545. Yesteryear's Queers' Word of the Day #62 - Dropping Hairpins

Dropping Hairpins

Interjecting hints

in conversation about 

ones sexuality hoping 

others follow suit

-1950s-

Dropping hairpins can be subtle, for example "I don't really mind when a tailor measures me for a new pair of pants - especially if I'm not getting any"

-versus a more direct approach-

"I like those pleated slacks your wearing...it looks like you dress to the left; am I correct?"

-or-

"I hear Rock Hudson's not the marrying kind.  I doubt I will ever be either"

-versus-

"I'm just mad for Physique Magazine.  Would you ever pose like that for a stranger with a camera?"

 

In 1969, the New York Mattachine Society Newsletter called Stonewall "the hairpin drop heard round the world"

Also see: "Friend of Dorothy"

541. Footlight Fairies Cabaret Turn-About JC Superstar

Some of the cast at Footlight Fairies Cabaret (located off the lobby at Loveless Motel) are caught treading the boards in rehearsal for an as yet unannounced number, but a little bird has let us know that the one-night-only production will feature an all male, all nude cast presenting snippets of Jesus Christ Superstar. Show Director Bobbi Frapples says "Yes, I know we are taking a lot of liberties here, however we're saving a fortune on costumes."  In this scene, a confrontational J.C.(portrayed by the sensational Mr. Leva Malone, Miss F I Des Moines, 1962) is calmed by Marty Magdalene (as usual, on his knees) and Judas Iscariot, who entreat him with "Everything's Alright". In the fully realized production, beards will be added.  Isn't that just always the way...  

Mr. Frapples candidly confesses they still have to work out how tips will be handled, because after all it IS drag queens, albeit out of drag,  but currently the thought is coin-tossing from audience seats with silver dollars purchased in advance, to simulate shekels. The idea has been presented to Nic the Senior Manager who, concerned with liability issues of flying metal objects hurled by drunks with petty grudges in the direction of a stage in a darkened room, will seek the advice of Pounds, Butts and Bates LLC., Loveless Motel's solicitors of choice.

510. Footlight Fairies Cabaret engages frequent guests

 

Loveless Motel guests were entertained last night in an impromptu surprise appearance by frequent guests working under the names of Smith and Smith at Footlight Fairies Cabaret, with a special cameo guest who appeared briefly on stage, to the shock and delight of the small crowd assembled that evening, unbeknownst to management ahead of time, and afterwards escorted quickly off the property and put in a cab.  Women are not allowed at Loveless Motel in any capacity, though  we secretly employ one woman in the kitchen whose specific task is to make coleslaw for all restaurants on the property.  She's 78, nearly blind and very hard of hearing, goes commando and straddles the bucket as she mixes a batch of 30 pounds at a time, which we have asked her not to do, but everyone raves about the coleslaw so management has decided to leave well enough alone - hands off the coleslaw lady, per Nic. 

Anyway, our California guests ("Cary Grant and Randolph Scott got nothin' on us...") seek rest and solitude while sneaking away to our little Tryst Town, and Loveless guests know to the respect the privacy  and anonymity of men they may recognize.  After all, that's what gloryholes are for.

462. Yesteryear's Queers' Word of the day #52 - Wedding Bells

Wedding Bells

In prison, the squeaking 

sound a mattress makes, 

overheard in surrounding 

cells when two cell-mates

are fucking

-1950s-

"Hey Mac - sounds like Killer and the new kid are hitting it off - I hear wedding bells"

387. Yesteryear's Queers' Word of the Day #43 - Canned Fruit

Canned Fruit

A homosexual who 

hides his sexuality

from all but his 

closest associates

-1950s-

"I'm going to open a new account at First National Bank today - I'm skipping the free toaster offer, and I'm gonna look that new teller straight in the eye and tell him I'd rather have the canned fruit."

360. Blunt Smoke Shop for his 21st Birthday

 Two brothers from Michigan have booked into Loveless Motel to celebrate a 21st Birthday Party.  The Birthday Man, Harry Geldmacher, seen here on the left at Blunt's Smoke Shop and Lottery Tickets, is shown here with big brother Frank.  It's Harry's first time to an all-male resort, and Frank has promised a few birthday surprises.  They're heading over to the stables for a horse ride this afternoon.  Dick Blunt told Frank "no charge" for the pack of Camels, and threw in a lottery ticket and a couple of 'gars, and a pack of Beechnut chewing tobacco. "You'll need this over at the stables," he said, "and it's always a good thing to offer a cowboy a chaw"

354. Yesteryear's Queers' Word of the Day #40 - Fresh Fruit

Fresh Fruit

A stranger in the bar - 

new meat in town - 

latest menu item

=1950s-

"Will ya look what just got off the bus! I'm gonna make it my mission

to get the first slice of that piece of fresh fruit!"

304. Sunday Paper available for Loveless Readers

  For those who just can't tear themselves away from the real world while on vacation here at Loveless Motel, request a copy of the local paper be delivered to your room daily, or pick up a copy of the Sunday paper only at Hit and Split, the convenience store located off the lobby, where clothing is required.

276. Internship - Rewards and Punishments

 Every new class of interns at Loveless Motel has its stars and its class clowns.  From time to time our mentors/training facilitators have to make a public example of a young man who needs to get with the program.  More often than not, the result is a mutual respect and understanding which leads to a deeper relationship while intern and mentor plumb the depths of possibilities in private one on one sessions.

"Uncle Joe" is one such mentor who came to us as a young intern in the 1950s and has made a career of putting his finger on and developing an intern's best assets.

261. Yesteryear's Queers' Word of the Day #31 - Polari

Polari

A form of rhyming secret slang

used by British gays of the 20th century to communicated

in an era of homophobia and repression,

up until the late 1960s

"Bona to vada your dolly old eek"

=

"Good to see your beautiful face"

 

256. Yesteryear's Queers' Word of the Day #30 - Rug Burn

Rug Burn

A painful friction rash

caused by rough and repetitive

skin contact on carpet during sex,

especially to the knees or elbows

-1950s-

"My boyfriend complains that every time he fucks me on our new shag carpet, he get's rug burns on his knees. He fucks me dry - no lube or spit..what does he think that's doing to my hole?"

247. Ed Fury Wind Warning

Weather forecast says it will be windy today, and that means on the beach at the lake at Loveless Motel. Nipples to the wind, gentlemen.

219. Yesteryear's Queers' Word of the Day #25 - College Fuck

College Fuck

Rubbing your cock up against 

the flat stomach muscles

of your dorm buddy

until you cum

-1950s-

"Hey froshie, a little bird told me he showed you 

how to do the college fuck last night.  

Wanna show me what you learned?"

215. Get a Room

 Two of our new hires over at the Motor Pool have hit it off pretty well.  They say their eyes first met when they both reached under the hood at the same time and tried to tighten the same nut. 

205. We have a guest from the Big Apple

One of our frequent guests at Loveless Motel just sent us a few pictures of his stomping grounds in New York City.  The only reason you'd need a suit here is to get into Tickler's Lounge, our piano bar, located off the lobby. He's a popular guest with a repertoire of over 200 show tunes in his suit, and 32 positions out of it.

 

169. Hey Cowboy

Hey Cowboy! Maybe we'll see you tonight at the Malamute Saloon in the Bunkhouse at Loveless Motel

167. Spatterproof

 This guest wanted his accommodations at Loveless Motel equipped with cooking facilities, and has chosen one of our junior suites with a kitchenette.  He likes his morning protein, and a couple quickly fried eggs, over easy, please, are just the ticket.   Watch out for spatter!  Protect you personal huevos with a pair of well filled Y-front briefs from Packaged Goods!, located off the lobby - safety first! And who knows; he may get a double dose of Sunday morning protein after his first Saturday night with us.

165. Man overboard!

Early risers at Loveless Motel can witness lifeguard training this morning and tomorrow morning at the beach at Lake Loveless. In this example of last month's training exercise, the lifeguard pictured took so much time putting on his flippers that the fully clothed "guest" who had fallen out of a canoe drowned.  We commend the lifeguard, however, on being able to keep is cheaters on during the entire ordeal.

160. Yesteryear's Queers' Word of the Day #17 - Fluffer

Fluffer

A guy who's employed by a 

porn studio to "fluff up", 

or keep erect, 

a male performer 

during a filming session.

-1950s-

158. Photo suites at Shutter Bug Camera Shop

 

At Shutter Bug Camera Shop, located off the lobby,  you can arrange to book a themed photo suite for your private session, for a professional looking outcome.  Props and backdrops of all kinds are available, from simple to elaborate. Reach out to a member of our staff at Loveless Motel for details, or stop by and let us give you a private tour.  Rates may apply