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A diary. My oversharing and my drawings. Starring Vampiro, Tiggy and Morticia. With celebrity guests.

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Bill Mullen @billmullenink.bsky.social · 1d

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#DearDiary,

I have been feeling so empty and uninspired in regards to my drawing and writing, so I asked Todd for some subject matter from his life in a desperate attempt to get something down on paper.
I know it’s probably cheating to appropriate another person’s history for a diary entry, but this is my art and my artist’s license, so fuck it. Something is better than nothing.
Maybe.

Todd very quickly conjured a memory of a fabulous circa 1989 Detroit adventure involving porn legend Karen Dior and a handful of gay male adult film stars that included Joey Stefano in cop drag shoving a billy club almost all the way up his world famous ass.
Even though the real police were eventually called in to break up the good time, Todd’s delightfully lurid story was an easy visual that I had no problem mentally converting to a magic marker cat cartoon.

When I urged Todd for more tales from his misspent youth, he got really bossy and controlling, unfortunately forcing me to abort the whole brainstorming session.

Places I’d Rather Be.
The Nectarine Ballroom.
And I’d like to be there with Karen Dior.
And Todd.
Maybe.

#TrueConfessions by #BillMullen.

Bill Mullen @billmullenink.bsky.social · 8d

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#DearDiary,

I suggested to Todd that we go to eat at the Japanese place down the hill. I figured that the sushi restaurant would be a cleaner, healthier dinner option for us, rather than the fried and fatty food we’ve been consuming way too much of lately.
Todd responded enthusiastically,
“That sounds really great! There’s a dish there I love. It’s called Sapporo.”

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Bill Mullen @billmullenink.bsky.social · 9d

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#DearDiary,

Places I’d Rather Be.
L’Amour.
And I’d like to be there with Peter Steele.

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Bill Mullen @billmullenink.bsky.social · 13d

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#DearDiary,

It felt like we were still moving even though we were permanently out of Manhattan over a year ago, but the dust eventually settled. There was free mental space all of a sudden once the big stuff was finally under control.
And I had a little freak out.

Todd sat me down and calmed me down. He slowly explained to me that he was thinking we needed to make some little escapes from time to time. San Francisco was the obvious, but perhaps LA every now and then. Maybe even Vegas. Fun road trips and quick plane rides to change it up.
Big city fixes.

I have been missing something. Ninety-five percent of the time I’m blessed and grateful, but every now and then I crave the edgy. The gritty. The sleazy. The dark and/or funky. Gay stuff. Artistic stuff. Punk stuff.
Something wild.

Our trip to SF last month was our first healing journey, and it did wonders. We’ve got another mini vacation planned for the end of October and I can’t fucking wait.
Todd was right.
He gets it.
He gets me.

Places I’d Rather Be.
CBGB’s.
And I’d like to be there with Richard Hell.

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Bill Mullen @billmullenink.bsky.social · 22d

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#DearDiary,

Local News.

The vampire rockstar Logan Mason is performing tonight at Lucy’s On Lighthouse In Pacific Grove, 5-7 PM.

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Bill Mullen @billmullenink.bsky.social · 26d

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#DearDiary,

August 31, 2024.
Todd and I took the final flight to our new life in California. I cobbled together my remaining credit card points for two one way Alaska Air business class tickets, and we never looked back.

August 31, 2025.
We celebrated one year out west and twenty years together at the Old Fisherman’s Grotto on Fisherman’s Wharf in Monterey, a very cool restaurant recommended to us by a very cool local gentleman who happens to be 93 years old.
After our meal, the restaurant’s host presented Todd and me with gold “locals only” VIP cards.

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Bill Mullen @billmullenink.bsky.social · 28d

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#DearDiary,

More new friends in San Francisco…

Brandon.
At The Edge.
Saturday, 09/11/25.

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Bill Mullen @billmullenink.bsky.social · Sep 17

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#DearDiary,

We booked a hotel and hired a pet sitter and scheduled a pre-show dinner reservation before driving two and a half hours to San Francisco to see Dale Bozzio and Missing Persons perform live at the DNA Lounge Friday night.
When we arrived at the club, there was a color xerox flyer taped to the door saying the concert was cancelled.

Although the Missing Persons disappointment totally sucked shit and getting a ticket refund proved to be a surprisingly complicated and frustratingly shady endeavor, Todd and I still managed to have a fantastic, fun filled 3 day weekend in the great city of San Francisco.
We even made some new friends.

Max.
At the Powerhouse.
Sunday, 09/12/25.

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Bill Mullen @billmullenink.bsky.social · Aug 24

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#DearDiary,

Missing Persons, part 3.

When the Kickers of Ass finally dropped me off at my house after the party, Dagmar was polishing off a cigarette in the shadows of her parents’ carport.
Dagmar and I spent the next couple of hours dancing to records the Kickers of Ass would have scorned and ridiculed. Thompson Twins and Altered Images. The Selecter. Nowhere Girl and Upstairs At Eric’s. Despite the fact that Dagmar had an infant brother and a crabby 10th grade sister, her parents never gave us any hassle about playing music at 3 AM in their living room.
Dagmar and I had these after hours New Wave dance parties fairly regularly, but I remember then and there on that particular night coming to the conclusion that this—whatever this was—was what I wanted and needed my future to be.
As opposed to something I did in the dark, separate from my so-called real life.

May, 1984–on my way home after freshman year of college to Kansas where Mom and Dad had moved the previous October—I was surprised and delighted to discover Missing Persons in the flesh looking at magazines and buying snacks in a Logan Airport newsstand.
Dale was head to toe leopard print MTV super fox glamour perfection. Leopard print spandex and leopard print stiletto boots. Leopard print luggage. Leopard print chiffon wrapped around her delicate silver screen made up face like a punk dream Catwoman Norma Desmond.
As the rest of the band observed sternly, beautiful Dale gave me a glossy lipped, high voltage movie star smile when I nervously started up a conversation that included an autograph request.
“To Dagmar,” the goddess cheerfully and conspiratorially inscribed on a postcard.

Sometimes, when we’d be lying on the beige wall to wall carpet too tired to dance any longer, Dagmar would turn to me with a wicked grin and confide, “You know what, Bill? I’ve got L.A. fever.”
And I knew just what she meant.
Even though I had never actually been there before.

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Bill Mullen @billmullenink.bsky.social · Aug 22

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#DearDiary,

Missing Persons, part 2.

I bought the Missing Persons 45 of “Words” because I loved the picture sleeve of the band posing all glam punk future sex with a bunch of artfully arranged mannequins.
The set up was hot to me. Like, I was into all of them. The guys too. Like, not more than Dale, but certainly at least almost as much as Dale.

The lyric “What are words for when no one listens anymore?” was the senior quote submitted for the yearbook by Dom Macy, a hulking and big boned yet gentle and wallflowery boy who was in my fifth period study hall. Dom’s choice was found hilarious by the entirety of the student body as Dom Macy possessed a terrible stutter.
There were sixty-four graduating seniors in my class, yet Dom’s social epitaph is the only yearbook quote I can remember forty-two years later.
Respect.

At a parents away house party right before or right after graduating, Alison confronted me in front of a large group of semi-inebriated classmates about my friend Dagmar, who Alison had never met. Only I knew Dagmar.
Alison was in an unexplainable rage, pink-faced and spitting as she hissed that Dagmar was a lesbian. Alison accused Dagmar of all sorts of second hand abominations, scraps of misinformed gossip that were totally delicious and inspiring to me. Dagmar was a fucking icon.
But I hated all the glassy-eyed and wet-mouthed faces staring and bobbing in solidarity at Alison’s shrill indignations. Judging. And I remember nobody coming to my defense. Not even redheaded and good-natured Alan, whose mocking and mincing little brother Timo—the awkward sourpuss behind the Casio keyboard of a dive bar Factory Records poseur wannabe haircut dance band—was the vicious cunt churning the shit rumor mill to begin with.

To be continued.

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Bill Mullen @billmullenink.bsky.social · Aug 21

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#DearDiary,

Missing Persons, part 1.

Our friend Syd texted a Spotify link to a genius 2020 Missing Persons cover of “California Dreaming.”
I’ve always preferred the Missing Persons version of everything, truth be told.

At the very end of 1982 or maybe the very beginning of 1983, I saw Missing Persons live at the Tampa Theatre in Tampa, Florida where I lived my senior year of high school. The Kickers of Ass—my long banged and hard bargained, imports only Joy Division/Cure/Echo And The Bunnymen centric school crew—did not deem the Hollywood rockstar fabulosity of Dale Bozzio and the boys worthy of their sulky attention in the slightest, so I attended the concert with Alison Lewis, a way less edgy but beautiful-ish in a preppie norm way classmate who was soon to become the full time girlfriend of the redheaded and good-natured Alan Fitzgerald, not a Kickers of Ass but probably my best friend at the time.
Alison had freckles and well-groomed Brooke Shields hair and wore a white cotton off one shoulder mini dress when she picked me up in her brown Camaro to go have dinner at Perkins’ Steak and Shake before the concert. I clearly remember being very aware throughout the entirety of the evening that this was in no way a date even though it felt like one by definition. I am not sure to this day if this was a sad thing for me or a total relief.
It might or might not be interesting to include that Alison and Alan went on to college together and returned to Tampa to get married and have kids and do whatever else happens happily or not happily ever after.

I was turned on to Missing Persons by my next door neighbor Dagmar X, whose taste was impeccable and whose New Wave coolness levels were off the charts.
Dagmar was equal parts glamour and danger, and her teenage adventures in Los Angeles and back home on the edge were the stuff of dreams and legends. Dagmar, who went to night school, was my hero and a true grownup in my eyes, even though we were exactly the same age. Dagma…

Bill Mullen @billmullenink.bsky.social · Aug 12

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Bill Mullen @billmullenink.bsky.social · Aug 12

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#DearDiary,

Remembrance of things past:
Falling in love at Basic Plumbing.

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Bill Mullen @billmullenink.bsky.social · Aug 10

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Bill Mullen @billmullenink.bsky.social · Aug 10

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#DearDiary,

Remembrance of things past:
Falling in love at the Nob Hill Theatre.

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Bill Mullen @billmullenink.bsky.social · Aug 7

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#DearDiary,

There’s only one more episode left of The Gilded Age Season 3, and I don’t think George Russell has taken his shirt off once.
I feel incredibly disappointed and ripped off.

The very hot and handsome actor Morgan Spector—who plays the divine Mr. Russell—reminds me very much of Todd, and sometimes I get romantic when I watch the show.
I told Todd this information, but he just looked at me like I’m talking like an idiot and wasting his time.

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Bill Mullen @billmullenink.bsky.social · Aug 5

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#DearDiary,

Channel J, Part 2.

#DearDiary,

I used to watch so much Channel J.
Robin Byrd and Midnight Blue and Men And Films of course, but the advertisements were so great too. The most memorable being the 970-PEEE commercial, obviously.
That was like pure genius, high art even.

I can’t remember state capitals or my last zip code, but I can still perfectly recite the fabulous 970-PEEE Girl’s fabulous lines more than 35 years later.

IYKYK.

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Bill Mullen @billmullenink.bsky.social · Aug 4

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#DearDiary,

Channel J, Part 1.

Voyeur Vision was a 90’s after hours Manhattan Cable Channel J program starring Lynn Muscarella, a bubbly and charismatic cutie—think a Long Island Love Boat Cruise Director Julie McCoy—answering viewers’ calls and performing live phone sex on a satiny brass bed for her weeknight television audience which just about always included me.

Lynn Muscarella’s look was exclusively non-X-rated lingerie on air, although her fans would go nuts for the not infrequent nip slip or the elusive lace thong loose labia wardrobe malfunction. At some point during every show she’d bust out a giant size vibrator to bring herself and the episode to a climax, but it was only occasionally when she’d incorporate cosplay/role play into her act… like the one time my mother was channel surfing after dinner during a trip to the Big Apple, stumbling upon a close up of Lynn’s bare ass cheeks filling the screen with iridescent hula skirt grass flossing her crack while an anonymous voice was whispering porn perv hoarsely, “I wanna get right up your butt, Lynn.”
I was more than surprised when my sweet and conservative little Mom cracked up laughing as I leapt to gain control of the remote before the situation turned too psychologically problematic. Unfortunately, my mother gleefully repeated the “right up your butt” line at breakfast to my mortified father who had thankfully been sound asleep during the simulated Waikiki Beach sand and surf analingus fantasia.

In 1991, my boss at Details decided that we should include Lynn Muscarella as a future star in our January 1992 Ones To Watch issue, and I told a delighted Lynn the story about Mom and Voyeur Vision when we photogrqphed Lynn all glam and smiling, wearing a fluffy little Badgley Mishka cocktail dress in a fancy room at the Carlyle Hotel on the Upper East Side.
I remember Lynn plunging her face into a silver punch bowl filled with ice before her makeup was applied and I remember her husband Bill Muscarella shou…

Bill Mullen @billmullenink.bsky.social · Jul 18

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#DearDiary,

For almost the past two weeks, Todd and I have both had some version of the crud.
Mine has mutated from a bronchitis-ish/lung infection situation that I thought I had cured with a Z pack to a super duper disgusting head cold/flu combo that is plaguing me as I am writing this.

Our big concern through the whole ordeal is that we won’t be well enough to attend the annual hot dog eating contest at Lucy’s On Lighthouse tomorrow afternoon, an event we have been looking forward to for months.

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Bill Mullen @billmullenink.bsky.social · Jul 10

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#DearDiary,

I wanted to post more of this kind of thing during Pride month, but things got kind of hectic.
Apparently, this is hard to believe.

Places I’d Rather Be.
Flamingo.
And I’d like to be there Dennis Parker AKA Wade Nichols.

#TrueConfessions by #BillMullen.

Bill Mullen @billmullenink.bsky.social · Jul 6

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#DearDiary,

NOAH’S ARC: THE MOVIE brought me great joy.

Places I’d Rather Be.
Bootnanny’s.
And I’d like to be there with Miss Genevieve.

I’d also like to be there with Noah Nicholson-Robinson, of course.
Wade too.

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Bill Mullen @billmullenink.bsky.social · Jun 24

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#DearDiary,

Tim’s mom died Saturday.
Tim died about a year after my mother died, and it’s not lost on me that I did not meet Mrs. Sanchez until after Tim died.
Over the past eight years, Mrs. Sanchez and I had become very close. She called me “mijo,” and I not infrequently found myself phoning her in situations where I used to phone my own mother.
When I needed my mom.

Tim would sometimes call me from Santa Barbara while he was watering his begonias, trying to make me jealous with sexy California talk of beautiful sunshine and warm breezes.
When we moved out west, I planted a Red Viking begonia in a bright red ceramic pot and put it outside the guest room glass sliding doors.
Sunday, I planted a Pink Dragon Wing begonia in a pale green ceramic pot that I placed just inside the front garden gate, about six feet from the red begonia.
I don’t want the ghosts to forget about me.

I made the drive down to Mrs. Sanchez’s 90th birthday last November, and she was dressed up fabulously and glamorously in glittery gold and wearing a crown.
That’s how I still see her.

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Bill Mullen @billmullenink.bsky.social · Jun 17

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#DearDiary,

I’ve been buying a lot of vintage vinyl lately—teenage obsessions I couldn’t fully explore way back when with my limited funds.
It’s pretty much the only non-food shopping I do nowadays in our new life, and it’s a wildly fulfilling pastime.

I bought the first three Rough Trade albums on EBay last week because I currently have a burning passion for the band—and the genius singer Carol Pope—since recently scoring an original “promo only” Cruising soundtrack at Recycled Records in Monterey.
It’s crazy that you can’t find the song “Shake Down” anywhere else, even though it is so fucking major. Rough Trade is so fucking major. Carol Pope is so fucking major.

Every night, I lie in bed ravenously watching old Rough Trade tv performances and concerts and interviews on YouTube and voraciously Google deep diving any and all band histories while compulsively checking my Instagram to see if Carol Pope has finally decided to be my friend. It’s like I’m a geeked out 17-year-old all over again.
It’s like a high school confidential.

Places I’d Rather Be.
The Chimney.
And I’d like to be there with Carol Pope.

*For the record.
Since starting this diary entry last night, I ordered via Discogs a deluxe multi-disc Waxwork reissue of the Cruising soundtrack—a release I was unaware of until this morning—that includes three additional Rough Trade songs recorded for the film that never made the final cut. I also returned to EBay today to add the fourth Rough Trade album to my collection. Five minutes ago, I purchased a bitchin’ Rough Trade t-shirt from Carol Pope’s online store.
I probably am going to go back in for the coffee mug.

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Bill Mullen @billmullenink.bsky.social · Jun 15

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#DearDiary,

Places I’d Rather Be.
The Cock(Avenue A).
And I’d like to be there with Mario Diaz.

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