Huell Howser

This morning, I’m thinking how it’s sad that Huell is no longer with us. What’s sadder is that I never had an opportunity to play with the hot Huell, before he started wearing those dumb Tommy Bahama shirts.

While I’m on the subject, I HATE those shirts! They’re the official shirt of perv (not in a good way), corvette driving old men.

I met Huell at Samy’s Cameras in LA in 2000. I was with 3 friends and we were looking to buy a video camera. The salesman was giving advice but said that if we wanted expert advice on a video camera we should talk to “this guy”...standing near us at the counter was Huell. Huell keyed in on me and gave us advice and asked for my number. He said he wanted to invite me to lunch and a tour of his studio at KCET. One night he gave me a call to arrange my tour. We had lunch and toured the studio and we hit it off nicely. He seemed to interested in my dumb, 20-something ideas about movies. Later that night, I got a call from Huell. He told me that he really enjoyed our time together today and that he really wanted to take me to his house in the desert to spend a weekend. He told me the desert was where he loved to be and that it was very sweaty, very sensual. I immediately realized why he was interested in me. I politely declined. He called me two more times. I never heard from him again.

R1 I'm sure you'd have had a THAT'S AMAZING! time.

I always really liked him, and California's Gold. Guessing the unfortunate Tommy Bahama couture was to cover up his late middle age spread.

California’s Gold is still in reruns on the public station here.

We love Huell Howser

WELL, LOOK AT THAT!! A SPOON FROM 1920!!!

I loved him.

He was gay and hung like a donkey.

[quote]Huell climbs to the top of the tallest building west of the Rockies, the U.S. Bank Building -- located in downtown Los Angeles.

R7, that episode and the one where he goes to the top of KA's City Hall made my hands perspire like crazy. Major heights phobia here and though I've been to the observation level of City Hall, him going to the very top was freakish, even though it's not the tallest thing duwntown. And that window washing episode was just insane. Poor Cameron.. In one of those, Huell remarks that Cameron doesn't like heights.

Comic James Adomian does a good Huell impression.

I'm confident that many of us here would bitch slap you, r1, if given the chance.

I loved his interview with Ruby Romaine, makeup artist to the stars.

Here, Huell visits the desert town of Newberry Springs, unannounced and ill-prepared.

He later purchased a home there, Volcano House, built atop a cinder cone. From Wikipedia:

[quote]In 2003, Howser purchased the 1,800-square-foot (170 m2) Volcano House, situated on a volcanic cinder cone just outside Barstow in Newberry Springs, along with 60 acres (24 ha) of desert and a man-made lake. In 2010, Howser put his unusual Newberry Springs, California, residence on the market for $650,000. In June 2012, The Panther, a student-run newspaper for Chapman University announced that Howser had donated the Volcano House to the school. On September 3, 2015, Chapman University sold the Volcano House for $750,000.

Current plans for Volcano House include some type of strange seclusion/recovery retreat, though one does not have to be ill to go there. It is somehow going to be free. It sounds like a suspicious tax scheme.

He died of prostate cancer and requested no funeral, supposedly to avoid attention.

It is interesting that someone who appeared to be so outgoing was drawn to the seclusion of a desert town. Was he out within the industry or was he completely closeted?

r13, that's a classic!!!!

I know R12. I can't believe R1. I'd have sped out to the desert on the 10 as fast as possible. To get to Palm Springs quickly.

Just imagine his pillow talk delivery.

R17 would the cameraman have been there? If so, would have gone something like: "That was AMAZING! Can we get a shot of this young man's boy-pussy? How old are ya, anyhow? I bet you work out!"

Huell's flying saucer house out in the Mojave desert was pretty cool. He gave the house to Chapman University a year before he died. The university finally sold it a few years back.

Must have had great views of the desert in the evenings.

He also owned this house in Twentynine Palms.

Unfortunately, Huell had gotten more chunky than hunky near the end.

Huell was diagnosed with prostate cancer and was taking Abiraterone, along with prednisone, to try to combat the cancer. Hence, the noticeable bloating and weight gain. Unfortunately, the cancer metastasized and he retired a year before he died in 2013.

I saw him once eating an an outdoor table at a restaurant in Palm Springs. Nice looking in person.

He was a correspondent for Entertainment Tonight when it first started.

I believe you can visit his "archives"' at Chapman University (in Orange.)

[quote] Hence, the noticeable bloating and weight gain.

California Folds

My favorite Huell quote:

To Asian woman making rice in huge pot:. "Are you making rice?"

I like Yule, but he became fat like Santa Claus. I never found him sexy. He is an indelible part of California culture.

I used to work at Nordstrom, and only old white men bought Tommy Bahama. I could almost always tell who was going to buy that shit before they even had a chance to open their mouth and ask. It’s the kind of stuff that is okay for an older man to wear on a tropical vacation, but if he is wearing it everyday..... just no.

He was hot back in his younger days. R1 missed a great opportunity.

Was this Huell's partner?

I don't believe r1 for a second.

He was Tennessee born and bred. At 6'4" and all that brawn, he probably could fuck like a demon. I picture him as a dirty talker during sex. Those southern boys always cuss like drunk sailors when they're in the throes of lust.

[quote]While I’m on the subject, I HATE those shirts! They’re the official shirt of perv (not in a good way), corvette driving old men.

Thanks for the laugh. You described my father if you add some copper bracelets and crepe sole slipons.

[quote] I picture him as a dirty talker during sex.

Oh my god! Is that a PENIS! And I believe it is UNCUT!

so who had him and how hung was he ? any stories?

Oh no R36. I picture Huell saying "God damn, look at that motherfucking COCK! And that fucker has its hood and EVERYTHING! I'll bet that hog is loaded with cock snot and I want every fuckin' drop!".

R1, here. I was flattered by the interest, but he wasn’t my type. Plus, I was deeply closeted at that time. He was kind in showing me the studio and paying for lunch, but clearly a motive was afoot. I wasn’t bothered or offended. I also didn’t want to feign interest and be a user, either. But a suggestive late night phone call from Huell is a fun memory.

r39 when was it? Was it muscley Huell or bloated Huell?

I have a tough time imagining anything sexy with Huell Howser because of his accent and that corny California show. Imagine him taking a hot load to the face and saying “That’s AMAZING!”........

I would have, I so would have....

That's all very well and good, r1. But we will still have to kill you.

This thread alone is worth the $1.50 DL membership fee.

Why didn’t Huell cover Palm Springs White Party on California’s Gold? He could have worn his Tommy Bahama shirt with assless sequined chaps.

I remember a gay BBS (ask your grandparents, kids) here in LA where one guy had a screen name of "Huella." (Which is, although not connecrted in any way) the Spanish word for "fingerprint.")

He also maintained an apartment at the El Royale on Rossmore (Hancock Park). Was that his in-town fuck pad?

R21 is the place rumored to be something like a Dink Flamingo Active Duty compound.

I can picture Huell in a kaftan while some Marines the nearby 29 Palms Base are messing around poolside.

[quote]I remember a gay BBS (ask your grandparents, kids) here in LA…

I'm an eldergay and I have no idea what BBS is. Google was no help either. So I'll bite. What is BBS?

[quote] "Huella." (Which is, although not connecrted in any way) the Spanish word for "fingerprint.")

More properly “footprint”.

R53, I believe it means “Bulletin Board Service”. People used them to hook up although it was a bit before my time.

Thank you, r55. I'm older than shit and I've never heard of it.

At one time, I wanted Huell Howser in me, quite deeply.

Me too, R58, in the pre-Tommy Bahama days. Charming, beefy silver daddy with a southern accent...

Back in the early days of the internet if you wanted to download dirty pictures you had to find a porn BBS.

Back in 1999, my ex was a sales manager at the Bonaventure Hotel in downtown LA. Huell arranged to do something there and my ex was his contact. After they were was done, he asked if my ex would like to come to KCET to see the studio, and for his phone number. My ex told him he was in a relationship, so no thanks, to which Huell replied, "Aren't we all? Ha ha ha!"

My ex said he was really handsome in person and had a great body for a guy his age. And that he flirted like crazy.

I remember BBS. In the greater LA area, we had Delos for hookups and downloading porn. And every so often, there would be Delos meet and greets at some centralized location.

Anyway, I was acquainted with Huell and Cameron and all those people at Huell Howser Productions and KCET. I had heard rumors about Huell, and him being over 50 and unmarried and living in Palm Springs were pretty obvious clues. However, we had a mutual producer friend who was always trying to set him up with her lady friend, and wondered aloud why things never worked out between them. Idiot.

He reminds me oh Jim Nabors’ Gomer Pyle.

He reminds me of Jim Nabors’ Gomer Pyle.

One of my favorite Huell Howser segments was the one he did on the company that still does "Old Hollywood" backdrops.

Geeze, was there anyone in R65's link he didn't manage to touch inappropriately?

Just noticed he's on. Scotty's Castle in Death Valley.

Who was the bottom? Scotty or Huell?

Any photos of Huell's sizemeat?

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Scotty's Castle in Death Valley is an insatiable bottom.

all these stories of should woulda coulda - where are the confirmed hookups stories. I wanna hear how he was in bed.

[quote] I wanna hear how he was in bed.

UH-maaaaazing!!!

Did Chapman University also receive Huell's kaftan collection?

Those were bequeathed to FIDM, r74.

He was a great guy. I wish he was still with us and pumping out the stories.

Stories I heard were that he spent a lot of his time at his home in 29 Palms cruising the near by military base. Also heard that he was very reclusive and that many of the people working long hours with him barely knew him. He had two camera men at different times: Luis and Cameron.

Younger Huell looks like he could have fucked you into next week.

Saw him once in LA a million years ago, in a gay situation Parade? Film Festival? He was with a much younger Asian man. Not sure if that was a theme or not. An ex (also in LA) who was interviewed by HH (about historic house he owned) said the in person HH was very much like his tv show persona. I was sad when HH died, not my type, but he was a charmer who had a great show.

Loved the episode where he reunited an elderly elephant trainer shortly before his death with one of his elephants many years after he retired. The elephant recognized him from 20 yards away and came over to greet him, very touching.

I remember that episode R82! The elderly gentleman and the elephant were so happy to see each other. Sweet story which made this shriveled little soul cry like a baby.

Huell was very much a beloved personality in California. It's a bit sad that he lived his life in the closet. At one point, he wanted to run for elected office but decided against it because it would come out that he was gay.

Oh you guys, you made me watch!

From the 2003 LA Magazine profile:

[quote] Howser is always guarded about his private life, and sometimes the things he says or does seem designed to confound. One day he will call you screaming, “I’m trying to be positive!” and tell you he doesn’t want to be interviewed, that his sex life and religion and politics are nobody’s business, even though you never asked about those subjects. The next day he will call you at home on a Friday night and tell you he has hardly any friends and no one with whom to watch the Super Bowl. Howser doesn’t mind your pointing out these contradictions. Once he told me he was 57, and another time he said he was 55, and when I asked him about it he threw back his head and barked out a single laugh and said, “What’s the matter? Can’t a man feel young?” He said it with such exuberance that I, too, began to laugh. Most of all, Howser comes across as a man who is awfully fond of himself and wishes to make sure that you go away fond of him, too.

I once heard a radio interview with Huell's cameraman who is either writing/has written a book about adventures on the road. Once when they were in some god forsaken place like Borax or Thermal, the story they went there for fell through, and they went to the bar to start chatting up the locals. In no time, some town eccentric led them to a house made of bottles or string or something and voila, the segment was saved.

Huell's dicksize was not mentioned in the LA Magazine profile, R88. And the article was pretty cunty IMO.

There is an old Datalounge thread from when he died. One or two people from that thread alluded to sexual relations with Huell. One said he was "hung like a mule" and the other claimed he was a big, ole bottom who liked to host pool parties.

Here is the thread when he died.

He was a treasure. I miss him.

Ugh. Can imagine shopping with him? No thanks.

Rumor has it that KCET has a never-before broadcast episode of California Gold where Huell visited the Military Classified studio in Laguna Beach. .. The camera operator for that one was non-union, though.

Hot buddies in the Marines.

That's 2 blocks from my old apartment, R65!

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