Joshua Cactus

She was born a boy. Well, a very feminine one but still a dong-holding-XY genotype short skinny boy from a small hood where life is not milk and honey. Then she was a hooker, then a dim dark clubs freak show and then she blew the glass ceiling and became the first transgender to sing in the Eurovision. Sticking to her filthy-mouth-best-intentions trademark she became a mega star. Performed at all the great venues of Israel and Europe, sold CD's to the Arab world and brought pride to many closeted boyz and galz across the world. The tranny that became a queen. Then there was silence, a few years of eclipse, and now she is back and it's a titanic comeback. To you Hebrew readers here is a link to her latest interview . To the more gentile audience here is another fab clip by the one and only Dana International (the Wikipedia page!!) . The man turned sexy woman who united homos and hardcore football fans at the city square one unforgettable night in Tel Aviv 1998 .

Tout L'or Des Hommes J'ai depose mes armes a l'entree de ton coeur sans combat et j'ai suivi les charmes lentement en douceur quelque part la-bas au milieu de tes reves au creux de ton sommeil dans tes nuits un jour nouveau se leve a nul autre pareil mais tu sais depuis. Tout l'or des hommes ne vaut plus rien... si tu es loin de moi Tout l'amour du monde ne me fait rien alors surtout ne change pas. C'est un nouveau voyage le destin le hazard peu m'importe qui m'a montre le passage qui allait jusqu'a toi mais tu sais depuis. Sometime it takes a Diva like Celine Dion to express oneself.

Saunas date back to Roman time. Rare ones actually still function since. Being an amateur historian with a preference to hot guys in skimpy towels I could not resist exploring one. In the middle of the old city of Vienna, amidst herds of tourist, I knocked on a hidden door shadowed by a giant church. 16 Euros later I changed my casual attire to a less then casual little towel and found myself following a hunky down marble steps into a magical world. Archways, statues, frescoes, dry and wet saunas, two bars, a small gym and long winding secret catacombs. Small and large rooms, some with videos, popped out around every turn. The place is built on ancient Roman baths and they can be seen under a glassed walkway. Old foundations but immaculate modern sanitation make the place a real heaven. I met a cute Italian and we ventured the many secret passages and made use of some. Even the Schnitzel at the bar was yummy. Highly recommended for a few relaxing (and busy) hours in the heart of Vienn...

When did the Eurovision become the biggest European gay event? Was it the Abba period? Was it when Dana International the Israel transgender princess won? Tonight we sat around at M's place, drinking, eating the usual pub crap and laughing our heads off with billion others as the most buizzar and campy show on earth took place. What a show: The cute Greek guy, the prancing Turk, the German Manson look alike. These were all intros to the two big ones, the amazing voice of the butch les from Serbia and the pointy silver tits of the Ukrainian drag-queen. As the scores were broadcast from Euro-Asia we discovered some unknown capital cities (where is Yerva kids?). Content with the winner, Marija Serifovic - Molitva (Prayer) - of Serbia, we went our ways. I bet you the Ukrainian DQ is going to be all over the coming Pride events of the world. It's the Gay World Cup, not the Eurovision . Here is the video of the winning song. See you next year in Belgrade .

Oh My God. I never had better sex in my life. The guy who came up with two people in bed slightly intoxicated and highly motivated is a genius. Or if you wish the evolutionary cards were dealt particularly well for this specific couplet. If you have not experienced hours of passion with a man you couldn't have dreamed up yourself you have not experienced life.

Just discovered this fantastic photographer Dylan Ricci . Almost on the verge of porn but still feels right.