarky comments about politics on websites that think too highly of themselves.  And thus I am here for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing my new feature Wonkette Shorts.  Each day I will steal over to Wonkette and summarize a few of the posts in my own breezy style, thus allowing you to comment away here in the fashion we have all come to know and love without feeding the Gawker overlords.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note, I will not be plagiarizing anything, as that is wrong and stuff.  I will not be clicking "more" on any articles, so I will try to just get the gist of them (and if I not, I'll just make some shit up!).  And I will not be summarizing any of Jim Newell's posts, because the poor boy is a victim in this too and I know some of you are supporting him (which I am fine with).  So, with that said, welcome to the FIRST!  EVER!  EDITION! of Wonkette Shorts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did you know we are less than one year from the end of the Bush presidency?  Of course, if any president could cause nuclear winter just by welcoming children to the White House easter egg hunt, it would be him.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fred Thompson is a redneck hick loser, and maybe dropped out of the next debate.  UPDATE - he be gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The bad US economy resulted in billions of lost fake money around the word and millions of people of all shades of skin throwing themselves off buildings screaming "Fuck you George Bush" in lots of funny sounding languages!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drudge has a hard on for some game where you can shoot the presidential candidates with virtual paintballs.  Now that he has found it, Layne probably isn't going to post the rest of the day.  &lt;a href="http://www.miniclip.com/games/presidential-paintball/en/"&gt;Presidential Paintball&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-4168633986266576713?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/4168633986266576713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=4168633986266576713' title='80 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/4168633986266576713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/4168633986266576713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/wonkette-shorts-january-22-2008.html' title='WONKETTE SHORTS - January 22, 2008'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5ZXuYi1YmI/AAAAAAAAACE/HK4ZM6IqGxs/s72-c/Corona+Boxers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>80</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-8017772314887594743</id><published>2008-01-22T13:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:47:50.584-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY WE FIGHT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5YwDoi1YkI/AAAAAAAAABw/Gc5b3acIrfE/s1600-h/Megan%27s+beaver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5YwDoi1YkI/AAAAAAAAABw/Gc5b3acIrfE/s320/Megan%27s+beaver.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158363262180745794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to post this little gem to invigorate the troops (some more than others, if you know what I'm sayin') and remind us who and what we are fighting for.  God bless America.  I never thought I would lead a gay army whose martyr was a chick with a big rack and whose mascot was a furry beaver.  But I guess sometimes you just go where life takes you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big thanks to Nojo for the new banner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me, if anyone has a stuffed cock (the bird of course - get your minds out of the gutter) that I can borrow, it would be most helpful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-8017772314887594743?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8017772314887594743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=8017772314887594743' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/8017772314887594743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/8017772314887594743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/why-we-fight.html' title='WHY WE FIGHT'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5YwDoi1YkI/AAAAAAAAABw/Gc5b3acIrfE/s72-c/Megan%27s+beaver.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-8823312171493130466</id><published>2008-01-22T11:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T11:56:43.749-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WONKETTE STRIKE DAY 1; SOME PRESS AND OTHER READING</title><content type='html'>Greetings comrades.  I hope things in the Homofascist rEVOLution (god, that word is even retarded to type) are going well.  A quick peak over enemy lines pretty much confirms that this is working as traffic is way down.  Keep up the good work by, er, I guess doing some real work (I know, I know, it sucks. But maybe you will make your boss happy and get that raise).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you that are having withdrawl, I came up with a new idea for the blog that I will be debuting this afternoon.  I am hoping it be like an Anna Nicole Smith sized bottle of methadone to help you with those shakes.  Who says you can't come up with good ideas at 7:00 am while trying to crawl out from under a hangover?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is a little press from yesterday about Megan's firing - there will be more to come.  And an awesome post from Gridskipper yesterday that is most timely.  Please give Andrew your appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the Huffington Post - &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2008/01/21/another-gawker-media-staf_n_82422.html"&gt;Another Gawker Media Staff Shake-Up: Wonkette Editor Fired&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From DCist - &lt;a href="http://dcist.com/2008/01/21/wonkette_overha.php"&gt;Wonkette Overhauls Staff...Again&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From The Bilerico Project - &lt;a href="http://www.bilerico.com/2008/01/wonkette_over_and_out.php"&gt;Wonkette, Over and Out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you Gawker-ites that are just dying to comment somewhere, you might like this over at &lt;a href="http://gridskipper.com/346990/down--out-in-dc-one-girls-guide"&gt;Gridskipper&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-8823312171493130466?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/8823312171493130466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=8823312171493130466' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/8823312171493130466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/8823312171493130466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/wonkette-strike-day-1-some-press-and.html' title='WONKETTE STRIKE DAY 1; SOME PRESS AND OTHER READING'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-106038730028583357</id><published>2008-01-21T16:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:47:50.916-06:00</updated><title type='text'>VICTORY #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5Ul8Yi1YiI/AAAAAAAAABg/mfeZRmj4iJ8/s1600-h/HFA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5Ul8Yi1YiI/AAAAAAAAABg/mfeZRmj4iJ8/s400/HFA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158070667533705762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hit 1,000 (1,020 to be exact) comments and over 26,000 pageviews on Megan's farewell.  And had a lot of fun in the process.  Congratulations.  The Army grows every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pic is a gift for our efforts from the always fabulous David Flores.  You wanted a little beefcake, well here is a little beefcake.  You can't get more homo army than 300.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now hit the showers!  I think several of you need cold ones.  I'll be around to inspect a couple of you to make sure you have been cleaned to my satisfaction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-106038730028583357?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/106038730028583357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=106038730028583357' title='88 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/106038730028583357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/106038730028583357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/victory-1.html' title='VICTORY #1'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5Ul8Yi1YiI/AAAAAAAAABg/mfeZRmj4iJ8/s72-c/HFA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>88</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-7778591999003381778</id><published>2008-01-20T19:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:47:51.236-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A HARD(Y) WELCOME TO HOMOFASCIST'S ARMY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5QqxIi1YgI/AAAAAAAAABM/uYH3OiaGN84/s1600-h/baby_flipping_the_bird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5QqxIi1YgI/AAAAAAAAABM/uYH3OiaGN84/s320/baby_flipping_the_bird.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157794496841605634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where's Megan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, fellow and female Wonketterrorists and friends.  Welcome to Homofascist's Army.  The purpose of this site is for fans and friends of former Wonkette editor Megan Carpentier, aka Anonymous Lobbyist, to express our EXTREME displeasure at her abrupt and as of this writing unexplained firing in a classic Bush White House Friday news dump (and after most of the East Coast had left for a 3 day weekend - how calculated!).  We have been talking all weekend to come up with ways to support Megan and try to get her placed somewhere back in the Gawker family so that we can continue to keep reading what so many of us had come to enjoy.  And based on my email inbox, it has provoked quite a bit of passion and outrage.   Would you be pissed if you revealed your secret identity and burned all of your professional bridges for a job that fired you 3 months later?  Yeah, I thought so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you would like to be a foot soldier, we are urging you to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Go on strike and boycott reading and commenting on Wonkette&lt;br /&gt;-Write to Wonkette editor Ken Layne (ken@wonkette.com) and Gawker baron Nick Denton (nick@gawker.com) and express your dissatisfaction and wishes for a resolution to this matter&lt;br /&gt;-Keep reading and commenting on Megan's farewell post, helpfully linked for you &lt;a href="http://wonkette.com/346807/sooo-about-that-new-job-at-wonkette"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to avoid too many extra pageviews at Wonkette.&lt;br /&gt;-Drink heavily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are hoping we get some kind of response fairly quickly so that things can return to some kind of normality (although I think for some it is too late).  In the meantime, if you feel the itch to comment and don't want to risk your Gawker identity by posting HFA propaganda on Fleshbot, then your Homofascist is open for you as always.  I am currently set up to accept anonymous comments, but if I start to get some fucking smartass contrarian bullshit I will delete that crap so fast your head will spin.  Sorry, I am petty and I take things personally.  I also saw on a recent incursion over enemy lines that Ken Layne is now one of my "friends".  I imagine he will be waiting for me to post some HFA link so that I can be banned.  Frankly, I have made peace with the fact that my life over there may be approaching the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that there are long time Wonketterrorists who will think this sudden outpouring of earnestness is ridiculous, and I sympathize.  I really do.  This is not how I imagined spending my weekend.  If you have no interest, than by all means go back and act as if everything is normal and support Jim, cuz if this weekend is any indication he is going to need it.  But rest assured that the HFA has many, many of Wonkette's best, brightest and snarkiest.  So it may be a little unfun for a while.  Sorry, it just needed to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;UPDATE:  &lt;/span&gt;If you would like to keep up with Megan, or just see sweater puppy pictures for those of you that are into that, she has her very own shiny new blogspot.  Visit her &lt;a href="http://chaoticmegan.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;UPDATE II: &lt;/span&gt;Megan has posted the story of her time at Wonkette and firing &lt;a href="http://chaoticmegan.blogspot.com/2008/01/whole-story.html"&gt;over at her blog&lt;/a&gt;.  I feel like I need to stew on this a little bit, but it does seem pretty clear that any hopes we have of getting our Megan back at Wonkette are pretty much DOA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-7778591999003381778?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7778591999003381778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=7778591999003381778' title='45 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/7778591999003381778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/7778591999003381778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/hearty-welcome-to-homofascists-army.html' title='A HARD(Y) WELCOME TO HOMOFASCIST&apos;S ARMY'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5QqxIi1YgI/AAAAAAAAABM/uYH3OiaGN84/s72-c/baby_flipping_the_bird.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>45</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-5240156198004184624</id><published>2008-01-20T17:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T18:29:42.533-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1,000 COMMENTS OR BUST</title><content type='html'>So the troops have spoken, and it seems the consensus is that we keep reading and commenting on Megan's farewell post.  She is still getting paid for pageviews, so while it does in a small way help everyone, it helps Megan too which is to me worth the trade off.  She does not get paid for comments, however from things I have read Mr. Denton is kind of obsessive about them.  So if we can get a "Deadspin Live Blog of the BCS National Championship Game" number of comments, it will be super impressive.  Go team!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who would like to go there directly instead of going to Wonkette and rooting around and increasing their pageviews, there is a direct link &lt;a href="http://wonkette.com/346807/sooo-about-that-new-job-at-wonkette"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  It is up to over 17,000+ views!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has also been some concern about the appropriateness of any letters to the editors and comments on Wonkette.  The way I look at it, we are all adults, we are all intelligent, and we have legitimate gripes that we need to get out there.  Therefore, we should be able to express ourselves without doing anything that is going to jeaprodize Megan's future at Gawker (because, again, Megan has nothing to do with this site and what we say - we are here to support her and her future).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, I am not your mother (can you imagine how stretched out my vagina would be?).  Gawker sites are known for pushing the envelope and not always being nice, so if your letters are a little "colorful", well, it certainly is language that they understand.  I certainly like to throw out something completely inappropriate from time to time.  A few of you have cc'ed me on letters to Ken and Nick, and while they are all distinctive, the creativity and  logic  of them have been uniformly excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with that, I bid you good night.  It is off to the boyfriends.  What he lacks in internet connection he makes up for with a well stocked bar, a huge HDTV on which we can watch the Australian Open, and a hot body to snuggle with on a cold night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-5240156198004184624?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/5240156198004184624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=5240156198004184624' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/5240156198004184624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/5240156198004184624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/1000-comments-or-bust.html' title='1,000 COMMENTS OR BUST'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-532559480736243260</id><published>2008-01-20T13:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T13:54:28.718-06:00</updated><title type='text'>RACING TOWARDS THE BRINK</title><content type='html'>Let’s take stock for a second, shall we?  Wonkette has managed to put up enough posts to push Megan’s farewell to the second page.  Sort of like the putting up the bullshit Ron Paul blimp post right above her farewell like minutes after she posted it (and with no by-line - hmmmmm, how strange).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow the boycott/blackout/cockblock - whatever you want to call it - starts in earnest.  We know that the Gawker overlords love pageviews and comments, so we need to deprive them of pageviews and comments until the wrongs of Friday have been addressed to our satisfaction.  If this weekend is any kind of preview, this should not only work, but it should be pretty fucking fantastic.  Wonkette has been as dry as fucking toast, and while the liveblog of WALNUTS! victory speak got over 1,000 views, as of my last checking it got 13 comments?  Wow.  And comrade Peggy Nooner has been leaving some brilliant pissed off HFA propaganda behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we are all adults and the Homofascist Army is not know for being disciplined ALL of the time, so if you need to make some quick strikes in enemy territory and pull some insurgent guerrilla goodness, I am not going to be mad at you.  I can’t say the same for comrade Blogenfreude, but you can’t please all of the people all of the time.  In fact I think I should be mentally ready to post the blog’s url in a comment or two (y’all, I have been deluged with emails - it has been crazy).  If you do decide to leave a comment, please at least indicate your support of the cause.  I have a feeling the people we want to be paying attention to us will be doing so.  For those of you who will not visit at all, which I highly encourage, I will be checking in and letting you know what is going on, and perhaps capture a few choice comments (or lack thereof).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been some debate about continuing to comment on Megan’s farewell.  I personally think the goal of 1000 comments is noble and fantastic and will actually benefit Megan and show what we can do (1,000 comments on Wonkette?  Unreal).  But there are those that don’t want to give pageviews, and I respect that too.  So I wanted to do a little poll to help flesh out the official HFA position on the matter, because without your input, I am a dumbass.  But I can't figure out how to do that (technical assistance please), so for now please just sound off in the comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So rest up.  Drink up.  Watch some football (Go Bears!  Wait, what?).  The battle begins for reals tomorrow, and I need my troops hungover and cranky.  And for those of you that have the day off tomorrow, can I just say FUCK YOU.  My company doesn’t care about black people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-532559480736243260?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/532559480736243260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=532559480736243260' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/532559480736243260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/532559480736243260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/racing-towards-brink.html' title='RACING TOWARDS THE BRINK'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-3600126984634844724</id><published>2008-01-20T11:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T12:00:38.845-06:00</updated><title type='text'>LESS WATERBOARDING, MORE BLOWJOBS</title><content type='html'>Actually, that sounds like a pretty good motto for the HFA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attention soldiers.  Sorry about the silence.  I have been locked in solitary confinement in a full body sensory deprivation suit (okay, I have been at the boyfriend’s without an internet connection for the last 12 hours).  I will be taking stock soon, so check back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-3600126984634844724?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/3600126984634844724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=3600126984634844724' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/3600126984634844724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/3600126984634844724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/less-waterboarding-more-blowjobs.html' title='LESS WATERBOARDING, MORE BLOWJOBS'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-9108548968850806496</id><published>2008-01-19T13:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T15:03:37.820-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A MESSAGE FROM MEGAN</title><content type='html'>Megan wants everyone to know that she loves and appreciates your support.  And that she is serious when she said on her &lt;a href="http://chaoticmegan.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; to email her because she is going out drinking tonight.  She is rounding up her own troops and will probably attack a DC gay bar (Homofascist approves) later on tonight.  I am just sad I can't be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, because you know we gays love to recruit new members, I just made another sortie over to Wonkette and posted my email address again.  It should be noted that the pageviews and comments for Ken's Nevada coverage are pretty pathetic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-9108548968850806496?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/9108548968850806496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=9108548968850806496' title='39 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/9108548968850806496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/9108548968850806496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/message-from-megan.html' title='A MESSAGE FROM MEGAN'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-7809299228273299761</id><published>2008-01-19T11:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T12:16:21.077-06:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE, HUNGOVER EDITION</title><content type='html'>Good morning lusty soldiers.  After an evening of typing and drinking tequila sunrises (I had grenadine in the fridge - who knew?), your commanding officer is feeling a bit slow on the uptake.  So let's keep the noise down to a minimum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a quick update - I now have sent emails to 43 comrades and I am checking back on Megan's last post to harvest...er, I mean recruit...more fighters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I must say I am ready to put ON STRIKE next to my name.  After poking around a little online (with an assist from Chicago Bureau, my brother in this fucking -30 degree icy bullshit city) it has become quite clear that there is something rotten in the state of Gawker.  To read more, may I suggest &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/01/13/fashion/13gawker.html?_r=1&amp;amp;ref=style&amp;amp;oref=slogin"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.  I am sure that many of you also saw that Greg was let go.  So was Liz Gorman, staff photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Head DC also picked up on this, and includes a poll about whether readers would like to see Megan contribute there.  &lt;a href="http://bigheaddc.com/2008/01/19/female-wonkette-editor-fired-sexism-involved/"&gt;Read all about it&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that since the changes over at Gawker, visits and comments seem to be down (please correct me if I am wrong about this), so maybe this crazy boycott thing will make an impression.  We certainly have among us some of our most prolific and hilarious (i.e. the people that make the site worth reading in the first place) commenters.  In the meantime, it is still okay to view, comment on and Digg Megan's farewell post.  But the Nevada caucuses are dead to us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those that missed it, Megan has started a new blog since her dismissal - &lt;a href="http://chaoticmegan.blogspot.com/"&gt;chaoticmegan.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;.  Pay the girl a visit.  And for the love of Satan if you are in the DC area go out with the girl tonight and buy her a drink!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-7809299228273299761?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/7809299228273299761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=7809299228273299761' title='23 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/7809299228273299761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/7809299228273299761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/update-hungover-edition.html' title='UPDATE, HUNGOVER EDITION'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-3833853084906551424</id><published>2008-01-19T01:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T01:58:58.468-06:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT WE CAN DO NOW</title><content type='html'>So I created this blogspot thingy to give us a space to strategize, comment, and hit on each other to fill the void left by Wonkette when we decide to boycott for a little while (bear with me).  I have been given several ideas for what we can go to help Megan and voice our displeasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1 - Keep commenting on Megan’s post.  She gets paid through the end of the month.  Unfortunately Layne also gets paid for pageviews, but we are going to need to take some of the bad with the good.  But don’t comment on anything else, no matter how Paultarded, Chief Payne-ish, Jizzuary Republicans fucking goats it may be.   I have been told that Denton is obsessive about comments, so that is a good place to make an impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 - The Digg thing that Moe posted is I guess true.  So whatever the fuck that is, if you sign up to do it and “Digg” Megan’s posts, she gets some $$$ for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 - Write letters of displeasure to Ken Layne and copy Nick Denton, or vice versa.  Be diplomatic, or call them asshole and pussy ass faggot, respectively.  I don’t really care.  Find your voice.  I am finding mine.  Ken is ken@wonkette.com, Nick is nick@gawker.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 - Don’t visit Wonkette next week, or do so sparingly.  If we can get visits down, hopefully it will have some kind of effect.  We need to be realistic - Megan is not going back to Wonkette, and I don’t think we could expect her to after this bullshit.  But her landing at Jezebel is a real possibility, and if we have an impact that will hopefully convince Nick to loosen the strings on his little Kate Spade purse and can keep our AL close.  And don’t worry, you don’t need to know about maxi-pads or broccoli casserole recipes or whatever it is those girls talk about to visit/comment at Jezebel.  And Megan has promised to police the comments over there, lest it get too serious and leave a menstrual blood stain on your keyboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 - Keep Megan in your thoughts.  She was pretty upset today, and we want to make sure she lands on her feet.  Or on some super hot hard cock, which has a way of making a girl feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming soon - Rules of Homofascist’s Army, The Five Stages of Grief, a little more about your commanding (yet oddly submissive) officer, and I am sure some other bullshit that will come up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to drink until I pass out, because it has been that kind of fucking week.  Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-3833853084906551424?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/3833853084906551424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=3833853084906551424' title='26 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/3833853084906551424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/3833853084906551424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-we-can-do-now.html' title='WHAT WE CAN DO NOW'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><thr:total>26</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1577703792491173912.post-5232487369082434653</id><published>2008-01-19T00:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T01:56:15.723-06:00</updated><title type='text'>GOOD MORNING, LADIES &amp; GENTLEMEN</title><content type='html'>Boys and motherfucking girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is one of those blogspots everyone has been talking about.  I am sorry everyone, but I don't know much about the internets, or the linking, or the MySpaces (that is where you go to have sex with 11 year olds, right?).  I know a decent amount about about tubes, but we won't go there just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am home.  I am listening to early/mid 90s Prince as you can tell from my greeting.   I have my cocktail, because Homofascist's Army fights no wars where there aren't beverages.  And I am fucking pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today are beloved Megan Carpentier, aka Anonymous Lobbyist, aka waterboarding expert, was fired from Wonkette.  And judging by the comments on her farewell, and the dozens of emails I have gotten, there are a lot of people out there who are pissed.  Megan brought a lot to Wonkette that many of us enjoyed.  Humor.  Insight into the machinations of DC, and thus reasons why we should move to Canada.  And of course some beefcake for these long cold Chicago nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some backstory:  Wonkette is the thing that gets me through the week.  I have enjoyed getting to know and respect the hell out of many of you, your humor and insight (except TheFrontPage - god that guy seems like a douchebag) and I, like many whom I have heard from, felt that with Megan it was starting to hit its stride again.  Because after the dark days of John Clarke Jr., who couldn't find funny if it were in his ass and he had two hands, a map and a flashlight dildo, some of us were worried.  Time to worry again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am starting this blog where we can get together and talk.  I have been toying around with starting one anyway.  I really thought it was going to be about tennis, and the male tennis players I want to fuck (Safin, Djokovic, Blake, Guillermo Garcia-Lopez, et al).  I even had a name - Fuzzy Balls!  But alas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have gotten some useful suggestions about how we can help Megan, protest her dismissal, and hopefully keep her in the Gawker family.  So bear with me.  I can ramble.  I don't always write real good.  But in the next week I think we need to go through the stages of grief together.  I think we need to try to help Megan, because while this is fun for us, it is her fucking job and girlfriend has a mortgage to pay.  And we need to let Nick Denton and Ken Layne know that we are unhappy fags and friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1577703792491173912-5232487369082434653?l=homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/feeds/5232487369082434653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1577703792491173912&amp;postID=5232487369082434653' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/5232487369082434653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1577703792491173912/posts/default/5232487369082434653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://homofascistsarmy.blogspot.com/2008/01/good-morning-ladies.html' title='GOOD MORNING, LADIES &amp; GENTLEMEN'/><author><name>Homofascist</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01073037528556454772</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_ykFDMr4uYxE/R5erlAfuA3I/AAAAAAAAADY/70327M6Kjv8/S220/bertsmokes.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry></feed>
