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BROKEBACK VS. CRASH…ENOUGH IS TOO MUCH…THE OSCARS

Well it finally happened, the unbelievable…I am fed up with the Hollywood star system. It reached fever pitch last week. I was chosen by E! to announce the official Academy Awards gift basket. Now E! is a client for whom I love working. How Do I Look is like my fave gig. But the Holy Grail for me, the end all be all, the creme de la creme, my almost dream gig is to be an on-air correspondent for E! Not Entertainment Tonight or Extra! I want E! And when I say it, I say it like Missy Elliott in Honey: “I said I wan E! dammit!” My agent must really be tired of hearing that. Well last week it was sorta delivered to me in the most minute way. I got 4 minutes, which was cut down to 1 minute, part of which was me saying “$100,000.00 4 times.” The general consensus was I looked very handsome. And I was cute and funny. I was over the moon. My enthusiasm knew no bounds. I hope it showed. My dream gig you ask? Replacing Bob Barker on The Price Is Right! I love that show. I want that enthusiasm. When people get called to “come on down” they lose their minds! It must be the most fun job ever. Nothing bad ever happens on TPIR. I mean sometimes everyone over bids but then they get a do-over! Who doesn’t want a do-over? I competed on a game show once and good God in heaven how I wish I could have a do-over!

The thing that made me crazy was Hollywood was in a donut swirl last week. Which culminated in a lukewarm minute orgasm: the Oscar ceremony. Did you know that the term donut is slang for male models? Apparently male models are so vacuous and self-involved they can suck themselves off, creating what looks like a donut. I don’t know who made that up but when I lived in Milan that’s what people called my friends and I. Last week was a donut swirl here in L.A. People sucking themselves off all over the place. From the actresses being feted by every major designer to get them to wear their gowns, to the gift suites set up everywhere, sponsored by everything from magazines to diamonds to (strangely) an X-rated vodka marketed to women. And yes, I hit a few of the suites though the real ones wouldn’t let a piece of ex-reality trash like me anywhere near them.

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The Dread…

So as I sit here in my Sundari Rose and Lavender Hydrating Mask, reading the New York Post gossip section, I’m dreading the moment. The moment when I must take off my luxe, white bathrobe and get dressed. Normally I like getting dressed. There are basically 2 occasions when I leave my house; to have a laugh with friends or to make money. I’m always up for either but today I dread leaving. I must dress and go to the gym. Unless I’m being paid to do something, I’m the laziest fuck on the face of the Earth. Deep inside me there is a 400 lb., Howard Hughes with Kleenex boxes on his feet and Tivo, humming, bathing him in it’s warm, ever-inviting, glow. He’s surrounded by Krispy Kreme doughnuts, Famous Amos cookies and Papa John’s chicken alfredo pizza boxes. Maybe a few copies of Details, Italian Vogue and porn mags too…

I have to go to the gym. It’s pilot season. And I’ve been running all over the place working and auditioning. It never ends. I’m just another L.A. carpet-bagger, selling my wares. Plying my charms. I wonder if Ben Foster works out? Ben I love you. You make me happy. You make this world a better place just by being here. You are almost as cute as Wentworth Miller. Almost.

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Me On E! News!



I will be on E! News. It’s Tuesday, Feb. 28, at 7 pm PT! I’ll be revealing what’s in the Oscar goodie basket! Too bad Ryan doesn’t start until March!

I’m wearing a navy J. Lindeberg suit with a lavender shirt by Express Men.

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The Week That Was… III (Early Edition)

It ain’t over but… This is a crazy week. I’ve been working. I had 1 audition for a print ad. I hate model auditions. I want to act. And one very important call back for a movie role. Gosh do I hope I get that. I thought I’d be playing a gay guy (not a stretch) who gets dumped (eh). So my agent calls me to tell me of the call back, faxes me the sides and lo and behold, I get to the audition and they want me to audition for the lead! A bigger part. And I am not prepared. Through some mis-communication between my agent and the casting director I was told I was again reading for the co-star/love interest. Damn! So I walk in and I’m told (in front of the producers) to read for Che, the lead. “Um mm… I’m here for Tony.” “No, we want you for Che.” “Do you need some time to prepare?” One of my acting coaches once told me if this ever happens do the reading cold, right then and there. If you stink then it could be perceived as “Oh he just got the script”, but if you take time with it and stink then you just reek. So I did my best and hopefully it was enough. My face was good and so was my outfit. Let’s hope that helps. The thing is I could do this part. I am this guy. I’d be playing a clothing designer who decides he’s not gay after all. I mean I have had those moments where I wish I could not be gay. I think all gay men have them. Life would be much easier. Who would choose to have people hate you who don’t even know know you?

Speaking of hate it has come to my attention (through friends @ my forum) that there are people actively trying to close down my site. Normally I ignore ignorance. But this was so blatant and mean-spirited… It seems when I sent out a Merry Xmas/Happy New Year greeting some people received it and my good tidings pissed them off. How sad and horrid do you have to be for a wish of good will to inspire anger? Let me go further: I sent a Merry Xmas wish to all the subscribers @ my forum. That means you had to have gone through the process of joining my forum. You had to find my site, fill out a form and join. Voluntarily. Now a few people who willingly joined have come up with the idea of accusing me of spamming (which is a lie) in order to try to get my web host to shut down my forum. These are probably the same people who during Big Brother 6 called and wrote letters to Maggie’s hospital and Eric’s firehouse trying to get them fired from their jobs. These are the people who took the time out of their “lives” to start an on-line petition to have me removed as the host of House Calls (which only helped cement my position). Why? Because I suggested some viewers were going too far with their hate of the BB6 cast. It seems I was right. If you have nothing better to do than post mean things on the net about people you don’t know then you need to get a life. There are charities that need assistance. There are people in need of our help, not just money. The time spent in front of that screen could be spent teaching a child to read. But instead you sit @ home and start petitions? Or you spend hours finding out where someone you never met, who did nothing to you personally, someone who doesn’t know you exist, works and try to hurt them by trying to get them fired? And I suppose you think that the on-line friends you have who enable your bad behavior are also sane? You all need help. My suggestion? Hate on me all you want. I don’t know you. You don’t exist to me past the end of this post. The next time you feel the need to hate, donate money in my name to Project Angel Food or the National Aids Fund. These are the charities I work closely with. They each do amazing work. And I guarantee you will feel better and more useful than sitting at home typing mean things and putting hate into the cosmos. Because it comes back around. Meanness may seem funny in the moment but what you sew you reap. This is your moment in time to do something amazing. Something constructive that is bigger than yourself. Bigger than the show you watch. Or the site where you post. Do it.

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Chatting Up Boys on Connexion & Friendster…

Hi! I’m shooting a new episode of How Do I Look for the Style Channel as we speak! So much fun! It’s one of my fave gigs. I’ve been a bit remiss in my posting so please forgive me!

Friend sites. 6 degrees of separation. Disable chat function. Otherwise random boys hit you up looking for cybersex. New friend request from Hector. No. I don’t know you, you can’t collect me. I’m not a Pokemon.

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Musings…

So this would be RANDOMNESS pt. 3…

I heard my roommate having sex. The guy was cute and I’m jealous. I’m not having sex. Until it means something. I’m no longer a human dildo. Maybe I’m re-virginizing… That will last a week.

Right now I’m listening to Fire and Rain, by James Taylor. No one crafts songs like this anymore. Now all you get is Don’t Cha and Laffy Taffy. Gross.

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Oh Hell To Tha No!!!!

In a post I like to call RANDOMNESS part 2 or more musings from me…

Who the hell watches the Olympics? That should be done in 2, maybe 3 days. Tops. I didn’t get to see Law and Order tonight. And I rushed home from shopping. Law and Order was preempted by snowboarding! Snowboarding? People only want to watch ice skating. And whatever sport Apollo Ohhellyeah is doing. I had to watch Grey’s Anatomy. I hate that show. The lead actress is too skinny. She needs a sandwich. And a chocolate shake to wash it down.

I finally saw the Emma and Alex fight episode of DeGrassi. Emma won but got quite the shiner. Sean is coming back and has long hair! He’s so cute! I LOVE ME SOME HIM! You can check him out on DeGrassi Minis at teennick. Ellie dump Jimmy and take Sean back! Don’t be stupid!

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Randomness…

Random musings from the mind of…Me:

Joia said something to me the other day that truly resonated. She said “God knows our hearts.” I’ve been praying a lot lately. For grace. For guidance. For others. For truth. Prayer works. I’ve been listening to Anthony Hamilton, Pass Me Over. This is the best song ever. It takes me back to being a little boy and going to church. And singing and clapping and testifying to my love of the Lord. The further it get from that child the more I wanna go back. You see I believe in Christ and the next life. I also believe my Lord wants me to be happy. And doesn’t care if it’s with a man. As long as I live a good life and try my best and love others, I’ll see my Savior. There I said it.

Mel (my straight wife, which makes me her gay husband) and I went to see Something New. Which wasn’t, for me. I’ve played this particular game a long time. I did really like the movie. But why didn’t the producers spend some money on wardrobe and a make-up artist? It’s 2006. It’s not hard to go to the MAC counter. It’s like they told those girls to just bring something from home to wear. And do their own make-up! Why after all this time is Blair Underwood’s skin still jacked? I go to the best dermatologist in Beverly Hills. Call me Blair, I’ll hook you up! I never heard the term “Black Tax” before. Now I get to front all the sisters who give me attitude lately by saying “Don’t be mad @ me coz you havin’ a Sumtin New moment”.
Meet the latest BOY I LIKE:
Simon Baker is fine as hell. Sanaa Lathan must have been like, “Damn!”

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Countdown to The Grammys… Enough Already, I’m Staying Home!

Last week/weekend was about work. And scamming my way into the upcoming Grammys. And the parties. And auditions. And a boy I’m crushing on. And shopping. And insomnia. And random crazy ass emails.

1st and foremost, I got an acting gig! I’ve had so many auditions lately. One almost everyday. I realize I’m lucky. Blessed even. But I was beginning to panic. I hadn’t booked anything. A few call backs but no actual gigs. Am I a hack? Can I not act? Was I only good @ being myself? Hm mm… Well anyway today I booked a gig for AMC. I went, auditioned and the director said, “Are you busy Tuesday?” To which I replied, “No.” To which he replied, “See you Tuesday then.” I love that! Yippee! Add that to my 2 red carpet hosting gigs for CBS and you have a very happy Marcellas. And several happy salespeople.

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