Author: Moby

Been Good or Bad This Year?

Ya know how I said this year had been good to me? Remember all the overtime I’ve been working? Well, Christmas came early for Moby this year. I decided to put some of my hard earned dough to good use.

Yes! Your eyes are NOT deceiving you. I bought a new Panasonic 42″ Plasma (read flat screen) TV

Ain’t it a beauty? I’m as surprised as you are. It’s amazing how far I’ve come financially in the past 2 years1. I’ve gone from barely affording a plane ticket to buying a new plasma TV! I’m so excited I could just pee myself.2

(In my best TV announcer voice)
But wait! There is more! Oh yeah baby.

I couldn’t settle w/just a plasma TV. Oh no, yours truly had to have some new fangled gadget to display ON it. Never fear….

…is here! I got the premium one so it comes w/a HD-DVD drive as well. This way I don’t have to worry about buying yet another DVD player. The really good news? I paid for it all in cash. Now that my friends is a nice feeling.

Yeah, I’m bragging but I think I deserve it. Looking back over these past few years, I have worked hard. I recovered from a very destructive relationship3, I moved three, count’em 3 times, my social life is pretty much non-existent, I’ve only taken 1 vacation in 2 years and I’ve done my share of charity work. So, I fell pretty good seeing some benefit from all my hard work. Anyway, I’m not quite done yet. I still have to buy stuff for the roomie and my nephew/niece back in Texas. Other than that, my shopping is about over for the season. Either way, I’m enjoying to fruits of my labor and I promise no more gloating. *g*

1 All the boocoo overtime didn’t hurt none either.

2 Actually, when the TV arrived at my doorstep. I did pee a little.

3Not to mention the $10,000 in debt that came with it.

Thankfull For… II

So, here we are again. It is thanksgiving here in the States. A time when families are supposed to come together to celebrate the bounty provided by our forefathers. Thankfully, Bush hasn’t completely destroyed our way of life in the past year. Even though, he is certainly coming close. So what am I thankful for?

Well, I’m thankful the American people finally wised up and sent a message to our leaders. And while I don’t think that alone will undo all the damge, it is certainly a start.

On the blog front:

I was especially touched by v-hold‘s thanksgiving post. It made me cry a little bit. What a wonderful way to celebrate Thanksgiving.

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One 3Y3 Open shared a very insightful post about his life and direction. A big reason I always come back to his blog. Here is a person, much like myself, who is searching for his place in the world. Kudos to him.

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Joe.my.god published a very hilarious vid about Bush “screwing” America. Not exactly work safe mind you but a must see!

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Jimbo left us w/a very carb friendly post to ring in the holidy as well. hehehe

Me? I’m especially thankful this year. For the first time in a very long time, I’m not worried about finances or where my future lies. I’m on track in both departments and that is a major accomplishment. I am grateful I have a job and a roof over my head. Yeah, simple but plenty of folks can’t even celebrate that this year. Many more are embroiled in a war not of their choosing and are far far from home.

I’m grateful for the new found friends I’ve made thru the blog world. Blogging has enriched my life in so many ways, I lost count.

So, I’m off to work and here is hoping your Holiday is warm and happy.

Dirty Rat

I forgot to mention someone broke into my building last week. I live in a 4 unit apartment building. Someone picked the bottom lock on the front door downstairs and basically rumaged thru the garage. Other than my motorcycle, which was with me at work, I don’t keep anything in the garage. My neighbor upstairs wasn’t so fortunate1. Whoever it was stole a variety of misc. items and his bicycle.

He stopped me in the hallway to ask if I’d seen or heard anything2. I hadn’t but I did notice when the bike went missing and shared the details with him. He then mentioned it has happened before3. Not surprising, it is a very opportunistic style crime. I’d bet money some homeless person, picked the lock, walked in and basically grabbed whatever he thought he could sell for booze/drug money. On a side note, it became abundantly clear why the landlord asks us to lock the deadbolt on the entry door.

Truth be told, crimes of this nature are very common here. Again, not surprising as we have a high rate of homeless folks. That said, I’d choose crimes like this over more violent and heinous crimes any day. For all it’s problems, there are few places in SF, I don’t feel safe to venture. I can’t say that of most cities I’ve lived in. I’d rather worry about shit like this than waking up w/someone sticking a gun in my face. And while SF does have some hardcore crime, it is not the norm.

The moral of the story? Lock the damn doors when you come and go Moby. *g*

1 He is a bit of a pack rat. He has quite a bit of stuff stored in various places in the garage. I’m not complaining, just an observation.

2 My apartment sits right over the garage. I sleep w/ear plugs in so as not to be awakened by an old but loud garage door opening in the mornings.

3 He has lived in the building 10 plus years.

Charity Starts @ Home

I just sent in a donation to Comic Relief. They are hosting it for Katrina victims this year. Knowing how bad a shape the city is STILL in, it is the least I can do.

Comic Relief

I figure if I have money to buy all the fraking gadgets I’m into, I can spare some for people who lost their homes. And this donation doesn’t make my brain hurt from trying to puzzle it out. No, I didn’t donate to a man who waited two years after the fact to announce to the world he was sleeping w/a religious homophobic hypocrite. Nor did I donate to man who most believe got a way with murder and is now writing a tell all book. No, I donated to people who lost everything including their home thru no fault of their own.

I know the holidays are coming up but if you can afford Starbucks once a week, you can afford to make a donation. Big or small it doesn’t matter. Please click on the link above and submit a donation.

A few things you might not know.

The public transist bus system in New Orleans is only running at 25% of their normal operations.

Only half of the existing schools that are not condemned have reopened.

40% of the city is still without power.

Just a few things that help paint a picture of how bad it is in New Orleans TODAY. If you can’t afford to send money, there is no shame in that. If you can, and I bet 90% of my readers can, you should. If for no other reason than it is the right thing to do.

*stepping off the cross now*

TGIF

The sun setting on the pride flag in the Castro.

It’s Friday and it was warm and sunny here today. The week was muggy and rainy so a nice way to end it. I’ve been in training all this week. First few days I was training in WMD classes and then the last few teaching fire classes.

I still have one more day to go before my weekend starts however, a happy TGIF to everyone.

Still Here

I’ve gotten a few emails asking if I was giving up blogging. The answer, NO. I’ve just been a little busy and digesting some of my new found revelations. My post about belonging really did open my eyes a bit and give me better insight into myself. I am still adjusting to that and will do my best to keep you informed of how it radiates out into my life.

I got a nice phone call from brettcajun today. He just called to catch up and chat. He is doing well and adjusting to his new life being single. He is such a sweetheart.

Irony of ironies, my ex called me yesterday and wants to have lunch. Nothing unuusal in that in itself however, he hasn’t called me in months so I’m thinking he wants something. That’s probably a little negative on my part but I do know him pretty well.

My training yesterday dealt with WMD’s. Yes, weapons of mass destruction. All I will say on that, is it is sad that terrorists often use the very freedoms we hold most dear against us. And the argument can and has been made that our government should be allowed to bend and even break those freedoms in the name of protection. I say no, No, NO! Two wrongs never make a right and if anything we end up being not better than the bad guys.

I was struck though by all the really horrible and devastating things we do to each other on this planet in the name of God. If there was an omnipotent figure up there watching, I bet he(or she) is ashamed of us. There is a lot of talk these days of banning religion from government all together. I’ve never been a supporter of that menality as I do believe people have a right to their beliefs and should be respected. However, I’m not so sure anymore. After witnessing the deplorable lengths that so called “christians” go to in this country to force their way of life on everyone, I’m beginning to wonder if that is the answer after all.

Epiphany II

*Another long winded internalized view ahead and probably the 2nd most significant post you’ll ever read here. Oh yeah, it’s THAT good.*

I am such a fraking odd bird. I get insight into myself from the oddest things. The other day, I’m watching a commercial on Logo1 for car sales of all things. Being obviously written w/gays in mind the female speaker was making a statement. What she said was so profound [to me] I dropped the remote and just sat down on the sofa in amazement. She was making a short blurb about coming out, etc and then finished with,

. . . fear is what makes us weak but a sense of self and a sense of belonging gives us our strength.

You could have knocked me over with a feather! This paid actress for a stupid car commercial had just summed up the entire struggle of my existence in a few short words!

The fear I’ve known about and have been dealing with for some time now. As illustrated in my previous rather raw post. I’m proud to say the fear is losing though. Yet with all that’s come before in my journey to be a better person, I still overlooked something. I’ve never had a sense of belonging! Hell, I didn’t even know I needed it. Even as a kid it was missing. After my foster mom died, I never really felt like a part of my own family. After leaving home at 14, it was remarkably easy to break my family ties and move on2. Even my being gay didn’t help me to see it. I think I’ve mentioned before how I don’t really ‘fit’ into any particular ‘scene’. I always seem to be on the outskirts of all of them. What I did learn was to support myself. I can pick myself up, dust myself off, and even pat myself on the back if need be. I always chalked it up to my own natural resilience.

To my credit, I did finally manage to realize my lack of self. Anyone crazy enough to still be reading me after all this time knows it’s been a hell of a struggle these last 5 years. And I am proud to say I am succeeding on that front too. But, I’ve spent so much effort trying to develop that sense of self, I never even considered I needed a sense of belonging.

I don’t know how I’ve missed this about myself for so long. And my poor id. It has been working overtime trying to show it to me. The unexplained bouts of sadness, the oddly reoccuring need to date, it all makes complete sense now. My life overall is pretty good at the moment. Oh sure, I could be richer, have more muscle or whatever but I’m talking about the important stuff. I’ve been extremely frustrated not being able to explain why I still get down at times.

Well, I get it now. I owe it all to a stupid car commercial on the gayest network on television.

1 Logo is a gay cable channel. I think it is owned by the parent company of CBS but I could be wrong.

2 A broken jaw and two broken ribs will do that to ya.