Joshua Cactus

After a short shaky flight from NYC to Montreal (Do they use little planes so it will take longer and we could feel we are getting our money worth??) I met my dear friend D. We went to college together almost 15 years ago. Scary thought. The city is beautiful, large but cosy. Somewhat European with all that French around yet obviously North American. D is marrying his boyfriend of 8 years next month. It's all very hush hush as they are planning on a small family event. I guess they are not willing to expose aunt Willma to the queery bunch they usually hang out with. After spreading my stuff all over their massive loft I headed to the city center to find some adventure. It didn't take long. Montreal has a downtown stretch nicknamed "The Village". The only farm animals in this village are muscle boys, lesbos with kids and punk twinks on the prowl. Even the policemen have shorts, bikes and over developed calf muscles. That's where I met N, a cute twink now mastering...

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.

We wanted to have a farewell in a different scenario so we went north. Somewhere up in the Carmel, overlooking the forest and the sea, we found it. Three nights in a retirement home.Totally immersed in earthly delights. Long easy breakfast on the balcony followed by the hot steams and the jacuzzi. Lazy lunch on the lawn smoking a hand-rolled cigar. An hour at the gym then some steamy physicals on the white linens. We are together, occasionally scratching each other, other times cuddling. I can see a future in his green eyes. In two weeks we will be facing a new challenge. Will this cactus be able to handle LTR? The above image from Dylan Ricci works well for this weekend.

Want to discover the Middle East? How about checking yourself in for a night at an Internal medicine department at the Tel Aviv medical center? Like that old Benetton united colors add it's just full of the widest collection of skin tones and languages you can find. The department where I did my six month internal med rotation was an extreme example. Nurses and doctors, patients and families stuffed into a long neon-lit floor with very little in common except all were very busy being sick or trying to get rid of it. We had Muslim nurses, Russian-Jewish doctors, Ethiopian staff members, immigrants from all over the world. The sexual orientation was from a military macho straight doc who likes them young and tender to the flamboyant gay nurse who loves them big and hairy. Hebrew was the common language but not many were truly fluent. Like a mini New York City or an ancient merchant port in the Roman empire all sorts of colourful people managed to get along and continue with the busi...

New image by Emile Walters

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

Take a look at my daily desktop from Envy Man magazine.

Another thing of beauty from the french team.

Taken from Dieux Du Stade : Calendar 2007 . The best wall art I have and I keep telling myself he must be smart as well...