| I go overseas to the first time, heading to Paris and London - where I got Gonorrhea at Substation South and my first nipple pierced. Two very interesting souvenirs. Began working as the Telecom Coordinator for Midland Title. Got canned for being queer. Fuckers. BF#3 Anil, the New York City boy, is the first and only to break my heart. I wish him peace, love, success, and an incurable case of crabs. |
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| I was born in the wagon of a travelling show, my mama used to dance for the money they'd throw. Papa would do whatever he could - preach a little gospel, sell a couple bottles of “Dr. Good.” Gypsies, tramps and thieves - we'd hear it from the people of the - DAMN IT, that's Cher's life, not mine! Okay, although Cher and I both have that special touch of star quality, my life is not as interesting. True, hard to believe, but true. So to spare you from falling asleep before getting to the bottom of the page where the nekkid pictures are, I thought it would be fun to do a timeline: |
| WHO IS DANNY? |
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| April 11, 1978 Born in Cleveland, Ohio at 6:26pm. 1984 I had my fist kiss with some chic in Kindergarten. Actually, I just kissed her forehead and ran like hell ‘cause she tried to hit me. I am not sure if this was before or after the day when I threw up all over my desk and sat politely with my hand raised to ask if I could go to the bathroom. |
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| 1985 Me and Paul Bainline get caught playing doctor on the front porch. Sticks don’t work as well as thermometers, just so you know. Thank God we didn't get splinters! My sister gets to see Michael Jackson in concert. I got the "Wish Bear" action figure. Yeah, I WISHED I got to see Michael Jackson in concert instead of a fucking Care Bear figure. Of course, having seen Michael in 2001, now I know that the action figure wasn't a bad deal. 1987 Mrs. Dresser, my science teacher, for absolutley no good reason, informed the class that there really is no Santa Clause. Stupid menopausal bitch. We move to Cleveland (from a suburb) and I have to go to Catholic school so I don’t get bussed to the hood. Up until the move, I was the most popular kid in school. Now, I was the “fat faggot” – and would be for the remainder of my adolescent years. Damn Catholic kids. I have my fist “experience” with the same sex. It was not my idea and I was uncomfortable. It was in the attic. Two flowers in the attic. This was also the year that I went to my first ever concert - Gloria Estefan and the Miami Sound Machine on their Let it Loose Tou. My 2nd concert was Madonna's Who's that Girl Tour later that year. |
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| 1989 My crush for Erica Bostwick begins. Goddamn she was ugly. What the hell was I thinking! Also, I joined the school bowling team – who says us gays can’t be athletic!? 1991 GF#1 - Nikki Baad. What the hell kinda name is Baad? She looked like a chipmunk. This was the year I got my first job. McDonald’s. Fifteen minutes before my first shift I returned my uniform at the drive thru. 1992 I think this was the year I really got my first job at Kamm’s Pet Center. They wanted me to clean the cages. Didn’t they know that that would require getting dirty. Christina Aguilara might like Dirrrty, but I don’t. I quit after a week. In June I spot my first hair. Damn I was a late bloomer. The first emission followed – All the times I had done it before, it never had a finale like that. That was also the day of my 8th grade graduation. I had a mullet. Hello twelve, hello thirteen, hello love. Changes, oh, down below, up above. Time to doubt, to breakout, it's a mess! Time to grow, time to go, adolesce! Too young to take over, too old to ignore. "Gee, I'm almost ready...but, what for?" There's a lot I am not searching of, Hello twelve, hello thirteen, hello love! I am a freshman. Everyone is afraid of starting off high school on the wrong foot. Take my advice, don’t begin your new academic life by dating (GF#2) the butch lesbian from your 3rd period Spanish class. And then don’t piss her off by dating (GF#3) her friend who has hearing aides. I think I was subconsciously trying to scar myself to reinforce that I would never be straight. I was pretty outgoing in high School. I wanted to be like my sister was in her school. So I joined the Newspaper, Year Book, Art Club, Drama Club, SADD and student government. |
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| 1993 My love affair with Tina Turner begins. GF#4 Jackie. The Barbie look-a-like. She cheated on me. She's a fatty now. 1994 GF#5 Heather, who's older brother turned out to be gay. (Guess I was dating the wrong one!) I also got my second job at General Cinema’s Movie Theater. They wanted me to serve concessions all night instead of watch movies. As far as they know, I am still on break ‘cause I never went back! Get my Driver’s License and my first car, a 1979 Oldsmobile Delta 88 - which was the most disgusting shade of green. Everyone nicknamed it "booger." 1995 Between Junior and Senior year I get skinny. Mad skinny and mad hot. Before I returned from summer vacation, I had done three fashion shows. 1996 In one night, I go to Prom, have my first taste of "sushi," and come out of the closet to the girl who sold me that sour "sushi" - but as bi. I was on the "Bi Now, Gay Later" plan. A month later I went to Disney World with her and her family and had my first, you know, with a guy. Henry, a 23 yr. old Latino cop from Miami. He was hot. And psycho. After him, I broke up with the 4 girls I was dating and became what I was born to be: |
| BF#1 Trent Illig, later changed to Taylor Illig in honor of Taylor Dayne. He was performing in the Rock N Roll show that me and my last girlfriend saw the day after prom at Cedar Point. It’s the oldest story in the world: Boy meets boy, boy dumps boy cause he won’t sleep with him. Boy moves to Hollywood, gets hit on Santa Monica Boulevard by a semi truck, his body lands in a convertible coming up the intersecting street. Seriously, he was an extremely telented boy. Miss Dayne would be proud. While we were dating, he took me to my first gay bar, Visions. I will always remember being nervous as I walked through the entrance expecting leather and drag. It was quite normal to the contrary, and the first song I heard - One by One. You guessed it, by Cher. On a lighter note, my first nephew and godson is born. I started working at the Holiday Inn, doing singing telegrams on the weekend, stripping after that, and got my first starring role on stage. After the curtain call on opening night of Master Harold and the Boys, my parents told me they had no idea that I could act LIKE THAT. That's when they gave me their blessing to move to NYC. Appear in my first movie, Telling Lies in America, alongside Kevin Bacon, Calista Flockhart and Brad Renfro. See that, you are now only ONE degree away from Kevin Bacon. |
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| 1997 I got my first apartment. BF#2 David moves in. And out. Years later, I am happy to say we are still friends. I also got my first real job, GTE Wireless. Job kinda sucked. They kept firing people. So I quit. 1998 After breaking up with David, I decided to get my ass back on stage and did Grease, Cabaret and Murder on the Nile |
| 2001 My father dies. I am robbed twice. I file for bankruptcy. I am at the WTC on 9/11. WELCOME TO NEW YORK. On the positive side, my neice was born and I got to go to Vegas.. 2002 - 2003 I had to combine the years because after all the alcohhol, they are kinda smeared together. Began the year off by moving into my own three bedroom two bathroom duplex with a spiral staircase and 18 ft. terrace. Fell in love with Mike. He was a thug. He's doing 5 years in maximum security. Where do I meet these guys? Traveled to Hollywood for a second time to give it another shot - still hated it. Ended the year on unemployment while attending LaGuardia College. On Christmas break I went to London, Barcelona, Berlin, Venice, and Milan - where I was taken in a car, tied up, held at knife point and robbed. Mamma Mia! |
| 1999 Performed raunchy improv in The Human Zoo at the Brick Alley Theater in addition to You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown and Little Shop of Horrors. My second nephew is born. (And named after me!) |
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| Dancing Queen, young and sweet only seventeen Dancing queen, feel the beat from the tambourine oh, yeah You can dance, you can jive - having the time of your life See that boy, watch that scene - Diggin the dancing queen |
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| 2000 Starred in The Foreigner before making my Cleveland stage bow in Purlie. BF#4 moved in with me. After two months I sent his loose ass back to Canada. He is now seeing a shrink, taking meds and devotes most of his online journal talking about how the world is against him. He hasn't figured it out yet, IT IS! New Years Eve I load up the truck and start spreading the news... |
| 2004 I graduated as an Emergency Medical Technician then decided to move to South Beach. After three months, I found someone to take over the rest of my lease and got my ass back to NYC. For everything else, read the main page! |