I just can't stop taking pictures of boys. I LOVE BOYS. Gay ones, straight ones, skinny ones, fat ones... all of 'em. I try to shoot photos of pretty girls from time to time, but they never turn out. Not like my boys. A nice lady who recently opened a neat new art gallery asked me if I'd like to have a photography show. I said yes. So conflict of interest be damned: I just wanted to tell you, real quick, if you also like boys, maybe you should come. Opening night promises music, libations, and a half-naked rooster serving hot dogs. (Gossamer Collective, 1406 18th Ave, 832-6063. 7–10 pm, free.)