…on the way home from the gym last night.
Boy 1: I just love those blue mailboxes. They make great back-crackers.
Boy 2: I’m a pretty good back-cracker myself.
Boy 1: Yeah, but I don’t have to make the mailbox breakfast.
*slap*
Ok, I thought it was funny.
Apparently, the number on search term bringing people to my blog from google is “porn is ok”.
Whodda thunk? lol
Just thought you should know.
Well I arrived safely in Chicago. Actually, I’ve been here for some time. The boy is fast asleep (he is an early riser), but I couldn’t wait until the weekend was over to share this.
I typed this at 30,000 feet on my way to Chicago. The flights were very smooth with one interesting occurrence. Flying on a friend’s buddy pass, I had to hop from SF down to SD and then a connecting flight from SD to Chicago. No biggie as I’ve flown standby plenty of times and more than familiar with the process. Anyway, the first flight was short and sweet and I slept right thru it. The second flight looked to be iffy at best and I’d already assumed I wouldn’t make it. Luck seemed to be on my side though. I made the 2nd flight w/o any hiccups. It was a very full flight but I managed to keep my seat. Even better, since it was physically the same plane I’d just flown in on, I didn’t have to reboard and got to nab a much nicer seat in the exit row. [1]Exit rows always have more leg room. duh! A very sweet young girl from the OC ended up taking the lone seat next to me. She was friendly and we chatted awhile before settling into our own little realms of preoccupation, her on her mobile device playing Sudoku (spelling?) and me on my laptop.
Now here is where it gets a little interesting. Half way thru the flight, I suddenly feel a tap on my shoulder. One of the flight attendants (a very Barbie-esque woman) was telling me a “gentleman wants to buy you a drink”. I must have given here a dirty look as she repeated herself but softer. Being pulled from my distraction, I was a little perplexed but agreed not wanting to be rude. [2]Hey, I grew up in a trailer, you don’t refuse free shit, especially liquor! lol After my drink arrives I try to discover who it is that bought it for me. The stewardess said he wanted to remain anonymous. Of course, this drove me nuts. I kept turning my head around to see if I could catch someone staring or eyeballing me. There were definitely some hotties on the flight I would have been happy to make into new friends. A random woofy guy here and there, several army boys in their fatigues, and one very striking fembot. [3]a very feminine guy
Sadly, I never figured it out. None of the afore mentioned guys gave me a second glance thru the entire flight. I’m still scratching my head as to why someone would send me a drink but not want to at least be recognized. I tried to convince the flight attendant to tell me but she held fast and clearly I couldn’t get her alone on the plane to try and charm it out of her.
Oh well, I was very flattered. She did say right up front it was a guy so I can only assume he was gay. Mysterious man, if you are out there and on the off-chance read my blog, thanks for the drink bud. Nothing goes down quite as nice as free liquor!
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I was about to add more here at the end but the boy just rolled over and something “came up”.
While not specifically adult, this post deals with a bit of adult content. You have been warned. lol
I just had to share. I was looking the search stats for my blog this month and I’m always amazed at how weird some of the searches turn out to be.
Apparently, the search phrase “steam room pimples” brought 10 people to my blog in the past month.
Who da thunk it?
I overheard a really cheesy pick up line leaving Starbucks today. It was pretty obvious the guy used it at an attempt to be humorous. The other guy obviously knew him as he laughed.
Guy1: How have you been?
Guy 2: I am ok, good to see you.
Guy 1: You too. Have I ever told you I have an itch that only you can scratch?
Guy 2: *laughs*
It was funny but clearly not a really a good pick up line. lol One of my favorites has always been:
Me: Do you have any cajun in ya?
You: No
Me: Do you want one?
What is one of your favorites?
I think I might be pregnant. I’ve been craving a wide variety of foods lately but specifically candy. I rarely eat candy beyond the weekly Hot Cookie venture. Lately, I can’t seem to satisfy my sweet tooth. Today’s sugary indulgence involved half a box of chocolate covered cherries.
I got one of those home pregnancy thing-a-ma-jigs, the plus and negative sign both lit up when I passed it thru my stream. I wonder what that means? I went to the doc but he couldn’t help me. He did the whole feeling-my-testicles and fingers-up-the-bum-then-cough sort of routine. He didn’t really give me any results though. [1]I think I need a new dentist
My cardio has increased so I’m wondering if that might be it. Can you get pregnant from doing too much cardio? God, I hope not. I so can’t afford a kid right now. I mean come on, besides work, random trips to bb’s, and getting my hooves clipped and polished, I just don’t have money for a mini-Moby.
What am I going to do if I am? Should I get an abort-shun? Do they sell a home kit for that too? I could always give it up for adoption. I was adopted and look how well it turned out for me. *innocent smile*
Oh well, I guess I’ll figure something out. I have to finish a chocolate almond bar, throw up, and pick out baby names. [2]Yes, this post was written in jest. I’m just being silly over my recent sweet tooth
The newest sensation buzzing thru the blogosphere is the make yourself a hero. lol
Here is mine. How’d I do? What do you think his superpower is?
I’m hoping everyone had a good Christmas today. Or, happy holiday, Hanukkah, Kwanza, or whatever floats your boat. Be grateful you are alive and have a roof over your head. For many this year, things are a bit blue with the economy so bad. And while there is obviously hope for the future, it is hard to be optimistic when you aren’t sure where you next meal might come from. If you are reading this, I’m sending you well wishes and warm fuzzy feelings.
Beyond a very peculiar occurrence yesterday morning it was a pretty uneventful day. The day started with a flurry of text messages from friends and family exchanging holiday wishes. Knowing the gym was closed, I laid my ass in bed until the desire for food finally forced me outdoors.
While I’m walking down to the ‘hood to get some grub, I did have a very odd experience. I’m crossing at the crosswalk when a giant suburban pulls up, the guy whistles and asks directions to the nearest hospital. Being a typical control freak, I couldn’t just answer. lol I asked what the emergency was as it might change his destination. [1]Pediatrics, cardiac, burns, blah blah blah… He seemed very reticent so I volunteered that I was an EMT. At that point, his face beamed and he spilled his guts in a flurry of parental worry. It seems his 20 year old daughter (sitting in the back) was experiencing…wait for it…wait for it….are you ready…anal bleeding. OH yes, you read it right. I admit I was a little surprised. Of course, I had very negative thoughts but seeing his whole family piled in with him and no signs of emotional distress, any ideas of foul play quickly evaporated. I spoke to the young lady and discussed the problem. She was more embarrassed than anything, not that I blame her. Anyway, after some questions and more assurances, I was confident she wasn’t in immediate danger and directed them on their way. I walked away almost laughing at the oddity of the situation. Seriously, what are the odds? I was still giggling as I woofed down my lunch and headed back home to get ready for work.
And how was your holiday?
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This trip was interesting to say the least. It was good to see my little bro. [1]He is 28 but he’ll always be my “little brother” We’ve always been the closet but it seems to be getting stronger. He is learning just being gay hasn’t changed who I am. We also had a long talk about our siblings. He then told me some very funny stories about my relatives and their views on me. One relative even asked him if we still hugged (Yes, he ridiculed them for being so silly). He also had apparently told everyone to mind their p’s and q’s as he wouldn’t tolerate any disrespectful behavior. Anyway, I thought I’d share some funny incidents that occurred over the weekend.
Funny #1
Halloween night we had a big bonfire. Two of my brothers were there as well as two of my cousins and their families. Of course, my immediately family already knew about me but their spouses and kids only knew from being told. My older cousin was completely blown away by the fact I made gay jokes and wisecracks. We were watching something on TV and I said, “I know I’m gay but even I think THAT is so gay“. You could have heard a pin drop it was so quiet for about 30 seconds before everyone started laughing. A very tense milestone (for them) had passed. She later confided she had warned her kids not to use the word gay around me for fear of hurting my feelings or alienating me (Keep in mind, profanity is a given in my family). I was touched by the thought but I assured her it was ok. [2]And while it really isn’t ok, small steps people, small steps. I did encourage her to think about the underlying implications of allowing her kids to talk that way. While the intent might not be derogatory, the affects can be.
Funny #2
The younger cousin had admonished her own family in a similar manner. Her husband I guess didn’t know what to expect (having never met me) and apparently, there was some animosity about the visit. After a couple hours, he pulled me aside to tell me I wasn’t what he expected. I asked if he was expecting the stereotypical limp-wristed fembot. It took him a second to digest what I was saying but he finally admitted he had indeed. I assured him these are the stereotypes simply because they are so obvious. I explained that while I could “nell out” with the best of’em, it isn’t my normal demeanor. I also told him he probably knew more than he thought because not everyone, especially in a small town, likes it known. That gave him a moment of pause but he took it well I think. lol Not knowing it, he gave me a back-handed compliment by telling me had he not already known he would never have guessed.
It was very heartening to see some of my extended family expanding their horizons. And while there are some who will never be ok with it, I came away knowing I’ve given them something to think about.
I share these stories because I’ve always believed it isn’t the TV and media that sways most folks. I think it is their friends, family, coworkers, etc who decide to come out and live openly and honestly that changes their minds. There are always some who will see you differently but, wouldn’t you rather be liked (or not) for you really are?