Wednesday, November 30, 2005

Yet another email...

... from my brother.

Remember, I "claim" to be from Washington State, although I wasn't born there. Most of my siblings still live there, and the only other one (that doesn't live there - besides me) intends on retiring there, within the next 15 years or so.

Anyway... his email:

The Pacific Northwest According To Jeff Foxworthy.

1. You know the state flower (Mildew)
2. You feel guilty throwing aluminum cans or paper in the trash.
3. Use the statement "sun break" and know what it means.
4. You know more than 10 ways to order coffee.
5. You know more people who own boats than air conditioners.
6. You feel overdressed wearing a suit to a nice restaurant.
7. You stand on a deserted corner in the rain waiting for the "Walk" Signal.
8. You consider that if it has no snow or has not recently erupted, it is not a real mountain.
9. You can taste the difference between Starbucks, Seattle's Best, and Veneto's.
10. You know the difference between Chinook, Coho and Sockeye salmon.
11. You know how to pronounce Sequim, Puyallup, Issaquah, Oregon, Yakima and Willamette.
12. You consider swimming an indoor sport.
13. You can tell the difference between Japanese, Chinese and Thai food.
14. In winter, you go to work in the dark and come home in the dark-while only working eight-hour days.
15. You never go camping without waterproof matches and a poncho.
16. You are not fazed by "Today's forecast: showers followed by rain," and "Tomorrow's forecast: rain followed by showers."
17. You have no concept of humidity without precipitation
18. You know that Boring is a town in Oregon and not just a state of mind.
19. You can point to at least two volcanoes, even if you cannot see through the cloud cover.
20. You notice, "The mountain is out" when it is a pretty day and you can actually see it.
21. You put on your shorts when the temperature gets above 50, but still wear your hiking boots and parka.
22. You switch to your sandals when it gets about 60, but keep the socks on.
23. You have actually used your mountain bike on a mountain.
24. You think people who use umbrellas are either wimps or tourists.
25. You buy new sunglasses every year, because you cannot find the old ones after such a long time.
26. You measure distance in hours.
27. You often switch from "heat" to "a/c" in the same day.
28. You design your kid's Halloween costume to fit under a raincoat.
29. You know all the important seasons: Almost Winter, Winter, Still Raining (Spring), Road Construction (Summer), Deer & Elk season (Fall).
30. You actually understood these jokes and will probably forward them!

He's right about most of it.

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

So, TheHusband and I are watching Jeopardy tonight...

... and one of the contestants says she is learning both the language of her mother (a Filipino) and her father (can't remember where she said he was from), and that she couldn't remember any words at that moment, so please, don't ask her to speak any.

I guess it was nerves, but hey, if you tell the producers that little "fact" about you so that Alex has something "of interest" to ask after the first commercial break, then maybe you should have something prepared. Don't you think?

So TheHusband turns to me and says, "Why would anyone want to learn Tagalog?

My answer?

"Maybe she spends a lot of time at the Naval Exchange."

Monday, November 28, 2005

Had you been able to do one of these...

... in the early days of the InterWeb, I would have.

Somehow, I'm kinda glad we couldn't.

Sunday, November 27, 2005

I owe one to Spider...

... because he tagged me a while ago, and I chose not to participate.

Learn some stuff about me, prior to my "100 Things About Me" that I know you are anxiously awaiting for me to post.

I . . .
(X) smoked a cigarette
( ) crashed a friend's car
(X) Got drunk with a good friend
( ) stolen a car
(X) been in love
(X) been dumped
(X) shoplifted (I was young once, too)
(X) been fired (Three times in my life, actually)
( ) been in a fist fight
( ) snuck out of your parent's house

(X) been arrested (Three times in my life, actually - no convictions)
( ) gone on a blind date
(X) skipped school class
( ) seen someone die
(X) been to Canada
( ) been to Mexico
(X) been on a plane
( ) purposely set a part of yourself on fire
(X) eaten Sushi
( ) been skiing.. snowboarding

( ) been moshing at a concert
(X) taken painkillers
(X) love someone or miss someone right now
(X) lain on your back and watched cloud shapes go by
(X) made a snow angel
(X) flown a kite
( ) built a sand castle
( ) gone puddle jumping
( ) played dress up
(X) jumped into a pile of leaves
(X) gone sledding

( ) cheated while playing a game
(X) been lonely
(X) fallen asleep at work/school
( ) used a fake id
(X) watched the sun set
(X) felt an earthquake/tremor (twice)
(X) touched a snake
(X) slept beneath the stars
(X) been tickled
(X) been robbed (twice, just this year)
(X) been misunderstood

(X) pet a reindeer/goat
(X) won a contest
(X) run a red light
(X) been suspended from school class
(X) been in a car crash (three times in my life, actually)
( ) had braces
( ) eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night
(X) had deja vu
( ) danced in the moonlight
( ) liked the way you look
(X) witnessed a crime

(X) questioned your heart
( ) been obsessed with post-it notes
( ) squished barefoot through the mud
(X) been lost
(X) been to the opposite side of the country
(X) swum in the ocean (or, Oceans, actually)
(X) felt like dying
(X) cried yourself to sleep
( ) played cops and robbers (when I was a child, it was still okay to play "Cowboys and Indians, and that's what we did)
( ) recently colored with crayons
(X) sung karaoke

( ) paid for a meal with only coins
(X) done something you told yourself you wouldn't
( ) made prank phone calls
(X) laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose (it was milk)
(X) caught a snowflake on your tongue
( ) danced in the rain
(X) written a letter to Santa Claus
(X) been kissed under a mistletoe
( ) watched the sun rise with someone you care about (sunrise watching, yes, with someone I cared about, uhm... no)
( ) blown bubbles
( ) made a bonfire on the beach

( ) crashed a party
(X) gone roller-skating
(X) had a wish come true
( ) worn pearls
( ) jumped off a bridge
( ) ate dog/cat food
( ) told a complete stranger you loved them
( ) kissed a mirror
(X) sung in the shower
( ) had a dream that you married someone
( ) glued your hand to something

( ) got your tongue stuck to a flag pole
( ) kissed a fish
(X) sat on a roof top (technically, I was sitting on a long fat penis, while on a roof, but still...)
( ) screamed at the top of your lungs
( ) done a one-handed cartwheel
( ) talked on the phone for more than 6 hours
(X) stayed up all night
( ) didn't take a shower for a week
(X) pick and ate an apple right off the tree
(X) climbed a tree (to pick the apple above, and others)
( ) had a tree house
( ) are scared to watch scary movies alone

( ) believe in ghosts
( ) have more then 30 pairs of shoes
( ) worn a really ugly outfit to school just to see what others say
(X) gone streaking
( ) gone doorbell ditching
( ) played chicken
( ) jumped into a pool/hot tub/lake with all your clothes on
(X) been told you're hot by a complete stranger (one of the joys of being a bartender in a gay bar...)
(X) broken a bone (sure, it was a toe, but still, it counts, right?)
(X) been easily amused
( ) caught a fish then ate it

( ) caught a butterfly
(X) laughed so hard you cried
( ) cried so hard you laughed
( ) cheated on a test
( ) have a Britney Spears CD
(X) forgotten someone's name
( ) French braided someone's hair
(X) gone skinny dipping in a pool (and in a hot tub, and in an ocean)
( ) been threatened to be kicked out of your house
( ) been kicked out your house
(X) have had a fantasy over someone you love as a good friend
(X) sun tanned naked
( ) ran naked in the rain

Goodness. That took a lot out of me...

I haven't seen the movie yet...

... and I probably won't, while it is in the theater. I can't stand crowds, I hate it when people talk throughout a movie, and I can just imagine the reactions of people when they see Collins and Angel kiss.

I'm talking about Rent, of course.

TheHusband got me the soundtrack of the Original Broadway Cast and two tickets for the on-the-road showing here at the Bob Carr Theatre a few years ago. It remains one of my favorites, although TheHusband was so disappointed in the acoustics, he couldn't understand what was going on. Funny, though, he didn't have the same complaints when I accompanied him he dragged me to see Jesus Christ Superstar a few years later.

Anyway, I can't wait to see it, but it will have to wait until the DVD comes out. Hell, it isn't as if I don't know how it ends.

Meanwhile, Brian has his predictions for what would happen in the sequel. I think he's spot on.

What does...

... the expression "Kiss of Death" mean to you?

It could be the thoughts going through a 7 year old's mind when greeted by his/her 85 year old grandmother. It could mean the first sign that something is coming to an end, like when your favorite sitcom adds in a "new" child-actor.

Or, you could take it quite literally. To wit.

There is a joke out there about his nuts, but I'm not gonna do it.

I do wonder if it is enough to make a 15 year old boy realize that he is a homo.

Saturday, November 26, 2005

A reminder of why...

... I am always the one that does the dishes after using TheHusband's mother's china.

This year, I didn't.

Thursday, November 24, 2005

Happy Thanksgiving!!

Stuff whatever Turkey you feel the need to people. I'm off to the kitchen...

(pic unabashedly stolen from here)

Tuesday, November 22, 2005

Spit take of the day...

...but please, I implore you.

Put. Down. Whatever. You. Are. Drinking. First.

I didn't, and I paid. I wouldn't want you to do the same.

Good. Now, click.

Get Well, Mark McEwen...

... former CBS This Morning host, now a local news host here in Central Florida. As of yesterday evening's news, Channel 6 announced that he has had a stroke. They say he'll be fine, and back at work in January.

Monday, November 21, 2005

I'm so bored...

... maybe it was too many "highs" from last week, and now I'm coming down off of them.

That, and I'm thinking of R.J., who is dealing with a similar situation that I had, over the summer. Please, take some time and go over and offer him your thoughts.

I stopped at the College Park Publix after work today. Good gravy, I hate that store. Not "Publix" per se, just that store. For the record, I normally shop at Publix, but I go over to 17-92 to do it. The College Park store has VERY narrow aisles, and there are too many Thirtysomthings and their young children, using those stupid character shopping carts that are way to fucking big for the aisles.

I got a turkey, the yams, some green beans, the mushroom soup, the Durkee Onions, some mushrooms, some onions, milk and other things.

Because I was not having a good time, I forgot the following: marshmallows, and brown sugar. I did not find fresh cranberries. I never buy them canned. And I am not planning a pie for dessert, I have another idea.

I guess I'll have to give a list to TheHusband for tomorrow or Wednesday afternoon. I'm not taking that plunge again this week.

I haven't bought a turkey yet... I suppose I should stop at the store after work. Really, I should have gone yesterday, and planned to, but just didn't feel like leaving the house.

Not because of depression or anything. I did what I normally do... laundry, sweep/mopping of the floors, cleaned my bathroom; I even made a chicken broth as well as dinner.

I just didn't feel like leaving the house to do any grocery shopping.

Saturday, November 19, 2005

First, they allowed Gay Marriage...

and then this happened.

I guess they were right.

Thursday, November 17, 2005

My day, today....

Doctor Visit: November

Weight: 157 (up a few pounds, which makes Doc happy and me sad)
Blood Pressure: 128/70 NORMAL!!! Of course, this was after two HIGH readings by machine, when the nurse gave up and took it by hand. I'm gonna request this from now on.
Liver Functions: Good, still, I have a Ultrasound scheduled in two weeks, just in case.
Folic Acid: Low. I need to eat more leafy green vegetables. Or take another pill.
B12: Normal
LDL: 101 - 100 is considered high normal, so no concern at this time.
HDL: 60 - This is the good cholesterol, the higher the better.
Hemoglobin: 16.9 - My doc mentioned that it was probably higher than his own, which is good, considering my latest hospital stay
T-Cells: 161 - up 10 or so...
Viral Load: Undetectable, again
Percentage: 11%, down 1 percent, but still not bad, for someone with almost no T-Cells.

Not bad. I got a flu shot today, too. Better get it now before all the Blue Hairs take 'em all.

I go back in two months for more blood work, and a month later see my HIV doc. No need to see my GP for six months.

All this and I only missed two hours of work.

Once I got to work, all hell had broken loose. My inbox is overflowing (something that NEVER happens), I have four voice mails (again, never happens), and I have 28 messages in email - this happens overnight all the time.

I'll skip over all the mundane stuff and get to the good part.

I mentioned yesterday that someone in TPTB for my company wanted to talk to me about my recent review. Finally, towards the end of the day, we talked - over the phone.

He said what he needed to. I reinforced my points, but stressed that I had no intentions to go anywhere. We reached a happy compromise. He offered a total of a 16% raise from my hourly rate from a week ago.

I was floored. Absolutely. Fucking. Floored.

Without boring you with the details, I thanked him, a lot, and said goodbye.

Then I stepped outside, lit a cigarette, and called TheHusband.

It was a good day.

This is Bullshit...

Uproar Over Firing of Teacher Who Showed R-Rated Film

The screening of an Oscar-nominated movie about the life of Queen Elizabeth I to students in an advanced class on British literature has resulted in the forced resignation of an admired teacher in the Atlanta suburb of South Gwinnett. On Tuesday, students in Ed Youngblood's class mounted a protest. "If 'First comes learning' is true, why do you get rid of the guy who holds that motto the best?" one senior in the class told the Atlanta Journal-Constitution. A spokeswoman for the Gwinnett County Public Schools told reporters that Youngblood chose to resign after he was told that an investigation had begun into the screening of the R-rated film, 1998's Elizabeth, starring Cate Blanchett in the title role. "Mr. Youngblood did not ask for a local review of the film prior to showing it, nor did he allow parents the option of opting their students out of the viewing," she told the Gwinnett Daily Post. Youngblood, who had taught at the school for 37 years, said that he was given five minutes to choose between resigning or being fired. "I didn't think about it being R-rated," Youngblood said. "It's such a good movie." (Besides receiving seven Oscar nominations, including best picture, Elizabeth also won the BAFTA award for best British Film, a best actress award for Blanchett and a supporting-actor award for Geoffrey Rush.)

IMHO, Cate Blanchett was robbed of the Best Actress Oscar by that silly blonde in that other movie.

Morning "Ick"...

Click it, you know you want to.

For some reason, I think the only thing big about him IS his tie.

Uhm... and his ego.

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

Funniest Guy On TV right now...

is Carlos Mencia.

And confidentially, would it be weird for me to say I find him fricken hot?

Today and tomorrow...

Today: I immediatly spoke to my supervisor, apologized for my reaction yesterday, told him that I just needed some time to think about what he said, and realized that everything he told me yesterday was true and damned accurate, and that I needed to tell him that I was extremely appreciative and happy about it.

Then the hammer fell. He said that everything I said yesterday was right, and after we had our little meeting, he made a phone call to TPTB. I should expect a phone call from them.

After finding my tongue, I said "I wish you hadn't done that, I was in the wrong". He said "No you weren't, and the phone call will be a good thing. Don't worry about it."

So, I waited.

And, I waited.

At 4:00 I, sarcastically (I know, ME? sarcastic? say it isn't so....) said no one had called me, so I guess I got lied to again... He said, no, he hadn't lied, however he may have been lied to. I agreed with him.

I did get a phone call from the person in question, but I was on the phone with another member of the corporate office, and couldn't put him on hold. When I returned the call, I got voice mail, twice. I left for the day.

Tomorrow: I have an appointment with my GP and my HIV specialist.

Here's what I predict: My Viral Load will still be undetectable. My T-Cell count will still not be high enough (but, I hope over 200, which would be nice - hint hint) and they will tell me that my blood pressure is too high, and I need to take meds for it.

And quit smoking.

I won't quit smoking, but I will take the meds.

Best Friends: The Prequel

Remember Paul and Frank's video?

Could this have been their first foray into video making?

Definitely in the Not Safe For Work category.

Maybe I'm just a dick...

... and unappreciative.

Actually, that isn't true. I am appreciative. I just set the expectations too high, and was woefully disappointed (once again) that things didn't turn out exactly as I thought they should.

I got a good review. A damned good one. And after further pondering the issue, a pretty damned good raise, too. 8% -- can you believe it? Obviously, worshipping at the Alter was a good idea.

But here is the kicker. The company I work for doesn't pay very well. I think I've mentioned before that, had I not been on Unemployment when I was offered this job, I would have laughed them out of their own office when they told me what the hourly rate was. It is easily 25% lower than this position is paying in the Orlando area. I was thinking 1) that it was better than unemployment and; 2) that if I worked to the best of my ability that they would make the correction if they knew I was serious about it and did a good job; and 3) I might actually LIKE the job.

How does that song go? "...but two out of three ain't bad."

I've had two things said by supervisors, 20 years apart, that I believe in whole heartedly:

"At the end of the day, do you feel like you draw a paycheck, or earn a paycheck?"


"If you can do it morally, ethically, and honestly, do it."

I believe that I live by these two statements.

So, after sleeping on it, I've decided I must be an ungrateful son of a bitch; telling myself to get OVER myself, and be thankful for what I have. By and large, I like my job and enjoy going to work, which is more than most people can say.

Tuesday, November 15, 2005

I am conflicted...

... at least right now.

I need to sleep on this, but I did not get what I expected out of my employer.

And I am too depressed about it to post.

Tomorrow morning, when I am drinking coffee, I'll probably do so...

Monday, November 14, 2005

I am an amature chef...

... and everything I learned was from experimenting from recipes I tested after watching The Food Network. Mario Batali is a god, but of course, not THE god.


Last night, as I usually do on Saturday and Sunday, I cooked. Sometimes it takes an hour, sometimes it takes many many many hours - i.e. marinades, etc.

But last night, it took about an hour. And there were leftovers, something I tend to do. I like my own cooking, and tend to cook too much on purpose. But I never take leftovers to work. It's too hard to eat them because the office, as a whole, goes out to lunch - a teamwork excercise, one might think.

So there were leftovers last night. I asked TheHusband tonight:

"Do you want leftovers from last night for dinner, frozen Pizza, or do you want me to cook something else?"

He said "Frozen Pizza, I'll take last night's dinner to work".

I'm not sure how to take that.

Ask me a question...

... ANY question.

I'll answer it, honestly. Just don't ask me to name names, and I'll answer it. Questions limited only by the calendar. Anything asked before Friday, November 18th, I will answer in the comments section.

Idea via a website that I found on a blogroll here.

I defer until tomorrow... about my review at work.

It was put off by my supervisor. He hadn't gotten word from TPTB on what he could offer, I'm sure.

I'm okay with it. It gave me more time to bolster my defense. After all, I took the job, at such a low rate of pay, because I was unemployed. They had me by the balls.

But they've broken promises to me three, count 'em, THREE times in the last year.

I will not let them do it to me again.

For Spider...

... I think this picture is of a redhead, too.

(I had to share, with him in mind...)

Sunday, November 13, 2005

I know you are young...

...and you don't really know what you are talking about, but no, you were not cured.


Mr Stimpson, who is originally from Largs in Ayrshire, said: "There are 34.9 million people with HIV globally and I am just one person who managed to control it, to survive from it and to get rid of it from my body.

"For me that is unbelievable - it is a miracle. I think I'm one of the luckiest people alive."

Mr Stimpson told the News of the World and Mail on Sunday that he became depressed and suicidal after being told he was HIV-positive but remained well and did not require medication.

Some 14 months later he was offered another test by doctors, which came back negative.

He sought compensation but has apparently been told there is no case to answer because there was no fault with the testing procedure.

Back in the late 1980's people would take the HIV test and get a positive diagnosis, only to be re-tested and find out that they were, in fact, negative. It was called a "false positive" diagnosis, for obvious reasons. That was why it was a standard policy in HIV clinics one would take the test, return for the diagnosis a few weeks later, and be retested while being counseled - regardless of the results.

But let's think about this logically, shall we?

You got tested, it said positive. The doc's said it was too soon, as you were a healthy young man (which is usually the case), to take drugs (which is also usually the case).

14 months later you had another test done (uhm... why? but lets leave that one alone) and got a negative results? Fine.

This doesn't mean you were cured. Unless of course one or more of the penises you took up the ass in the last 14 months has a magical additive.

And if that's the case, let me know who had that magic penis will you? I'm a bit tired of taking all these pills for the last 12 years or so.

Yes, yes I have...

Weekly worship over, I can on with the business of the rest of my Sunday.

Laundry, cleaning, dusting, mopping, and grocery store.

After that, I have to work on my presentation for tomorrow. I've been at my current job for one year, and my supervisor has told me that I need to make some time for him.

I need to be able to prove that I deserve more than a 4% raise.

I have prayed to the Almighty One to give me the strength.

I think He is on my side.

Saturday, November 12, 2005

I guess Philips was wrong... locals know which local Radio show host I am refering to.

Gas receipt 11/12/05

I like the guy, a lot. I've partied with the entire cast (before Janna Banana joined the show) on more than one occasion. TheHusband and I took a cruise with them a few years ago. TheHusband and Jack's wife spent hours on end singing in the piano bar on board ship. I've been in the Phlips Phile office before the show, and I've been in the studio during one. TheHusband and Moira are the same age. Oddo is one of the funniest people on the air.

But he is a typical Democrat. All the problems of this country could be saved if George W. Bush had never been elected.

I guess I better get a Bush/Chaney bumper sticker to put on my car to go next to the "No New O-rena" bumper sticker that we will probably be putting back out.

Yes, this is me... (take two)

Typically, when one is works in a Air Force Fighter Squadron, right before leaving the base for the last time, one gets what they call an "Incentive Flight". I was stationed on Kadena Air Base, Okinawa, Japan in the late 80's. In February 1990, two days before I left the island, I got mine.

This is me, checking the oxygen mask, to ensure it works.

From another angle.

The crew chief is strapping me into the seat. It really is a two-man operation.

Another F-15 flew next to us. They aren't supposed to do this during an incentive flight, but because of the job I did, I knew all of these pilots.

Friday, November 11, 2005

Yes, this is me...

... let me take that back.

I had some pictures of me when I was still in the Air Force, and I got a ride in an F-15... but for some reason Blogger is having a problem with them, so I am unable to post.

Today, please do not...

... wish someone a "Happy" Veteran's day.

It's like saying "Happy Memorial Day". Just. Plain. Wrong.

If you insist on using "Happy", please resort to the original name of this day - Armistice Day. That makes much more sense.

Besides, if it were a true day to remember and appreciate Veterans, then all the Vets would have the day off, with pay, and not the banks and government workers, while most vets have to work to afford the cat food they need for dinner.

Just a thought.

I am a veteran.
TheHusband is a Veteran.
We both have a brother who is a Veteran.
TheHusband's father is a Veteran.
My father was a Veteran.
Both of my Grandfathers were Veterans.

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

Hurry to my house, Santa...

...and please, do some of this for me!! It looks like you are enjoying it as much as I would.

I promise, I've been a good boy this year!

Monday, November 07, 2005

Confidential to you-know-who-you-are...

Don't put up with that shit for one more minute.

The first bruise should be the last one. Get out. Get.Out.Now.

TheHusband and I will make room for you in our house. And we expect that you would bring the offspring.

Money be damned. Greyhound tickets are cheap. I can afford to splurge on a plane ticket or two. Now is a good time, I've got Christmas money saved up.

Jobs in your field are aplenty down here. There is a shortage of people who do your job in this area, for the gods sake. And relatively, houses are cheap.

Besides, the offspring will think it's a vacation for the first few weeks. It is the second happiest place on earth, after all.

You and the offspring aren't alergic to cats, are you?
No comments permitted for this post. Sorry kids.

Sunday, November 06, 2005

I was thinking of my father today...

He was a Marine. Regimented. Stiff. Everything has it's place and everything belonged in it's place. He hated it when my mother moved the furniture around in the living room.

I didn't call him Dad, Daddy, Pa, Father, or Pops. I called him "Gunny". It was his rank (although, technically, he retired as a Master Sergeant after 20 years, what a Marine typically calls "Top" (E-8), as in the top of the ladder. ("You WILL go in the Air Force, and you WILL like it", he said you a 16 year old MiKell. He was right.)

I came out to him in a letter, back in 1988. I was in the Air Force at the time. There was no email back then, I was too chicken to do it over the phone, and we were on different islands in the Pacific ocean - me Okinawa, him Hawaii.

He didn't take to that very well. My eldest brother and his wife worked on him for a number of years before he came to accept my homo-ness.

He eventually did, especially after I told him I was HIV positive. He came to think as TheHusband as just another of his "sons". Before he died, I eventually thought of him as a friend. How many men feel that way?


Did I mention that I moved the furniture around in the living room today?

It's the simple things that make me think of him. The picture of him was taken on Okinawa in 1962. I'm told I look a bit like him - sort of a mix of him and my mother's father, also a Marine.

Alert *** Alert *** Alert

I don't often post pictures of people on this site, especially people I don't know (I know, I know, my last two posts had my mug in them, and then there was that one of Jake).

But I just finished watching a repeat of last Thursday's Celebrity Poker Showdown, and am head-over-heels-in-lust.

Though he is darned near twenty ten years too young for me, I find him a perfect specimen. I watched him intently during the episode. I listened to what he said.

He quoted Madonna's "Like a Virgin".
He commented on Kevin Neelan's ass.
He rubbed on Dean Cain's chest (and who wouldn't??)

So I went to his website.

I noticed that he played a gay teen on the most requested episodes of MTV's Undressed.

I also noticed, while reading his "Message Boards" (I don't know why they call them "his" since he never makes an appearance) that the Moderator, some guy named Ron, always answers for him. It sounds like they are a couple, without ever saying that they are a couple.

Not that there is anything wrong with that...

He is gorgeous.

Thursday, November 03, 2005

"Say hello - to my...

... Little Friend!!"

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I woke up at 0230 in the morning. Fine, I know better than to lay there, I'll never go back to sleep. So I got up, drank some water and watched some TV. After an hour, I went back to bed, and still couldn't sleep. I finally realized that it was because I usually fall asleep when I am laying on the right side of my face, facing TheHusband.

So I bit the bullet, so to speak, and rolled over. The pain had subsided enough so I was fine and fell right to sleep.

Sometime in the next two hours, I did two things.

I had a sex dream. And I woke myself up... by having a conversation in that dream, and answering out loud.

Of course, whenever I do this (that is... wake myself up in this manner) I immediately start to giggle. TheHusband remained blissfully asleep, thank the gods.

The dream? The only thing I'll say here, is that it starred what's-his-name, the guy who makes money riding a skateboard (not my type) portraying someone who works for my company, who while taking my photo for the "new employee" section of my company's newsletter, harassed me into, uhm... servicing his rather large, uhm... member.

First let me say that I usually forget my dreams within 10 minutes of waking up. But I'm afraid I've been dwelling on this all day. By the time I recognized who the Photographer was (the actor playing him, I should say), the entire dream was burned into my head.

Second let me say that I don't think I've ever turned down a, uhm... member in this manner. To be sure, no one has ever forced me to do anything that I didn't want to do, but - come on... this thing was HUGE!!!

Third, let me say, that I've been at this job for a year this month, so why I am having this dream now, and not 11 months ago, is beyond me.

My Therapist would be all over this story, if I had one.

(and yes, I realize it's time to do my roots, so leave me alone about that, m'kay?)

BTW: Does this count as a HNT picture?
-- somehow, I don't think so...

Wednesday, November 02, 2005

My face hurts...

...and not from the previous post (although I feel a bit silly for it).

I had a cyst removed from my cheek. (IT'S NOT A TOO-MAH!!!)

At least, the doctor doesn't think so. He'll have it looked at and report back if they think there is anything to worry about. In other words, don't call them, they will call me.

Right now, I'm the walking wounded.

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That was me as I drove away from the clinic. I take off the bandages tomorrow, and if you are feeling particularly ghoulish, come back tomorrow and I'll show you the stitches.

The pain shots wore off by noon this afternoon. Believe me when I tell you that I did not feel like this.

Then again, I don't often feel like doing that.

(BTW - I don't know what the fuck is wrong with the blogger feature to upload pictures. When I look at this picture outside of blogger, it is the full size, and not the top left quarter of the space. In fact, sometimes, when I look at it, I see someone's child dressed up for Halloween. Sometimes the child is sitting in a stroller. Your guess is as good as mine.)

UPDATE: I moved the image. The extra stuff was just too distracting.

Thank you Michael...

... for the Linky Love. I don't know how long you've been reading/visiting this blog, but yours was one of my originally listed blogs, and remains the only political blog (gay or straight) on my blogroll.

I read yours twice a day, every day. Sometimes more.

Welcome to all that come over from there, and again encourage anyone here to go there.

Tuesday, November 01, 2005

Mark my words...

... an upcoming storyline on this show, will be about her son being a big homo.

Not that there is anything wrong with that. (TheHusband tells me that I could write the Soap Operas that I watch - on a daily basis)

I come to this decision based only on tonight's episode, which I am still watching while I type this.

The conversation between the "President" and her "son" was priceless. It reminded me of that quote from "Psycho", "A son's best friend is his mother..."

It doesn't hurt that he is a damned fine hottie.

I was kidding...

...about the birdseed.

I want the kiddies to come back next year.

Besides, we already have one sexual predator on our street, we don't need two more.