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When we get a popcorn kernel stuck in our teeth, why do we fish it out with our tongue and then eat it again? Don’t we learn our lesson the first time? 
Last night I wrote a post about a strange ghostly experience I had recently. I still don’t know what to think about it. I don’t know if it was real or imagination, I just know I felt a hand on my face and there was nobody else around except Rodney. I also have the faint sense of it being an elderly woman. I deleted the post because it just freaked me out too much and I didn’t want it on here. Well the plot thickens… This morning, I had a very vivid dream about a man coming in and shooting people. It was in a city I didn’t recognize. A place I’d never been. I am 100% certain I had this dream. At 10:15AM today, a man walked into a gay-friendly Knoxville church and shot people. There is absolutely no way I could have had prior knowledge of this shooting, since the dream happened before it occurred. I’ve never been to Knoxville. Was it the place in the dream? Why did I have a dream about a man shooting people just hours before it really happened? What is going on with me?
I often hear gay men say if they had a choice, they wouldn’t be gay. When I ask them to explain, they say “Who would want to be born an outcast when you could be born to have a normal life?” If I had a choice, I would still choose to be gay. Yep, I said it. And I have never heard another gay man say that. I love being gay. The man-to-man connection. I love every part of a man. Physical, emotional, mental… men are just different, and it’s a difference I enjoy. And being gay provides a sexual versatility that only two men can experience. Can a man and a woman experience what it’s like to be both the penetrative and receptive partner? No. Can two women experience it? No. It’s something special only two men can have where they truly get equal opportunities for the exact same pleasures. I’m certainly not downplaying the special bond heterosexual couples or lesbians have. They obviously have their own their own pleasures and they’re entitled to them. I’m just saying for me personally, there’s nothing I’d rather be than gay. No matter what challenges or homophobia I have experienced in my life, I would never trade them to be a different person. I am truly and undoubtedly comfortable in my own skin as a gay man. So I’m curious about my readers. If you could choose your sexuality, would you still be gay?
If you’re a gay man in Iraq, and straight men find out you’re gay, they will kidnap you and rape you as punishment. Hmmm… At it’s basic core, rape is an unbearable crime that leaves permanent emotional scars on the victim. I hope we can all agree that rape is wrong. But how in the hell do you explain a straight man raping a gay man as a form of expressing his homophobia? Um, guys… if you’re homophobic, how do you explain sticking your dick in another man’s butt? Think about it.
Can you imagine posing for this picture and later realizing all your business was hanging out of your shorts? Poor fella. Anyone want to help him with that?
(Photo found on Visually Speaking)
But when I got a look at the jar, I couldn’t help noticing the label said www. amishjam.com (yes, there was a space in the address, for no apparent reason). That seemed odd. I thought the Amish rejected modern life. Why would they have a website? So I took a look at amishjam.com. Of course the design was horrible. I already expected that. But the real surprise was that they offered online shopping, credit card processing, and shipping. Hmm, I just dunno about this. Today, the Amish are just innocently selling their products online, making a little extra money for the farm. But you know there’s that one guy who will get the nerve to search for porn and then the whole village is corrupted. (If I were Amish, you all know I’d be that guy!)
Estelle Getty, most well known for her role as the mischievous but lovable Sophia Petrillo on The Golden Girls, passed away today at age 84. As many of her fans know, she has been suffering from failing health for many years now, and most recently had been struggling with dementia. She was just 3 days shy of her 85th birthday. I’m so sad to hear that she’s gone. But I know she must have been pretty miserable, so I’m glad she’s at peace now. Thanks for the laughs, Estelle! We love you!
Bedjump.com is a whole site dedicated to photos of people (mostly adults) jumping on beds in their hotel rooms. When I was a kid, I always loved jumping on the beds in hotel rooms. There was nothing more fun than leaping from one bed to the other. My parents got so mad when I did that.
[Site found through Riverwolf]
Where do we even begin, boys? The mullet? The bed sheets? The owl on the nightstand? The 19th century lamp right next to the big 1980s lamp? The overly confident pointing to his flaccid penis? No, it’s none of the above. The thing that bothers me most about this picture is a detail that only a graphic designer would notice. Do you see those little bits of grain and specs on the photo? That’s noise from a scanner. This man took the photo with a 35mm camera, had it developed somewhere, and then scanned it into his computer. Oh, to be the guy working in the photo lab that day.
In the past, my hair has been blond, brown, and red. Don’t expect to see any pictures of the red. Some disasters just aren’t meant to be published. Recently, I’ve been interested in trying out black. Everyone I told detested it. I had no idea changing hair styles was so controversial. But then again, look at the girl from Felicity. Remember that show? She changed her hair and the show went off the air. Hair is very powerful, my friends. I finally decided on L’Oreal’s Feria #20, which is called Black Leather. I really liked the shade because it’s a warm black. In fact, it really does have a leather color to it. I knew that a cold black with blue tones would make me look too pale. And I wasn’t even going to dare trying out a black with red tones. We’ve already established that any trace of red in my hair is a bad thing. So Black Leather it was. The only bad thing I can say is that the color looks nothing like the picture on the box. I think it’s because my hair was light brown to begin with. Going from a light shade to a dark shade is very hard. Overall, I really like my new hair color.
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I’m just trying to wrap my head around this…
On a recent visit to Illinois, Rodney bought some Amish jam that was being sold. I wasn’t with him, so I didn’t get to see the set-up.
