If, before last night, I’d known that Wet Hot American Summer featured a gay sex scene with Bradley Cooper getting fucked in the ass, I would have watched it long ago.

That is all.

I have to say, there’s not quite as much happening as a result of the Advocate thing as I’d expected. Nothing’s happening, actually, other than an uptick in my daily hit count. At the very least I was expecting people from my past to crawl out of the woodwork and e-mail me with things like, “Hey, Jeff, remember me from way back when? I saw your name in the Advocate!” and possibly, “I didn’t know you were gay. Guess what? I am, too.”

But it hasn’t happened yet.

Oh, well.

Interesting piece on the intricacies of pre-empting network TV programming for a live presidential news conference.