First of all, Danny & Oswald ROCK! F-ucking rock! ... but more on that later.
I just wanted to take a second and clarify how i feel about my departure (or rather pause) from the blogging world. About a year ago, I was contemplating tearing off my clothes and run screaming from my office, when I opted to just surf and maybe chat with some boys instead. I came across this guy, and through his blog and links spent the whole day marveling at how open and generous people could be. At first, I blog surfed just to get my head off of this island and see that somewhere on the planet there were stable, happy gay people ; to find some reality instead of the stupidity I'd witnessed in West Hollywood, and the outright bullshit that was projected on gay people at home. Gradually I developed a genuine fondness for some of the bloggers and appreciated that they were willing to share what it was like to be a happily coupled real estate magnate in new orleans , or a sweetheart of a record exec in LA , or a post-rave pre-family seattilite who still found time to dance (and a host of others, but i'm too lazy to update my links). I kind of felt that if they could take the time to post about all of the good, bad, and sometimes ugly things in their lives... than maybe I could too. I mean honestly, we're all here to love right ? And if four or five lines a day could bring some stranger across the globe the same happiness I felt when I quietly listened in on the lives of bloggers, wouldn't that be kind of cool?
Of course, there was also some ego involved (teensy bit, wee i tell ya), but mainly I figured that at best, I could make some chat buddies and maybe even a few friends, and at worst I'd cheat my job out of a few pennies worth of time (ok dollars, hundreds and hundreds of dollars) that I would've just wasted some other way. But having done it for a while, the best thing is having been able to share what it felt like to be in this year of my life, and kind of define where I want to be next year through that. Sounds a little sappy, but whatever. I hope that i gave a little back of what I got, and after I think about it, i'll probably be back to give some more.
Now, as for team Cha-Cha-Cha..., last night while I was waiting for J'ouvert to start (it's Carnival time here) I stopped to watch the Amazing Race on TV. Now, I've always been opposed to The Amazing Race, becuase it's produced by Jerry Bruckheimer, and I feel he's swindled me out of enough money already, and it's downright evil of him to now invade the already crap-infested waters of television. However, watching D&O outwit, outplay, and out-class the rest of the competitors on last nights show more than made up for that ten bucks i blew on Armageddon in '99.
Picture this, it's a race around the world with no sleep, no accomodations, and four other teams breathing down your neck... With possible elimination on the line, D&O seperated from the pack, brushed of alll the bullshit and had a good old time. While the other teams were fighting like rats in a barrel for a spot on a flight out of Hong Kong, D&O had booked an earlier plane through an agent and were shopping at Gucci. Smart. And better than that, cool and level headed, and looking like they were having the best time ever. Love em, love the hat, love the shoes, love the whole damn thing. If I'd been able to see more gay people like them when I was younger, I'dve gotten over the whole boy/boy thing years ago. In fact, I'll go so far to say that just watching them a little bit eased me into the most comfortable feeling about myself. Some might think it silly to base so much on TV, but I'll be damned if I wasn't smiling throughout the whole two hours.
oh..., and gary..., thanks :)
I just wanted to take a second and clarify how i feel about my departure (or rather pause) from the blogging world. About a year ago, I was contemplating tearing off my clothes and run screaming from my office, when I opted to just surf and maybe chat with some boys instead. I came across this guy, and through his blog and links spent the whole day marveling at how open and generous people could be. At first, I blog surfed just to get my head off of this island and see that somewhere on the planet there were stable, happy gay people ; to find some reality instead of the stupidity I'd witnessed in West Hollywood, and the outright bullshit that was projected on gay people at home. Gradually I developed a genuine fondness for some of the bloggers and appreciated that they were willing to share what it was like to be a happily coupled real estate magnate in new orleans , or a sweetheart of a record exec in LA , or a post-rave pre-family seattilite who still found time to dance (and a host of others, but i'm too lazy to update my links). I kind of felt that if they could take the time to post about all of the good, bad, and sometimes ugly things in their lives... than maybe I could too. I mean honestly, we're all here to love right ? And if four or five lines a day could bring some stranger across the globe the same happiness I felt when I quietly listened in on the lives of bloggers, wouldn't that be kind of cool?
Of course, there was also some ego involved (teensy bit, wee i tell ya), but mainly I figured that at best, I could make some chat buddies and maybe even a few friends, and at worst I'd cheat my job out of a few pennies worth of time (ok dollars, hundreds and hundreds of dollars) that I would've just wasted some other way. But having done it for a while, the best thing is having been able to share what it felt like to be in this year of my life, and kind of define where I want to be next year through that. Sounds a little sappy, but whatever. I hope that i gave a little back of what I got, and after I think about it, i'll probably be back to give some more.
Now, as for team Cha-Cha-Cha..., last night while I was waiting for J'ouvert to start (it's Carnival time here) I stopped to watch the Amazing Race on TV. Now, I've always been opposed to The Amazing Race, becuase it's produced by Jerry Bruckheimer, and I feel he's swindled me out of enough money already, and it's downright evil of him to now invade the already crap-infested waters of television. However, watching D&O outwit, outplay, and out-class the rest of the competitors on last nights show more than made up for that ten bucks i blew on Armageddon in '99.
Picture this, it's a race around the world with no sleep, no accomodations, and four other teams breathing down your neck... With possible elimination on the line, D&O seperated from the pack, brushed of alll the bullshit and had a good old time. While the other teams were fighting like rats in a barrel for a spot on a flight out of Hong Kong, D&O had booked an earlier plane through an agent and were shopping at Gucci. Smart. And better than that, cool and level headed, and looking like they were having the best time ever. Love em, love the hat, love the shoes, love the whole damn thing. If I'd been able to see more gay people like them when I was younger, I'dve gotten over the whole boy/boy thing years ago. In fact, I'll go so far to say that just watching them a little bit eased me into the most comfortable feeling about myself. Some might think it silly to base so much on TV, but I'll be damned if I wasn't smiling throughout the whole two hours.
oh..., and gary..., thanks :)
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