Wednesday, May 28, 2008


Sailors were abound in New York City this past week, though they probably changed out of uniform if they did indeed drop by Good Times at Eastern Bloc last Wednesday.

JON JON BATTLES SUPERSTAR! DJ Jon Jon and I rarely cross paths because of our hectic DJ schedules and I hadn't seen him since he ended his legendary Monday night Homeskool spot at the Cock (now Twin Cheeks!), but we agreed that we need to tag team DJ one day soon.

Oooh. Sean (center) is another superstar DJ who holds down Mondays at Eastern Bloc and then comes out to the Cock for the after party. And then the after after party.

The Dave Gronsman crew, now with dark(ish) jeans and white shoes and of course Sean (second from right) with a ginormous bag.

Who's this tall drink of water and why is he giving the universal fuck-the-pain-away signal?

Theater queens. Can't live with 'em, can't live without 'em reenacting La Cage Aux Follies.

The Jacob Brooks-Harris crew, with ringleader at right, cheerleader at center left and unibomber at the end.

You know these two might just be sailors who read about flannels and varsity jackets as a clever gay camouflage.

See! More plaid flannels. The place was probably teaming with 21-year-old naval newbies who were yearning for a walk on the wild side.

Ah. Steven (center left) and Richard (center right). Sometimes it seems as if we only photograph our friends here at Good Times but I say the more pics of handsome men I know, the better.

Shane (left) and Devin in the classic arm-over-shoulder gay pose. This gesture goes way back to ancient Greek bathhouse times. Trust. Its in our blood.

Who are these ice princesses sandwiching Mikey and are they so cold that their friend really needs to wear an ear muff? Or is that just a really big headband?

The other Mikey (center, last name unknown so its hard to differentiate) is totally in love and moving in with his boyfriend in Brooklyn very very shortly. Handsome friend on the left, however, is NOT his boyfriend and might still be single.

STAGED! I know Pablo (left) made out with his Spanish lover on cam solely so I'd post this but it worked, so there. Sadly, Florentino flies back to Spain this week and thus commences yet another torturous LDR. (long distance relationship.)

GOOD TIMES YOU TO SWEATY FUN TIMES IN THE SUMMER HEAT OF NYC! Dude in the green shirt, gray vest totally steamed next to me at David Barton that afternoon.

Suddently everyone looks Brooklyn or European to me. But nevermind that - CHARLES! The most amazing person on earth with the bun in the back! Don't leave me!

Speaking of summer hotness! Oh, and Cameron (center right) also throws a rad Thursday party at 95 Spring, though I haven't made it there yet because I'm always feeling the after effects of Wednesdays.

Will Marlon succeed in putting his fist in his mouth? Will he wear something better than this shirt, which reads GIANT CUM? Stay tuned next week.

Everyone was so pose-y this week. Or maybe photographer Kelvin finally stopped asking guys to grope all boobies in sight.


Slow dancing at a gay prom in matching Christmas colors.

This guy is wondering when the sailors are going to arrive. Or maybe he IS a sailor and he's all bullshit for getting his photo snapped at a gay bar. Don't ask don't tell!

So sad that this is blurry because that whole vest, tie and moustache combo is precious, as is the dude on the left.

DJ Jimmy's handsome Hell's Kitchen friend whose name I can't remember (left), with JR and some dude who jumped into the background of like, 10 consecutive photos that I didn't post.

This is what it looks like when you snap a photo and then ask the guys afterwards if they'll actually pose for a shot and they're like, no.

JR and I go way, way back to a rooftop gay pride party a couple of years ago. Actually, we've spent many gay prides together and he always insists on wearing the same booty shorts.


Joe lives with East Village gay rap sensation Cazwell and used to help film Caz's pretty penis parties at Eastern Bloc back in the day. He also owns this amazing tshirt.

I hung out with Brooklyn Mikey (with photographer Kelvin in the background) till last call. He's headed to Europe this summer and will be sorely missed, unless you're a dude in Europe who wants to host him. Then you're in luck.

DJ Jimmy, dazed and confused as to how it is already 4am. See you next week!

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