So I'm making this from-my-work-desk post only because this is something special. The Washington Blade, one of DC's most circulated gay papers, did a short profile on me in this weeks edition. Besides you guys getting to find out my partial government name, I talk about what I believe in, who my heroes are, and what advice I'd give to gay teenagers. Every one that has read it so far thinks it's a pretty nice article...maybe you will to. Come back to the comments and let me know... Washington Blade Article
Love,
Joey Bahamas
(Picture from the Blade)
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH P.S., it's a bad video but DC's Most Fabulous caught me in the club a few weeks back, as I was being called out. You can hear them chanting my name. If you look close you can see my hair, and towards the end of the video me dipping like fiiiiish! LOL
SO I'm experiencing some trouble with my computer at home. It's some kind of virus or something...I don't know. Anyway, this means I'm going to be a away until I can fix the problem. I don't like posting at work and I think it may actually be against the rules. I have news, and stories and things...but I guess you'll have to wait.
You can keep up with me via my Twitter or the "Quickies" section on the right side of the blog!I'm all high-tech...you can't take me...lol!
...Roland Martin (Commentator, CNN analyst), Michelle Singletary (Finance Columnist, Wash. Post), Bay Buchanan (CNN Contributor and Pres. of The American Cause) and Hilary B Rosen (CNN Contributor and Editor at large, Washington Post)!
I saw all of these people and met most of these people at the "Refresh the World" symposium sponsored by film maker Spike Lee and Pespi held at Howard U. ("H.U..."You Know"), thanks to my media pass. These are some of my favorite people in the world, and I was most excited to meet some of the political and intellectual powerhouses that showed up for the event like Donna Brazile, Sharpton, Jackson, Rosen and West. Just so you have a visiual...please get in:
_____________________________________________________________________________________ Song du jour: "Spotlight"- Jennifer Hudson
I'm kind of wrapped up in the whirlwind that is inauguration, as is the rest of DC. I've actually avoided most of the parties, balls and events...but I'm up early this morning to head to the "Refresh the World" symposium sponsored by Spike Lee and Pepsi. Some of the panelist include Sean Combs, Arianna Huffington, Queen Latifah, Michelle Rhee, Rev. Al Sharpton and Dr. Cornel West. You know I'm excited...and I have a media pass because of HRC, so I get to meet these folks one on one if they decided to stick around in the media room after they speak. Sweeeeeeeeeeeet!!!!!!!!
Check out the release:
MONDAY, JANUARY 19 - 8:30 a.m. - 7:00 p.m.
Cramton Auditorium, Howard University
PURCHASE, N.Y., Jan. 14 /PRNewswire/ -- Pepsi is partnering with Spike Lee and Howard University for the "Refresh the World" Symposium to address issues ranging from the economy to Black America and more. Leading experts on education, economy, gender, hip hop and Black America will help mark the start of the new Presidency by raising their voices to "Refresh the World."
Limited free tickets are available for D.C. area university students (e.g., Georgetown, GW, American, Gallaudet, Catholic), and on a first-come, first-serve basis at the Howard University box office.
Pepsi's support of this event is part of its brand re-launch around the ideas of hope, positive change and active participation, through forums, out-of-home communications, television and digital communications. Please let us know if you would like additional details about the event.
WHEN: MONDAY, JANUARY 19 8:30 a.m. - 7:00 p.m. with five individual sessions, one hour and 30 minutes each, as follows:
8:30 a.m. - Prologue: Introductions by D.C. Mayor Adrian Fenty, Spike Lee, Howard University President and Frank Cooper III from Pepsi
9:00 a.m. - Refresh Education: Moderated by Prof. Charles Ogletree with D.C., New Orleans, New York City and Philadelphia Public School Superintendents
11:00 a.m. - Refresh the Economy: Moderated by ABC's Mellody Hobson with John Fund of WSJ, Washington Post columnist Michelle Singletary and the former Chairman of the Federal Reserve, Dr. Andrew F. Brimmer
1:00 p.m. - Refresh Gender: Moderated by MSNBC's Michelle Bernard with Arianna Huffington, Former US Treasurer Bay Buchanan and senior leadership of NOW
3:00 p.m. - Refresh Hip-Hop: Moderated by Barry Michael Cooper with Sean Combs, Queen Latifah and Chris Lighty
5:00 p.m. - Refresh Black America: Moderated by Roland Martin with Rev. Al Sharpton, Dr. Cornel West, and Congressman Jesse Jackson, Jr.
OPEN CALL: PRESS MUST CHECK IN 30 MINUTES PRIOR to each session - Proper ID required Live and/or taped interviews available with select panelists after each session
WHERE: Cramton Auditorium, Howard University, 2455 Sixth Street, NW, Washington D.C.
NOTES: Multbox available; one-on-ones must be pre-scheduled; Please contact us for a complete schedule
My Head and Heart are at war. The battle rages on fiercely in my gut where cannon blasts and clashing swords make for an uneasy battle ground. Frantically, I search for a truce of some sort...but the stakes are too high and both parties have claimed their position. One says stay, the other says go...
My Heart is brave and hopeful..."This is love," he says "...you never let love die." He believes his cause is just...he fights in defense of the most precious beauty. Nine months of history...the things we've built and they future we've seen...everything and what we've become...my Heart will not let these things fall victim to my Head.
Judicious and shrewd, the Head plans for what he knows is inevitable. He advances against the Heart with good intentions...to spare the Heart itself from greater pain and suffering. Logic gives the Head it's purpose...why hold on until the end when you know you'll take separate paths. Behavior will change, the relationship will become stagnant...the only thing that's grown to be ended is cattle for slaughter...
The arguments fall into formation...the clash is brutal and wild...
As the heat of the civil war erupts, I am drawn thin with confusion and a schizophrenia ensues...my Head is splitting, my Heart aches and I can find no refuge within. Will I allow love to perish or will logic be laid to waste...a simple "yes" or "no" is left to the Mouth to decide... ____________________________________________________________________________________ Song du jour: "Chasing Pavements"- Adele
Finding out that I got into LSE was a moment of great joy I won't soon forget. It's truly my dream school, and the acceptance has laid a career path out in front of me that I've been trying to get on for quite some time. The problem with these big life changing moments is that...well...they change your life.
Almost immediately after the initial celebration came the questions...and one stuck out more clearly than all the rest: What about String Bean and I?
For the last month or so, SB and I have been talking about our possible future together. Moving in, a puppy, rings...we were beginning to imagine the possibilities. Those were only possibilities...now, there is a stake clearly posted in the time line of our relationship...I will be going to London and that is as certain as it can possibly be.
Where do we go from here? SB is just settling into DC, with a great job and plans to get into real estate. He's never had his own place and that's something he wants to do. He has his own five year plan and it doesn't involve following me across the Atlantic. He's young..we both are...and he has his own life to lead.
It feels like we're in a relationship with a timer, and yet we don't know what the future holds. SB says that he won't move to London but that there is a possibility that may change...anythings possible. Do we continue in our relationship until the very last minute, or do we end it now in anticipation of the inevitable and spare ourselves the pain?
I don't believe in "the one"...I believe in great fits, good fits and bad fits. SB is a great fit, a very good fit at the least. We aren't perfect and we have our points of contention...one of the big ones is our differing libidos. I'm a hornytoad and SB isn't. Should we cut our losses and hope to find a better fit, or should we work it out?
I'm totally confused about this, and I think it's wearing on us...what would you do????
I'm off to Columbus, OH this weekend. More work...I have a training with our volunteers there. I'll be back on Monday. Make sure yall have a good weekend!!!!!! Mwah...
...is it ovah when someone you've never met before introduces their self to you in the airport in the Bahamas, and then says they're an avid reader of your blog?? That's ovah...a special shout out to Javon (sp)...I'm sorry I couldn't hang around and talk but I was sick, late for my flight, and ready to get out of there. I appreciate your support so very much!!!!
...is Raf Simmons the ruler??? I just live, live, live for these metallic Astronaut boots from his SS09 collection. I want them...no, I need them in my life like this very second!!!
...is this model not giving you everything you want?? I mean he is posing for blood. This is from Ontfront's SS09 collection. They wanted to be reminiscent of the underground jazz scene in the 20's. I think the concept, the clothes...it's all cute!
...would people like this make you excited to move to London too??? This artist Haluk Akakce. He lives among his 800 hats, many of them original, commissioned couture pieces. He was also Isabella Blows roommate of five years (English magazine editor and international style icon. The muse of hat designer Philip Treacy, she is credited with discovering the models Stella Tennant and Sophie Dahl as well as the fashion designer Alexander McQueen.) And his judy standing next to him...she's wearing Westwood, Posen, and Louboutin. Please get into it... (video link)
...have you ever wondered what makes an Hermes Birkin Bag so expensive?? There is a five year waiting list for these bags and they can cost you upwards of $9,000. I've always wanted one...
...and if you happen to need one in a hurry...call this guy:
My home lands squarely on the border of the Bermuda Triangle, who's three points are Miami, San Juan and Bermuda itself. If you know anything about the Triangle, you know it's a most curious place. Planes and boats go missing without a trace, people vanish never to be seen of or heard from again. There are no explanations, only guesses...some claim it is the nesting ground of strange creatures, or the residing place of the great lost city of Atlantis. Others posit that because of ocean currents and trade winds, it is the home of weird weather phenomenon that can suck ships under water or push airplanes into the sea. Whatever it may be, I know that at least where my home lies there stirs a vortex of confusion that has the power to unhinge my mind and blow away my certainty.
I always believed that home should be a place where everything was okay, where things always seemed right. Growing up, maybe in just the way I remember it, things were absolutely perfect. I've always had everything I need and almost everything I wanted. For the most part my parents were there for me, and aside from the usual brother-sister rivalry, we were there for each other too. I remember sunny summer days playing on the beaches or in the bushes, slightly chilly winters with a sparkling Christmas tree and mountains of gifts. Those scattered smiles seem to now be fading amidst the onslaught of a shaky present and a terrible future.
I've tested the depths of my mind for when it all began. And for as deep as I can go, I believe things began to fall apart when I found out that my grandmother was "sick". The good Anglican woman, a beauty of legend, mother of three successful children...she was an alcoholic. And then I realized my family's penchant for keeping up airs.
I soon noticed a rift growing between my mother and father, one that I tried to hold together with all my strength. But I fear I was not strong enough, and before I knew it I was thousands of miles away at school, and things began to fall apart. For the longest I couldn't function, I blamed myself because I left. My sister didn't take it to well...time pasted and things became worse. Divorce, pregnancy, and scandals unnamed...I couldn't write what we've been through over the last 3 years as a family. I feel broken...
Home became I place I would avoid, I feared what I was walking into every time and this past trip was no exception. When we fought, I hadn't cried that hard in years. Beyond being unscrupulously outed by my sister, above me feeling discarded by my mother, and outside of me being uncertain of my what my father thought of me...I was being told that I had changed, that I was something different, something that caused other pain...when for the life of me I didn't see how...when as I looked around me, everything else had changed, nothing was how I remembered it, none of this felt like home...I felt broken...
What is home, if it's not a place where I can for once feel sane and whole? It's bad enough that I can barely step outside into public, without being looked at strangely or being called a sissy or a faggot out right. Being me is dangerous where I come from. Why is it that I can't find rest even with those who bore me, those who are my blood?
Being home is all consuming...It brings me to a complete state of confusion...about the things I remember, about the things I think I know, about the things I believe, about the decisions I've made and about the future I see for myself and those I love. I am set adrift in a sea of questions as many shades of blue as the Bahamian waters, but I feel like there is no land in sight. I am tired and I feel like I don't want to go back, and I don't want to be anywhere...
What ever mysteries the Bermuda Triangle may hold, the questions end at its border. Because there is no mystery about what controlling, destructive force lies in wait on Grand Bahamas' shore...it is a vortex of confusion...it is my home! _____________________________________________________________________________________ Song du jour: "Here's Where I Stand"- From the movie CAMP feat. Tiffany Taylor
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