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Funerals during the holiday season would be an unacceptable new normal.
Barefoot on the couch
Dec. 27th, 2008 09:52 amMs. Kitt has left the building...
(Eartha Kitt, star of the Broadway Play "Timbuktu", arriving on the shoulders of Tony Carroll, Mr. Universe of 1977, at New York's Waldorf Astoria. AP photo by Ira Schwarz, May 11, 1978.)
(Eartha Kitt, star of the Broadway Play "Timbuktu", arriving on the shoulders of Tony Carroll, Mr. Universe of 1977, at New York's Waldorf Astoria. AP photo by Ira Schwarz, May 11, 1978.)
A man who'd been making the beginning of my workdays sound that little bit better has left us. ( Read more... )
On Jesse Helms...
Hope he didn't let the doorknob hit him on the way out ('cuz them hellhounds will want to finish the job - I can't see Heaven in his future, personally.).
Hope he didn't let the doorknob hit him on the way out ('cuz them hellhounds will want to finish the job - I can't see Heaven in his future, personally.).
Fuck you and good riddance, Jerry Falwell!
It's just too bad you couldn't take some of your foollowers (misspelling intentional) wit' ya.
It's just too bad you couldn't take some of your foollowers (misspelling intentional) wit' ya.
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Apr. 29th, 2007 12:32 pmI often think that gay male "culture" has less to offer me as I get older (and a bit more dysfunction) - yet at the same time I want to grab hold of it that much more when it seems to disappoint me the most, since the alternative would be to place far more of my faith in "straight," blah society than I think is deserved.( About to rant - don't take it personal, please... )
black combat boots, black God Toe socks
Dec. 1st, 2006 06:09 pm
Again, we are all too, too, TOO beautiful to let HIV wreak havoc on our lives (whether we're infected with it or not). Protect yourselves...
Live (happily and healthily, and protect yourself whenever you can!)
Love (safely, responsibly and respectfully whenever you can!)
Life (with care and joy - because your presence in this life really does affects so many others!)
Dark gray ("steel") Keen sandals
Jul. 16th, 2005 04:54 pmSome people have told me that I spend a lot of my thinking time "in my own head." I admit, I can get veeerrry self-involved sometimes.
Last night, for example, I was pondering my relationships at this point in life, especially the intimate ones. At one point while I was doing laundry, my thoughts drifted to the one time I ever ended a relationship - with my first boyfriend Eddie when I was 16 - and how ugly it still feels almost 20 years after the fact.
That particular breakup, as early as it came in my gay (and dating) life, may have been one of the events that seriously damaged my relationship with my father. That will happen when somebody who's had your penis in his mouth once or twice makes random, borderline harassing phone calls to your phone number when you're not at home, but your father - convalescing after a severe diabetic episode - and your grandmother - who has told you she's convinced homosexuality is a conscious choice, and one she has issues with - are. And the only way to stop him is to scream bloody murder at him into the phone one fall Friday night... which gets him to stop calling, but also has him calling you "arrogant" and "inconsiderate" to your friends and anyone else who'll listen (not the biggest deal now at 34, but straight-up embarrassing at 16).
Since then, I've been the dumped instead of the dumper in large part - and it's a position that I much prefer. If (when?) I had to end a relationship now, would I even have the skill to navigate it without the drama and the harassment?
In other events, I'm looking forward to the Rewey fireworks tonight after work (and the jerk chicken I'm making for the potluck at Susan's beforehand) and some other busy-ness between now and my departure for MMF on Wednesday morning.
Last night, for example, I was pondering my relationships at this point in life, especially the intimate ones. At one point while I was doing laundry, my thoughts drifted to the one time I ever ended a relationship - with my first boyfriend Eddie when I was 16 - and how ugly it still feels almost 20 years after the fact.
That particular breakup, as early as it came in my gay (and dating) life, may have been one of the events that seriously damaged my relationship with my father. That will happen when somebody who's had your penis in his mouth once or twice makes random, borderline harassing phone calls to your phone number when you're not at home, but your father - convalescing after a severe diabetic episode - and your grandmother - who has told you she's convinced homosexuality is a conscious choice, and one she has issues with - are. And the only way to stop him is to scream bloody murder at him into the phone one fall Friday night... which gets him to stop calling, but also has him calling you "arrogant" and "inconsiderate" to your friends and anyone else who'll listen (not the biggest deal now at 34, but straight-up embarrassing at 16).
Since then, I've been the dumped instead of the dumper in large part - and it's a position that I much prefer. If (when?) I had to end a relationship now, would I even have the skill to navigate it without the drama and the harassment?
In other events, I'm looking forward to the Rewey fireworks tonight after work (and the jerk chicken I'm making for the potluck at Susan's beforehand) and some other busy-ness between now and my departure for MMF on Wednesday morning.
John Fluevog dress shoes, black socks
May. 18th, 2005 12:08 pmLeft a message for Mark this morning; I feel like a stinker that I let
weeks go by between conversations with him - he's an awesome lover, and
a generally good guy (even with the tendency toward paranoia - after
all, we all go there sometimes). I just don't need a sermon on why I should consider changing my diet as drastically as he's been planning to.
Granted, I have given some consideration to trimming the meat intake somewhat. Vegan, however, is just not a place I want to go - I like steak and milkshakes too much for that! (Speaking of vegetables, we warmed up the sweet potato fries from the other night at Chandler's on the grill last night as a side. They were still awesome!)
Also, today would have been my father's 72nd birthday. I couldn't stand how he did us kids (or my mom) sometimes, but I loved him, and I miss him.
Granted, I have given some consideration to trimming the meat intake somewhat. Vegan, however, is just not a place I want to go - I like steak and milkshakes too much for that! (Speaking of vegetables, we warmed up the sweet potato fries from the other night at Chandler's on the grill last night as a side. They were still awesome!)
Also, today would have been my father's 72nd birthday. I couldn't stand how he did us kids (or my mom) sometimes, but I loved him, and I miss him.
