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January 3, 2007

vapid items of interest

Fashion Tips for 2007:

- You are not a trucker nor a redneck, please lose the jaunty cap;
- Only a few people were actually "Punk" back in tha day, and there are even fewer today. And you're not from Manchester - lose the fauxhawk;
- Crocs: No. Absolutely not. Never. Nuh-uh. Nope.
- Again, for the last time: NO POPPED COLLARS!

From The Washington Blade's Bitch Session, which I rarely take seriously:

We were always too old, too fat, too hairy, or not built enough for Nation, and you made us feel unwelcome. Then we got our own party. Now that Nation is closed, you’re trying to take over with your bitchy attitude, drug ODs and childish — and sometimes violent — behavior. Thanks for ruining Blow Off, circuit queens.

Well, not all that's pretty ruins Blowoff, and Bears aren't always the most inclusive either, as they often seem to have a minimum wieght requirement in their circles. Let's lose the vicitmist voice and learn to appreciate a little more diversity. None of the freaks and geeks that showed up back in tha day are going away, and the clubbie gurls will soon find a more suitable venue for their extracurriculars. Not all that's pretty is dumb and bitchy, and I have some pretty bitchy-looking friends who have a heart of gold. Besides, I was getting concerned that Blowoff was going to turn stale with just da same Bears showing up time and again. It's interesting to see new faces, but in the end we always seem to congeal into our own groups like Cheerios in milk. Try talking to a pretty circuit queen some day - you might find yourself making out with them all of the sudden. (Shhh...don't tell anyone - it's really fun.)

I missed this on Jay Leno: Crocodile Hunter Meets Ross the Gay Intern.

Hmm...interesting. It seems my coworkers came back to work yesterday. But I didn't, thinking today was the day to come back after the holiday. I guess I wasn't ready to come back.

Posted by jimbo at January 3, 2007 9:54 AM

Comments

The angry D.C. gays were out in force at the November Blowoff. It was pretty bad. I almost saw a fight break out near the doorway.

Posted by: Aaron at January 3, 2007 11:14 AM

When I saw that I immediately thought you wrote it - especially after your little "incident" with the guy who kept rudely invading your personal dancing space.

Posted by: TSheehanDC at January 4, 2007 9:33 AM

A fight at a concert!? Wow, it really is drawing the punk crowd!

Ah, just like the good ol' days.

Posted by: Justin at January 4, 2007 1:04 PM

Hey Jimbo, I've just recently stumbled upon your blog (have met you a couple times, including during your apparently disappointing experience with Austin's tubing trip this summer) and definitely don't identify/qualify as a bear, but I want to echo your comments.

I've been going to Blowoff with some regularity since way back when it was down in Backbar ... because I like Bob's music. I have friends who are bears (well, more like cubs or otters, I suppose), friends who are alterna-gays, and several who would qualify as self-appointed "A"-listers. I feel comfortable around all of them and at all of "their" venues (the Eagle/Blowoff, Taint, Halo/the Diner, respectively). The death (mercy killing?) of Nation doesn't have to mean the ruination of Blowoff. Except for the overcrowding part, I like that the crowd there is even more diverse now. The proper response to cliquery/bitchiness is not reverse cliquery/return bitchiness.

Posted by: Rob, who at 32 still couldn't grow facial hair to save his life at January 4, 2007 1:24 PM

Jimbo, you're sounding very angry. Perhaps you need a relaxing cup of tea and a homemade chocolate chip and toffee cookie? I have to say, that on the right guy, the faux-hawk is very hot. Think the many incarnations of Uncle Ruphus.

I've found that there have been changes in Blowoff, and some have been a great adjustment. But the core is still the attraction: the best danceable music DJ'd anywhere I've been in many years and good friends.

Posted by: copperred at January 4, 2007 2:03 PM

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