Kylie Jenner Poses In A Bikini For Moody Instagram Shot

A black bikini can apparently lend itself to a melancholy photo.

Kylie Jenner posed in a black bikini top and high-waisted bottoms for an Instagram snapshot uploaded to her 9 million followers early on Sunday, June 1. In the black-and-white pic, the 16-year-old stands looking down at the wooden ledge she is standing on with smile-less face. She captioned it with only a skull emoji symbol.

Jenner was also a girl of few words when asked about Kim Kardashian’s wedding earlier this week, telling Canada’s eTalk: “We can’t say much, but it was amazing,”

What could it all mean?

LGBT Rally for Homeless Youth To Be Held In Washington Square Park

A rally is scheduled to take place on Monday in New York City and will also serve as the launching of a new campaign to fight homelessness among young people in the lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender (LGBT) community.

The “National Campaign for Youth Shelter” is a joint, GLAAD-endorsed venture between The Ali Forney Center and the National Coalition for the Homeless that aims to generate tangible results for LGBT homeless youth. On this Monday, June 2, the organizations will sponsor the LGBT Rally for Homeless Youth as a way to launch this campaign.

Queer youth are disproportionately affected by homelessness, with as much as 40 percent of the nation’s homeless youth identifying as LGBT while only 5 percent of the overall youth population is LGBT.

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“I am thrilled that so many heroes and icons of the movement for LGBT equality have agreed to come together to demand that our homeless youth, and all homeless youth, must be better protected by our nation” Carl Siciliano, Executive Director of the Ali Forney Center, said in a statement. “And I hope that this rally will mark a turning point where the LGBT movement finally prioritizes the fight against the epidemic of LGBT youth homelessness.”

According to a statement, the goals of the “National Campaign for Youth Shelter” include, “A federal commitment to provide all youths age 24 and under with immediate access to safe shelter… An immediate commitment to add 22,000 beds… and A more accurate and comprehensive effort to count the number of homeless youth in the nation in order to determine the number of beds that are needed over the next decade.”

A second rally is also scheduled to take place in Washington D.C. later this year. For more information on the “National Campaign for Youth Shelter” and this Monday’s rally head here.

Andrew Cuomo Beats Back Challenge From The Left

ALBANY, N.Y. (AP) — Democratic New York Gov. Andrew Cuomo beat back a challenge from the left Saturday, narrowly winning the nomination of the Working Families Party with a promise to support liberal priorities while taking on state senators who have blocked them.

Cuomo defeated a bid for the endorsement by Fordham University law professor Zephyr Teachout following an impassioned floor fight between his supporters and critics that gave vent to liberal frustrations with Cuomo over his support for business-friendly tax cuts and charter schools. The final vote was 59 percent for Cuomo to 41 percent for Teachout. The governor did not appear at the convention but spoke to delegates over the phone. He promised to support liberal priorities including a minimum wage hike, the decriminalization of small amounts of marijuana and public campaign financing.

“If we want to enact the progressive agenda, we need to take back the state Senate,” said Cuomo, adding that his own attempts to pass liberal policies have been blocked by the Senate. “It’s not that we haven’t to tried, it’s not that we haven’t fought … I want to do it with you, and if we come together that’s exactly what will happen.”

The Working Families Party, a coalition of unions and progressive groups, has emerged as a leading voice on the left, helping to elect New York City Mayor Bill de Blasio. The party endorsed Cuomo in 2010, contributing some 150,000 votes to his total. New York allows candidates to run on multiple party lines.

Cuomo is widely thought to be mulling a presidential run. Losing the support of the Working Families Party would have been a political embarrassment, and worse, would have significantly cut into Cuomo’s lead over Republican candidate Rob Astorino, who won the state Conservative Party’s nomination at its convention Saturday.

Cuomo’s nomination was in doubt until a few hours before the vote. Cuomo got a boost from de Blasio himself, who personally vouched for Cuomo and told delegates that the governor is too powerful an ally to reject.

“I know people have strong views, passionate views,” de Blasio said. “So much is at stake for New York state … I have had many a conversation with the governor, and I believe his assurance that he supports this progressive vision and will move forward with it.”

Teachout had faulted Cuomo for not doing enough to address income inequality and the influence of money in politics.

“We’re seeing the worst inequality in 100 years right now, and right now, still, we (liberals) find ourselves fighting for scraps,” she said.

Polls show why the endorsement was so vital to Cuomo. A recent Quinnipiac University survey gave Cuomo a 57 percent to 28 percent lead over Astorino, the Westchester County executive. If an unnamed candidate running on the Working Families Party line was included, Cuomo’s lead over Astorino dropped to 37 percent versus 24 percent. The telephone poll of 1,129 voters was conducted May 14-19 and has a margin of error of plus or minus 2.9 percentage points.

In exchange for an endorsement, the Working Families Party got Cuomo to agree to work to return the state Senate to Democratic control.

The Senate is now led by a coalition of Republicans and a breakaway faction of Democrats. Under the coalition leadership, the Senate has blocked many liberal priorities, including public campaign financing, codifying federal abortion rights in state law, and the Dream Act, which would extend state financial aid to students in the country illegally.

The Senate’s Republican leader, Sen. Dean Skelos, said he had “grave concerns” about what he called Cuomo’s support for the “leftist agenda supported by the ultra-liberal Working Families Party.”

“The voters will choose who controls the New York state Senate,” he said in a statement, adding that the Working Families Party “shouldn’t be holding elected officials hostage in exchange for an endorsement, legislation and (campaign) money.”

Despite the nomination, Cuomo is likely to face continued liberal skepticism. He was booed by dozens of convention attendees when his name was offered for the nomination. Bradley Russell, who held a poster in which Cuomo’s face was superimposed over a portrait of Napoleon Bonaparte, said he doesn’t trust Cuomo.

“This man believes in tax cuts for corporations and the rich,” he said. “Words from a proven liar mean nothing.”

The party also nominated Attorney General Eric Schneiderman and Comptroller Thomas DiNapoli, both Democrats, for re-election. Neither men faced opposition.

What Happened When I Came Out to My Wife and Kids

How do I look? This was the about the fifth time I asked my wife that question. It was a Sunday morning about five years ago. I kept trying to grab her attention as she folded laundry and watched T.V. Parading around in nothing but my boxer-briefs I kept jumping in front of her. Look at me! What do you think? “Stop it, get out of the way!”, she snapped back. “You look good.” She was annoyed. Just okay? “For the hundredth time, you look great!” “Your arms look good and your ass looks great!” “Now stop it!”

Really, do you mean it? I asked sheepishly. “Oh my god!” she said. Looking straight at me she smiled and covered her mouth with one hand. “You are becoming gayer by the minute!” I froze, slightly stunned. I walked over to her and put my hands on her shoulders. We started laughing. We hugged and held each other for a while. Do you still love me? I asked. “Yes, you know I do”, she replied. I love you too. I said.

Not long before that, on a different Sunday, I hurried out of the house to pick up my teenage son who was caught in a severe thunder storm. I ran to my car. “Goddamnit, we told him not to go out.” In my rush to leave, I forgot to log out of my email account. On screen were a string of messages I should have deleted. I had been self-employed as a consultant in New York for a few years and that kept me away from home during the week. During this time I met a younger man at a bar. We hit it off. Those emails weren’t the typical banter between two men.

That Sunday night, after rinsing off the dishes, my wife asked me to join her for a walk. We stepped out of our condo and I locked the door behind me. Half way down the hallway she turned toward me. “Henry, who is Stephen”? Before I could answer, she fired another question. “Henry, are you gay”? My chest tightened, I felt pressure in my ears. Stephen. Gay. I leaned forward and wrapped her tightly in my arms. “Not you Henry! “Please God, not you!” We started crying. I tightened my embrace.

Now, that moment in that hallway defines everything. Everything is now marked as either “pre” or “post” September 28, 2008.

I met my wife on a blind date. I was 24 and broke. She was a 26 year old single mom putting herself through nursing school. A mutual friend had given me her number (he knew her from college). For several months he hounded me to call her. I got tired of him so I made the call.

I dialed the number hoping to get her voice mail but she answered the phone. We talked for a while and agreed to meet for dinner. She picked The Olive Garden (our mutual friend told her I didn’t make much, so, she should “take it easy on me”). When I saw her, I immediately concluded she was out of my league. There is just no way. She’s way too beautiful. At dinner she talked about the Psych class she was taking and I impressed her with my knowledge of the DSM.

I paid the bill and still had $30 in my pocket. “Want to go dancing?,” I asked nervously. She agreed. Yes! I said to myself. After a great time, I dropped her off and shook her hand. Goodnight. I said. “You know, I’m not looking for anything serious,” she said. She was too busy with school and the baby. I know. Me neither. I said. Two weeks later we went out for ice-cream. Me, her, and her beautiful seventh-month-old baby boy. Plus a diaper bag, a few bottles and a stroller. I got really good at hauling that stuff around. Eighteen months later, on December 3, 1994 we married.

I was almost 10 the first time I remember being different. Mrs. Reilly had just called our group to the corner for our weekly reading circle. We took turns reading out loud. I always sat across from Tony. Tony was cool. He wore nice clothes. Expensive stuff. His pants fit nice and tight and he always carried a comb. It was Jill’s turn to read. Before she started a few of the girls started giggling. One of them pointed at Tony. He had a hole in his pants! Right between his legs and no underwear! I couldn’t stop staring.

My excitement didn’t last. At school, sissies and faggots got teased all the time. Some got worse. At church, preachers constantly talked about special flames in hell that burned brighter and hotter just for the sodomites. By the time I was twelve, I would get sick every time I thought about other boys that way. I would get angry and disgusted with myself. Me a faggot? Hell no! Not me. No way. Every time the sissy in me tried to come out, I beat him down. Go ahead, just try it! Go ahead you faggot! I will beat the shit out of you! I locked him up in the darkest corner I could find. He got the message.

A few months after I was outed by my wife we agreed we should try dating other people. Am I still your soulmate? I would ask her. “Yes, of course you are.” she replied. “Am I still yours?”, she would ask me. Forever and ever! I replied. We promised never to let other people come between us. No matter what, no matter who, we were “non-negotiable”.

Almost immediately we created a vision about extended family and new partners. All of us together, surrounded by stainless steel appliances and marble countertops. I could see it now. “Henry, how are the mojitos coming along?,” she yells as she hangs in the patio with my partner. Relax, we’re almost done! I shout back. If your boyfriend Bill knew what he was doing we’d be done by now! (I wink at Bill so he knows I’m kidding). I know we can do this, we can make this work.

No sooner than we start dating other people, she finds a credit card receipt in one of my pant pockets. “Did you sleep with him?” “Did you fuck him?” “How could you do this to me?” “I fucking hate you!” She went on a few dates too. One night she called to tell me she was running late but would soon be home. I’ve had it. Jesus fucking Christ, it’s almost midnight! What have you been doing all night! .

Sometimes we compare notes and laugh. I tell her one of my first dates wanted to know if I was a top or a bottom. “A what?”, she asks. Another wanted to know if I was just looking for sex, a boyfriend, or an activity partner? “An activity partner, really?” She has a few stories too. We share too much information.

On September 26, 2009 I came out to my son. He was 16. The next day we told our daughter. She was nine. Seven months later I moved into my own place three miles away. The first night there, my wife, my kids, my mother-in-law, and one of my nieces all slept over. For the entire first month my daughter slept by my side. We didn’t get much sleep. We just cried.

Getting to gay has not been easy. Everyone that knows accepts who I am, but I still struggle. Everyone around me believes everything is going to be fine. Why can’t I? On more days than I want to admit, I want to pack it all up and run as fast as I can back to my kids and back to the life I had. Back to my wife. But it’s getting better.

Today we have dinner as a family almost every night, mostly at their place, sometimes at mine. I like to think I’m over there more because my kitchen is poorly equipped, but the kids remind me that I can’t even make a decent grilled cheese sandwich. We are taking our time. We will figure this out.

I’ve told myself I’m gay. I’ve whispered it in my head and I’ve said it out loud while standing alone in front of my bathroom mirror. “Henry, you’re gay.” I’m gay? “Yes, you are.” “Ok, maybe I am.” I’m desperate. I want to find my way back to that little boy. I want to tell him I’m sorry. I want to hold his hand and walk him out of the darkness of the closet and into the light.

Pioneers In Illinois Gay Marriage Lawsuit Ready For Wedding Bells After 50 Years Of Waiting

Come Monday, everything changes for Chicago same-sex couple Jim Darby and Patrick Bova — in one respect.

Darby and Bova, the lead plaintiffs in Lambda Legal’s successful Illinois marriage equality lawsuit, will be among 15 couples marrying at the Museum of Contemporary Art the day after the state’s hard-won same-sex marriage law takes effect.

In other respects, Darby, 81, and Bova, 76, are already married. In 1995, they “wed” in an impromptu ceremony at the grave of Sgt. Leonard Matlovich, the first gay servicemember to out himself, in Washington’s Congressional Cemetery. As of July, the couple will have been together for 51 years.

Once they complete their vows, Darby and Bova will officially be husband and husband in the eyes of the law, giving them new rights, obligations and protections beyond the civil union they entered in 2011.

Darby, a veteran of the Korean War, said he didn’t expect he would live to see his wedding day.

“I did not think this would ever come,” Darby told The Huffington Post. “I was involved with the gay veterans for 20 years and it seemed like Don’t Ask Don’t Tell would never come to an end. And when it did, it came so fast we were almost caught by surprise.”

Darby and Bova first laid eyes on each other on July 17, 1963. Darby had ridden his motorcycle from his home at Grand and Halsted to Hyde Park to visit a friend.

60s“I was walking to the beach and I saw this tall handsome guy walking down the street reading a book,” he said. “While he was walking. And I whistled at him! My friend panicked and said, ‘We don’t whistle at guys on the South Side!’ But I didn’t give a shit.”

Bova, a University of Chicago student at the time, had been out “sort of cruising” to meet someone. He never heard the whistling and kept walking. But about 10:30 at night, Darby saw him again, peering into a bookstore window. Darby walked up and asked, “Do you have a light?”

“I thought to myself that is a corny line!” Bova remembered. “On the other hand, that was a fail-safe line in those days because most people smoked.”

“And that was it,” Darby said. By that September, Darby had landed a teaching job at a South Side high school and they were living together in Bova’s apartment. They were “as for-keeps as possible, given our circumstances,” Bova said.

“We didn’t, of course, imagine getting married,” Bova added. “I don’t think anybody was talking about such things then.”

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Bova and Darby in Montreal, Quebec in 1967.

Darby taught in Chicago public schools until 1992. Bova worked as a librarian with the National Opinion Research Center from 1963 until 1998.

Through the years, they’ve shared fond adventures. Hopping into the car and traveling to Mexico and California without a set route were some of Bova’s favorites.

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In Tijuana in 1984.

“We’d just look at the atlas and rely on some serendipity. We were together in the car all those times and I really appreciate it as a precious memory,” Bova said.

The two also have been dedicated activists, especially on issues concerning gay veterans. In 1993, Darby was arrested at a White House protest against the military’s Don’t Ask Don’t Tell policy.

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Darby is arrested at the White House in 1993.

“The plan was to sit down and not move,” Darby said. “The policeman said, ‘You’re going to get up or I will pick you up.’ I said, ‘Honey, you can pick me up anytime you want!'” He put on white gloves — in those days, any interaction police had with gay people they would wear gloves — and two of them picked me up, carried me away and I was thrown in the paddy wagon.”

darby militaryIt wasn’t Darby’s first arrest. In 1952, when he was home on leave from Korea, Darby and a friend went to Sam’s, a gay bar at Clark and Division. Soon after they arrived, the lights went up and the cops rushed in. Darby, then 21, was charged with disturbing the peace and was jailed for the night.

The next day, he was back at Sam’s for another drink with his friend.

Darby said he has no plans to get arrested again. “Patrick said he won’t bail me out anymore,” he joked.

In recent years, Darby and Bova have traveled to the Illinois state capitol in Springfield multiple times to lobby for marriage equality legislation. They focused their conversations on state lawmakers who were military veterans. One voted in favor of equality after previously saying she was undecided. The couple also spoke at press conferences.

When the marriage bill was signed into law by Gov. Pat Quinn in November, a photo of Darby and Bova kissing was splashed onto front pages across the country. That night, they wore the “crumpled” corduroy jackets Darby said have become something of an accidental trademark for them in many of their public appearances.

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Darby and Bova share a kiss on the stage at the Chicago bill-signing of the marriage legislation.

Marriage comes with another huge benefit for Darby and Bova, who share a home in Chicago’s Hyde Park neighborhood. When they die, they’ll be allowed to be buried next to each other in the Abraham Lincoln National Cemetery, according to their wishes. The privilege is only granted to legally married couples.

Ahead of their big day, the two husbands-to-be were asked to describe the other in one word. Neither could.

“What I often say is that when Jim enters the room, it doesn’t matter if it’s with a group of people or even in the morning when he comes down for coffee, he brightens the room,” Bova said. “He lightens it and brightens it and brings the atmosphere alive. Everybody feels that way. If I get together with friends and Jim’s not there, it’s not quite the same. He’s a catalyst for happiness.”

“I can’t imagine life without Patrick,” Darby said. “When I’m away for X number of hours, I begin to wonder what he’s doing now and how he is. And that’s only hours. … I got the best thing on the block.”

As for relationship advice for a younger generation? Bova offered a simple suggestion:

“Take the long view. Especially now, for the same-sex couples, that long view is much more promising and inviting with marriage, whatever your ideas about that are. You don’t have to get married, but you now can, and that puts a whole different light on how you interact. You want to not think of this as two weeks or two months, but as years down the line.”

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Darby and Bova today.

This Spider Camouflages Itself As Bird Poop To Avoid Predators

Many animals camouflage themselves to avoid being eaten by predators, but few are as strange as a spider that disguises itself as bird poop.

The orb-web spider’s silver body and the white, silken, disclike decoration on its web give it an uncanny resemblance to bird droppings. The spiders may use this disguise to avoid being captured by predatory wasps, researchers say.

These predators usually will form a search image to hunt for spiders, and [they] usually will not be interested in bird droppings,” said lead study researcher I-Min Tso, a behavioral ecologist at the National Chung-Hsin University in Taiwan. [See Photos of Spiders Masquerading as Bird Droppings]

Masquerading is a phenomenon in which an animal’s body color and shape mimic an inanimate object. The body coloration of many web-building spiders strikes a balance between being attractive to prey and hidden from predators. As part of their disguises, many spiders also add colorful decorations to their webs, called stabilimenta, made from prey carcasses, egg sacs, plant matter or silk.

For the orb-web spider (Cyclosa ginnaga), those silken web decorations could make its bird-feces costume even more believable. Since orb-web spiders can make silks, such [an] adaptation may facilitate the bird-dropping masquerading of these spiders,” Tso told Live Science.

Masters of disguise

In the study, detailed today (May 29) in the journal Scientific Reports, researchers investigated whether orb-web spiders (C. ginnaga) hid from predators by resembling bird splats.

To test whether the fecal disguise was effective, the scientists measured the color contrast between the spider’s body, its web and actual bird droppings, all against a background in nature. The results showed that the spider bodies were indistinguishable from their webs and from the bird droppings, as viewed by wasps, the researchers said.

Then, the researchers blackened either the spiders’ bodies and web decorations, just the disclike web decorations or just their bodies, and observed how often wasps attacked the arachnids. The wasps were more likely to attack a spider when only its decoration was blackened, suggesting that the spiders were, indeed, using their body and decoration as a disguise.

(That’s not the strangest thing orb spiders do. The species N. malabarensis sports a detachable penis that continues transferring sperm even after it breaks off from its owner.)

And orb-web spiders aren’t the only eight-legged masqueraders. Some bolas spiders and crab spiders have been observed to place silks around them when perching on leaves, and researchers suggest that they may represent cases of bird-dropping masquerading,” Tso said. However, “more research is needed to verify how common it is,” Tso added.

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Reince Priebus: Hillary Clinton 'Playing Politics' With Release Of Benghazi Chapter

WASHINGTON –- Republican National Committee Chairman Reince Priebus suggested on Sunday that the release of a chapter from a new book by former Secretary of State Hillary Clinton was an intentional attempt to diffuse controversy over the 2012 attack in Benghazi, Libya.

Politico obtained the chapter of the forthcoming book, Hard Choices, and published a report on it Saturday. The book is due out June 10. In the chapter, Clinton writes, “I will not be a part of a political slugfest on the backs of dead Americans … Those who insist on politicizing the tragedy will have to do so without me.”

Preibus suggested that the early release of that chapter was meant to set the talking points for Democrats on the issue.

“Hillary has been playing politics with this since the beginning, and she is launching an organized political defense,” Preibus told “Fox News Sunday” host Chris Wallace. “Their people are trying to preempt or stop any more criticism that she’s been receiving on Benghazi.”

“She continues to play politics,” he said. “Hillary Clinton is politics 24/7.”

Priebus also said that in the days after the attack, Clinton should have appeared on the Sunday morning talk shows rather than sending National Security Adviser Susan Rice. Rice, who was the United Nations ambassador at that time, has said that Clinton was too exhausted from the “grueling” week to go on the shows.

Priebus said Clinton “failed to report for duty” by not appearing personally. “If she’s even thinking about running for president, I think she has been disqualified because of her actions here,” he said.

But he also said the leak of the chapter could be more about selling books than about Clinton’s pursuit of the White House. “Publishers of books create this environment to make a lot of money. All of this talk makes her a lot of money,” he said. “Don’t confuse her pursuit of money and her pursuit of running for the White House.”

Even if she doesn’t run for president in 2016, Priebus was already on the attack, calling Clinton’s career “insignificant in accomplishment.”

Boba Fett Lounger is a Geek’s Snuggie

I think we can all agree that the most comfortable way to lounge around the house is probably in your underwear and an old t-shirt. If you have people over and can’t strip down to your skivvies, the next best thing is this Boba Fett Lounger. It’s sort of like a Snuggie for Star Wars geeks.

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This is a one-piece jumpsuit printed with the look of Boba Fett’s armor and jet pack on the front and back. It zips up so you can shed it quickly for between commercial bathroom breaks. It’s sort of like a union suit, those old-fashioned underwear you see in westerns.

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It’s made from 60% cotton and 40% polyester and has a pair of front pockets. It also has a hood that to keep your ears warm. Sadly, it doesn’t include a helmet either – just a hood. It also has no butt flap or footies. You can get one in several sizes at ThinkGeek for $69.99(USD). All the Mandalorians are wearing them this year.

Roast Marshmallows Like No Other With The Fire Fishing Poles

Fire Fishing PolesHow many times have you burned one side of your marshmallow to a crisp trying to roast it over an open fire? How about using a stick to roast your dinner, only to have your Ballpark hotdog fall into the fire along with the charred, broken stick? With the Fire Fishing Poles from Fire Buggz you eliminate those problems and look good doing it.

Inhabitat's Week In Green: Google's new car, ice walls and the future of bamboo

Each week our friends at Inhabitat recap the week’s most interesting green developments and clean tech news for us — it’s the Week in Green.

It’s 2014 and even though we can 3D print entire buildings and create jewelry from Beijing’s smog, we’re…