Posts Tagged ‘Summer’

In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with the George Washington Bridge. There is a pastel hue to the sky today that I haven’t seen since ____, which makes me think that summer is approaching. It reminds me of the sky I saw not too long ago in Vienna, although there the tones were […]


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 […]


In which The Gay Recluse succumbs to annuals. Now that it’s cooled off a little, we’re starting to get some blooms. You could probably read a lot into that, and we’re not stopping you. For a cheerful alternative to morning glories, give black-eyed Susan vine a try. —Willi Galloway


In which The Gay Recluse takes what he can get. Summer is by far the worst season in Washington Heights. Stereos are constantly blaring, there’s trash everywhere, the elevators and street corners are filled with macho-man drunks. When a woman walks down the street and these geniuses make a big production of staring at her […]


In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with the George Washington Bridge. Yesterday. Today. 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 to a buddy on the ground below. –Ryan Pissed and Petty (March 31, […]


In which The Gay Recluse becomes increasingly obsessed with The George Washington Bridge. Today we were reading on Gawker about how to be a successful traffic whore blogger. Number one was “listicles,” which we sometimes do.  This is sort of a list, right? Then “creating coherent characters.” We definitely could use some work in that […]


In which The Gay Recluse languishes. Yesterday we went for a run, even though it was 156 degrees out. When we were young, we laughed at the heat. Let’s just say we’re not as young as we used to be! Today we’re not going anywhere. Even though we’re kind of in the mood for a […]