Archive for the ‘The Gay Recluse’ Category
On The Hills: Episode 1
In which The Gay Recluse loves the weeping blue atlas cedar and the first episode of The Hills. We finally saw the first episode of The Hills. Lo was really mean! (But so was Audrina.) We’re never interested in Heidi and Spencer. Mostly we watch for Lauren. There’s something heartbreaking about her idealism. We can’t […]
Filed under: Architecture, Nostalgia, Pessimism, Television, The Gay Recluse, The Summer Garden | 2 Comments
Tags: Audrina, Frank Lloyd Wright, Heidi, Lauren, Lo, Spencer, The Hills, Weeping Blue Atlas Cedar
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with The George Washington Bridge. Summer predicts the fall. I too had an obsession with the GWB when I lived in the Heights in the ’80s. Mine was doing as much cruising as possible under that majestic bridge. The “little red lighthouse” was used for a probably […]
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Tags: Fall, Summer, The George Washington Bridge
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with the George Washington Bridge. Most days we contemplate the bridge and wish that it would bring the same sense of order to our thoughts as it does the millions of cars that constantly stream over it. “I, too am obsessed with the George Washington Bridge, and […]
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Tags: August, Cooler Weather, Stress, The George Washington Bridge
In which Dante hates pigeons and windows. Friends! We are literally confronted by this thing we hate — we would kill it in a second if given even the slightest opportunity! — yet must resign ourselves to our inability to do anything about it. (Also: not every cat is a lolcat.)
Filed under: Animals, Not Every Cat a Lolcat, Resignation, The Gay Recluse, The Russian Blue | 2 Comments
Tags: Birds, Enemies, Lolcats, Not Every Cat a Lolcat, Pigeons, Schopenhauer
In which The Gay Recluse exalts in the ruins of a scalloped pediment and self-referentially quotes an earlier post. This is where John McCain will be staying when he comes to Washington Heights next week. Lol. In Washington Heights we live among extremes of material decadence and breathtaking neglect, apparent in the crumbling cornices of […]
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Tags: Dormers, John McCain, Pediments, Scalloped Pediments, Scallops, Windows
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with the George Washington Bridge. Step 1. The radar’s kickin. Step 2. New Jersey goes insane. Step 3. The bridge is serene. I, too, have an obsession with the George Washington Bridge. However, mine involves a nagging compulsion to complete a football pass from the deck of […]
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Tags: Green Sky, Insane, The George Washington Bridge, Tornado Watch
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with the George Washington Bridge. Do you remember what the sky looked like on August 11? We don’t either, but this photograph has given us a clue. “The George Washington Bridge over the Hudson is the most beautiful bridge in the world. Made of cables and steel […]
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Tags: August 11, Clues, The George Washington Bridge
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with Japanese maples. Hey there, Eskimo Sunset (Acer pseudoplatanus)! You’re actually a combination between a maple and a sycamore; we also read somewhere that you’re the most variegated plant in the world! As with all of our City Pattern Projects, we dream of the day that you […]
Filed under: Capitalism, City Pattern Project, Communism, The Gay Recluse, The Summer Garden | 1 Comment
Tags: Acer pseudoplatanus, Eskimo Sunset, Japanese Maple, Sycamore
In which The Gay Recluse goes for laffs. Sort of. So get ready, this just in from our Albany Correspondent: The framed statute is a hot gay statute: it is the pen (one of the pens) with which Gov. Pataki signed the Gay Rights Bill (SONDA for those in the know) back in 2002 and […]
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Tags: Albany, Hot Gay, Pataki, Paterson, SONDA, Statutes
In which The Gay Recluse holds a contest. Sort of. Recently our friend Genghis Kuhn sent in the following, which we are quite pleased to share with readers impatient for the latest in HGS: While this statue is from the (not free) Art Institute in the City of the Big Shoulders, I (being but an […]
Filed under: Architecture, Gay, Hot Gay Statues, Not Every Cat a Lolcat, The Gay Recluse | 2 Comments
Tags: Art Institute of Chicago, Beard Burns, Big Shoulders, Chicago, Hot Gay Statues, Lions, Not Every Cat is a Lolcat
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with the George Washington Bridge. Actually, this was yesterday. (We were so much younger then, we’re older than that now.) I, too, have an obsession with the George Washington Bridge. However, mine involves a nagging compulsion to complete a football pass from the deck of the bridge […]
Filed under: Addiction, Architecture, Bad Rock, Good Rock, GWB Project, Infrastructure, Memory, New York City, The Gay Recluse, Washington Heights, Weather | Leave a Comment
Tags: August, Football, Reverse Bob Dylan, The George Washington Bridge
In which our correspondent Robert Representative reports on women’s beach volleyball. Hey TGR: I’ve been silent about volleyball, and here we are at last. I don’t know if you want to clog up your site with traffic (what blogger would?), but here is something to consider adding: The websites for our favorite half-naked porn-athletes (pornthletes?): […]
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Tags: Beach Volleyball, Kerri Walsh, Misty May, Pornthletes, Traffic Whores
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with the George Washington Bridge. Clear skies. (Are the Olympics over yet?) I too had an obsession with the GWB when I lived in the Heights in the ’80s. Mine was doing as much cruising as possible under that majestic bridge. The “little red lighthouse” was used […]
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Tags: August, Clear Skies, Olympics, The George Washington Bridge, The Little Red Lighthouse
In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with the George Washington Bridge. “The George Washington Bridge over the Hudson is the most beautiful bridge in the world. Made of cables and steel beams, it gleams in the sky like a reversed arch. It is blessed. It is the only seat of grace in the […]
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Tags: August, Clouds, Sunsets, The George Washington Bridge
In which Dante and Zephyr take over The Gay Recluse. Empty shell + stray kitten = daily heartache. Friends, not every cat is a lolcat…
Filed under: Animals, Architecture, Capitalism, Communism, Longing, New York City, Not Every Cat a Lolcat, Pessimism, The Gay Recluse, Washington Heights | 6 Comments
Tags: Cats, Heartaches, Kittens, Lolcats, Strays
In which The Gay Recluse is flat. It was exceedingly hot and after taking all those pictures we were exhausted. Suddenly we wanted to be flat! Then we felt a lot better.
Filed under: Drivel, Gay, Health, Landscape, The Gay Recluse, Weather | 2 Comments
Tags: Flat, Heat, Parables, Parking Lots
In which The Gay Recluse enjoys the fruits of his labor. Spread the word, Alex! No pesticides and seedless, too! GR:s last posts proves my argument even further, it’s all about ATTENTION, AH THE SWEET ATTENTION! Is it worth hurting other “normal” gay men and women by spreading out the overly proud super-queer stereotype for […]
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Tags: Alex, Grapes, Vines, Water, Wine
In which The Gay Recluse visits a friend’s garden. “[O]ne can never satisfy the animal urge to escape, since from the chaos of one’s soul there is no place to escape to.” Peter Nadas, A Book of Memories
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Tags: Escapes, Hummingbirds, Peter Nadas, Souls
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