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I’ve been perusing the message forums and blogs, and a lot of gay men are peeved that Obama didn’t choose Hillary Clinton as VP. I’ve always been a Hillary supporter myself. And I admit, the idea of Obama and Clinton on one ticket seemed like a dream come true for me. I still wouldn’t mind if it happened. But we’re just thinking short term. Would it have been easier to win that way? Well of course! You have the millions of people who supported Obama coming together with the millions of people who supported Clinton. I think they would have won the election by a landslide. But being President isn’t supposed to be easy and I admire Obama for taking the long road. While it may have been an easy win, in the long run, I think it would have been a disastrous relationship, and that’s not what America needs right now. I’ve spent this evening educating myself on Joe Biden, and I sincerely think he’s the right fit for Obama. I’m very excited about him. Above all else, we need to realize we just have 2 months to unite. Regardless of how you feel about Obama or Clinton, I encourage you to show your support for the Democrats and really be involved. People are dying in Iraq, and this is a very critical time. McCain still doesn’t seem to see anything wrong with being in Iraq, and I heard on the news today that EVEN BUSH thinks we need a time table! Wow! Wake up, McCain! If we’re going to build a better America, we need Obama in the White House. So if you’re still on the fence, I urge you to take some time and do your research. Your vote in November should not be taken lightly. Educate yourself on their policies. Most of all, let’s not be bitter about who did or did not make the cut for VP. It’s done, and I have confidence in the choice. Bitterness will not change the decision, and it only divides us. Let’s unite for a better country, and better relationships with other countries! 
Wow, look at this man go! A video of Joe Biden ripping into the President and the GOP about Iraq. He’s so passionate and sincere. I like it.
Filmed in 1925 as a silent motion picture, it told the dark love story of Erik, a disfigured man who lived in a private world underneath a Paris opera house. This “angel of music” secretly gave a young woman named Christine vocal lessons. She was his obedient student until Raoul came along and ruined the whole thing. It’s then that we discover Erik is no angel at all, but instead, a violent and jealous man who will stop at nothing to get what he wants. Despite his rage and cruely, there is something lovable and pitiful about Erik that you can’t help sympathizing with. It was a love story that has stayed with me always. In 1995, I had the great pleasure of seeing the musical version of The Phantom of the Opera in St. Louis. I was moved by the experience. Haunted by it. I recently learned that Andrew Lloyd Webber has written a sequel, called Phantom: Once Upon Another Time. Fans are pretty upset about it, saying the whole thing sounds ridiculous and will ruin the whole story. I disagree. I think Andrew Lloyd Webber is smart enough to know this has to be a solid piece. It isn’t as if he’s going to write it haphazardly. I’m sure many revisions will be made before the public sees it and that all details will be carefully considered. It debuts in London in November 2009. I’m certain the next chapter will find its way to America too, and someday, I look forward to seeing it. Until then, I’ll always have “the music of the night”.
How it started: After reading all the controversy over Manhunt.net and John McCain, I decided to sign up for the free version of a Manhunt account to see what all the fuss was about. Rodney and I both logged on from our own computers to browse the local profiles. After browsing a few pages, we found ourselves bored with the site. The profiles had no depth, no excitement, just one liners like “Fuck me hard.” It takes a lot more than a picture of your penis to impress me. After all, I do have one of my own. (And Rodney’s my spare.)
In order to have an account, I was required to upload a picture. So I used a picture of a monkey. Manhunt did not like that. I posted it 3 times, and each time, they deleted it. I finally gave up, figuring they weren’t going to just accept I was freakishly hairy and really did look like that. So I grabbed a photo from our underwear store and posted it as the profile pic. (Ooh, naughty! Breaking the rules and lying about how I look online.) The games begin: Then the flood gates opened. E-mail after e-mail from guys wanting to hook up. This is what my profile said: “test to see what everyone is so upset about” That’s literally all there was. No personal details, no listed interests, just that sentence and an underwear photo.
- “I will bet that everyone’s upset that they haven’t had you!!” Another guy asked: - “Who’s upset? and you interested in playing today?” Then there was the “licensed massage therapist” who wanted to give me a massage, then went on to tell me he had a bubble butt, was uncut and very clean. Hmmm… something tells me “massage” is code for something else… I just wonder what? Now this one guy didn’t e-mail me, but I just got a laugh out of his profile. He said: - “up 4 anything, but 215 pounds is the highest i’ll go.” I was so tempted to ask him how he came up with an odd number like 215. It sounds so precise. I also wanted to ask him if I could get by with 215.5 pounds. Who says it’s difficult to get some? I know the internet is never lacking horny men who just want to find a thick dick or warm hole for the night. But I had to admit I was actually surprised at how little information it takes to snag a sex partner in Nashville. I really didn’t expect to receive that many messages simply as a result of posting a phony profile. Clearly the McCain controversy hasn’t stopped men from using Manhunt’s site. Boys will be boys.
Purr Purr pays tribute to Alfred Hitchcock.
If we told our partners everything that’s wrong with us on the first date, I guess we’d all be single for life. There are some things you simply don’t sign up for when you commit to someone. Let me start with some background on this story. I have irritable bowel syndrome (IBS). When I was diagnosed with it 11 years ago, most people didn’t even know what IBS was. Thankfully the public has become much more educated about it now, and most people now realize it’s a legitimate health problem. Basically my digestive system does not always function correctly. Aside from having to make unexpected runs to the nearest toilet, I also suffer from episodes of very sharp, intense pain in my stomach, breaking out into cold sweats, dizziness, and sometimes I can hardly stand up. To keep these episodes to a minimum, I eat a very strict and boring diet. I can’t have any caffeine. Nothing with spices in it. No onions, very little garlic. Nothing ethnic. No red meat. Limited dairy. Limited fried foods. The list goes on… If I follow doctor’s orders, I do pretty well. But sometimes, like tonight, IBS rears its ugly head and I get really sick. When I get sick, I get scared. The dizziness and cold sweat makes me afraid I’ll pass out. I feel just miserable and have to sit in the bathroom, doing you know what. And I shake and hyperventilate with a wet rag on my forehead (which seems to calm me). The sweet part is Rodney. He stands outside the door, just in case I need him. He’ll stand there and endure any embarrassing sounds or smells, just because he loves me and doesn’t want me to suffer alone. I really appreciate it. I guess loving me isn’t very glamorous. But he’s special and he’s there when I need him. I bet when we exchanged rings, he didn’t think he’d have to suffer through that the rest of his life, now did he? One in five Americans suffer with IBS. That’s a whole lot of significant others holding their noses.
The great thing about having a blog is that you get the opportunity to talk about your feelings and opinions. I always feel better after I write about something. Two recent posts, When Did We Stop Being Immigrants? and Manhunt.net Controversy have really struck a chord with readers. People are passionate about how they feel… and I like it. I like hearing what you think about things. So what’s on your mind today? Anything in the news you have an opinion about? Anything in your life that’s bugging you? Anything coming up that you’re really excited about? Tell me all about it in the comments. I want to hear about you.
24 hours ago I decided it would be really cool to do a new version of this website with a grunge theme. It’s so out of my element. My design is always very clean cut lines, uncluttered, bright colors. 12 hours ago I took a photo and composed it to look like I was holding the blog content with my hands and looking down at the posts. 1 hour ago I stared at my screen in horror, realizing people could mistakenly think I just had my eyes closed rather than thinking I was looking downward at the blog content. Fuck. What’s the verdict, readers? When you look at this, do you get it that I’m looking down at the blog posts, or does it just look like I’m sleepwalking? UPDATE: After really studying it, I figured out what was causing the “sleepy eyes”. When I turned up the contrast on the photo, the color in my eye blended together with my eyelashes, giving it the appearance of one big black spot. I swapped it out with a different one, which I think looks much more obvious that I’m looking down at the content. Please let me know what you think. Thanks.
You can call me crazy, call me greedy, call me selfish. But I want more from a President. I want a President who will say “I support gay marriage.” And I’m a bit disappointed that it will be at least 2012 before the opportunity arises to hear that. During tonight’s debate with Obama and McCain, they both expressed their belief that “marriage is between a man and a woman.” (I hate that phrase, it makes me sick to my stomach.) This is nothing new. Both candidates have been very open about this, so there were no surprises. But it just bugs me that Obama won’t support it. To his credit, he does support gay couples having the same rights as straight couples. And if states choose to legalize gay marriage, he will not fight it and he will not try to ban it. So at least that’s a positive thing. I just can’t help wanting a little bit more. I want someone to have the balls to stand up there and say “Hey, all gay people should be able to get married.” I recall a statement Ellen Degeneres made earlier this year when interviewing McCain. I don’t have the exact quote, but she said something along the lines of “Even though we’re both Americans, it feels like I’m on one side of the room and you’re on the other, and you’re saying I can’t come over to your side. It feels like you’re singling me out and won’t let me have all the rights you have. It just doesn’t seem fair.” Again, that’s not a direct quote. But that’s exactly how I feel. It seems I pay the same taxes and follow the same laws, yet I can’t have everything America offers. That’s just my rant. I want more, and that’s all there is to it. But I do believe Obama is a step in the right direction and I guess I’m just going to have to muster up some more patience for other people’s shortcomings.
One of the subjects that I found interesting in school was history class. It was fascinating to learn about the early history of the U.S. and how brave explorers ventured their way here to what is often referred to as “the land of opportunity.” I’m assuming people paid attention during history class. I hope they did, because if they did, they would know that we’re all immigrants here. Native Americans were actually here first, and we white people kind of just came in and took over. So chances are good that you’re the descendant of an immigrant if you live in America. What boggles me is all the fuss about our friends down south. Right now, a $157 million dollar fence is being built in San Diego. Hmmm… $157 Million? I can’t help but wonder if there is a better use for that money. Instead of trying to keep people out, what if we worked together to help them get in? With legal status, of course. I don’t condone illegal trespassing in any country. I understand that there are rules and regulations for the safety of everyone. But we seem so hellbent on keeping people out, I feel as though we’ve forgotten that we are all immigrants. Whatever happened to the American Dream? I truly believe illegal immigrants want to gain legal status. They want to come here and work, and pursue their happiness. The truth is, it is very expensive to gain citizenship in America, and I don’t feel like it should be. Why is it all about the money? Why isn’t $157 Million taken to help people who can’t afford it? I just think it’s a bit backwards. I’ve had some really heated debates with people in Tennessee about this subject. White people, of course, who think they are somehow higher and mightier than people from Mexico. And I don’t want to hear any bullshit about them taking our jobs. I see foreigners doing stuff we feel we’re too good to do… like cleaning toilets and mowing lawns… You know, breaking a sweat. I don’t see that many Mexicans sitting in an air-conditioned office with their nice, big leather chair. So don’t even try that argument with me. Most foreigners work twice as hard as we ever will, for about half the pay. And hey buddy, you’re an immigrant too. We need to remember our roots, and embrace others who want to achieve the same equality and opportunities that we have access to. Instead of building walls, let’s build bridges.
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I was 10 years old. It was a Friday night and I was staying over at my friend David’s house. With his mother’s supervision, we made pizza with english muffins and sat down to watch a “classic” movie he’d told me about called 
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