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About Just out. (Portland, OR) 1983-2013 | View Entire Issue (Jan. 18, 2008)
JANUARY 18. 2008 iu StOUt New Year's A streak of inspiration I ’ve never liked New Year’s Eve. All that forced frivolity seems silly and geared for repressed, middle-aged straight folks. As a gay man, I can have a wild time any night of the year. (I don’t—but I could.) As a result, 1 usually just stay home. So this year, I was determined to learn how others enjoy the celebration, and I began inquir ing about their most memorable New Year’s Eve. At Holcombe Waller’s holiday party, the only other Floyd I’ve met in Portland, Floyd “Rocky” Montgomery, told me 2006 was his favorite because he and friends “gave ourselves champagne BY FLOYD SKLAVER enemas,” which just goes to show that gay guys can be as silly around the holidays as straights. Eric Skinner remembers being at the Trevi Fountain in Batie reminisced about the Oregon coast with Rome, and Devan McGrath recalls putting on a drag a “bunch of geek friends,” one of whom is involved show at Nocturnal, Portland’s now-defunct all-ages with tracking whales via satellite, aka the “Whales club. Matt Hope is “still hoping for a great in Space.” Steve Cookson holds dear a night in a evening,” while Skip Flinn springs to Oklahoma hotel overlooking Times Square watching the ball City to see alt-rock band The Flaming Lips in drop. Bobby Black does, too. He and 10 others concert. Skip is a recent transplant from Lawrence, were invited by a close friend, but the celebration Kan.; he’s only staying a few months before relocat turned bittersweet when he returned home to learn ing to Pocatello, Idaho, for a job coaching that the friend was dying of AIDS and that this trip University of Idaho’s debate team. was among his final wishes. Dylan Craker, Bobby’s beau, said the past New Year’s Eve was the best because it was the first the young cou ple spent together. “We opened a bot tle of wine,” Dylan told me, “and then the blinds to watch hundreds of people run by in the annual marathon.” Rocky Brewer, whose “tonal pop” album, Beautiful Thought, comes out in mid-January, remembers his sister exploding Floyd parties with Nick Orr (left) and Rocky Brewer. “the biggest, loud For a number of guys, artificial stimulants fueled est firecracker I’ve ever seen or heard.” Nick Orr the fun. Wayne Bund passed his most memorable has fond memories of a party his parents threw New Year’s Eve in New York “getting very drunk when he was 12. They had a disco ball on the and making out with a gorgeous black guy." The ceiling, and the walls were covered with mirrors. passion continued until Wayne passed out. He “I lay on the floor,” Nick said, “staring up, watch woke up not knowing where he was but finding the ing the lights.” Then, wistfully, he added, “I haven’t man’s number in his back pocket. David Fletcher had a good one since.” got loose enough at a New Year’s Eve house party 1 feel the same way, Nick, which is why I start where “We all took off our shirts to compare pecs ed this exploration. Yet, despite the many sugges and abs,” he said. “Sadly, I lost.” tions, Marc and I decided to hang out in our The following week, Thomas Lauderdale and pajamas with a close group of friends and play Philip Iosca hosted a hullabaloo at their downtown games. After two hours of Fake Pom Charades, digs. Padme Snodgrass shared a sexy story of a new where the clues are imaginative pornography titles year’s in Kansas City, Mo. (Suffice to say, there’s a lot (my favorite was Guess Who’s Coming to Rim Her), of heart to go around in America’s heartland.) On someone (OK, it was me) suggested we ring in the the flip side, Stevee Postman spent a pleasant New new year by streaking around our host’s Irvington Year’s Eve at a Billy Club gathering in the moun neighborhood. tains. (Billy Clubbers are gay men in northern We were joined by a clan of straight people, California who regularly share spiritual practices.) some middle-aged (but definitely not repressed); it “There was complete quiet in nature,” he said, “just was the perfect way to say goodbye to the year that me and the snow and the mountains.” was Out Going. Tales of out-of-town fun were typical at Sticky, Andrew Haddock’s 17-year-old creative agency F loyd SKLAVER wan« to know about your event. with offices in Portland and Amsterdam. Alan E-mail him at floydsklaveiQcomcast.net . 37