UNDERGROUND DIARIES

Before there was Dogtown Ink there was Yahoo News Underground. At least where DI's Chief Instigator is concerned. Following are posts featuring Underground output...with a touch of contextual commentary.

douglas graff/winnie bago

The Ballad of Winnie Baygo’s Thrashed Undercarriage

I’m not so into treating animals badly. Plus I’m not gay- No, I swear. So officially kicking off the new gig by covering the 2006 L.A. Gay Rodeo might seem WTF-worthy, particularly given Yahoo’s determination to be perceived as MOR — despite its dirty, big, non-secret, Yahoo Groups.

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sister of perpetual indulgence

Gay Rodeo Curious

I had two more videos on the gay rodeo to make fast. I’d gotten wind of a thing called Internet porn with coy category names like bi-curious. Given that it alluded to internet porn, I figured it was safe to assume EVERYONE IN THE WORLD would get the joke of a clip named Gay Rodeo Curious. Plus, it was an appropriate name for a “This is Gay Rodeo”-type clip.

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goat dressing

Goat Dressing

Goat dressing was to be the subject of the third gay rodeo event. It was kind of a no-brainer, though at first I wasn’t as gung ho on the idea as Neeraj was. But he was right in feeling like we should do a clip on the event, if for no other reason than to attracts viewer to our much more thoughtful coverage (Gay Rodeo Makes You Limp, for example, a written nugget to be deconstructed here soon).

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Gay rodeo ain't fer sissies (though they did let me in)

Gay rodeo ain’t fer sissies

My first reaction to the 2006 LA Gay Rodeo was: Are you JOKING, GAY PEOPLE! It’s an election year! aren’t you already dealing with enough bull*%#? (Or should I say guacamole? Guacamoled is rodeospeak for when a dim-witted cow craps itself all over you, as in Ann Coulter just guacamoled me.)

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Gay Rodeo Makes You Limp

Gay Rodeo Makes You Limp

The 2006 LA Gay Rodeo made me limp (but only because I hadn’t worn boots for a while and I was on my feet for hours). Otherwise, I was good to go, as I sensed plenty of cowgirls and boys at the rodeo were.

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My Beef With Cowpokin'

My Beef With Cowpokin’

In case you’re wondering, I do have a beef with gay rodeoin’. But it’s not the rampant violation of No Shirt, No Service policy I witnessed at the LA Gay Rodeo.

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Earth 2 Sci-Fi Fandom

Earth 2 Sci-Fi Fandom

Having missed that year’s mother of all Cons — San Diego’s annual Comic-Con International — I wound up attending the much older and DIY-ier World Science Fiction Convention (held in Anaheim that year)…along with the largest group of social misfits I’d ever seen under one convention hall roof.

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Space Grrl

Space Grrl

Espying a shapely Trekkie in a mini uniform as she took in the attractions at the WorldCon, I began discretely shooting some video of her (read: from behind) when a nearby voice said “And she’s a rocket scientist.”

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Saving Lt. Sulu (and making bank)

Saving Lt. Sulu (and making bank)

A few years ago, the Movieland Wax Museum in Buena Park, California closed its doors for good. The museum’s contents were auctioned off, putting the wax crew of Star Trek Enterprise in serious danger of being dispersed to the highest bidders.

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Pink Monkeys at the WorldCon

Pink Monkeys Create Parallel Magic Kingdom in Shadow of Space Mountain

Something like twelve gazillion souls travel to Anaheim, Calif., every year to enter a world of wonder and walk among people clad in furry costumes and pirate regalia. That I was doing the same would have been unremarkable—had I been at Disneyland.

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