Italia La Romantica

Since Valentine's Day wasn't too long ago and that all I seem to see are happy couples and cute photoshoots of beautiful couples, I was longing a relationship for a split second but realized I should just picture it in my mind and wait until it may actually happen.

I think I told you that after reading "He's Just Not That Into You" I realized that one should not crave a relationship but make place for one in his life in case the occasion shows up. Adn that's just what I intend to do; not be a desperate whore about it, just continue to live my crazy life until someone interesting and interested enough follows the cookie path to my stomach! 

Is there a destination in the world more romantic than Italy? Or, lemme rephrase it, is there a place in the world that's been more popularized as being romantic than Italy? The answer must be no or maybe Paris. Let's forget about Paris and bring Italy at the front of line. 

Italy is romantic and it is one of the reasons why Rodzilla has traveled there and also a reason why he will go back. Instead of telling you every darn thing I did when I was in Italy, I decided to post the most romantic pictures of Italy that I took myself with my camera to pay a tribute to that mesmerizing and lovely country. 

--> These pics have been taken in Milan in August 2010 and in Venice and Florence in July 2011.

Perfection: Brian Shimansky

As I wrote it before, I discovered Brian Shimansky through his work in "Anatomy of a Murder" by Steve Klein for Arena Hommes and just recently, the "Some Dudes Marry Dudes" editorial with Chad White. I fell for him instantly as his face is simply flawless. Actually perfect would be the word as he's got not flaws whatsoever and also boasts perfect features and symmetry. Blue eyes, dark brown hair, tall, lean and toned, Brian has it all. I'm both jealous and erect when I look at his pictures! 

Some of us still have doubts regarding the extent to which these Fashion models have good looks with today's technology enabling us to retouch everything and make everything look nicer. It is the reason why I decided to post an untraditional editorial: a series of polaroids taken of Mr. Shimansky to showcase how beautiful this man is without retouching or photoshop. Enjoy!

Best Photoshoot Everrr!!!

Models.com ought to be the best source of fresh and glossy photoshoots and editorials. Plus you always get to discover some new modelling talent, hot bodies, flawless faces, photographers, magazines, etc. As you all know, my favourite male model of all time is the one and only Mr. Chad White from Portland, Orgeon. It turns out Mr. White has done a steamy photoshoot with another red hot male model: Brian Shimansky for Flaunt Magazine. The Fashion spread is entitled "Some Dudes Marry Dudes" which I love because it allows me to fantasize even more about Chad White being gay and myself marrying him. Check it out as you'll have foam on your lips! Drooling much! Enjoy!

R.I.P. Whitney Houston

Okay I know it may be a bit late to blog about Whitney Houston's trespassing but I just didn't have the time. Which doesn't mean I didn't care, hell no. I LOVED Whtiney and was incredibly afflicted and distressed to learn that she had passed away. The way I got to learn was actually pretty memorable and weird. I was working at my restaurant and was very busy. I had a group and needed to hurry the fuck up to bring them pieces of cake and as I was cutting the cake to serve my customers, one of the waiters at my job passed by and glanced at me with the most serious face in the world and said "Whitney Houston died".

Whether or not he knew that I was a fan, I felt like he could feel my pain! Actually, Gabuschka and Nadem knew that I was a big fan as we had listened to her torch hits in my car before and had sung along with it as loud as our lungs would allow us but that waiter, I didn't know he had a clue about my Whitney fever. 

I didn't know if it was a hoax or if it was true but deep down inside, I felt like it had to be true. My dear friend Fabulous Andy was waiting for me to finish my shift that night as we were supposed to go celebrate Jizz and Larah's B-Dayz at St-Helen's Island after my shift. I rushed to Fabulous Andy and asked her to verify on her iPhone about Whitney's death. She said she couldn't connect on the local WiFi so we had to wait until we were home to ascertain the info.

I realized that it wasn't a hoax by reading the most trustworthy media source out there: http://perezhilton.com! I was so sad when I read the official announcement. The day after her death was the GRAMMYs and also my Managerial Accounting midterm exam! I was so depressed to have an accounting exam (I hate accounting) on a sunday afternoon, combined with Whitney's death, a ass-cold outside temperature of -15 and lack of sleep! At least I got to watch the GRAMMYs that evening and forget about my exam and watch Jennifer Hudson's tribute to the late'n great Whitney.

We have lost a beautiful and talented woman, artist, songtress and sista. God rest her soul. We shall never forget you Whitney, especially me, I will always love you!

My favourite songs of hers of all time:

Song of the Week (Feb 27th to March 4th)

This week I'm sick okay. I came back from Cuba last sunday and was icnredibly sick! I've had a bad cold for about a week now so I need some incentive to prep things up and chill a bit, ya know. That's why this week's winner is a southern-inspired song that everybody dances to in Cuba and every Spanish country: Danza Kuduro.

That's it, this song performed by Don Omar and Lucenzo is just contagious. I love it and so should you. Listen to it guys and tell Rodzilla what you think about it! It should heal your wounds! Enjoy!

RuPaul's Drag Race at Cabaret Mado

So as I forgot to tell you, I went to Varadero and Havana, Cuba last week! But prior to going there, The Big Dog had three big Midterm exams and a few assignments to finish before leaving "La Belle Province" for Fidel Castro's home country. Needless to say that after the two first exams, I was already fed up with studying and only felt like partying, drinking and sleeping. On the tuesday night before I left, I went to Cabaret Mado (Montreal's most famous Drag Queen Cabaret) with Gabuschka and Nadem.

It was actually Valentine's Day and since both of them are in a semi-relationship and I am not, we felt like pairing up and spending the night together. I also need to mention that we were scheduled to work together on the same evening. We didn't make big bucks that night at job but we all didn't care and just felt like partying. 

As soon as we punched out, we left the South shore for the island of Montreal where we'd make our way into the gay village. I had heard a few weeks before that RuPaul wanted to make an amateur competition showcasing the best drag talents across both the States and Canada in order to select the next candidates for his show (RuPaul's Drag Race). Trust me, there's a lot of talent and potential in Montreal, we should at least have one finalist out there. 

I was a bit disappointed to realize that neither RuPaul nor Lady Bunny was there to guest-judge! Sad was I to learn that Lady Bunny was gonna be part of the show the next week (when I'd be in Cuba)! But the show was still really funny, rigged with cracked jokes, laughs and sex appeal! Gabuschka, Nadem and I got incredibly wasted and I couldn't even drive back home afterward! I met the cutest blond twink ever but didn't there to talk to him as The Big Dog may be big, he's shy too goddamnit! I also couldn't help but notice Pierre Fitch's presence at the cabaret. For those of you who don't know him, he's probably the most famous gay porn star in Canada. He's based in Montreal and has his own production company for his porn movies lol. 

I do have to acknowledge the fact that he's cute and sexy but gosh is he short!!! He's 5'6 which means The Big Dog stands at least one head or two above him. Anyways, that was a hell of a night with us meeting and frolicking with a girl called Nadine who was an undespicable lesbian with a trashy accent and attitude (she was from Saguenay Lac Saint-Jean)!

Yisrā'el

As you already know dear readers, Rodzilla traveled to Israel last summer! I know I'm hella late regarding posting about what I did while traveling last summer but hey, better late than never!

Tel Aviv skyline

So Terrine and I flew to the center of the Middle East from London last July. We flew with BMI to Berlin and then with Air Berlin to Tel Aviv. The flight to get there was pretty pleasant despite that the temperature inside the plane was über hot! Terrine slept with her mouth open the whole time while I couldn't bat and eyelid and remained awake the whole time.

We landed in Tel Aviv at 5am and took a cab ride to the beach. We had no place to stay until at least 9h30am when our hostel (The Mugraby Hostel) would open. BTW: The Mugraby hostel sucks and their dorms are really nasty and have no A/C, not recommended! Despite the first floor of that hostel to be really yucky, we had had the good idea to rent a private room for two days, located on the second floor. Our room was nice and comfy and we had A/C (thank God)!!!

That's how we spent three hours on the beach with all of our luggages waiting for the hostel to open its doors. Terrine was stressed and she threw a tantum at the Big Dog. Hey, these things happen when you're traveling! We spent the first days in Tel Aviv where we went to the beach, discovered and visited Jaffa (the oldest town in Israel), made our first Shabbat and unraveled Hilton Beach (the local Gay Beach). 

Jaffa as seen from Tel Aviv

Needless to say that Terrine didn't really feel like going to Hilton Beach which meant walking for thirty-five minutes along the beach to see speedo-clad Jewish hunks eyeing up one another. Which is all why I went there by myself and enjoyed every second of it!

We went to the museum of old Jaffa which was very enlightening and interesting. Two days after we had first arrived in Israel, we were traveling again and took a bus ride to Jerusalem and then to the Dead Sea. Trust me, there's nothing weirder than taking the bus in Israel; first you need to go to a bus terminal where you'll be inspected and a guard will go through your luggages as if you were in an int'l airport plus you will likely end up running for the bus and be sitting next to sleepy Israeli soldies with huge loaded guns. Worse happened to Terrine and I: there wasn't enough place for us on the bus to the Dead Sea so we had to be standing up the whole ride in the staircase leading to the front door of the bus! 

Dead Sea in Ein Bokek

Terrine and I had agreed to spend a few more pesos on our Dead Sea hotel as we wanted to make these two nights as memorable as possible and also as luxurious as we could. We booked two nights at Le Méridien Dead Sea which is located in Ein Bokek, south of the Dead Sea. Trust me, that was the best hotel room and balcony view I've ever had! When we first arrived in the room, there was a welcoming chocolate cake on the counter. We both had our own King bed, a huge bathroom and a balcony view atop the 14th floor of the hotel overlooking the Dead Sea, the evaporation ponds, the nearby mountains and Jourdan far East. 

The Dead Sea in July shall make you dead too! It was FUCKING HOT during the afternoon, so hot in fact that it felt like a sauna and would make you dehydrated after ten minutes! Floating truly happens in the Dead Sea; you won't even have to walk a few steps in it that you can get to float. And speaking of floating, everything floats; even your cock'n ballz! That was a hell of a weird sensation, feeling my pecker lifting up even when resting! 

We ate the best food at the morning buffet there and had the pleasure to enjoy McDonald's food and McFlurry for dessert. We also tried Israeli white wine which was pretty darn good. We left for Jerusalem two days later. Gosh I never experienced hot weather like the one in Jerusalem in the end of July!!! I could barely breathe since it was too hot and had to purchase bottled water with Aloe Vera every twenty minutes because I had sweated all I had drunk and felt dehydrated! 

Panorama that I took from my balcony at Ein Bokek

Jerusalem was a very intriguing city to visit, we stayed at Youth Citadel Hostel in the Old City. It was pretty cool and sketchy at the same time as the ceiling is very low and the walls are all actual stones that seem to be standing there since 2000 years! Our room looked like the manger where Baby Jesus was born! The restrooms and showers were so tiny and dirty that Terrine decided not to wash herself for three days! Trust me when the outside temperature is 40 degrees Celsius and you don't wash yourself, Baby Jesus can smell you from Heaven! And hell with it!