The National Lesbian & Gay Journalists Association (NLGJA), which works to promote fair and accurate coverage of gays within the news industry, has appointed David...
Heavenly Round-Up: If God's in Her heaven and all's right with the world, why are you standing there with that look on your face? It's...
Marjorie C. MacGregor (Photo by 'Metro Weekly' file photo) There are pictures of Marjorie C. MacGregor on display at 17th Street's Trio Restaurant, where...
Ed Bailey and John Guggenmos, the masterminds behind a string of gay nightclubs and bars for nearly two decades in Washington, including Tracks and VelvetNation,...
Organizers of the fourth annual MASTER/slave Conference say they expect more than 300 people to attend this year's event, which kicks off on Friday, July...
Heavenly Round-Up: There's a brooding quality in the air. This is the calm before the other shoe drops, on both the micro and meta levels....
Heavenly Round-Up: Is it forgiveness? Absolution? A fresh start? Whatever you call it, you're in a position to reposition yourself. Now that you've won a...
Jose Carrasquillo's interpretation of Macbeth at the Washington Shakespeare Company, a production where the full cast is nude for the entirety of the play, has...
When sporting have a buzz cut, what need do you have for Hairspray? So I missed both John Waters' 1988 original movie starring Ricki Lake...
Members of several Northern Virginia equal rights organizations, including Equality Fairfax and the Arlington Gay and Lesbian Alliance, are heading to the state capital for...
Sporting news... There wasn't enough CO2 at Nellie's Sports Bar this past Monday to high-ball the high-quality beers on draft -- and at times there...
Here in Washington, being publicly discredited is no bar to employment for the industrious and well-connected. If you are sufficiently shameless, being a disgraced former...
As summer-camp memories go, mine are scant. I've settled for the vicarious pleasure of listening to my gay pal, Mike, share his memories of charmed...
July 20, 1969, nighttime. Crickets are chirping. A warm breeze gently sifts through the trees, rustling the leaves. A small, black-and-white TV emits a glow...
Given the theme of the magazine that I'm sure you've come to expect thus far, I'm somewhat embarrassed to admit that I've actually never been...