About The Election

I know I've blogged a decent bit about the election so far and that I really can't stand George W. Bush. To be honest, I have to admit that in the big picture, neither Bush nor Kerry are the types of leaders we need. Neither has the ability to really solve the issues facing our country and neither is really willing to tell the real truth and take a stand. Neither really understands the bigger picture. Ralph Nader is actually right. My big question is this -- I really would like Bush to lose and that means voting for Kerry, but ultimately, I know that Kerry isn't the answer anyway. So do I do what I feel is right and disregard the outcome, which means I would have to vote for Nader or do I try to get the outcome I want, which is voting for Kerry? Up until now I was really going to side with Kerry... now I'm left with being in the uncomfortable position of believing that I should do what is right regardless of outcome and really having to live up to that...

Long Live The Queen!

I think I may emmigrate to The Gay & Lesbian Kingdom of the Coral Sea Islands....

The WB

Ok, I have a confession to make... I'm 30 years old and I love the WB. I know, I know, its the WB, but I just can't help myself. I try to look at it as helping me keep in touch with my inner teenage girl. You just can't but notice the sheer number of hot men on that channel -- Nick Lachey, Tom Welling, Johann Urb, Scott Wolf, George Stultz... And I can't but help LOVE Gilmore Girls, either. God, it makes me want to run out and pick up a copy of Tiger Beat... Of course, I'll probably end up watching porn instead...

Nuts To You!

I guess you're wondering my deal w/ Miranda's gnarly squirrel teeth. Well, I had a couple of extremely traumatic squirrel run-ins in college...

At Notre Dame, we have these large, ultra-aggressive, alpha male type mutant squirrels on campus. I think it may have something to do with the Radiation Lab on campus. In any event, one time, I had gone to the Student Center and bought a can of honey roasted peanuts. I made the mistake of opening it when I got outside. In the blink of an eye, I was surrounded by a pack of mutant squirrels that were out for blood. I would try to walk away, but they kept me surrounded. Finally, I took a handful of peanuts, threw them in one direction and ran the other direction. Fortunately, the squirrels took the bait and I escaped with my life.

The other time, I had bought a bag of peanut M&M's and was walking outside when I mutant squirrel ambled up to me. I had tossed him one, but that was not nearly enough to satisfy his gnawing hunger. I had taken another out and had it in my hand when the mutant squirrel climbed up my leg, grabbed the M&M out of my hand. It looked at me with these glowing red eyes, snarled with these razor sharp, gnarled, yellow teeth, then shook its little fist at me before it scampered down my leg. I was startled, surprised that it didn't end up taking the whole bag, and thankful that it had spared my life.

As you can see, the sight of Miranda's amazingly squirrel-like teeth never failed to bring back these traumatic memories...

An amusing take on the current political climate... Still, I don't imagine it's too far from the truth. This just reminds me of how extreme and out of whack the political debate has gotten.

On a lighter note, I just read that the actress that plays Miranda on Sex in the City was just outed. Now, I'm happy to have her in the family... that being said, am I the only person who is scared to death of her vicious, yellow, razor-sharp squirrel teeth? YIKES!

create your own personalized map of the USA
or write about it on the open travel guide

I've never considered myself someone who's traveled a lot, but now that I've plotted it all out, I figure that 17 states is not too bad...

Anybody but Bush

Anybody But Bush 

Ok, I ordered my new Anybody But Bush bumper stickers last night. If somehow they manage to find their way on top of some "W" stickers, hey, I can not be held responsible. Sometimes these things have minds of their own...

Separated at Birth?

Separated at Birth? 

The Gap has their new commercial out with Sarah Jessica Parker and Lenny Kravitz. Now, I enjoy Sex in the City as much as the next gay man and I know that this may be considered by heresy, but I've always felt that Sarah Jessica looks EXACTLY like the Wicked Witch of the West. You decide.

Recihen

I just received the latest issue of Instinct Magazine today. They had Reichen from last year's The Amazing Race on the cover. I ended up meeting him at a 4th of July party in Paradise Valley. I have to say that in addition to being HOT HOT HOT, he turned out to be a very nice, down to earth, intelligent guy. What's more, after 3 hours and several cocktails, he even remembered my name, even at a party with 150 people there. Now, that gets mega-bonus points in my book, since I seem to forget someone's name by the time they finish saying it. (Maybe that's why I just stopped asking for names with some of the tricks I've had...) In any event, its hard to predict how fame will affect someone, but my impression is that he's handled it pretty well. I was a little disappointed to read in the Instinct interview that he's dating someone now, but hey, by the time I finally move out to LA, who knows what will have happened, eh? In any event, he's someone I wish all the success in the world.

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Lesbians Lick Bush!

This morning I went to Fry's to buy food for my cat, Stinky. When I went to my car, I was shocked and appauled that someone had put a George W Bush bumpersticker on my John Kerry sticker. I wanted to spontaneously vomit in response, but I was unable to -- all that work in learning how to suppress my gag reflex during oral sex...

I gotta take this call...

I went to see Cellular tonight. Stars Kim Basinger and Chris Evans. I was a little worried that it was going to be another Phonebooth, which I thought was painfully bad -- so bad that watching Colin Farell the entire movie still couldn't save it. Surprisingly, it was watchable. Pretty far fetched, but it was a decent Hollywood-style meaningless movie. The downside was that Kim Basinger had to play this weak, sniveling character (basically Jodie Foster's character in Panic Room), which annoyed the hell out of me. I guess I really dislike watching those traditional helpless women roles, especially when they're being played by actresses that have the capability of kicking ass...

On the plus side, Chris Evans started the first five minutes of the movie shirtless and he looked WAY fuckable. I think the movie would have been much better if he had done the whole thing shirtless and the call he got on the cell phone would have been some hot guys who wanted him to come over to a gang bang. Yeah, THAT would have been a MUCH better movie...

A Good Saturday

Ok, I know I'm one of those rare homos that actually enjoys sports (college football in particular) but this was a VERY good Saturday -- Notre Dame beats Michigan State on the road, ASU blows out Iowa at home, and U of A loses a heartbreaker at home because their head coach is a BONEHEAD. That is what I call a VERY good Saturday.

Another Dimension

I went to dinner with my parents tonight. Everything went fine until the end when the conversation turned back to our family's earlier days and how my parents related back when my brothers and I were growing up. While my family life was pretty good compared to a lot of people I knew, things were far from perfect. At the core, I think my parents never really communicated very well and had some very different expectations of each other. What it boils down to is that my parents used to have some pretty ugly verbal fights. There was never anything physical, but that didn't stop it from having a big impact on me or my two brothers. I know that one of my brothers still will not argue with his wife because he is concerned about an argument escalating into the type of ugly scene that used to happen. Once my mom brought the subject up, she said that it is something that she really regrets about that period of time. On the other end of the spectrum, my dad said that as far as he is concerned we had some sort of idyllic existance back then... My point is not really to blame anyone or anything like that, but its just strange that people can have such differing experiences of the same events...

Music Whore

Despite another night of not sleeping well, things are going well... mainly because the music I ordered from Perfect Beat came in today. Yes, I am a music whore and young DJ, new music can make just about any day go better.

On the flip side, a DJ I know from LA was scheduled to play at this big party in Prague on Thursday. I looked online at one of the gay news sites and I read that the party had been cancelled at the last minute as the promoter basically took the money and ran... YIKES. I can just envision myself flying all the way to the gig and coming to the place, having it locked with a bunch of angry queens screaming for blood. Now THAT has to suck...

Superfreak!

"LOS ANGELES, California (Reuters) -- Flamboyant funk musician Rick James had nine drugs in his system when he died suddenly in August, including cocaine, methamphetamine, valium and vicodin, according to a coroner's report Thursday."

Damn, 9 different drugs in your system at the same time... THAT takes some talent. No, that takes a WHOLE lot of talent. What can I say -- Rick, you really WERE Superfreaky!

Hung over...

Ok, I went out to dinner with Adam last night. We ended up having sushi at Ra in Tempe. I noticed that while I really enjoy sushi, its not something that I will go eat by myself. I think maybe its the communal aspect of doing sake bombers. I am proud to say that I got Adam to try sake bombers for the first time last night. After that, we ended up going to Fat Tuesdays and having Slurpees for alcoholics. Yum. The downside to that is that my stomach has been doing backflips all morning... Reminds me of why I don't drink more, more often. Ugh.

That being said, I really dig hanging out with Adam -- though I noticed that I talked a WHOLE lot through the evening. I thought about it, though, and came to the conclusion that while I know a decent bit about Adam's life through his blog, he knew considerably less about my life. In that light, I think it was ok to let him catch up.

Anyway, I know things are pretty sparse both design and content-wise, but bear with me until I get to flesh things out more.

God, I hate being hung over...

Me 

...downloading files on project Genesis...

Ok, so my biggest question is how you start one of these blasted things... I guess I can blame it all on Adam, since he keeps telling me how many people are asking where my blog is, when I don't currently have a blog... well, I guess I can only hold out for so long before I give the masses what they want. Maybe it's just a matter of too many drinks at Ra and Fat Tuesday, I don't know. In any event, in honor of Adam and the other bloggers I hold dear (read: Jonny, Stephen & Billy), this reluctant birth wouldn't have happened without you...