Cold & Broke

Ok, its cold right now in SF. Its been a rather nasty rainy & cold all week. brrrr. While it tends to get chilly here often it rarely gets below 50. This week the temps have fluxed back and forth just above/below.

I’m also seeing the repercussions from my ‘gifts’ to the relief fund. I sent a couple hundred bucks along w/some ‘stuff’ and I may have been a bit hasty. I forgot that I’m already in a money crunch from the split and moving twice. So after doing the finances today, I get to decide who doesn’t get paid on time. I don’t regret the money as I still have a home over my head and those poor souls need it way more than I do right now. I just think I should have waited until my next paycheck. Once again, my heart runs off before my head. . .

Dog or No Dog

So I had a call today that got me thinking. Sf tends to be a very compact city. We have lots of people everywhere. Throw domesticated animals into the mix and you are bound to have a few problems. So todays rant goes like this. . . A man is playing frisbee in a non-dog park (meaning any dogs in the park have to be on a leash). A dog runs up and bites him in a scuffle for the frisbee. The owner shows up afterwards w/o seeing what happened and is very confrontational, denies any wrong doing and flees w/the dog. The victim follows while calling 911. So the police show up and the owner is still very uncooperative even though the victim has an obvious bite to his hand/arm. Needless to say, the dog gets taken away by animal services and will probably end up euthanized. Sad, considering the animal probably wasn’t that dangerous.

My issue is with the owner. First, he invites drama by having the dog off his leash in an area where it’s clearly posted not to. Don’t get me wrong, dogs need room to run. SF has several parks specifically for dogs. Granted there aren’t many but they are located all over the city. Second, instead of just owning up to the issue and possibly avoiding having his dog taken away from him, he acts the complete ass. So now the poor dog gets to suffer for his stupidity. I think they should lock the owner up in a cage for awhile and see how he likes it.

Lunch date

Starting the new year off w/a bang, I had a lunch date today. A very nice one at that. He was everything he said he was and actually looked like his pics. [1]tell it on the mountain! I get so annoyed w/guys here using pics of themselves 10-20 years & 40-50lbs ago. We met at a local joint in the castro. It was muggy/cold today but I needed to get out of the house anyway so made for a good excuse. Not only was he personable but he was sweet, approachable, and seemed really at ease chatting. He didn’t have his guard up and didn’t put on “airs” as to being some stuck up fag which was great. I am probably the most unpretentious person you could ever meet. I never understand pretentious people. All that work for a fascade, no thanks we are all stocked up here on drama.

I had a good time and I was a horrible flirt. (surprise) Started my day out in a good mood.

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↑1 tell it on the mountain! I get so annoyed w/guys here using pics of themselves 10-20 years & 40-50lbs ago.

From Blogs to Hard Drives

I realized today I need to update my blog list. I’ve noticed I’m turning up on quite a few blogs so I’ll be returning the favor soon enough. I normally read most of my blogs thru an RSS reader. I’ve actually found it takes some of the fun out of it for me so I’m switching back to the old method of just pulling up the webpage.

Btw, does anyone have a fully functional Registry Editing Program? I’m dying for a new one. I lost my old one in a hard drive crash and I can’t seem to find it on the web now.

2005

Here it is folks…2005! And my birthday is coming up fast too. I’ll be 34 years old. Wahooo! As I sit here banging away on the keyboard, I feel like a change is in the air. Maybe it’s just the smog blowing back in from the bay. I have the strongest sensation that this is gonna be a good year for me. I can’t quiet put my finger on it at the moment. Lets hope my “gut” is right cause this past year has been a rough one. OY!

Seriously though, where ever you are, take a moment to count the blessings in your life and be grateful. Not everyone is having such a great time of it right now and it should serve as a powerful reminder that your life aint that bad afterall.

Best Wishes to all my faithful bloggers. (all ten) From me to you, Have a Very Happy New Year!

Moby

Gym & Tramps

Let see, how should I start this one. Nothing comes to mind so I guess I’ll dive right in. For those of you who know me, you know I’m a total horndog so this is no surprise to you. For those who don’t, well brace yourself, this is a bit of an adult rant today. *smile*

So I’m cruising this guy at the gym. He is just scrumptious from my point of view. . . 5’6″ italian mix of some sort. Tight lean frame and yeah THAT was nice too. *G* He always acts like he’s interested so I thought today was the day. I’m done w/my workout, (triceps – day from hell) and I’m showering up when he walks by gives me an up/down look as if to say “hello – drop to your knees”. I’m like wahooo! So then he slips into the steam room to hang out. I follow of course. And it goes like this for about 30mins. From shower to steam room and back again. Getting a bit annoyed, I corner him and ask him if he wants to come over since I’m only a block away. His response “is it safe over there?” …uh, well I’m a block away, how bad can it get? I didn’t really know what to say so I said, “yes, I’m just a block away”. So now he is all skiddish and stand offish giving off totally mixed signals. Of course, this ruins the spontaneity of it for me.

I just don’t get fags sometimes. Why go thru all the effort of showing someone you are into them and then back out? And the fucker was obviously interested cause he got a stiffy several times. Oh well, its not like I’m starving for it. Christ, this is SF after all. You can get laid checking the mail.

Well, thats my rant for now. I’m home “in the mood” after being disappointed by Mr. Hottie. I wonder if I can order in…

On a Happier Note

So I’m sitting at Daddybucks (Starbucks) in the Castro doing my best to enjoy the new laptop. I’ve spent the last few days tweaking it and getting “stuff” transferred from the PC. I must admit I’m more than happy w/it. I just need to find a backpack big enough for it now. I bought one but it doesn’t quite do the job so I’m probably gonna send it back.

Its a muggy chilly day here in SF. Its been raining alot and a new storm is headed this way. We got some severe weather alerts at work so have been preparing for some major flooding. The ground is so saturated now if any new heavy rains hit its gonna get messy.

Hey! a a hot fucker just walked by. . .

Big Corps Do A Good Deed?

So I’m channel surfing today and I see several news reports about big corporations doing “their part” to help in the relief effort overseas. First, I think channel guides are for sissys! Its amazing the things you discover channel surfing. Anyway, back to the topic. . .

So I see big Corps. like Walmart, Exxon, Pfizer Anheiser-Bush, etc jumping on board to give money. First and foremost I’m grateful they are helping out. The money and items donated will go to people in desperate need right now. However, I’m a tad shocked at how low the numbers are. Yes, we are talking millions of dollars and yes that is alot of money. Yet, I find it a bit disconcerting when Anheiser-Bush can spend 22.5 million dollars on commercials for the upcoming superbowl yet they can only come up w/a measly 2 million donation to the relief effort. I guess I should be grateful they are donating at all but I can’t help but feel just a little bit pissed off. Most of these companies haven’t really impressed me w/their donations. If anything its a ploy to drum up better business for them. After all, the publicity is sure to make their bottom lines a bit fatter. I guess I should just shutup about it. After all, any money they give is helpful.

I am happy to see all the blogs w/info and support for donations as well. Almost every blog I read daily has made mention of the tragedy and possible ways to help out. Shit, I’m flat broke right now and I coughed up a few hundred bucks along w/two boxes full of clothes and stuff. If I am doing it, how many others like me are doing the same thing? *ponders*

Laughter & Tragedy

I know I should probably be writing about the tragedy that happened overseas but everyone else is beating it to death, literally. I find myself trying to shake the bitter cold that has welled up in my heart by focusing on the good things in my life. Life has been a bit rough for me lately but, I still have a roof over my head, food in my stomach, and job to keep me in the first two. I definitely know things could be a lot worse for me. I could be left cold, alone, homeless, and afraid after a tidal wave beyond imagining wiped out everything and everyone I loved.

So I did my part by sending clothing, canned food, and even some old gadgets to help those who lost everything and then some. Did you? Take a moment to scramble up just a few pieces of unwanted items and send them

The tragedy of the last week should teach us a lesson. For all our might we are still tiny insignificant flecks of flesh in the grand scheme of things. The even harder truth is that many of those who died could have been saved by a simple warning system. Why is it that we are such a reactive society? I mean time and time again we wait for a problem to bite us square in the ass before we deal with it. You would think as “evolved” and “educated” as we like to pretend we are, we’d be much more proactive about things. Just my two cents.

Post Holiday Giggle

Ok, this cracked me up. Kinda sums up my mood today so I thought I’d post.

The preacher’s, Sunday sermon was, “Forgive Your Enemies.” He asked,how many have forgiven their enemies? About half held up their hands. He then repeated his question. Now about 80 percent held up their hands. He then repeated his question. All responded, except one elderly lady.

“Mrs. Jones, are you not willing to forgive your enemies?” She says, “I don’t have any.” “Mrs. Jones, that is very unusual. How old are you?” She replies, “Ninety-three.”
“Mrs. Jones, please come down in front and tell the congregation how a person cannot have an enemy in the world?”

The little sweetheart of a lady tottered down the aisle, and said loudly and proudly, “I outlived those bitches.”