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Eldergays, tell me about store-bought breakfast shakes

I’ve outgrown my days of post-gym protein drinks for “gains”. I also wake up without an appetite for a proper breakfast. Is there any benefit to drinking old-people shakes like Ensure for breakfast relative to having some coffee with toast and fruit?

I was a Carnation Breakfast devotee for a couple years, but I’m an itinerant and I travel a lot from city to city. I can’t always find it at local supermarkets.

What are your favorites? Are they worth their weight, or would one be worse for wear?

by Anonymousreply 283November 30, 2024 2:33 AM

Carnation Breakfast drinks are loaded with carbs.

If you have to drink them, drink Glucerna, which at least is low-carb.

by Anonymousreply 1August 13, 2024 3:58 AM

I don't think Eldergays are the ones who were into store-bought breakfast shakes.

by Anonymousreply 2August 13, 2024 4:05 AM

Orgain. Better quality ingredients than most of what else is out there.

by Anonymousreply 3August 13, 2024 4:09 AM

I subscribe to a newsletter that tests products for nutrition, metals, if the products is what the label says.

A protein drink that made the cut was GNC Total Lean Shake 25.

Orgain was tested but didn’t pass because the drink contained more sodium than labeled. But if that doesn’t bother you, then that is an option as well.

My dietician recommended Fairlife protein shakes. The one downside I see in that, is the amount of calcium it contains—670mg. Your body can only absorb up to 500mg at a time. But again, if that is not a concern for you then go for it.

All 3 mentioned taste good. (Chocolate)

by Anonymousreply 4August 13, 2024 4:20 AM

I don’t think I need a protein supplement per se. It’s just that even the idea of eating a full meal when I wake up turns me emerald green and I feel like I need to unswallow. Carnation Breakfast was tolerable but it’s got a lot of added sugar, and like I said it’s not very broadly available.

by Anonymousreply 5August 13, 2024 5:29 AM

Was your carnation instant breakfast made with REAL WHOLE MILK??

by Anonymousreply 6August 13, 2024 7:22 AM

Take a look at Huel. 400 cals per serving.

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by Anonymousreply 7August 13, 2024 7:54 AM

I use 2% milk usually. Is that the wrong move? I live in a small-town and typically don’t have access to oat or nut milks. I’ll sometimes crown it with a little drizzle of cream if I have some in the fridge and am feeling decadent.

by Anonymousreply 8August 13, 2024 12:06 PM

I’m skittish about these engineered foods because of things like kidney stones. I’d be interested in one that gives your body vital nutrients but not so much of any one ingredient to create other issues.

My brother lived on protein powders and veggie burgers to stay thin in his late 30’s and early 40’s, but now at 64 looks rough and has issues with his live function and blood composition. I’m not sure if this is related to his extreme dieting in the 1990’s or not.

by Anonymousreply 9August 14, 2024 1:25 PM

Drink Carnation Instant Breakfast if you must, but a lovely breakfast at your favorite coffee shop is best, especially when served by lovely staff!

by Anonymousreply 10August 14, 2024 1:58 PM

R8. Your ideas intrigue me, and I may include them in my online newsletter. I’m a very busy person, running from show to show to gallery to staged reading. Sometimes I just want to plop. I thank you for your kindness…I SHALL pay it forward.

by Anonymousreply 11August 14, 2024 4:56 PM

Drop a link to the newsletter. I always like to read up when a fellow DL’er ssums it up.

by Anonymousreply 12August 14, 2024 7:14 PM

The only shakes I can recommend now are the Atkins shakes, 15 g protein and 2g net carbs. I used Met-Rx shakes back in the day but they're not readily available.

by Anonymousreply 13August 14, 2024 7:20 PM

I like to make a smoothie regularly with a healthy plop of spinach. It looks like diarrhea but the taste and texture is tremendous.

by Anonymousreply 14August 14, 2024 7:46 PM

I’d be interested in that recipe for my newsletter…I bet it also smells *HEAVENLY*…I like to get as much protein in as possible before my morning walk, for you see, I don’t drive. It gives me much needed “me time”….I commune with nature, silently talking to the world around me. A stranger is a friend you’ve never met.

by Anonymousreply 15August 14, 2024 7:55 PM

The cross-purposes conversations on this thread are making valuable connections

by Anonymousreply 16August 15, 2024 12:12 AM

If you’re planning to journey about on foot, I want caution you from experience (one eldergay to another) - bring a map and keep your eyeglasses on a tether around your neck. Last thing you want is to get lost without even being able to read road signs.

by Anonymousreply 17August 15, 2024 2:05 AM

Just make your own shake and add whey protein to it. The processed shit is no good.

by Anonymousreply 18August 15, 2024 2:12 AM

R10 nailed it, and maybe consider sliced tomatoes or fresh fruit instead of hash browns.

by Anonymousreply 19August 15, 2024 2:31 AM

My kind of breakfast shake, vanilla ice cream in blender , cup of raspberry.

by Anonymousreply 20August 15, 2024 2:40 AM

My A1-C would go haywire, r20!

I clipped a Carnation coupon from the Courier, so against advice on this thread, I’m ready to restock my reserves.

The thought turns me emerald green, but would it be too wild to blend in some spinach and a raw egg? Maybe a drizzle of EVOO?

by Anonymousreply 21August 15, 2024 4:40 AM

R17. I shall do just that! I get lost at the drop of a hat. The light usually guides me…or I ask a friendly face. Be it human, feline, or canine.

by Anonymousreply 22August 15, 2024 8:02 AM

Strangers are friends we haven’t met yet r22! Be it a barista, librarian or a young person seeking a mentor, an Aunt Mame, if you will.

by Anonymousreply 23August 15, 2024 2:20 PM

I like Boost Glucose Control in the rich chocolate flavor. Very low in sugar and pretty filling.

by Anonymousreply 24August 15, 2024 2:31 PM

I def need to up my protein tonight!!…I’m making my big return to the theater and it’s about to piss down BUCKETS of rain….i did buy a can of boost at the cvs and used my “Extra Bucks”!! Wish me luck folks…I’m GREAT with accents, but I’m still a nervous wreck!!

by Anonymousreply 25August 15, 2024 11:24 PM

It sounds like you’re going to make a splash with the Cool Kids tonight. Best of luck; follow The Light and you’ll be alright.

Gosh, I miss those days in my 30s and 40s and even 50s where it seemed like I had a bottomless well of “energy”. After moving away from small town Manhattan, I had to take 12 or so steps away from my usual fountains of energy. I’m better off theoretically, but I just don’t get the same kick from my morning glass of Ensure or Boost or any of the other so-called “old man” drinks lol. Well, on-ward. I need the protein and vitamins, so I’ll continue choking down my morning chocolate beverage even though it’s not cutting the mustard.

by Anonymousreply 26August 16, 2024 2:51 AM

Well, R26, I *certainly* made a splash with some young children the other day!! They call me Uncle Cray-Cray, and on GUNCLES day no less!!…I skipped my morning Ensure™️, because I knew I was gonna have an ice cream cone later that day. I need to be careful with dairy, queen. It gives daddy the Hershey squirts! Not like there’s anything wrong with that!!😉

by Anonymousreply 27August 16, 2024 7:31 AM

r2, My mom was always on different diets so she had me on various diets, Lean Cuisine, Dt Coke, carnation instant breakfasts, Slim Fast, and Dexitrim. From 14 to 29, I was the sexy little thing I always wanted to be, after that the transformation was like Vanessa becoming Ursula.

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by Anonymousreply 28August 16, 2024 8:07 AM

I sure hope there are yummy protein drinks where I’m going….!! Looks like a lot of drama has already imbued my pilgrimage…so I’m gonna need more than spinach to give me energy before I plop! I’m not Popeye!!

by Anonymousreply 29August 17, 2024 11:09 PM

I wonder if delicious breakfast treats such as this can be found in far-flung places… North Africa perhaps?

by Anonymousreply 30August 18, 2024 12:17 AM

R30. I sure hope so…maybe they have something made with WHOLE CAMEL MILK!!?

by Anonymousreply 31August 18, 2024 12:46 AM

😂😂😂 🐫 🥛

by Anonymousreply 32August 18, 2024 1:01 AM

As long as there’s a bazaar in town where I can have my late 1990s Donna Karan cardigans dry cleaned, I don’t care if they only drink wildebeest milk!

by Anonymousreply 33August 18, 2024 4:54 AM

R33. Is there a Medina? A FUNKY COLD MEDINA?? By the by, apparently if you do a few “gigs”, hosting, and such, you are rewarded with a FIRST CLASS ticket to North Africa as “payment”. Granted, your “benefactor” probably has a zillion frequent flyer miles, as his company employs 80 (!!) people working projects all over the globe. on ward!

by Anonymousreply 34August 18, 2024 5:20 AM

Kevin Sessums is an asshole, but he is a human asshole who isn't famous enough to be incessantly stalked here, have accidents and ill health wished on him, and to have his health problems mocked.

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by Anonymousreply 35August 18, 2024 6:02 AM

[bold]Prologue for anyone new to the Sessums Stalkers[/bold]

Within a web of shadows, dark and deep,

A crew of malice doth their vigil keep.

With coded tongues, their plots they do unfold,

A twisted tale of vengeance, dark and cold.

On Kevin Sessums’s life, their eyes are ever bent,

A cruel delight in his torment spent.

With veiled threats, their malice they impart,

And seek to pierce his solitary heart.

Let’s watch this drama, fraught with wicked glee,

As shadows dance and secrets come to be

by Anonymousreply 36August 18, 2024 6:02 AM

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by Anonymousreply 37August 18, 2024 6:03 AM

A funky medina stench is detectable in this thread….like rancid camel milk after a long trek…

by Anonymousreply 38August 18, 2024 10:25 AM

I agree you should make your own, OP. Much better. Just mix together almond milk, almond butter, banana, cocoa powder, dates, hemp seed, himalaya salt, vanilla, and vegan protein powder. You'll be sated for at least 4 hours.

by Anonymousreply 39August 18, 2024 12:53 PM

R39 that sounds good; would you want to give specifics on how much of each ingredient?

by Anonymousreply 40August 18, 2024 1:21 PM

I couldn’t afford to keep all those vegan ingredients stocked in the little kitchens through which I sojourn. I know Carnation Breakfast may sound dreadfully “déclassé” to DL doyenne, but when you’re a citizen of the world on a pauper’s budget you sometimes have to set pride aside.

by Anonymousreply 41August 18, 2024 1:34 PM

Well, I’m off…I’m a bit frightened, as there isn’t the culture I’m accustomed to where I’m going. Nor is there the free meals, free accommodations and other people to sponge off of. I’ll make it work tho, I’ll find SOMEWAY to apply my “skillz” to get what I need! If I need to milk a camel to make my instant breakfast, so be it! I think the toilets are just open pits in the ground, so I’m excited about that!!!

by Anonymousreply 42August 18, 2024 8:27 PM

A dearth of baristas and a cultural desert, if you will. What’s a cultured fellow to do?

by Anonymousreply 43August 18, 2024 9:11 PM

A truly healthy breakfast shake does not exist.

by Anonymousreply 44August 18, 2024 10:36 PM

Eggs are a wonderful protein forward breakfast. It’s nice to spice things up and be inspired by travels…shakshuka is a peppery delight with delightful aromas

by Anonymousreply 45August 19, 2024 12:30 AM

When I was in the hospital they served me Boost. One taste and I never let it touch my lips again.

My mom was addicted to Carnation Instant Breakfast. I believe it was the chocolate malt flavor. Didn't like that either.

Instead of these shake drinks why not have real food like maybe a banana?

by Anonymousreply 46August 19, 2024 12:36 AM

R45 “delightful aromas”. We all know where THOSE will come from. Sure, eggs will help…and yes, so many new spices to explore….oh my, i’m GETTING AN AROUSAL “DOWN THERE”!!!

by Anonymousreply 47August 19, 2024 12:48 AM

I always fly Business Class or better, but I try to always use the lavs in Coach. I want the other passengers to know that I’m another noble itinerant just like them. Plus the aroma on those long hauls 😙

hashtag #grateful

by Anonymousreply 48August 19, 2024 6:29 AM

It’s useful to have a hearty breakfast when travelling to build strength for sightseeing and even traversing some rickety stairs!

by Anonymousreply 49August 19, 2024 1:29 PM

“DADDY MADE IT”…

🤮🤮🤮🤮

by Anonymousreply 50August 19, 2024 4:19 PM

Gross 🤮

by Anonymousreply 51August 19, 2024 4:23 PM

"Daddy always said you can never lose your talent!" Uh-huh...

by Anonymousreply 52August 19, 2024 4:36 PM

This place has more dental atrocities than London!! Daddy like….DADDY LIKE!!…..

CUE: 🎶”I Think I’m Gonna Like It Here!!”🎵 from “ANNIE”.

by Anonymousreply 53August 19, 2024 4:56 PM

So typical to post a pic insinuating a young man in the background is a homo. Especially in an unstable region where being openly gay can be VERY problematic.

Still, our global hobo lives in a consequence-free environment just north of utter catastrophe.

by Anonymousreply 54August 19, 2024 6:25 PM

R54. I’m glad you said it. He’s utterly clueless.

by Anonymousreply 55August 19, 2024 6:42 PM

I like the Bolthouse Farms parfaits that have fruit, yogurt, and granola. The regular version has only 11 mg of protein though. The Protein Plus versions have 30 mg. but the fruit ones don't taste as good. Dutch Chocolate Banana is the best.

by Anonymousreply 56August 19, 2024 7:58 PM

If I’m feeling decadent and have a couple nickels to rub together, I’ll sometimes zhuzh up my Carnation with a scrape of fresh Moroccan vanilla. Don’t ask what I have to do to procure that, lol!

by Anonymousreply 57August 20, 2024 2:41 AM

R57. Does it involve CAMELS? If so, POST PICS!!

by Anonymousreply 58August 20, 2024 4:41 AM

No, no Camels involved. I was a Lucky Strike daddy for years, but I finally got that monkey off my back once my Bell’s Palsy lips couldn’t hold a ciggy erect anymore.

Headed to the beach tomorrow to commune with some of the local impoverished cool kids. I’ll take notes in my Blue-Jay notebook to update y’all, or possibly start a new serial novel which I’ll stop writing after volume 6 of 14.

by Anonymousreply 59August 20, 2024 5:09 AM

[bold]Prologue for anyone new to the Sessums Stalkers[/bold]

Within a web of shadows, dark and deep,

A crew of malice doth their vigil keep.

With coded tongues, their plots they do unfold,

A twisted tale of vengeance, dark and cold.

On Kevin Sessums’s life, their eyes are ever bent,

A cruel delight in his torment spent.

With veiled threats, their malice they impart,

And seek to pierce his solitary heart.

Let’s watch this drama, fraught with wicked glee,

As shadows dance and secrets come to be

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by Anonymousreply 60August 20, 2024 5:25 AM

R59. You complete me

by Anonymousreply 61August 20, 2024 7:30 AM

Today I ran around the ruins like a demented queen, and tomorrow I’ll shit stack my experience, so you can all see what a loser I am!!

by Anonymousreply 62August 20, 2024 7:43 PM

Small town-ing the shit out of life!

by Anonymousreply 63August 20, 2024 8:15 PM

Speaking of which, I wonder if any of these random young men can direct me to the nearest Starbucks.

by Anonymousreply 64August 20, 2024 8:16 PM

R64….gotta take a dump? Or maybe you want to sample the local “aromas”??? Be sure to make a big production over the “feral cats” you see everywhere….glossing over the fact you ditched Finn and Matty so you could be 🎶a free man in Tunis, you were unfettered and “alive”🎵…😂😂😂😂😂

by Anonymousreply 65August 20, 2024 8:36 PM

Now she’s “awash” in the Tunis light. Maybe she’ll “awash”those crusty jeans.

by Anonymousreply 66August 20, 2024 9:43 PM

My friend Julie met a stranger and then she died, R15.

by Anonymousreply 67August 20, 2024 10:08 PM

Yes r66 the light, the LIGHT is unforgiving when it comes to those dusty old threadbare threads. Buy some cheap light linen caftans for lord sake!

by Anonymousreply 68August 21, 2024 12:35 AM

Wrong bus, wrong bus stop, completely unable to communicate in local language or most common local second language. So far no lost glasses, so thank heavens for small mercies. Or thank the Light, I suppose.

by Anonymousreply 69August 22, 2024 1:23 AM

Pray for the continued freedom for feral kitties in the funky hot medina.

We have an accelerated effort to snap stealth perv pics of young and VERY young men.

by Anonymousreply 70August 22, 2024 2:54 AM

The opening run-on, word salad, sentence in the weekly shit-stack mess.

“I was not heedless in Carthage, Tunisia, in the presence of this Headless Stillness yesterday and thus asked permission of this goddess - not a ghost but a permeation - before putting my arm around her form and placing my own head within the hollow of her where humanity could still be found, mine within the ancient mass of it all, fumbling about in her hallowed nothingness which, yes, permeated everything everywhere there on the stark magnificence of Odeon Hill overlooking the Mediterranean.”

Then he blathers on about some queen approaching him in Provincetown about how much his grim pillage means to him…and they both began blubbering like two old queens. How fucking pathetic. I’m sure a lot of this is embellished for dramatic effect, because that’s just his way. But two queens sobbing in the parlor of the Mary Heaton Vorse house is a picture Norman Rockwell forgot to paint.

by Anonymousreply 71August 22, 2024 9:32 PM

Ironically, he also permeates everything...

by Anonymousreply 72August 22, 2024 10:43 PM

Looks like “Daddy” 🤢 has found a new breakfast friend in the funky old medina!

by Anonymousreply 73August 23, 2024 7:51 AM

He posted his “restaurant meal” which looked like a disgusting plop, as usual…a chicken leg, a thing that looked like a log of shit (big surprise), and some weird doodie colored rice. THE ENTIRE PLATE WAS BROWN. They must have known he likes it like that. I’m certain the tip was minimal, if at all. Tipping is weird overseas so who the fuck knows.

by Anonymousreply 74August 23, 2024 11:58 PM

How many times since arriving in small-continent Africa has he been recognized by fans begging to have their picture taken with him? Have he and they been moved to tears together?

by Anonymousreply 75August 24, 2024 1:25 AM

Travel drama at breakfast time right on cue. People obviously givin this addled cunt advice at train station but of course utterly incapable of listening. So now there’s a sweltering bus with no aircon - unfit for a global grim pillager schvitzing through black rags! Dry beg for a fund top up as may now be forced to use a taxi.

by Anonymousreply 76August 24, 2024 4:57 PM

Utterly insipid. What a fucking idiot.

“Small-town Tunis. My street. Light. Cat. Stillness. A feral solitude. A pilgrim’s Saturday at dusk. A long pause with paws to appreciate the blessing of my loner’s life. Then: onward …”

by Anonymousreply 77August 25, 2024 2:54 AM

Squirrels. Death.

by Anonymousreply 78August 25, 2024 5:25 AM

This pilgrim’s life, this woman’s work.

by Anonymousreply 79August 25, 2024 5:26 AM

“LADIES AND GENTLEMAN….I present to you…TUNISPLOP!”

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by Anonymousreply 80August 25, 2024 8:48 PM

From tins! 🤢

by Anonymousreply 81August 26, 2024 8:15 AM

Kevin Sessums is an asshole, but he is a human asshole who isn't famous enough to be incessantly stalked here, have accidents and ill health wished on him, and to have his health problems mocked.

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by Anonymousreply 82August 26, 2024 9:47 AM

Eldergays? Ensure Max Protein

by Anonymousreply 83August 26, 2024 10:08 AM

The dry beg for beach breakfast must have worked! Our erstwhile traveler is even staying the night there (yep we had a pic of his shitter) but his “hot” host refused to pose for a pic. Watch your step, pilgrim.

by Anonymousreply 84August 26, 2024 4:35 PM

R84. He’s flirting with danger as usual. He’s not as “hip” as he thinks. His “hot” host I'm sure LOATHES him, and is grateful he’s only staying one night. The picture of the toilet is his “signal” to other “like minded” queens…have doodie, will travel!!

by Anonymousreply 85August 26, 2024 7:24 PM

Was amused by his anger at getting gouged for the cost of dinner... How ironic that he should not only pay for once, but overpay!

by Anonymousreply 86August 26, 2024 7:58 PM

R86. I *HOWLED* over that also…then I had to read about “the light”, and how someone couldn’t tell what nationality he was! “Everything Connects!” he exclaimed fruitily. Then, a selfie…toad face squints into the light with his contorted “smile”. I had to massage the bile back down my throat, as I began wretching violently.

by Anonymousreply 87August 26, 2024 9:41 PM

The cunt has a new affectation - describing people as “cool as merde” or men “hot as merde”. Truly committed scat queen 💩

by Anonymousreply 88August 27, 2024 12:15 AM

R88 Just like the corn studded logs of merde he likes sliding down his throat! ALLEGEDLY!

by Anonymousreply 89August 27, 2024 2:03 AM

You’d think his fascination with dung would have dissipated when he got cut from the herd and brought into the fold of fame.

by Anonymousreply 90August 27, 2024 2:18 AM

There’s a dry beg afoot even as he enjoys the sea air at his temporary shitter.

So even though he’s a self-described “poor pilgrim on a budget” (aka homeless grifter) he tipped his hot as merde 🤢 driver for a cab ride though he could have taken a bus for just 33cents!

He’s had to spend $100 on a small town beach trip so he can regale his subscribers with his muddled meanderings.

by Anonymousreply 91August 27, 2024 2:27 AM

The peppered-in French is so fucking pretentious, even when it’s just profanities. He was telling some story from his early 20s in his shitstack the other day and said something along the lines of “the French have a saying for it: the jeunesse d’orée”. First of all, no they fucking don’t. And secondly, if they did, just say it in English. That’s not some whacky, enigmatic metaphor.

by Anonymousreply 92August 27, 2024 2:38 AM

It’s all a piece of the pathetic “a few quid” affected in London. A self-styled world citizen 😂: “A cultural and spiritual pilgrim, he lives in London and Paris for most of each year.” What a creative way to describe homeless grifter.

by Anonymousreply 93August 27, 2024 2:40 AM

He’s becoming more insufferable, if you can believe it. The dry begs, the fake spiritualism, the droning on about being a fucking grim pill… it’s stultifying. He really is a broken record… nothing new….as someone so astutely put it a while back…

BLATHER, WINCE, REPEAT.

(Some of you guys are very funny) 💋

by Anonymousreply 94August 28, 2024 6:04 AM

Reply 94, The Pillager sounds like our former President!

by Anonymousreply 95August 28, 2024 3:37 PM

“Small-town Tunis. Where I am right now. Lunch in the Médina. A restaurant I am writing about in my Wednesday Newsletter from (REDACTED) @shitstack. Heading back to finish it now that I have finished lunch. A morning at my desk. Now time for an afternoon there. Writing ain’t easy but it rights me. It’s all I have really. It’s all I have left: I am a writer. I write. Onward …”

MAYBE IT’S TIME TO GIVE IT UP, MARY!!

by Anonymousreply 96August 28, 2024 5:22 PM

Oh, do finish that summer poem, Cousin Sebastian!

by Anonymousreply 97August 28, 2024 7:30 PM

R97. Writing ain’t easy, but it rights him!!

WHAT A FUCKING DUMMY.

by Anonymousreply 98August 28, 2024 7:44 PM

Buy a Nutri Bullet and then make your own, there are thousands of recipes to be found online.

by Anonymousreply 99August 28, 2024 8:14 PM

Is there a reason he doesn’t work? I realize living in Airbnbs is probably cheaper than having a home, and I know you can get tickets on EasyJet for a song, and plops are likely cheaper than cans of Fancy Feast. Nevertheless, without any income, a very meager savings would dwindle pretty quickly if one spent ones time traveling the world, even if it’s on a shoestring budget. Is it that any legitimate paycheck might be garnished by the tax authorities?

by Anonymousreply 100August 28, 2024 10:04 PM

Well, he does do freelance jobs (for z-list magazines) like “Appalachian Woman” and there’s his Shitstack “column”….he has MAJOR IRS problems and it’s simply uproarious, because he thinks the rules don’t apply to him. So he has an issue, and has rooked his Dr. brother into sending “post dated checks” to the IRS for restitution. Long gone are the days of expense accounts and swanky hotels…now it’s just threadbare womens thrifted sweaters, crusty, musty jeans that ache to be scrubbo’d…and shared bathrooms in rotted hostels. That’s our grim pill!!

by Anonymousreply 101August 28, 2024 11:39 PM

He also manages to spectacularly burn every rickety rope bridge lifeline he’s offered for his “writing”. Grazing correspondent, CDFA articles?

All gone could it be connected to numerous posts about how he was on deadline and late delivering copy. When all he had to do all damn day was neglect his pets and harrass baristas!

He doesn’t want to do any actual work - if he expended half the energy he does on his pretentious pronouncements he might even keep a freelance gig.

by Anonymousreply 102August 29, 2024 12:00 AM

R102. AMEN. He’d rather lie, and say he’s “press”, grifting free tickets and never reviewing anything (unless he finds someone “hot”)…and skulking around coffee shop bathrooms. (remember “I SHIT IN STARBUCKS!”?)😳. If that’s how you conduct yourself, and you’re utterly SHAMELESS about it…why try to get “honest” work? It was hysterical watching him drool and phumpher his way thru the Doris Kearns Goodwin “interview”…this was a crowd that WAS NOT gonna buy his “shut yo mouth” chicken-fried HUSTLE.

by Anonymousreply 103August 29, 2024 1:13 AM

And what a gaping lopsided maw it is r102! I’m sure some of the hot as merde people he encounters pray the he will keep his rotting, fetid orifice closed.

by Anonymousreply 104August 29, 2024 3:25 AM

Sorry r103 I was replying to you!

Nearly as addled as grim pillager

by Anonymousreply 105August 29, 2024 3:43 AM

The Wednesday Shitstack is up and boy is it a dilly. TONS of Moronic wordplay, Magooey stupidity, and shoving his grim pill status and “narrative” down everyone’s fucking throat. He was CLEARLY being hustled (by a guy 40 years younger) to buy a tapestry…but decided to fall in love in his head instead. It’s simply pathetic. He didn’t buy a thing, and admonished the poor kid for calling him “Sir”…..TWICE. The kid was just being nice to a queen 40 YEARS OLDER. He didn’t know you had nothing. FOR GOD’S SAKE GRANNY, CALM THE FUCK DOWN. I honestly can’t wrap my head around his delusional behavior. I urge you to read it, it’s a new low in indulgent navel gazing.

by Anonymousreply 106August 29, 2024 9:06 AM

Dripping with carnal desire and stupid cuntery 😂 a shitstack for the AGES

by Anonymousreply 107August 29, 2024 12:24 PM

Oh Christ. A major “teaser” regarding some “upsetting” drama at the beach….followed by a repugnant photo of an open shirted Bav and her newt-like soft white underbelly 🤮🤮🤮🤮. stay tuned in TUNIS!

by Anonymousreply 108August 29, 2024 8:12 PM

I posted about a real shake product up top. What in the fresh hell is going on in this thread.

by Anonymousreply 109August 29, 2024 8:16 PM

Reply 108, it's those distracting rough trade beach boys, I tell you!

by Anonymousreply 110August 29, 2024 9:31 PM

R110. We all knew he was gonna get “Venable’d”….😂😂😂 Apparently it was a distressing situation he “witnessed”. Stay Tunis’d for more!

by Anonymousreply 111August 29, 2024 11:27 PM

Is this thread still about breakfast shakes?

by Anonymousreply 112August 29, 2024 11:52 PM

R112. Yes. Post your fave recipe or tip. We love protein shakes with added fruit, chocolate, or probiotics.

by Anonymousreply 113August 30, 2024 1:46 AM

On a fashion note, does one wear jeans with cuffs up to the knees after Labor Day?

by Anonymousreply 114August 30, 2024 2:35 AM

OP here. This is certainly still a thread about breakfast shakes for us 👴🏼non-young’s. I’m still running down my latest (and hopefully last!) Sam’s Club bulk-buy of Carnation Breakfast. I am earnestly seeking new product recommendations. Also, I feel like Carmen san Diego getting all these responses about far-flung destinations like Tunisia and Massachusetts. I’m also befuddled by all the references to “plops” and “the light” and treacherous young trade of color. I’m only looking for a quick and easy breakfast that will fill me up without weighing me down. Im even ok with shakes that cause gas or other bowel distress, I just want something quick and easy for the type of gal who doesn’t have a home or friends or family or income.

by Anonymousreply 115August 30, 2024 4:33 AM

R115. I second that emotion! If I happen to MAKE a shake where e’er I may be, and find myself with the “bubble guts” on my morning meditative meander…well, I just pop into a local coffeehouse…and yes, I SHIT IN STARBUCKS. I like to savor (and contribute!) to local aromas, and find this part of my day most invigorating. A smug selfie seals the deal and I’m off to irritate people that I deem “cool as merde”. If you are black, please allow me to annoy the flaming fuck out of you, and come thisclose to asking to touch your hair! I’m *THAT* queen. Surprised? SHUT YO MOUTH!!!

by Anonymousreply 116August 30, 2024 5:51 AM

I’m crying as I type r116 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂

by Anonymousreply 117August 30, 2024 1:24 PM

The teats are out for breakfast! Daddy has plans to be on the beach sans jeans (they could walk the Camino themselves by now) or shirt - look out beachgoers!

by Anonymousreply 118August 30, 2024 2:42 PM

The “part two” of her beach drama is on shitstack. It’s a terribly written account of a poor man drowning at the beach. He was CLEARLY too preoccupied by a “beautiful boy” in the water, and searching to compare himself to the old queen in DEATH IN VENICE, to *really* give a shit…so please don’t buy into the drivel about how it “profoundly affected” him. IF IT EVEN HAPPENED AT ALL. The writing on this entry is DREADFUL. Please seek it out and tell me I’m not crazy. There’s so much TYPICAL “me me me” in it, personally, I’m having an issue buying the entire thing. But as he always reminds us “You can’t make this shit up, well, you can, but I don’t!!” (AKA- THE BATTLE CRY OF A PATHOLOGICAL “EMBROIDERER”!)

by Anonymousreply 119August 30, 2024 8:51 PM

Yes r119, he certainly made that guy’s purported drowning and death all about himself. He makes sure the reader knows how generous of spirit he is: after hightailing it away from beach to buy a cookie, he didn’t even burden the random snack bar boy with the knowledge the somebody drowned. As if that would have been in any way a normal or relevant topic to raise to a completely uninvolved stranger working (a probably single-digit dollars a day job) in an African beach town.

by Anonymousreply 120August 30, 2024 11:39 PM

R120. Agree. The more I read his shitstack, the more this entry just doesn’t pass the “smell test”. It just doesn’t add up. Plus the dramatics of “Breathe, Breathe, Breathe” is just too fucking corny. If a man did pass away, may God rest his soul, but so much of this entry is “Bav-centric”, it actually makes me cringe. Let's face it, had the “beautiful boy” bobbling in the water given him the time of day…he’d be so dickmatized that World War 3 could have broken out. Plus the weirdness of his CONSTANT self body shaming, the reposting of the young Bav “swimsuit pic”….well, dear, if at 68 you haven’t come to terms with aging…you are doomed. If you actually thought about how many others your age would have LOVED to be 68…you’d sing a different tune. PS: and if you really cared about looking good, you’d fix that open sewer of a rotting mouth.

by Anonymousreply 121August 31, 2024 12:48 AM

Ugh. She called herself “Daddy” again. I just vomited.🤢🤮

by Anonymousreply 122September 2, 2024 2:20 AM

Oh my. The digs in tangiers look really grim. 3 months is a long time. I’m betting he bails. He crowed boastfully that if cafe baba is good enough for Barbara Hutton and “Anthony Boudain”, well it’s good enough for him! The place he’s staying looks more like a youth hostel, and I’m sure he’s the oldest fossil there. He mentions the bathroom and shower (on different floors), and I’m sure he’s delighted at the rotating cast of characters to feed his masturbatory fantasies. EW!!

by Anonymousreply 123September 2, 2024 8:56 PM

The dry beg is on careful mention of how carefully he’s budgeted to be able to stay, wistful regret at not booking a double room (he slept on the fucking floor in the “loft”) and how grateful for advice from his acolytes that he should jump a plane to Paris if he can’t hack it. Time for a go fund?

by Anonymousreply 124September 3, 2024 2:43 AM

Daddy is looking hot as merde in his “vintage” Talbots separates. The Maghreb climate really agrees with him 😋

by Anonymousreply 125September 3, 2024 2:58 AM

R124 bingo. Plus the sly mention of the 17 dollar chicken dish he can eat “three or four times a week” as his “one daily meal”. As always, nothing is genuine or heartfelt…he always has an ulterior motive. I’m sure he keeps a few fraus on the hook via Facebook, and they “put money on his books” now and then. It’s repugnant, actually. It was SO CLEAR in Provincetown that he knew he was a fraud, and his face was a twisted mask of secret shame. I found it hysterical. You reap what you sow, CUNT.

by Anonymousreply 126September 3, 2024 4:49 AM

Well, he’s camped out at Cafe Baba and this looks like his new “office”. He was able to equate himself with Barbara Hutton and Keith Richards… ”We’re from the same club!” he crowed to the owner🙄🙄!!. He’s made 3 “meet (BLANK)” posts, of folks he deemed cool OR hot as merde💩. PLUS, someone thought he “owned the place”, because (I’m sure) he was all splayed out, with tattered papers and books and his crusty laptop everywhere. Performative, attention seeking, and pathetic.

What’s next? An impromptu rendition of “Floozies” in the town square? The mind REELS.

by Anonymousreply 127September 3, 2024 5:34 PM

Gross! Now he’s feeding feral cats bits of chicken and weaving Finn and Matty into his “narrative”. ZERO GUILT, ZERO SHAME.

by Anonymousreply 128September 3, 2024 8:51 PM

His latest shitstack is just that. A stack of shit. He’s insanely jealous of “friend” Andy Cohen’s new 18 million dollar apartment, while he trudges his 68 year old bones up the hill to his spartan room in a sweaty, smelly, hostel. Maybe he should have thought of that years ago. He makes some stupid point about healing his “inner child” but it was so convoluted, my eyes crossed reading it. FOR THE LOVE OF CHRIST, MARY…get into fucking therapy! Oh, he actually calls himself “unhoused”, which I gather is the new “woke” way to say “homeless”. Maybe Andy can hook him up with Dorit’s charity “Homeless not Toothless”! 😂🦷🚫🪥

by Anonymousreply 129September 5, 2024 5:51 AM

Before I inhale the ripe as merde blatherings on shitstack I’m loving the pouty posting about a bookstore where for once our pilgrim was told to stop taking unsolicited snaps of people at work! So incensed was he that he didn’t even purchase the book he alleges he was going to buy. Personally, I would apologise and buy out of shame. The bookstore owner just popped up in his comments and explains it makes people uncomfortable to be photographed as they go about their work - I love her! She’s being very polite about it. I note she says to him he was likely greeted by her employee who is a man. I wonder if our creepy old fester was up to his old lascivious tricks snapping pics of young men?

by Anonymousreply 130September 5, 2024 6:18 PM

R130. That’s EXACTLY it. He was creeping, got busted, then got all butthurt about it. Just like he did in Hudson. He’d mope up and down Warren Street, with baggies of cat hair “cake” and take creeper pix of young men. I’m still standing on the square that SOMETHING HAPPENED, and all that ABRUPTLY stopped. He went from being “mr big deal” at local coffee shops, to the smelly weirdo all splayed out “working” at the library. Either way, people were FREAKED OUT.

by Anonymousreply 131September 5, 2024 8:27 PM

He’s posting his plops. We’re back to eggs, spinach, blue cheese and garlic. NO TEETH NECESSARY! Plus, lots of “fragrant” flatulence on the “back end”. I’m sure he calls this a “win-win”!🤢🤮

by Anonymousreply 132September 6, 2024 9:15 PM

Avoid Metrecal!

by Anonymousreply 133September 6, 2024 9:17 PM

R132 his fellow hostel pilgrims will be able to share in the aromas via their shared shitter 🤢

by Anonymousreply 134September 6, 2024 9:28 PM

Somebody be a love and tell this eldergay what trainwreck substack person you all are reading to flith, as I quietly sip my mocha Orgain with a straw. Thx xo!

by Anonymousreply 135September 6, 2024 9:42 PM

R134. I’m CERTAIN he’s eating these things on purpose. You know how 💩“those people”💩 are ……ALWAYS RECRUITING!! You never know!

by Anonymousreply 136September 6, 2024 11:37 PM

Well, we now know the Bav’s turn in “Eqqus” was opposite George Maharis in some dinner theater in Atlanta. How fitting. So when he posts that 50 yr old pic of him flitting about…realize it’s NOT on Broadway…I guess he though it was time to “get real”.😂😂😂

by Anonymousreply 137September 8, 2024 5:31 PM

R135, Kevin Sessums writes Ses/sums it up substack. He is an Instagram personality.

by Anonymousreply 138September 8, 2024 5:35 PM

R126, did you attend the P-Town event?

by Anonymousreply 139September 8, 2024 5:39 PM

R139. Did you?

by Anonymousreply 140September 8, 2024 8:10 PM

It was the event of the season, a veritable who’s that of the world of 1980s magazine publishing and the handful of elderly salesbottoms who admire them, still yearning to be cut from the herd.

by Anonymousreply 141September 8, 2024 10:01 PM

He’s now hyper qualifying every pic with “I got permission to post this photograph”… I guess someone FINALLY ripped him a new asshole for his creeper pics…he also believes the hostel owner “has star quality”…:(see below)

“Small-town Tangier. This is my new friend Anas who helps run the Dar Gara hostel where I am staying until the end of November. I posted a video of him playing the guitar and singing the other day. He is as sweet and professional and kind as he is attractive. I got permission from him to post this photo of him on the beach. We’re going to build up your fan base, I joked but was sort of serious too. I am certainly a fan. And understanding star quality has been my job for over 30 years. He’s got it - humbly so - which is the best kind.”

I mean, he’s not UGLY, but having the Bav deign to call you a STAR would be like having “career cancer.” EW EW EW EW EW!! I’d rather have an ape rip my face off and frisbee it down the sewer.

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by Anonymousreply 142September 9, 2024 9:13 PM

Surprise Anas!

You in danger gurl

by Anonymousreply 143September 10, 2024 1:24 AM

Anas is sweet as merde and just as attractive! 😋

by Anonymousreply 144September 10, 2024 3:13 AM

R144. I wonder if the bav is aching to watch him “log out”….or at least bathe in the afterfumes!😂

by Anonymousreply 145September 11, 2024 11:17 PM

All Kevin Sessums threads are scat threads. 💩

by Anonymousreply 146September 11, 2024 11:24 PM

Jesus Christ. He had oysters for lunch with a bunch of weirdos, and the mere thought of him slurping them down has me gagging. I hate when REGULAR people do it, so watching *him* eating them would make me throw up. It’s just nasty, and I’m sure he’d be very theatrical about eating them “indulgently”. They are a nice departure from eggs and blue cheese…but they’ll stink up the bathroom just the same. Another win-win…AND OF COURSE HE WASN'T PAYING.

by Anonymousreply 147September 12, 2024 11:08 PM

Dine on a dime!

by Anonymousreply 148September 13, 2024 1:46 PM

Yeah, someone else’s. 🙄

by Anonymousreply 149September 13, 2024 2:35 PM

Ugh. He wrote this long winded, effusive, ass-kissing post about the birthday of this weird, dumpy, woman who is the “treasurer of Burning Man”. I’d rather gouge my eyes out than attend THAT NIGHTMARE. But, I digress. He used her birthday to post himself wearing “Ella Fitzgerald’s sable” (ratty and tattered) that this weird bitch bought at auction. WELL, YET ANOTHER CHANCE FOR THE BAV TO CROSSDRESS!!! If she’s not running around in strange thrifted women’s separates, or posing for a picture “in couture” standing in some shit-ass boutique in Hudson, run by a fat fag with rosacea,, he’s simply not being his “authentic self”. An ancient crossdressing hag who is homeless, shits in Starbucks, and sponges off everyone and everything. Oh I forgot…allegedly enjoys merde in EVERY WAY possible!!

by Anonymousreply 150September 14, 2024 10:04 PM

Good lord, he found some local elderly woman in small-town Tangier to scrubbo his crusty drawers for him and then proceeds to post a photo of his “clean” briefs hanging out to dry on the clothesline. The gross-out factor obviously gives him some sort of perverse thrill. But what on earth would possess someone to post so extensively about their learned helplessness and mooching off strangers and exhausted family?

by Anonymousreply 151September 22, 2024 11:34 PM

Followed by a “Pick-a-Plop” series of recent dinners! A veritable “Choose your own Adventure!”….as long as all roads lead to the Hershey highway! ALLEGEDLY. Finding some poor woman to scrubbo fits right in with his “khandness of straainjahs” pathetic pilgrim “narritive”, and I’m certain he masturbated over the thrilling grift of it all. The funk coming off those drawers must have been nauseating, and he became aroused knowing he’s rooked some old fool into doing his fucking laundry

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by Anonymousreply 152September 22, 2024 11:49 PM

Perving over a new young gentleman he’s crowned “cool as shit” 🤢

by Anonymousreply 153September 24, 2024 1:16 PM

R153 It’s repellant….if it’s not a perv pic, it’s a plop. Always “crowned” with something, doncha know…cuz he’s a writer!! Running around with these skeezy jeans on…why didn’t the old woman scrubbo those?? At this point, I’m sure they smell like merde. Oh, I forgot, that’s his “end game”.

by Anonymousreply 154September 25, 2024 6:10 AM

Those filthy jeans are ready for their own pilgrimage- they’re so crusty they can stand alone!

The objectification of young men continues - saddo.

by Anonymousreply 155September 25, 2024 12:54 PM

He just teased that “a melding has begun”…🙄. I bet those rotted jeans finally fused themselves onto his scaly lizard legs.

by Anonymousreply 156September 25, 2024 10:51 PM

The indignity of having to eat scrambled eggs for dinner four nights a week! I know it’s a hell of his own making, but I sometimes feel sorry about his “pilgrim’s life” (which is the most lipstick-on-a-pig way to describe statelessness and total dearth of retirement savings).

by Anonymousreply 157September 26, 2024 1:50 AM

R157 I think it’s a combo of finances and the fact that everything he eats is soft and mushy. His mouth is a train wreck, and TBH, no shade, I don’t know how one can prioritize travel & “kultcha” over dental health, knowing how important it is ….PLUS he has two dentists in his immediate family. I guess they are SO over his bullshit, or he’s too ashamed to ask. Either way, I shan’t e’er shed a tear for him. He’s a nasty cunt, and you reap what you sow.

by Anonymousreply 158September 26, 2024 2:29 AM

I've never had one in my life.

by Anonymousreply 159September 26, 2024 3:03 AM

Oh, hang onto your hats, fellas…this one is RICH.

Small-town Tangier. This felt as mystical as it was unexpected though I guess all mysticism is embedded in the unexpected. This lone white crane flew high up onto this cliff where I was walking today and intersected not only with my walk but also my life and this pilgrimage where I now live it. It came, alighted in my acknowledgment, then, acknowledged, left me in a kind of awe. I have been quite contemplative the last couple of days - not sad exactly, not lonely, but mindful of missing something without knowing if it were someone, unnamed, unmet, a longing to understand not an aloneness but a loneness. And then this: a loneness manifested as a winged creature of such beauty and magnificence, a lone white crane, who had within it - has - the ability not only to alight in a contemplative stillness but also to steady itself in flight. I more deeply steadied myself in the stillness where a lone white crane can come to rest in our shared contemplation, one where I cannot fly but can take flight. Onward …

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by Anonymousreply 160September 26, 2024 8:18 PM

The fumes must be affecting the affected spunky old medina relic. What utter horseshit.

I felt quite nauseous earlier when I spied him posting (yet again) topless pics from the past when he thought himself hot as merde. Even worse was other vile old eldergays thirsting after it 🤢

by Anonymousreply 161September 26, 2024 11:04 PM

It’s one for the ages today, a Tangier-tastrophe. Someone stole our poor pilgrim’s berries n broccoli from the shared fridge, pauvre petit. Seems all the hostel dwellers aren’t his fans! He’s feeling butthurt and needs a few days private accommodation to recuperate- dry beg activated.

He also squeezes in mention of his “shared shitter”.

by Anonymousreply 162September 27, 2024 7:45 PM

R162. He goes on to think that everyone in the hostel is making fun of him, which he brought in himself (he kinda admits) by being a fucking clown in the “common room”. His writing is deeply “embroidered”, ‘tis true, but I *FIRMLY* believe they are not only making fun of him, but they loathe him. Why? Because a creeper knows no boundaries. This is the same bav who perved in Hudson, perved in SF to the point of distraction (using drugs, and got fucking fired from two CUSHY jobs) and perved in Provincetown to the point the mere mention of his name elicits PEALS OF LAFFTER. Pilgrims existence? Try “plug n play”. The faces may change, but the song remains the same. We still don’t know what REALLY happened in Hudson, or on the Metro stairs in Paris.

by Anonymousreply 163September 27, 2024 9:47 PM

R162. It’s getting worse…someone used up all his Mayo, and now he believes it’s a personal attack. From thinking people are laughing in his face, and talking about him…to stolen food and replacing the empty Mayo jar….THE BAV IS UNDER ATTACK!! The dry beg to stay with his new friend the “book hag” is well underway. STAY TUNED!!

by Anonymousreply 164September 28, 2024 5:33 PM

Captain Queeg Goes to Tangiers!

by Anonymousreply 165September 29, 2024 3:32 AM

Kevin Sessums is an asshole, but he is a human asshole who isn't famous enough to be incessantly stalked here, have accidents and ill health wished on him, and to have his health problems mocked.

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by Anonymousreply 166September 29, 2024 5:40 PM

He’s in Tangier? I’ve been waiting for this for months.

by Anonymousreply 167September 30, 2024 5:24 PM

As ever tries to make Gavin Creel’s tragic death tenuously CONNECT to him. Pathetic wannabe starfucker.

by Anonymousreply 168September 30, 2024 11:58 PM

To be fair, I think that cunt Kevin Sessums actually did fuck a star or two, and did have a tenure of starfucking at major magazines. If you're going to stalk, at least be accurate. It's not helping my argument that you're a bunch of past-it or never-was Hausfrauen fishwives (or equivalents) who have no concept of what having a life would be.

by Anonymousreply 169October 1, 2024 10:46 AM

Get fucked you pathetic waste of life.

by Anonymousreply 170October 1, 2024 2:38 PM

So angry! So resentful! So bitter!

by Anonymousreply 171October 1, 2024 2:47 PM

Martha at r170 sent that from her iPhone

by Anonymousreply 172October 1, 2024 2:48 PM

The dry beg is back in full force. Musing if it would be possible with constrained funds to cut time short in Tangier and go full Isherwood in Berlin. What’s promoted the sudden late summer exodus…lack of culture to give superficial reviews of? Too few hot as merde actors to fawn over? Or a funky COLD medina where the toothless “charms” have tested tolerances all round?

by Anonymousreply 173October 1, 2024 7:51 PM

A crowd of saddos who refuse to let that minor cunt Kevin Sessums fade into the obscurity he deserves.

by Anonymousreply 174October 1, 2024 7:55 PM

I didn't realize that carnation breakfast bars, the pseudo-healthy candy bar way to start off the day, had been discontinued.

by Anonymousreply 175October 1, 2024 7:58 PM

It’s hard to distract from life without live performance art - opera, ballet, theatre - to distract.

by Anonymousreply 176October 1, 2024 8:00 PM

"Bav!" A reflection of "just going from one goddamn frantic distraction to another..." Too bad our Mississippi Sissy can't afford someone to take dick-tation for him!

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by Anonymousreply 177October 1, 2024 8:19 PM

R173. “Mayo-gate” seems to have taken the wind out of his sails. Another hasty retreat, Mary? What happened THIS TIME?? Did you finally realize not everyone is transfixed by your “charm”(and creepy eyefucking??) I knew things would go sideways the minute you got rooked into that “tapestry” scam. Fucking idiot. So yes, R173, you are completely correct…the dry beg is in full effect, as he muses aloud about “crunching the numbers” to make a “month in Berlin” work. He’d love it there…all the merde queens seem to rave about it! Maybe he got a hankerin’ for a nut studded LOG.🤷🏻‍♂️ As all this is unfolding, he says an online “Brav-OHHH!” to that highly overrated Justin Vivian Bond on her(?) MacArthur Park Genius Grant. Someone left the cake 🎂out in the ☔️rain, indeed. What’s next? The Nobel Peace Prize to Joey Arias for hosting “Zumanity” in Las Vegas for 9 years?

by Anonymousreply 178October 1, 2024 11:56 PM

I’m crying r178 😂 cannot wait for Goodbye to Berlin

If he’s not trying to centre himself in grief over Gavin Creel - he interviewed him, don’t you know? He’s try7ng to slither into the frame of infamy of cunts like Justi Viv.

by Anonymousreply 179October 2, 2024 12:31 AM

OP this is all you need - unsweeteened cocoa powder, 1-2 bananas, pure whey protein powder, milk. blend and enjoy. freeze if you want a healthy treat that's even better than a frosty.

by Anonymousreply 180October 2, 2024 1:10 AM

R180 ^ freeze bananas so you don't need to put ice cubes

by Anonymousreply 181October 2, 2024 1:11 AM

I found frozen banana chunks at my Whole Foods, which seems like some Sandra Lee semi-homemade nonsense. They sell fresh bananas for a fraction of the price. I’ll stick to my Carnation Breakfast, which I can crown with my choice of toppings: bleu cheese, raw spinach, a sliver of gravlax, maybe some minced banana peel if I’m feeling my Carmen Miranda fantasy. Plus the Carnation has ample added calcium for those of us with brittle shoulders lol.

Excuse any typos, the power keeps going in and out at my council flat here in bumfuck UK.

by Anonymousreply 182October 2, 2024 6:42 AM

I've blocked r182. 🚫 I'm sure it has something to do with the Kevin Sessums cult.

by Anonymousreply 183October 2, 2024 6:55 AM

Yeah, that posting history is pretty oof and angry.

by Anonymousreply 184October 2, 2024 6:58 AM

Being very careful about what personal details I reveal on this platform has yielded some hilarious conjecture!

by Anonymousreply 185October 2, 2024 6:59 AM

OMG. The London Sexual Senior landlady posted a YouTube about masturbating. She’s fucking repulsive. Poor “Pan” having to deal with these two senior deviants skulking around the flat, the landlady’s quest for “self exploration” (call it what it is, bitch, you’re fingering your quim!) & the bav leering and longing for a fragrant movement to savor. (Allegedly) It’s really quite disgusting and I’m gagging just writing this. ew!!

by Anonymousreply 186October 4, 2024 12:42 AM

Nooooooo she’s vile. Of course it explains why she likes Bav ewwwwwwww.

by Anonymousreply 187October 4, 2024 2:33 AM

Well, we predicted it, the grim pill wore out his welcome in Tangier, and is off to Paris, before Vienna….As usual, we won’t get the full story, but I bet the missing Mayo was just the tip of the iceberg!!.

by Anonymousreply 188October 5, 2024 2:55 PM

Maybe somebody stole Bav's mayo for lube at a freak-off!

by Anonymousreply 189October 5, 2024 7:49 PM

I use Boost Plus, chocolate. I can't eat enough to stay healthy without the help of these, they've come in handy when older relatives get sick and have no appetite too.

Ensure, however, can be covered by insurance, but it has a chalky 'undertaste' and isn't a nutrient rich as a Boost+.

by Anonymousreply 190October 5, 2024 9:10 PM

Yep r188 we called it. He must have managed to scare up a few dollars of dry beg cash, Paris for a month will be a lot more expensive than Tangier. He has done fuck all writing in the time he’s been there apart from streams of drivel on socials and shitstack - surely a couple of features could have been written? Nope, too lazy and entitled to be bothered doing real work.

by Anonymousreply 191October 6, 2024 1:37 AM

What ever became of First Dibs / Last Rites?

by Anonymousreply 192October 6, 2024 2:15 AM

R192 it was a substance induced fever dream and went the way of Sessums Magazine and soon Sess/Sums it up - a name it seems he’s dropped as it’s patently not a reviews site but was set up to continue a cash and free tickets grift.

by Anonymousreply 193October 6, 2024 3:42 AM

R192….when your first chapters are incest adjacent, and everyone has black wax streaming out of their ears …where do you really go from there??

by Anonymousreply 194October 6, 2024 7:37 AM

I wonder how many subscriptions and followers old Kevin Sessums gets from the undeserved amplification of his name here. Any publicity is good publicity after all.

You bitch(es) feed his insignificant grift.

by Anonymousreply 195October 6, 2024 7:52 AM

“Daddy” isn’t happy… ps: I do believe that “Zelle” snafu he’s referring to is when the hustler in Hudson tried to “extort” money from him. But he conveniently leaves that part out… It’s that evergreen adage all over again. “Here I sit, all broken hearted💔, came to shit 💩, but only farted💨. ——————————————————————————- “Tomorrow I catch the fast train to Rabat for a few days mostly not only to see a different part of Morocco but also to live in an apartment by myself. The young people who work here at the Dar Gara hostel are lovely and it is beautifully run and I have grown to feel at home in my tiny room because I have become rather adaptable in my pilgrim's life. But two experiences the last two nights have proved it is not only time to head to a private space for a few days but also to get to Paris on October 28th for a month before my Christmas month in Vienna.

There is an alternating cast of characters in the communal aspect of living in a hostel - some are lovely, some are problematic which is why overall I have begun spending more time out in the city and then in my room when not cooking my meals in the open air kitchen on the terrace above me. I feel so often, as well, a kind of bemused patience with this eccentric old guy in the midst of this young international crowd smoking their hash/tobacco concoctions and carrying on conversations in an amalgam of languages that I am incapable of comprehending. But sometimes being looked on with a kind of disdainful bemusement is better than not being seen at all - which is also part of being old in such a crowd.

Last night there was an American woman with a complicated narrative on her way to check out from spending the night here who let it be known to me that she was short 60 dirham to get her to her next destination. I gave her 20 out of my wallet but then I saw the way she looked at what was left in it as if I had pulled out my dick and she were horny. I registered her rather rapacious eyes registering the other money I had in my wallet. Then she immediately asked if I had a Zelle account and wanting to borrow money that way "so I can then pay you back easier." I once fell for someone who used the same line on me and Chase locked me out of my own account since the security red flags went up about the person I had loaned a very small amount of money that way because I guess they were trying to gain access to my account. I had to jump through hoops to get it unlocked. I'm an easy mark because I am always trying to find ways to pay kindness forward in my life. But that immediate Zelle request sent my own alarms ringing.

Then just a moment ago there was a beautiful young woman upstairs who does not stay here but lives here in Morocco and is from Russia. I have noticed how often she visits. I think she must have romantic designs on or a relationship with someone who works here. I heard her last week talking politics and saying that "Ukraine has sold its soul to Israel" and continued to demonize the country. Tonight she began to tell me how much she loved Putin and what great things he was doing for Russia. I held up my hand and told her, "I don't agree with you so we just won't talk about that." She was talking to a young French man and German woman while I was waiting to brush my teeth in the bathroom upstairs after the person who was taking a shower finished. We all fell quiet.

I brushed my teeth.

I heard them talking more quietly in languages I didn't want to comprehend.

I'm now about to pack the smaller of my two suitcases.

Tomorrow: Rabat.” 🙄🙄🙄🙄

LOLOLOL. “I brushed my teeth”….ALL TWO OF THEM!!

by Anonymousreply 196October 7, 2024 11:28 PM

Everything but the bloodhounds snapping at her rear end 😂

by Anonymousreply 197October 8, 2024 12:52 AM

R196 I’d wager all the earlier pics and vids of young men he was thirsting after - the cool as merde crowd - didn’t exactly endear him to other hostel dwellers who laugh at his pathetic ways.

My favorite is this: “I'm an easy mark because I am always trying to find ways to pay kindness forward in my life” - what utter self-serving horsemerde!

Humble bragging about sharing your day old baked goods or making a cake for someone that you then EAT or taking a plus one to a performance on FREE tickets isn’t paying fuck all forward.

by Anonymousreply 198October 8, 2024 12:57 AM

Kevin Sessums 係個屎忽,但佢係一個人類屎忽,佢唔夠出名,唔會喺呢度不斷被人追蹤,出事同健康唔好,仲要畀人嘲笑佢嘅健康問題

by Anonymousreply 199October 8, 2024 5:06 AM

The less Bav has a Suddenly Last Summer moment, the better. Pushing luck, he's a catfish in a hot pond and he needs to get back to Europe ASAP; back to Paris where people speak the same languages where he was at, but couldn't understand (French and Arabic).

by Anonymousreply 200October 8, 2024 8:26 AM

أنا أعرف بعض العربية

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by Anonymousreply 201October 8, 2024 8:32 AM

“I noticed a group of lesbians at Cafe Baba a couple of days ago and this morning I walked by two groups of gay men being given tours. This second group in this photo was watching me in recognition walk down the hill toward them and when I passed them I raised a fist in solidarity and got some smiles in return and some nodded heads”.

As a counterpoint to his whiny griping yesterday, the Bav decides to regale us with how he “connected” with a bunch of gays… he “raised a fist in solidarity”… Sure, Jan. ARE YOU SURE YOU WEREN'T SENDING A SIGNAL THAT YOU WANTED TO BE FISTED? Talk about being COMPLETELY out of step and acting the fool. Jesus Christ. LOL “Raised a fist in solidarity”😂😂 OKAY GLORIA STEINEM!.

by Anonymousreply 202October 8, 2024 11:53 PM

So these Kevin Sessums threads are mostly one person talking to themselves, with one or two throwing breadcrumbs to the main talk-to-selfer to get them to perform. It's like a bunch of mentally challenged children at a sock puppet show.

by Anonymousreply 203October 9, 2024 3:21 AM

I deride this thing that I’m willfully participating in! You’re mentally challenged children. I’m a scholar and a lady!

by Anonymousreply 204October 9, 2024 6:37 AM

Tonite “Cinderella” is having some sour cream and onion Pringles™️, “crowned” with some ersatz “Tuna Salad” she made. She’s calling it “Trailer Trash Hors’ doeuvres”…and claims it’s actually good! Now, one may make up little “treats” in the kitchen, but does it warrant a post? IF YOU LIVE IN A CONSTANT STATE OF DRY BEGGING, IT DOES.

He really doesn’t do anything without an ulterior motive. He’s THAT kind of queen.

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by Anonymousreply 205October 9, 2024 10:56 PM

Omg she got lost *again* today, and made a huge production of her phone dying, and seeking refuge in a hotel to charge her phone. I guess she’s not aware that portable charges exist, and carrying one in a foreign land may be a wise choice. But then again, it would eliminate the drama that swirls around a Magooey moron playing the befuddled fogey. I just couldn’t do it. I’m not a grim pill, and I CERTAINLY don’t like to make a nuisance of myself.

by Anonymousreply 206October 10, 2024 2:37 AM

The lost in the medina narrative afforded the CONNECTION with a young hotel concierge - male, natch. He even made the poor guy pose for a pic. Bav never misses a chance to be a leery old letch dependent on the kahndnessss of strrrrangers.

by Anonymousreply 207October 10, 2024 4:13 AM

The sterile scent of antiseptic battled with the faint, lingering odor of stale coffee in the hospital room. Kevin Sessums, the Southern literary enfant terrible, lay motionless in the bed, tubes snaking from his nose and arms. His normally sharp, sardonic features were slack, his skin an alarming shade of pale. The culprit? A steady diet of "stra-fe" breakfasts – those hastily assembled, nutritionally dubious morning meals consumed on the fly. Years of black coffee and cigarettes had finally caught up with him, culminating in a spectacular digestive revolt that had landed him in a coma. Hovering over him like anxious angels of the absurd were three figures: Teacake, the flamboyant drag queen with a heart of gold; Defacto, the stoic artist whose every utterance was a performance piece; and Greg, the sensitive soul who couldn't stop crying. "Oh, Kevin, honey," Teacake wailed, dabbing at her eyes with a lace handkerchief. "You always did have a taste for the dramatic, but this is ridiculous! Waking up in a hospital gown? Where's the glamour in that, darling?" Defacto, perched on the edge of the bed, stared intently at Kevin's face. "His aura," he declared in a booming voice, "is the color of lukewarm grits. Not a good sign." Greg, meanwhile, had dissolved into a puddle of tears. "He promised we'd go to that new Vietnamese place! He promised!" he sobbed, clutching a crumpled napkin. The scene was a bizarre tableau of grief, camp, and Southern gothic. Teacake, resplendent in a feather boa and rhinestone-studded sunglasses, intermittently shrieked and offered Kevin sips of lukewarm Diet Coke. Defacto, clad in black leather and chains, periodically broke into interpretive dance, attempting to channel Kevin's subconscious. And Greg, bless his heart, just kept crying. Days turned into nights. The nurses, initially startled by the eccentric trio, grew accustomed to their presence, even developing a fondness for their peculiar brand of bedside vigil. Teacake regaled them with tales of Kevin's legendary wit, Defacto challenged them to philosophical debates, and Greg, well, he just kept crying. Then, one morning, a miracle occurred. Kevin's eyelids fluttered open. He blinked, confused, taking in the sight of his three friends. "What in the hell..." he rasped, his voice hoarse. Teacake squealed with delight. "Kevin, darling! You're back!" Defacto nodded sagely. "The grits have warmed," he proclaimed. Greg, overcome with emotion, simply threw his arms around Kevin, sobbing uncontrollably. "Get off me, you big crybaby," Kevin croaked, but a faint smile played on his lips. As the news of Kevin's awakening spread, the hospital room filled with well-wishers, a motley crew of writers, artists, and socialites. The air buzzed with laughter and chatter, a testament to the enduring power of friendship, even in the face of digestive disaster. And as Kevin, weak but recovering, surveyed the scene, he couldn't help but think that maybe, just maybe, there was a little glamour in this hospital room after all.

by Anonymousreply 208October 10, 2024 6:49 AM

For somebody who lives to travel, our grim pillager sure gets lost a lot!

by Anonymousreply 209October 10, 2024 11:57 PM

R209. It’s all part of his “schtick”…get lost, act bewildered, slither into a hotel where he really doesn’t belong (remember when he found one he *loved* to shit in? Way before Starbucks, mind you…long time Bav-ites will recall) and make a general nuisance of himself. I loved when he’d go to the Dior store in Paris and “camp out” on one of the sofas and “read”. What a fucking tool. Once again, hotel staff, baristas, retail salespeople…all “trapped”, and he knows it.

by Anonymousreply 210October 11, 2024 7:16 AM

Those Dior vendueses are in danger - a Bav return looms!

by Anonymousreply 211October 11, 2024 7:21 AM

on Frenchmen Street, Kevin Sessums, the acclaimed writer, nursed a Sazerac, his brow furrowed in thought. Across the room, Defacto, the enigmatic performance artist, captivated the crowd with their mesmerizing movements, their body a language all its own.Kevin, drawn to Defacto's raw energy, felt a familiar tug at his heart. He'd always been a sucker for the unconventional, the wild souls that burned bright. But there was another, a shadow lurking in the corner. Teacake, the reclusive painter, observed the scene with a quiet intensity, their eyes flickering between Kevin and Defacto. Teacake, known for their hauntingly beautiful portraits, had a way of seeing beneath the surface, capturing the essence of a person with a single stroke.As the night wore on, the air crackled with unspoken desires. Kevin, torn between Defacto's vibrant presence and Teacake's silent allure, found himself caught in a web of longing. Just when the tension seemed unbearable, a newcomer entered the bar. Greg, the charming musician, with his easy smile and soulful eyes, immediately caught Defacto's attention. The two fell into conversation, their laughter echoing through the room.Kevin watched, a pang of jealousy rising in his chest. Teacake, sensing his turmoil, approached him, their hand gently resting on his arm. A silent understanding passed between them, a shared acknowledgment of the tangled emotions that filled the room. As the night drew to a close, the four individuals found themselves at a crossroads. Defacto, torn between Greg's lighthearted charm and Kevin's intellectual depth. Kevin, wrestling with his attraction to both Defacto and Teacake. Teacake, the quiet observer, yearning for a connection they weren't sure they deserved. And Greg, oblivious to the undercurrents of desire swirling around him.The love quadrangle, a tangled knot of longing and uncertainty, was just beginning to unfold. In the heart of New Orleans, under the watchful eye of the moon, these four souls would navigate the complexities of love, searching for their own truth amidst the chaos.

by Anonymousreply 212October 11, 2024 7:36 AM

[quote] I loved when he’d go to the Dior store in Paris and “camp out” on one of the sofas and “read”.

The gall!

by Anonymousreply 213October 11, 2024 5:34 PM

The odor!

by Anonymousreply 214October 11, 2024 10:40 PM

Kevin Sessums is working on his latest memoir. He's trying to decide on a title, and he's narrowed it down to two choices: "My Life with Teacake" or "Defacto, Greg, and me."

by Anonymousreply 215October 12, 2024 6:30 AM

I don’t eat plops, & this latest entry from last night stymies me. But when you think your every bowel movement 💩 is a birthday cake🎂, you also think this worthy of a post.

“Small-town Tangier. Leftovers for Sunday dinner. When I save half the rice and roasted chicken from the day before and stir it into the garlic and green beans I have sautéed in olive oil and make a kind of good golly miss Molly that’s good goulash .”

How UTTERLY pathetic.

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by Anonymousreply 216October 15, 2024 12:05 AM

How pathetic it must be to try and summon your Sessums stalking friends, only to find they've ditched you for other sock puppet trolling pursuits.

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by Anonymousreply 217October 15, 2024 5:35 AM

R216 it’s a struggle not to retch when gazing at plops crowned with slops.

I see our aged desperado is affecting his leather daddy lewk in an effort to ensnare the young man from the hostel he’s currently fixated with 🤢

by Anonymousreply 218October 15, 2024 6:05 AM

Nerve hit!

by Anonymousreply 219October 15, 2024 6:09 AM

He’s just too old for all this gay posturing, MARY!

by Anonymousreply 220October 15, 2024 6:14 AM

Over 30 posts on this Kevin Sessums thread (that aren't me) are by one user id. Here's the receipts.

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by Anonymousreply 221October 15, 2024 9:53 AM

And another

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by Anonymousreply 222October 15, 2024 9:53 AM

And yet another

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by Anonymousreply 223October 15, 2024 9:54 AM

Fuck off you tedious cunt - go play hall monitor on some other threads. FF for this cunt, pilgrims!

by Anonymousreply 224October 15, 2024 10:12 AM

Kevin Sessums, balancing a precariously stacked plate of couscous on his head, declared to Defacto, who was juggling pomegranates while reciting Baudelaire in a thick Cajun accent, that Teacake had just ridden past on a camel wearing a fez fashioned entirely from Greg's discarded guitar picks.

by Anonymousreply 225October 15, 2024 11:20 AM

Kevin Sessums, clutching his latest manuscript, tripped over a startled Teacake as they both emerged from the Parisian sewers, leaving a bewildered Greg and a surprisingly nonchalant Defacto to ponder the meaning of the "Eau de Toilette" sign.

by Anonymousreply 226October 16, 2024 8:46 AM

Granny is at is again. Talking to “max” on the roof…”he’s 6’9. He is 18.

Only 50 years apart! EWWWWW

by Anonymousreply 227October 20, 2024 10:22 PM

Exasperated with the incessant chatter directed at invisible companions, Teacake leaped onto the picnic table, snatched the monocle from Kevin Sessums' startled gaze, and dramatically proclaimed, "Enough with the ethereal pronouncements, Reginald! We've had it with your phantom tea parties and ghostly gossip!" while Defacto frantically attempted to stuff Greg's ears with olives to drown out the non-existent conversation.

by Anonymousreply 228October 20, 2024 11:11 PM

Lots of thirst pics of the young guy who works in that hostel. She’s stalking a male ballet dancer too boasting about tickets on multiple evenings to see him. What’s a perky old “balletomane” to do?

by Anonymousreply 229October 21, 2024 5:49 AM

Reply 227, 50 years AND 2 feet apart!

by Anonymousreply 230October 22, 2024 1:19 AM

So he’s not leaving early? I’m impressed.

by Anonymousreply 231October 23, 2024 1:09 PM

Oh he’s leaving early r231. Dry begs must have netted a few quid as he’s off to Paris for culture and ballet and balletomane meanderings. There’s Dior to doorstep and Pret to plop - tout magnifique!

by Anonymousreply 232October 23, 2024 5:15 PM

His latest “creep” elicited a “You know the sexiest men!” from a fellow ugly person. The guy is okay, younger for sure, but not “super hot”. The fact they put up with the Bav’s twisted face, and nuclear sewer breath proves there are nice people left in the world. Did the bav “dangle the carrot” of being in his shitstack? I’m SURE HE DID. That’s what Diddy did, and that old queen from Abercrombie & Fitch. The Bav is MUCH SMALLER POTATOES, but the carrot dangles nonetheless. SICK SICK SICK.

by Anonymousreply 233October 23, 2024 8:43 PM

Weaving perverted creeping into a stultifying drone about “Faith”. UTTERLY LAUGHABLE. The WORST WRITER ON PLANET EARTH. Who buys into this garbage? Uneducated fraus, who think this is “intelligent”?? The mind reels

“The other day I spotted a young man through an archway scurrying down from the kasbah toward Tangier’s Grand Socco and recognized him as the person who so often makes my coffee at Cinemateque de Tangier. “Ibrihim,” I heard myself whisper his name, the recognition an incantation, his namesake a unifying thread in the narrative that keeps trying to tell itself to me, one of faith embedded within all faiths and the search - the pilgrimage - to find it where doubt is its double. Faith without doubt is adherence. Faith without doubt is the broadcast dirge that aggressively bounces off those walls of the Medina five times a day. I am called instead to doubt which summons forth my faith. “Ibrihim,” I whispered when I could no longer see the scurrying young man, not his name but the incantation.”

by Anonymousreply 234October 25, 2024 3:43 AM

Jesus Christ. He sucks. The corniness, the self importance, the boredom.

by Anonymousreply 235October 25, 2024 3:50 AM

As usual, he made getting his HIV meds a fucking palaver involving everyone and their mother. “The Kahhhndness of Straiinngers!” yet again. Global drama…GOD FORBID he takes care of getting his own meds by himself. Oh he “treated” some weird women to coffee, in a cat hair strewn cafè. THAT’S “PAYING IT FORWARD”, isn’t it???

by Anonymousreply 236October 26, 2024 1:34 AM

He made it to Paris, and of COURSE, his landlady is Chic! Gimcracks and “talismans” in place on his stupid desk, along with tattered paperbacks by James Baldwin, assorted rocks, a pine cone, a lone playing card. Simply pathetic.

by Anonymousreply 237October 28, 2024 2:52 PM

And a vile looking pret plop… Eating fucking pre-packed overpriced crap from a chain in Paris, of all places.

Still, “papa” is back where he feels seen by the demimonde, can’t wait for a pic of his shared shitter!

by Anonymousreply 238October 28, 2024 11:57 PM

R239. I’m sure he’s already partaking of the fragrant fumes!

by Anonymousreply 239October 29, 2024 7:06 AM

[quote] lone playing card

Ace of spades?

by Anonymousreply 240October 29, 2024 12:39 PM

“You can’t make this up…well, you CAN, but I don’t”…

“Chocolate Mousse”??? SURE, JAN!!! “My across-the-hall neighbor is a lovely 21-year-old young man from LA who is a chef and was accepted at a great restaurant here to start his career. His name is Ari and late last night our paths crossed in the kitchen for the first time and we shared some of this chocolate mousse he brought home with him. Chocolate mousse shared with a handsome young chef at midnight after coming home from the Paris Opera Ballet right down the street at the Palais Garnier .... aahhhhh ....yes ... Paris ... like a stereotypical Netflix series ... everything connects ...”

by Anonymousreply 241October 30, 2024 5:05 PM

🫎💩

by Anonymousreply 242October 30, 2024 7:06 PM

That chef better lock his bedroom door ro keep toothless gramps out!

by Anonymousreply 243October 31, 2024 9:04 AM

Confirming our erstwhile traveler keeps updated on our thoughts there’s an explanation of why he eats the pedestrian crap it’s due to his higher calling as a pilgrim why even his shared shitter gets a shout out!

by Anonymousreply 244October 31, 2024 1:47 PM

At least the food in Morocco was nutritious and cheap. In London he seems to exist on Starbucks, spaghetti and stale pastries.

by Anonymousreply 245October 31, 2024 5:54 PM

In Paris, where the food is a lifestyle all its own, he “dry begs” living on “half sandwiches and crisps”…preferring to spend his “money” on the culture that nourishes him!! The symphony of foreign turdfumes from the shared bathroom only adds to his overall well-being. Tangiers didn’t cut the mustard, and in Paris, he fondly recalls the French girl who farted, and not unlike Proust’s madeleines, he yearns to savor the stench yet again.

by Anonymousreply 246October 31, 2024 8:48 PM

Gay Paree has certainly enlivened the wizened senses. Showing what a master of letters he is with fulsome frottage of a statue of Pan - his “hoofed hairy horned handsome” avatar 🤢

by Anonymousreply 247November 2, 2024 5:14 PM

Has he been able to peel that nacreous layer of soiled jeans off himself yet?

by Anonymousreply 248November 2, 2024 5:18 PM

Speaking of soiled, permacrust pants firmly in place as he’s back to harassing handsome shopkeepers true to the playbook. He’s found one with a mutt called skat , and in case his acolytes don’t quite get it, he spells out his fondness for faeces “let’s just say I’m into her”. Christ he’s vile.

by Anonymousreply 249November 2, 2024 5:21 PM

Not so coded messages sounding the clarion call that the cunt is into shitsex! Now I’ve seen everything. SHE’S COME UNDONE! Hanging out her (shit on a) shingle as a depraved doodie daddie! PEE-EWWW!! Well, desperate times call for desperate measures! Could all that fromage bleu have clogged her rotted pipes? Was the Joker correct when he exclaimed “THIS TOWN NEEDS AN ENEMA!!”?? We all know gay Paree ain’t Gotham City, but snuggling up to a dog named “Skat”???…HOLY CRAPLOGS!!! “YOU CANT MAKE THIS STUFF UP…well, you could, BUT I DONT!”

Message received, SCATMAN!

by Anonymousreply 250November 3, 2024 12:38 AM

Now he’s creeping on a 17 yr old. OMG he’s really sick.

by Anonymousreply 251November 3, 2024 9:10 PM

Paris looks drab, glary and overcast in his pictures.

Not his fault; but one must assume it is better in the springtime.

by Anonymousreply 252November 3, 2024 10:01 PM

Now he’s droning on about staying overseas as a grim pill pretty much for good…I didn’t bother to read his shitstack, but know full well that this is going to be fraught with drama like the recent shit show regarding his meds. Sure, this may be just post election TRAUMA, considering Mrs. Walz makes a mean gingersnap🙄….but what *REALLY* annoys me is that we may have 4 MORE YEARS of him trying to make “The tacky fascist know nothing vulgarian” happen again. It didn’t stick the first time Mary, so let’s try something new, SHALL WE? Your act is really threadbare, and you need to try to be more scintillating. Can we at LEAST get another chapter in your insipid incest, black earwax, drama?? Or did you run out of your beloved meth??

by Anonymousreply 253November 8, 2024 5:13 AM

Oh, enough with her knitting five dollar words together like some sort of gay spinster Mrs. Havisham trying to “teach us”.

Homeless, jobless, toothless, and single. Not even sure if she’s still sober, either.No thanks!

by Anonymousreply 254November 8, 2024 7:56 AM

The ex-pat, teaching us wise lessons from afar!

by Anonymousreply 255November 8, 2024 12:04 PM

It’s kind of like “The King and I”, but with rancid spinach plops, and an undying love of scat!

by Anonymousreply 256November 8, 2024 3:25 PM

Kevin Sessums, a writer with eyes like haunted pools, stumbled through the moonlit forest, his heart a trapped bird in his chest. Behind him, the coven cackled, their voices echoing through the ancient trees. Defacto, the leader, with her obsidian eyes, Greg, whose laughter tasted of graveyard dust, and Teacake, sweet-faced but with a soul of poisoned honey, were gaining on him. He had stolen their grimoire, a book bound in human skin and filled with whispers of forgotten curses. Kevin, desperate, tripped over a gnarled root, the book tumbling from his grasp. As the coven descended, their shadows swallowing him whole, he braced for the inevitable, a single tear tracing a path down his cheek.

by Anonymousreply 257November 11, 2024 11:46 AM

Homeless, jobless and toothless is no way to go through life, Bav.

by Anonymousreply 258November 11, 2024 11:59 PM

About that "interview" with Sophia Loren... likely the questions were submitted electronically and her handlers had more than hand in answering them... ala Kim Kardashian's "last interview" with Elizabeth Taylor.

by Anonymousreply 259November 14, 2024 3:04 AM

R259. It goes to show how utterly useless he really is. He has the NERVE to say he “no longer chases” celebrities, but drops names and plays the “remember when” game so often, it’s become his identity. He can post a trio of plops, or creep on “the cool kids” wherever he may be…but he really has nothing to add to the conversation. You’d think with all the shows he sees for free (notice he RARELY mentions “press tickets” anymore…hmmmmm) he’d review SOMETHING. He simply doesn’t. He grifts a meal here and there, between plops. He writes a puff piece for “Mentally Ill Mountain Woman” magazine, a Pitt gig given to him by some other loser, and now has VOWED to stay away for YEARS. Don’t you have to live in the USA at least some of the year? Who knows. All I know is that he recently alluded to being into “skat”, a canine he rolled around on the floor with in the middle of a store. A not so coded message, obviously trolling for merde dates. EW!!!!!!

by Anonymousreply 260November 15, 2024 9:52 PM

The sheer desperation in dragging out some snaps of his wizened self with jug-eared Russell Tovey to wish him a public happy birthday 😂😂😂

by Anonymousreply 261November 16, 2024 1:33 AM

I must be in the extreme minority, because everyone seems to think Tovey is super hot. I don’t. He’s average, and those ears are too much. But I’m sure the bav masturbates hoping tovey will snake a smelly craplog down his throat. 🎵Such are the dreams of the everyday housewife…🎶

by Anonymousreply 262November 16, 2024 5:46 AM

The Bav shit the bed (😂) with this one. People are asking him if he’s drinking….as if booze was his problem😂😂😂!! This is truly the whisperings of a madwoman. Fucking pathetic.

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by Anonymousreply 263November 18, 2024 2:55 AM

He didn’t mention weird butt stuff? At least?

by Anonymousreply 264November 18, 2024 1:09 PM

We got treated to a treatise on talc. How he keeps his nether regions “fresh” disgusting old creeper.

by Anonymousreply 265November 19, 2024 11:16 AM

He’s certainly “on trend”….”dusting powder tok” is a growing subset of Tik Tok, with many a gal sharing her dollar store recipe. Weaving his “sports playing days” in this “narrative” is hysterical.

by Anonymousreply 266November 19, 2024 4:29 PM

Now he’s dreaming about Shawn Mendes…as if he’d have anything to do with a liver spotted newt that looks like Gollum. I’m sure visions of sugar plums dance in his head, while he fantasizes about tasting Shawn’s nut studded deep brown “Yule log”.😂😂😂. ALLEGEDLY

by Anonymousreply 267November 20, 2024 5:02 AM

Kevin Sessums is an asshole, but he is a human asshole who isn't famous enough to be incessantly stalked here, have accidents and ill health wished on him, and to have his health problems mocked.

by Anonymousreply 268November 20, 2024 1:59 PM

Porto!

by Anonymousreply 269November 21, 2024 9:39 PM

I’m actually going to be there at the same time! Not the full duration obviously as I’m neither jobless nor homeless.

by Anonymousreply 270November 22, 2024 2:05 AM

Well take him to lunch and get back to us...

by Anonymousreply 271November 22, 2024 4:48 PM

LOLOLOL. HE WAS THROWN OUT OF THE BALLET FOR TRYING TO SNEAK INTO AN EXPENSIVE SEAT!!! Plus AirBnb problems, a rotted tooth acting up, and Magooey issues with the trains!! HAPPY HOLIDAYS!! (Oh, he sponged a dinner off a weird woman, and seemed indifferent, NOT FULL OF GRATITUDE!!)

“Small-town Vienna - ain't so small-town after all. I went to see Christopher Wheeldon's The Winter's Tale tonight performed by the Wiener Staatsballett at Wiener Staatsoper. I had an awful seat in the back of a side loge and even standing on the footrest I could only see about 1/4 of the stage. What I saw seemed to be danced rather well. I ended up just focusing on the orchestra since here the orchestra pit isn't actually a pit and the orchestra is almost on the same level as the audience down in those seats. In fact, there were five empty seats off the aisle on the second row. So in the first interval I went down to sit in the aisle one and two women sat in two of the four other seats next to me. I have done this for fifty years of going to operas and ballet and theatre. When there is a better seat I move to it during an interval. I do it at the Royal Opera House all the time. And in Paris at the Palais Garnier and at the Bastille the ushers actually move you down to better seats right before the curtain. It's the French egalitarian way and why I love them so much. At the Met in NY I move to better seats as well. In Broadway theaters, I do it all the time.

Tonight for the first time ever in my life right before the curtain in the second act an officious usher or manager or some sort of factotum came and told me to get up and that I had to leave and basically threw me out of the house. I had a real walk of shame up this aisle as the whole audience in their seats watched me walk out. Believe me, almost all eyes were on the ugly American being shamed. Another usher looked worried as I exited - maybe a fellow gay man in solidarity with me - and wanted to know what was wrong. I told him I was basically thrown out.

Vienna, I'm getting the message: leave. You're throwing me out.

Tonight was on top of the underground trains to my station not running. My problems with my Airbnb. And I also have a bad tooth suddenly that feels as if I need a root canal. That started up yesterday too. The only nice thing was my early dinner tonight with the lovely Viennese woman who reached out and shared it with me. That balances some of this. But I will never forget that walk of shame tonight as all those Austrian eyes were on me in that opera house. Never. I have more tickets to other evenings there but I will arrive with my tail tucked and believe me you'll never see another photo of that place ever again from me.

I do like walking around the city. It's beautiful and .. well .. walkable. But it doesn't like me back.

Onward might mean exiting early and maybe going to Paris for ten days at the end of December before my return to London. Vienna is maybe being put in my path to prove to me that home is indeed Paris and London and Tangier. Maybe that is what this is about in a positive way”.

by Anonymousreply 272November 26, 2024 10:10 PM

I’m giving thanks 😂😂😂 How very DARE the usher eject a grifter with decades of experience for stealing a seat.

The unspecified Airbnb problems with rotten tooth revisited has the heady, rich scent of the Christmas dry beg!

by Anonymousreply 273November 27, 2024 12:23 AM

R273. IT SURE DOES

by Anonymousreply 274November 27, 2024 2:21 AM

Oh, and his “padded laptop case” was “stolen” out of his room…looks like it’s gonna be a hard candy Christmas here in Vienna for our bav…

🎶Hey, maybe I’ll eat some scat…🎵

ALLEGEDLY

by Anonymousreply 275November 27, 2024 5:35 AM

Surely damage to his laptop as a result of this egregious theft cannot be far behind? Whatever would the acolytes do if the shitstack was somehow suspended due to equipment failure? We haven’t had a laptop beg since the heady heights of the Hudson “loft” so it’s about time.

by Anonymousreply 276November 27, 2024 6:55 AM

R70, Don’t forget TOOTHLESS

by Anonymousreply 277November 27, 2024 9:10 AM

Hahaha 🤣 indeed not toothless either!

by Anonymousreply 278November 27, 2024 9:21 AM

Don't gaslight our Bav! You don't think he will notice the loss of a precious heirloom like a padded laptop case? He only has ten personal belongings. You stole it because you knew it was valuable, and only returned it because you knew that theft of such a high-value item would have you locked up in prison for the rest of your life. You Germans and your rap headphones!!

by Anonymousreply 279November 27, 2024 2:42 PM

All signs point to leaving Vienna, but he’s made it abundantly clear it’s not financially feasible, telling person after person…..now if that’s not a dry beg, WHAT IS?? He’s *actually* upset that not every little thing is going his way, and that he couldn’t steal a better seat at the opera. What a chunk of dogshit.

by Anonymousreply 280November 27, 2024 9:49 PM

His latest shitstack has wordplay gems like “courage ….courreges” and “tourist….tsuris”.🙄🙄🙄🙄 Plus he screams at a woman named Macbeth, spraying his spittle into her face. SURE, JAN.

by Anonymousreply 281November 29, 2024 5:12 AM

Lady Macbreath 🤢🤢🤮

by Anonymousreply 282November 29, 2024 7:08 AM

Bav’s current theme

“This means nothing to me This means nothing to me Oh, Vienna…”

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