Brian Kinney

10zlaine visited this weekend. We ate lots of yummy vegan food, dropped by a hideously lame sci-fi convention in Long Island, and attended an incredibly cool horror convention in Manhattan (where we observed lovely nightmare art and heard Harlan Ellison gossip about Samuel L. Jackson).

Also we watched the first season of Queer as Folk. And really I have only two words:

Brian Kinney

I have other thoughts (the writing is so cliched that not only did I know every "plot twist" in advance, I could actually recite lines of dialogue before they occurred; and what's with the reliance on essentialist biological gender stereotypes--men just want to fuck as many people as possible and women just want to coo nauseatingly over babies?)

But these thoughts are pretty much overruled by Brian Kinney.

(I'm not sure if it's more I want to be Brian Kinney or that I want to fuck Brian Kinney.)

The whole thing with him not embarrassed to drive the spraypainted car...? That's who I want to be.

I think maybe I should re-read Chase's story. But first I have to go buy and watch more seasons.... (don't spoil me!)