Nazi Buddha – Taipei, Taiwan
I'm too lazy to search this on google but I must say that this Buddhist temple with the swastika symbol is the first (and last) striking thing that I saw on the journey to and from Taipei airport.
It's cray cray isn't it? I'm sure it means something different. I think I've read many years ago about all these kids wearing swastika signs on clothing in China.
Domestic Daddy is the Gay Bree Van De Kamp!!!
I don't know about you but it's no secret that my biggest fear in life is to end up alone when I get old. I'm sure if you go to your local gay club you'll see what I mean. I don't want to be like one of them crusty and musky men in their late thirties or early forties, still hanging out at bars and nightclubs, eyeing everyone up. Let's face it — men, by nature whether gay or straight, are promiscuous perverts who can't keep their pants closed.
My new favourite blogger Christopher (aka Domestic Daddy) proves that not every mature, manhunt-hopping gay man ends up in a leather harness, getting fist-fucked in a sling while high on crystal meth.
Yes, gay men too can happily live together forever with their adopted daughter (Chris has a cute girl named Julia), have three homes (San Francisco, New York City and the Hampons) and make Moroccan chickpea salad, Pisco Sour, Elder Collins and Caipirinha.
If you haven't seen it, check out http://www.domesticdaddy.net.
He's like the gay version of Martha Stewart and Bree Van De Kamp combined! I'm warning you… his website is all rainbows and sunshine and unicorns. Truly aspirational.
Chris is also on twitter. How can you not smile when you see tweets like "daddy made gazpacho today" or "daddy served halibut with romesco sauce last night"? Follow HIM.
There's hope, young gays, there's hope.