New owners Mike Leon and Alex Montiel will be preserving everything that matters: Thursday night music, Sunday Beer Busts and even the original staff.

Pictured below: Mike and Alex take the mic; Supervisors Jane Kim, David Campos and Scott Weiner asked us where we wanted that champagne baby, and where we wanted it was down our throat; Anna Conda, who led the activist charge for the return of The Eagle, celebrates with the bar’s general manager, Ron Hennis.

images by Alex Cosenza for Das Einhorn

Das Einhorn went to Play after Dore Alley to show off the new hat prototypes. That’s the designer Gio Adame on the left. On the right is a special fellow named Ian, who was my boyfriend until I started loving him too much to have sex with him. The sad truth is that after years of anonymous online hook-ups, my vas deferens won’t go into production unless it’s a stranger at the door.

image by Uel Renteria

I ran into a nice burly fellow on the street Saturday night, and because he was wearing a COLT wife-beater I said hello and invited him upstairs for stranger sex. I was drunk and had run out of polyurethane condoms so I stuck it in raw. It seemed like a great decision until I came. Now I’m on post-exposure prophylaxis for the second time.

Last time I went on PEP they gave me Combivir, but now I’m lucky enough to be on Truvada, which has fewer side effects and unlike Combivir goes fine with alcohol. It all seems so apropos of Steve Handley’s Issue 3 piece on Truvada. The whole thing is even more timely given the news last month that the FDA is approving trial runs for the use of Truvada as PrEP, pre-exposure prophylaxis.

The idea is that some men would rather take a pill a day than use condoms. That’s all well and good for as long as the makers of Truvada are fronting the bill in return for research, but I’m not sure how feasible the condom pass will be once the $1,000-per-month pills need to get paid for.

The only photo of me to survive the night is below. This is my “I suffer from a drug problem” face.

images by Allen Jordan

From top left clockwise: hostess Juanita MORE! gives us throat buckle; Matt Picon gives us comb fascinator and Joshua Pritchard gives us Warsaw; resident photographer Cabure Bonugli wears the Das Einhorn hat prototype, flanked by out-of-face Sister Roma and Ms. Rahni; style editor Riley Johndonnell is a candy slave; and Rotimi looks rather satisfied with himself doesn’t he.

images by Dan Ostergren at Sui Generis

I started a magazine to get offline, then learned that to promote it I had to get back online. So here I am, blogging again. Ran into Brian Kenny and Slava Mogutin when they were eating lunch near the Ace Hotel. Said “I love you” and put a third issue into each of their hands. Sauntered away feeling skinny. I’ve now “met” the three coolest people in New York when you count David Mason, who had me to his apartment two days ago to  introduce me to his taxidermy collection. But then I went in to his freezer and helped myself to some of his coffee-flavored Patron so now he won’t text me back.

Here he is in Issue 3: Strings Attached, from an exclusive 6-page run of his Slick It Up fetishwear. The new campaign has a nice and homonymy title. “A Knight Alone.”