• Crazy comedy duo Joey and David drum up some laughs with this Gap-spoof. Also, QueerSighted's Kenneth Hill thinks that David's "hot". Pass it on.

• Hyatt Hotel ain't down with gay romance. A Houston branch of the hotel chain removed gay romance novelist Lauren Baumbach's very homo promotional materials. When she tried to reason with a customer service representative, he cut her off, "I’m not discussing this with you.” Must not be much of a reader.

• Boy George allegedly has a history of hiring whipping boys. From pop bitch: If George's New York neighbours are to be believed, [Auden] Carlsen is not the first escort he's picked up for this purpose. One tells us that George often brought young chaps back to his apartment for a session with whips and chains. The neighbour regularly resorted to banging on the walls and shouting, "Can you just finish him off quietly, for Christ's sake!"

• White House tells Press, "Only you can or cannot support Tony Snow."

• The World of Coca-Cola Museum will host an Andy Warhol exhibit. Because how else will the World of Coca-Cola Museum be taken seriously/get visitors/get press?

• Iron Man's movie suit revealed! (PS: Robert Downey Jr as Iron Man? Our nerd side says, "no", but our inner art fag says, "yes".)

• Illinois lawmakers are considering a bill to abolish the written consent law for HIV test. If passed, doctors will be able to test patient's blood without their approval and/or knowledge. While this may help curb infection rates, it also blurs the line between a person's rights and public health. Should doctors try to stem HIV, even if it means violating a person's right to privacy?

• Madonna got a haircut. No word on an amount, but we bet it costs a fucking fortune to look so - um...well, to have such nice looking hair. The face? Not looking so hot...

• Ellen injured! Lesbian talk show host and all around lesbian Ellen Degeneres will be performing her chat fest from bed after injuring her back. Perhaps Portia got a little rough?

• Kenya is getting lax on the fags. Gay activist Angus Parkinson says:of Liverpool VCT, a support centre in Nairobi, "Kenya is heading in a different direction from its neighbours." Well, we should hope so, because neighboring Uganda doesn't have the best record...

• Today's fag rags have less fag and more rag, according to journo Sam McManis: "Now, these niche newspapers and magazines seem more about the "active lifestyle," as the media cliche goes. Home improvement. Fashion. Celebrity culture. All the fun, frivolous stuff." Yeah, but it also brings in the ever-important dollar. Gotta get that dollar, homie...

• Candy Spelling's plan to save America's international image? More reruns of Charlie's Angels, Dynasty and, if we're in a bind, Falcon's Crest.

• On Friday, we informed you that an Arkansas man's suing his local library because his son suffered "many sleepless nights" after finding The Whole Lesbian Sex Book. Um, duh he had sleepless nights (assuming, of course, he's straight). Speaking on the brouhaha, the book's author, Felice Newman, asks, "If librarians pull such books from the shelves, where will kids find out about sex?" You're looking at it...

• Andy Warhol's the number two highest-selling artist in the world. Picasso's number one.

• Pete Wentz ain't just a make-up wearing rock star, he's a linguistic mastermind. For example, he doesn't wear eyeliner. He wears "guy-liner". Total difference. Total genius.

Life, they say, happens in an instant. And New York-based photographer Jeremy Kost's there to capture it. Readers have seen Kost's work here before - namely: his coverage of the Independent Spirit Awards.

The Texas-born artist doesn't spend all of his time on the red carpet, capturing celebs with his signature polaroid style. An aficionado of all things nocturnal, Kost has snapped many a New York night, producing thousands of images. A select few of those images made it into his show at The SoHo Grand: "Not a Play Area". Not a bad achievement for someone who fell into photography on a whim and - more surprisingly - for only about five years.

The 29-year old isn't stopping there, however. He's got loads up his sleeves. Read what he had to say about his seemingly bright future, intimacy and lending Andy Warhol a helping hand. But, first, the important shit: diet coke - can or bottle? Find out Kost's take, after the jump.

To see Kost's show, get that cute little tush of yours over to SoHo Grand. "Not A Play Area" will be up from this very second until April 15th. Plan accordingly. And, of course those of you looking to do a little cyber-stalking, you may be intrigued by his website: RoidRage.

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• British passport authorities refused four-month old Eden Lurie's picture because her hair was deemed "too spiky". To curb the problem, the gave her a digital trim. How thoughtful.

• Meanwhile, another set of British passport authorities have admitted to issuing nine passports to al Qaeda operative, Dhiren Barot. Not only did Barot want to set off a dirty bomb, he also had big dreams of blowing up parking garages with gasoline packed limos. What a chap.

• Another teacher falls prey to anti-gay assaults on free speech. Amy Sorrell of Fort Wayne, Indiana, has been suspended with pay after she allowed students to print a controversial op-ed that included such horrid homo propaganda as: "I can only imagine how hard it would be to come out as homosexual in today’s society. I think it is so wrong to look down on those people, or to make fun of them, just because they have a different sexuality than you."

• Police have finally found the body of Dr Joaquin Leal Bermudez. The Spanish hematologist went missing in Norway back in January. Police soon arrested a suspect found driving Bermudez's blood stained car, but he ain't talking.

• The Russian Orthodox Church still isn't down with gays. The deputy Patriarchate of Moscow says, "The authorities should be acting depending on public opinion which I find quite clear - open propaganda of a gay way of life is rejected by our public, arousing protests and antagonism."

• If Andy Warhol were still alive, he'd be a rich motherfucker. One of the artist's famous Marilyn's (the "Lemon Marilyn", to be specific) may be auctioned for $15 million. It's current owner bought it for $250. Shit, we need to start buying more art...

• Current Swedish law requires all transsexuals be sterilized. Now lawmakers are debating whether to let them freeze their eggs and sperm. Hooray!

• From a reader: "[HX Media owned] In Newsweekly in Boston has informed all of their freelance writers that they will not be paying them for pieces that have already been written and published in the paper. At least one writer immediately removed their column from the paper. They also dumped Q Syndicate which is where they used to get a ton of their freelance material." Note to young homo-journos: look elsewhere for work.

We were just paying a visit to our oh-so-sexy friends at My Comrade and learned something very interesting: New York City's Clampart Gallery will be presenting an exhibit of legendary art-fag James Bidgood's work. Most well known for his 1971 film, Pink Narcissus, which revolves around the masturbatory fantasies of a down on his luck prostitute, Bidgood's earned quiet a cult following. Although, it wasn't always thus: when the film first debuted, Bidgood neglected to attach his name, leading many to assume the film came from Andy Warhol.

It wasn't until Taschen published a book of Bidgood's work that he publicly came out at the man behind the queer favorite. In a 2006 interview, Sean Fredric Edgecomb asked Bidgood what he thought of the Warhol rumors, to which Bidgood replied:

Pink Narcissus doesn’t look anything like Warhol. First of all he would never put that much effort into anything, and that always annoyed me, the first reason that I don’t like things. That’s why I’m a very old corny guy, because if my Aunt Mabel could do it, it ain’t worth doin’, and for God’s sake, I loved my Aunt Mabel, I just figure if you’re going to be in a gallery, you should be able to do more than my Aunt Mabel could do.

Anyway, if you're interested, the show's running from January 4th-February 17th at Clampart (521-531 West 25th St). For more information, check out their website.

Sure, predators may use the internet to feast on unsuspecting homos, but the wide world web's not a playground for simple monsters. It's a playground for art-fag zombies, too: good old Andy Warhol been using our technological abyss to recall his past adventures.

Or, he would be if I Blogged Andy Warhol could find an editor to retype Warhol's famed diary entries on the exact day they were written nearly three decades ago.

It's the perfect job for any Warhol lover, a person who wants a little street cred and/or a perpetual loser who wants to live vicariously through a dead legend's memories. You can write things like this:

Barbara Allen came early and told us all her own gossip - she and Philip Niarchos had a big fight last night. He accused her of having affairs with Jack, Warren, and Mick. She didn’t deny it even though she says she hasn’t. He admitted to her his affair with Manuela Papatakis in the south of France plus one other plus three hookers. In three weeks.

• How long before beating a dead horse gets boring? AfterElton takes a swing at the dearth of TV-Gays to find out. [AfterElton]

• When does My Chemical Romance's next album arrive? Tomorrow! And New Now Next's totally psyched. [New Now Next]

• Which MTA bathrooms can trannies use? Whichever with which they most identify. [365 Gay]

• Another gay politician? Yes, didn't you hear? This must be the "Year of the Outing." [Sun Sentinel]

• If TR Knight and Luke MacFarlane are dating, does anybody care? Apparently. [Towleroad]

• Who's that talking to Andy Warhol? Brigid Berlin, of course! [BlackBook]

We had no idea, but September's Andy Warhol month. (According to a commercial we saw recently, it's also Menopause month. Coincidence? We think not.) Anyway, to celebrate New York Press has a dreadfully yet refreshingly piece by Viola Salzedo-Gramm chatting about Ric Burns’ new documentary, Andy Warhol: A Documentary Film, Warhol's undying influence, pop history, and some other stuff. If we were better people, we'd have read the entire thing. Again, it's sort of long. So, why don't you read it and give us a recap?

"I'll Be Your Mirror" [New York Press]
Also in this exciting issue: an excerpt from POPism: The Warhol Sixties by Andy Warhol and Pat Hackett!

Before there was Pink is the New Blog, Perez Hilton, or Jossip there was Andy Warhol. Most people know Mr. Warhol for his art, his films, and his wigs, but what many don’t know is that Andy was a first class gossip.

The Andy Warhol Diaries were written by Pat Hackett and pulled from phone conversations the artist had almost daily from the 1970s up until his death in 1987. When the rather large book was released posthumously in 1990, it acted as a social account of the 70s and 80s, a large bound edition chronicling the lives of Hollywood stars, New York society, and the glitterati of the art world.

The book is a fascinating read. Taking an insider view in the celebrity world, Andy dishes with the best of them, calling Liza, Liz, and Sophia Loren names. He talks smack about Jackie O and tells who was at Studio 54 and what they were doing.

In an age before celebrity rags and the Internet it seems perfect that Andy was first at this too. Those gossip mags and sites owe a lot to him. He was blogging before blogs even existed.

Andy Warhol superstar, drag queen, and actress Holly Woodlawn recently chatted with Bradford Shellhammer about her performance tonight in Chelsea, why she hates Los Angeles, and how Auntie Mame saved her life.

Hi Holly, How are you?

Your name is Brad?

Yes, Bradford Shellhammer. I go by Bradford.

Use that name! We were both born with great names. It means we come from good breeding. You are German? I am German too. I was born in Puerto Rico but from Germanic decent. My mother is Italian and French. I am a white woman.

How did your parents meet?

My mother’s family moved to Puerto Rico during World War II. My dad was in the military and was stationed there and that is where he met my mother. I still call my father “Darling.”

How old are your parents?

They are 80 and 85 and they still think I am out of my mind. I have no siblings so when they are gone it will just be me. I am going to be 60 in two weeks. I have lived so many lives.

Which of those lives has been your favorite?

My favorite life? You are making me think here, Bradford. Luckily, my brain is all that works these days. I still have a fabulous face, but the other bones don’t work like they used to. My favorite life is the one I am living now because I have forgotten all the others.

How did you become Holly?

I was born Harold Ajzenberg. I left Miami because I would have been tarred and feathered there. I hitchhiked and the song lyrics are true. I met Candy Darling and Jackie Curtis and they introduced me to Max’s Kansas City and then to Andy. Andy treated us like movie stars. We were on welfare and we were so poor, but at night we went to the most amazing parties. Diana Vreeland parties. I lived a double life, I did not know who I was: fabulous at night and queen of the cockroaches by day.

After the jump Holly discusses her love for Babs, why Paris Hilton needs to eat something, and Joan Rivers' penis.

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Andy Warhol once said "I am a deeply superficial person." It makes perfect sense then that he is our favorite artist. We are deeply superficial too. Especially when it comes to clothes.

Warhol loved fashion. And he would have loved Paul Frank. Everybody's favorite monkey man has recently launched the line Paul Frank for Andy Warhol and we are loving it. Much like the Warhol inspired Philip Treacy high-end hat line and the soon to launch Levi's Warhol collection, Paul Frank has delivered a knock-out mix of affordable clothing that are 100% pop. Anyone can afford a Warhol now. We recommend the $58 cow hoodie (that Bradford was rocking in the Heatherette pictures) or the black and white striped polo featuring Warhol himself. The line is available at Paul Frank boutiques and Urban Outfitters and is selling out quickly. Seems like everyone wants their 15 minutes wearing a Warhol. Thanks Donald.

According to Joe Dallesandro's website he is "one of the 10 most beautiful men Scavullo said he ever photographed. The 'Little Joe' of Lou Reed's 'Walk on the Wild Side.' The Valentino of the Underground. The crotch on the Sticky Fingers album cover. The only guy at the party willing to return a punch from Norman Mailer. The naked guy in those Andy Warhol movies. More pics of Joe Dallesandro, including a full frontal so be careful, after the jump.

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