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Today is my 4th blogiversary. My first post: I was born and raised in rural North Carolina. My fondest childhood memory is of playing in the dense, acrid, poison fog that was belched out by the county mosquito control truck, during its daily dusk-time trip down our dirt road. The cry of ‘Smokey! Smokey!’ would fly up and down Nine …

I got a few emails yesterday to let me know that according to Gay City News, I had just shocked the world of televangelism by coming out. I think I’ll call my new ministry “Joedeism”.

This is the 4000th post on JMG. As I said in December for post 3000, what HAVE we been going on about? Oh, wait. I do know: blah, bears, blah, gay marriage, blah, wingnuts, blah, Clintobama, blah-dee-freekin-blah. Sheesh.

Big hugs to all my sweet peeps who came out for last night’s final installment of Reading For Filth at Rapture Books: Little David, Dr. Jeff, Eddie, George, Chris, Craig, Wolf and everybody else. Thanks to the lesbian performers last night was easily the filthiest Filth that every filthed. (And usually it’s the men who talk about fisting and watersports.) …

Please consider dropping by tonight’s final installment of Dean Johnson’s Reading For Filth: Queer Writers Read About Queer Sex at Rapture Books at 200 Avenue A in the East Village. The show starts at 8PM. Tonight I’ll be performing a piece that appeared on JMG several years ago, but was taken down in 2005. It’s a tough story and quite …

After nosing around on some techie forums, I’ve learned that the Red Lasso videos I’ve been embedding have been causing a lot of sites to lock up. Therefore, I’ve removed those videos and reduced the numbers of days’ posts on the main page from ten to five. JMG should load for you now in 10 seconds or less*. Heh. “Load.” …

Food Emporium, 1st & 72nd, 7pm I’m standing in the bread aisle when a package of hot dogs comes flying past me and slams into the display, making me jump. Seething Man: Why the FUCK do they sell hot dogs when they don’t sell BUNS?!? Joe (piquantly): Why the fuck do they sell light bulbs when they don’t sell lamps? …

Next Wednesday, April 16th, I’ll be performing again at Rapture Book’s Dean Johnson’s Reading For Filth: Queer Writers Read About Queer Sex series. Joining me will be your favorite hairy hottie Eric Leven (left) in our fourth show together. Sadly, this will be the last installment in the series for now, as Rapture Books will be closing on April 24th. …

I’m being told by readers that the Beta version of Firefox 3 has fixed the bugs that were causing JMG to crash or freeze some of your browsers. I don’t know if the fix is related to the Blogger template or to the Javascript embedded in some video players, but whatever, yay. Y’all should upgrade if you haven’t already and …

From the NY Times: They work long hours, often to exhaustion. Many are paid by the piece — not garments, but blog posts. This is the digital-era sweatshop. You may know it by a different name: home. A growing work force of home-office laborers and entrepreneurs, armed with computers and smartphones and wired to the hilt, are toiling under great …

One of my two most vivid childhood memories is standing in my grandmother’s living room in Newark, at age four, pondering all the adults’ horrified reactions to the assassination of JFK. I didn’t understand what had happened, why the women in my family were sobbing as the men spoke quietly with grim, fear-filled faces. The other memory comes from when …

My obsession with statistics goes into overdrive in the face of the magic of Google Analytics, which reveals some interesting tidbits about JMG readers. For folks dropping by in the last 30 days, by far the largest chunk of you are in NYC, about 11%, twice as many as #2, San Francisco. The top twenty: 1. NYC2. San Francisco3. Washington …

There’s a short interview with me in this month’s Junior Magazine in a feature titled “Blogger Power.” While I don’t speak Portuguese, Junior seems like a Brazilian mash-up of Out and Instinct. There sure is a lot of eye candy there in between the stories. Besides JMG, the story mentions Queerty, Made In Brazil, Andrew Sullivan, Towleroad, Ooh, La La …

(Via – Slog.)

Last night’s Reading For Filth show at Rapture was extra fun. Chadwick Moore opened with a strangely compelling story about a disabled boy having gay sex for the first time, Sam J. Miller followed with his tale (NSFW) about a runaway and his much older lover crashing a fancy party, then Eric Leven (pictured below) read his affecting tale of …

And since so many of you have asked, here’s the MySpace page of Nima Daivari, the model in the ad.

Here’s the ad that will appear in tomorrow’s bar rags for the next edition of Reading For Filth, in which I’ll share the stage with Eric Leven, Sam J. Miller, Chadwick Moore, Jonny “The Gay Pimp” McGovern, and Sherry Vine. And no, I don’t know who the model above is. Rapture Cafe & Books is located on Avenue A in …

Wednesday, January 30th, I’ll be appearing again at Rapture Books’ Reading For Filth: Queer Writers Look At Queer Sex series. Also on the bill that night is Eric Leven and Sherry Vine, with more to be added later. I’ll be reading an X-tra filthy new story and will post a reminder next week once the ad comes out. Next week’s …

Well, sorta kinda. Ish. Very ish. Years ago I belonged to an online chat forum populated by aspiring writers, artsy types, and other regular mo’s. One of the forum members I befriended was Steve Schalchlin, the award-winning musical theater writer and performer that I have mentioned here many times. Some of you know Steve from his hit Off Broadway shows …