By Village Voice Writers
By Lindsay Toler
By Lindsay Toler
By Danny Wicentowski
By Lindsay Toler
By Sean Kelley
By Ray Downs
By Ray Downs
If the ragtag bunch featured in this month's St. Louis Magazine really are "20 of the city's most interesting eligibles," then this town's in trouble. Unless your ideal mate is undistinguished and has poor taste, that is. Overwhelmingly white, corporate and homely, the St. Louis Mag list profiles movers and shakers like "Katie Brown, 23, Aries, Nanny" and "Chad Luther, 29, Taurus, Sales Rep for Grey Eagle Distributors." The latter confesses that the best way to relax is a "bubble bath with candles, wine and Kenny G. in the background," and that the first thing he'd buy if he won the lottery is "new friends." Fred Hessel, 38, Taurus, with a Job Title Much Too Long to Mention Here, can't remember if his favorite quote was said by Mark Twain or Shania Twain.
The rumor mill has it that the list was drawn from friends and associates of St. Louis Magazine staffers. Hell, Unreal can do better than that, right in our own editorial department.
Without further ado, we give you Ben "Shirtsoff" Westhoff, 26, Gemini, Riverfront Times Editorial Fella. Just call him "St. Louis' Top Bachelor for All Eternity Until He Finds That Special Sweetie."
But as the white-hot photo and deliciously metrosexual profile below suggest, Shirtsoff isn't going to be single much longer.
Three-Word Self-Description: I'm all dat
Ultimate Dinner Companion(s): All of the world's loveliest ladies sitting at a giant table
Superpower I'd Like to Have: To get all the other sucka MCs to stop straight tripping off me
A Casual Friend Would Never Guess: That I'm disgustingly rich and talented
Best Way to Relax: Long hot baths full of sweet-smelling salts
Have Always Wanted To: Work at a shelter for abandoned cute puppies and kittens
Splurge: Chocolates, roses, the Kama Sutra and silk sheets -- all for my sweetheart-to-be
So That's Why They Call It Hump Day
Last Wednesday the St. Louis Post-Dispatch ran a gripping front-page article about a team of Dutch scientists who have discovered that a telltale region of the female brain shows no activity when a woman fakes an orgasm. Conversely, according to P-D staff writer Tina Hesman's November 12 account, when women do have orgasms, their brains show activity similar to orgasming males.
Stop the, um, fucking presses!
The press release from People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals is too much to pass up: A nude woman painted with tiger stripes would sit in a cage at the intersection of Olive and Seventh streets November 11 to protest the arrival of Ringling Bros. and Barnum & Bailey Circus.
No expert on this sort of thing, Unreal has recruited Jacinta, a professional stripper from the Diamond Cabaret in Sauget, to critique the performance.
Before climbing into a small wire cage, the PETA activist, who says her name is Brandi and that she's come in from Virginia to stage the event, amiably distributes anti-cruelty literature to passers-by. But once in the cage, it's all business for Brandi, who stares out at her audience wearing only a frown.
Jacinta says the body paint looks "kind of silly" and suggests that Brandi might give smiling a try. The cage, our expert adds, is much too small and flimsy; wrought-iron bars would be an improvement, as would a whip -- perhaps she could flick it at the pole of a nearby streetlamp. "She needs more room to move -- she'd get more attention that way," Jacinta observes. "Let the animal out inside."
When a police officer informs Brandi that she's obstructing the sidewalk and orders her out of her cage, Jacinta can barely contain her delight. "See?" she squeals. "We all agree: He wants more action. He'd be more into it, and so would everyone else. They're going to have to physically remove her. That will be fun -- a little S&M!"
Alas, Brandi docilely does as she's been told.
"Now she's just walking around," Jacinta complains. "She's not doing much. No bouncing. Somebody needs to go up there and give her a dollar."
Jacinta also points out the obvious: Despite PETA's "Body-Painted Beauty Bares All" promise, Brandi is equipped with pasties and very un-thonglike panties. When the discrepancy is mentioned, a fellow activist retorts, "She's pretty bare."
"She's not thatbare," Jacinta sniffs. "She's got panties on. 'Bare all' is bare all. Conservatives!"
A Season on the Brink
Paced by senior guard Ron Burton's 19 points (including five three-pointers), the Sanford-Brown Indians improved to 2-0 with a 75-50 rout of visiting McKendree College Saturday night. The win brings the Indians within one victory of their total winning output last year, when coach John Campbell's squad finished 3-23. Campbell subbed in his entire second unit midway through each half to go easy on McKendree, which was forced to field an undermanned split squad to meet dual commitments begotten by a scheduling flub.
By Campbell's own admission, the season-opening honeymoon might come to an end in games this Friday against bulky Bethel College and next Tuesday against the University of Dubuque (Iowa). Both games start at 7:30 p.m. at St. Louis Christian College, 1360 Grandview Drive, Florissant.
Out of the Loopy
Knockoffs of the satirical weekly The Onion have run like a plague through the nation's arteries, and here in St. Louis we have at least two. The University City Loopy, which just released its inaugural issue, skewers Delmar happenings with headlines like "Thai Country Cafe, Fitz's to Merge: 'TITZ'S,'" and "Illinois Man Stranded, Needs $8 for Gas, but His Car Is Parked a Mile 'That Way....'" Loopywill likely be impossible to find outside the Loop, as creator Graham McBride says the paper's budget is approximately "the amount of change I can find in my ass."