I went there once all the boys looked like Jon Bon Jovi lookalikes (ugh!) Went to the Stony Pony and headed also to Long Branch.... all terribly depressing... unless you are a) Biker, b) A chick who looks like Bonnie Tyler or c)someone who loads in every Bruce Springteen album into their I-pod. Good luch!! LOL

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Well, I'm basically going to get some time in at the beach before the summer is all gone. I am staying in the hotel conected to the fag club so I shouldn't be surrounded by the Bon Jovis. I'm generally more of the little-guest-house type but it was too late to take that route. We'll see...

You may be surprised to hear this but I almost never go to big fag clubs out of drag. I have absolutely no idea how to relate in that atmosphere. It's so not me. This is a TOTAL fag hotel, it's like living in a circuit party. It's all so foreign to me. It would have been better if I came with a group.

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The Stone Pony sounds much more fun than your hotel Missy. Just work that Messy Bonnie... Tyler look.
But please-- give the gorey details. Surely there are some, knowing you. Aand a visit to cruisingforsex.com might provide you with some mullet-wearing ideas.
I have to hand it to you though-- vacationing in New Jersey-- what a paver!

Well, I had no plans to do anything this weekend. Then it hit me that the summer was ending and I felt like I hadn't done enough summery things. This seemed like an easy last minute thing to do. It's pretty close to home.

Today was no beach day. I just took a long walk and read Spalding Gray. No wonder he killed himself. Suicide was always on his mind. I'm way to curious to ever get suicidal. I always want to know what happens next. Even when things are bad. It's like waiting for the next episode of a soap opera.

When I was a child, back in the late 50's, early 60's, Asbury Park was quite majestic and exciting. It really raced downhill in the seventies and totally plumetted into a skidrow wasteland that most of the White Trash in South Jersey stayed away from even. It has recently been resurecting thanks largely to an ever growing gay populace that is renovating many of the grand old buildings and Victorian Style Hotels. Alas so many of those grand old buildings have been demolished.

I never get down there any more to the Jersey Shore, since I don't drive, so I've just been reading about these changes. Last year, a friend of mine asked me to go down to Seaside Heights with her, as this guy with a Lincoln Continental wanted to take her down there and she said only if you take my girlfriend too. So we went down to that white trash beachtown and were ogled by guys with binoculars from the boardwalk while we were on the beach the whole time. Of course my friend has even larger implants than mine. Her friend was nice though. A Vietnam Vet who works as a toll taker at the Lincoln Tunnel. He's OK as long as he doesn't have flashbacks. One thing that kind of amazed me on the drive back up here was the high number of little craft and hobby shops down there along the highways. Every other woman in South Jersey must make some kind of craft and sell it at weekly Craft shows down there. It was unreal.

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This is a real interesting piece... thanks for sharing!!!
These smth really 'sad' about this area to me... very Sunset Blvd you know... faded glory town..
Didn't know Alen and Suzi had a place there.
Still think its a better place to go than the Hamptons!

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