BenjaminNicholas

115 mph on the German autobahn in a Mercedes AMG GT-63 S. 120 mph on TX SH-130 in a BMW M5. While I like fast cars, I don't routinely do stupid things like the above speeds.

I agree with others here who felt the mainstream review Streisand comparisons were unfair. I'd never expect Beanie to fill those shoes, but do take issue with there being a multitude of 'non-name' theatre people who could have easily knocked this one out of the park. It's clear they wanted celebrity on their side instead. The business of Broadway is that they have to sell seats to tourists. It is what it is. Criticism aside, I hope the show runs a long time. I never want to see anyone lose their job.

Saw this Friday. Beanie can't sing the songs. Ramin's talent is wasted. Lynch is funny, but in whole other show. Cheap set. Dull costumes. Circus-like tactics to get the audience excited. This Fanny wasn't so much Funny as Fatigued.

Just saw this on Saturday. Rockwell is a revelation. He understands the rhythms and cadence of Mamet. Watching him deliver this show was a brilliant lesson in paying attention to script punctuation and always being present. Criss had a throwaway role with a couple of nice punchlines. He tried to hard to sound 'dumb' Fishburne was out with COVID and his understudy, Ray Anthony Thomas, with less than a week of rehearsal and never having gone on, was right up there with Rockwell. They went toe-to-toe and it was great. Circle-in-the-Square has always been the most intimate house on Broadway and the set will either fascinate you or cause you to feel even more cramped in the space.

Fuck, it's gonna be a long three hours when I see this next week.

Because it's a direct EFT, it's a black or white thing. You can always call your bank to confirm. If they say yes, then the money transfered. You did your part. End of story. I get that cash is king, but I also wanted to give you perfectly explainable reasons why someone might want to do this.

Zelle, due to being sponsored direct through banks, is a tough one to scam. Perhaps he just wants to claim it on taxes so he can build up to buying a car, home, etc. There are many legit reasons escorts would want a controlled papertrail.

Oh. My.

Agreed, on both accounts. Without theme parks, Orlando is a city filled with cardboard chain eateries and slummy old strip shopping centers. Just add in some boxy, old timeshares, a murky man-man lake and there you have it. There are pockets of wealth, as well as a small community of artists who try to rise above Disney. It's a tough road to hoe. The overwhelming planned homogenization in Orlando- aimed at making families feel comfortable- is often the culprit in robbing the city of real personality.

You have actual decent hotels in Barcelona. There's no reason to waste money at an Axel. Cotton House. Mandarin Oriental. Seventy Barcelona. Casa Bonay. The Wittmore.

Gone to a heavier actor? Please let's not let society become this fucking PC, where if you're playing a gay character, you must be gay (etc, etc, etc). Actors act. A truly great actor can play a multitude of roles. Are we now going to shit on Meryl Streep for her having played dozens of roles with foreign accents that certainly weren't her own? Let's also be honest: Movies and TV are a business. Names like Zellweger get people watching. You don't produce a movie or television series, spending millions of dollars, and not expect some kind of return.

Always have control of communication when dealing in this kind of business. I never communicate through RM, as I don't want their platform to be the clearinghouse for my conversations with those who contact me. I have an auto-reply setup that gives them a quick 'thanks and hello,' but also makes it clear that I only move forward through private email (which I supply). Flakes and lookie-loos are just part of the job, unfortunately. @Jarrod_Uncut, Grinderized is a great term and I'd agree. It caters to a low attention span and has conditioned guys to communicate in the most primitive ways. I'd also add that taking down your number off any advertising would be a good idea. You can't leave yourself too open to communication for everyone out there. Think of it as having your inner-group, who always has access and then everyone else. Keep everyone else at arm's length.

I live in Texas. The state isn't all that big on recycling. But that said, now that Nestle owns Freshly, they made it a little easier, but there's still those gel packs to deal with. You still have to dump the gel and then recycle the plastic around it. Factor75 uses frozen water packs versus non-toxic gel, so you can just throw the whole damned thing into the blue bin.

In a perfect world, you'd be exactly right. However, this isn't a perfect world and truly anonymous, unplanned sex turns a lot of guys on. While letting their dick do all the thinking, I've heard some incredible (both sexy and stupid) stories of situations people have gotten themselves into. With many guys, that edge of fear is what makes the experience work. It heightens a situation. An overplanned 'scene' is what ruins it for them.

I did that once. Doc told me I was *this* close to 'breaking my dick,' as he so eloquently put it. It was an ugly looking recovery. I learned my lesson.

You are welcome to put packages in my slot anytime you'd like.

Keto on Factor75. Have used them for years, occasionally with Freshly to mix things up a little.

It's Mike McGrath and he's a fantastic actor. Can play comedy very well.

The best part of that revival (to me) was Megan Mullally. She was a terrific Rosemary.

Re: Broderick I feel his wooden nature has a very narrow window of use. It worked well in The Producers, as his Leo was awkward and nebbish. It was a perfect foil to Nathan Lane. But in shows like How To Succeed and Nice Work, it just came off as unprepared and wooden. His early dramatic work on stage was solid.

When an escort asks you this kind of question, it's because he wants to know not only what your specific hot buttons are, but also if there are any things to avoid. A tiny map is better than no map at all.

Neil Simon requires charm. Neither of them qualify at this point.

Paul Lynde would like a word.

So many people forget that as soon as Effie is done singing the song, Michael Bennett immediately rushed the new Dreams onto the stage to sing 16-bars of Love, Love Me Baby. It was his way of taking away Effie's thunderous applause and giving it to Deena, tricking the audience just before curtain for intermission. While I wasn't around yet for the early days of the show, reading stories on how Bennett wanted to play these kinds of mind games with the audience was fascinating. It reminded me quite a bit of Cabaret when the Emcee, singing If You Could See Her, hits that last sentence and flips the whole audience on their ass.