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Heeellloooooo

Well hello everyone.  I know I’ve spend some time way from my blog these past few weeks but I am back now.  It turns out my job was cut quicker than I had expected.  So I’m a month into my new job and to say it’s busy is an understatement.  As you can tell I’m up at 7 a.m. typing up a little post before going to work.  But it is good, right, I have a job, yes, it’s meager but it will do for the time being.  The people that I work with are super nice and I am enjoying what I am doing at the m0ment, so far so good.

In terms of things that have been going on in life. I went on a bad date two weeks ago.  It was a bisexual whom I had met off of a dating website.  We decided to keep it chill, perhaps to chill, and instead of a “date” we wen’t record hunting.  Cool right?!  I showered and dressed down, jeans and a t-shirt, we were going to be in a second hand shop getting dirty, he rolls in looking like he just woke up in his hobo chic gear.   He looked like he was smelly.  And that is how my low key date started and ended.  I know we were going record hunting but he could have at least cleaned up a little…..blerg.

The inevitable march towards winter has begun in Erie.  We’ve had a cold rain for the past four days and I get the sinking feeling it is going to be this way for the rest of the week :( and soon that rain will be snow…epic fail.

I managed to score a ticket to go see Lady Gaga and the Scissor Sisters in March…I’m super excited I think the show is going to be outta this world.  The seats are in the nose-bleed section but hey I just want to see the show so I’m down with the cheap seats!

Is there anything new with you lovely readers?  Tell me everything; I’ve missed you all so very much!!!!!!!!

Until next time (which will be soon, I promise),

Sammy

California Dreamin’

Booyah Bitches!  California now the 6th state allowing gay marriage!  They begin August 18th!!!!!!!

Yes, Mama said there would be days like this.  Granted, in this case, it’s not the wedding bells that are calling everyone but me, but it’s a myriad of other adult like things that have happened that have made huge waves in my adult life.  Let’s explore what my past 48 hours of life have been like.  In no particular order:

  1. I found out briefly I had my job cut at work due to the economy, DEATH KNELL, and spent a period of 30 terrifying seconds without employment.  I can definitely say this wasn’t fun.
  2. I then found out I was absorbed by another branch of my company doing something completely different.  Reprieve, thank you jebus.
  3. There is a very good chance I will have a pay cut.  I think it is also safe to say that I will be overworked and under paid.  Mantra: At least I have a job.  At least I have a job. At least I have a job.
  4. Because my world tilted wildly out of control I ended up renting a car for Friday to drive to Cleveland with a friend in the hopes of purchasing tickets for the Sharon Jones and the Dap Kings concert at the Rock n’ Roll Hall of Fame.  Bad decision or adventure?  I’m going to go with adventure.
  5. I used the word orgasms in scrabble yesterday resulting in a bingo on a triple word score giving me 87 points on one word.  I was embarrassed saying the word in front of the older woman I was playing with.
  6. I had a cupcake for dinner last night.
  7. On my way to work I thought I saw a construction worker lugging a big iron cross alongside the airport in a construction zone.  What it turned out I saw was a guy lugging a wooden cross simulating Jesus carrying his cross.  You know people do this to signify Jesus’ walk to his crucifixion and the pain of carrying his cross.  The difference with this guy was that his cross had a wheel affixed to the bottom of it making his cross bearing MUCH easier to carry.  (*include eye rolls and an air of sarcasm with this one*).
  8. I’ve decided that tomorrow I will attend a meeting to learn how to ref the women’s roller derby team being created in Erie.
  9. I have terrific acid indigestion.

 

Being an adult is hard and practically losing your job is super scary.

The Shirelles are ssssoooo right!

A Very Good Day!!!!

I’m a little late to the party but the overturning of Prop 8 is AMAZING!  I can barely contain how I feel about this!

“Proposition 8 fails to advance any rational basis in singling out gay men and lesbians for denial of a marriage license.  Indeed, the evidence shows Proposition 8 does nothing more than enshrine in the California Constitution the notion that opposite-sex couples are superior to same-sex couples.”

There is only one word for this (well I can think of a lot because this is AMAZING NEWS) is validation.  It validates who we are as individuals.  Looking back at my journey (which is still in process) in life and being gay I like to think I do a pretty good job at ignoring the negative views against the gay community.  When I first came out of the closet I remember mentally telling myself that life would not always be kind; that I was a minority, and while there are people out there that support who I am and being gay and will love me even if I am gay, there is a  population out there that are hateful and hurtful.  There are people out there willing to physically harm me because they believe they are superior to who I am because of who I love and have sex with.  I had to remind myself that there is also verbal and mental abuse that comes with being a minority too.  Thankfully, there has never been any physical abuse, but the verbal and mental abuse runs abundantly.  I/we work hard to avoid and not listen to these verbal and mental attacks from people and I like to think I’ve weathered the storm decently.  But, I realized that after a while those verbal attacks wear on you unconsciously.  Do you know what it feels like to be called a sinner, to be told you’re going to hell, to be compared with bestiality and pedophilia?  You spend so much time trying to avoid and not listen to those comparisons and unconsciously they stick with you.  It’s hurtful and still harm.  It’s exhausting to hear and wears you down.   Sticks and stones can break my bones and names do hurt me. 

This ruling helps validate who we are and what that we deserve the same decent rights as anyone else.  We are not asking for special privileges.  We are asking for the same privileges that our straight counter parts have.  This ruling also states very clearly to those vicious individuals out there full of hate and verbal abuse that while they can get away with their vile language and messages of hate we will not stand by and take the abuse.  The tides are beginning to change and they will continue to change in the future!

It’s a good day to be gay!  Here’s one more link for you!

Full ruling here!

Hold On To Your Hats

This is going to be a wild ride!  Expect a an appeal but lets hope the judge rules in our favor!

MJ Sauce

Okay so let’s discuss friends for a moment. A teacher once said to me in class that if we left high school and remained friends with one person then we were exceptionally lucky and that we would probably have that friend for the remainder of our lives. I am lucky to count myself one of those few who have one of those friends. I’ve been out of high school for just shy of a decade and I have the very best friend a boy could want. A right hand woman if you will. You heard me mention her in my last post regarding her hot sausage recipe. I’m lucky to count MJ as one of my very best friends.

Considering the town I grew up in was entirely too small for my well being it was inevitable that kids end up in the same preschools and daycares and eventually go to high school together. I met MJ in preschool and it has been friendship ever since. I think our defining moment in our friendship, or at least she would reference, would be when I grabbed her hand during song time in preschool and we were subsequently forced to sit down and put our heads down. Apparently, holding your BFF’s hand during a song was a huge no no and I inadvertently got an innocent MJ in trouble. From that point on she’s been stuck with me  (please let’s not even bring up the cream cheese and trampoline story…that post is for another time!)

 We managed to be together in private school until second grade when my Mother destroyed my world and sent me to public school (which I ended up loving). And through the ebb and flow of life we ended up in high school together, and in all our awkward high school glory ended up playing in marching band together…only further cementing our friendship. If you didn’t do high school marching band you may never know how friendships develop in such I crazy/weird environment.

We spent many a high school events together; we grew up together, and eventually went to college (not together:(). I contribute my less than stellar ability to keep my lustful throes at a minimum for when we left for college she gave a piece of painted ceramic that told me to “roll in the sand.” I have subsequently done so and I still have the ceramic piece displayed on one of my bookshelves. Over the years we grew as adults. Her freshman year of college she found the boy she wanted to spend the rest of her life with and last summer was married to him. She was the first person I came out to. We became each other’s confidants. When we get to see each other we drink hard Shirley Temples, smoke cigars, and watch “You Drive Me Crazy.” She listens to me, lets me know when I am going crazy, and is a wonderful person. She just gets me! I’m a lucky boy to have her! So this post is for her; MJ, I’ll see you the first week of September!

This isn’t my picture and it’s linked to where I borrowed it from (don’t sue me please! kthxsbye)

Also the reason I called this post MJ Sauce is because there is a  restaurantI frequent that has MJ sauce and it reminds me of MJ.  It seemed appropriate!

Watch this!

This is amazing.  Good for her; it’s nice to have someone to speak up for us in the public eye.  Plus she took what happened with Carrie Prejean (I hate even typing her name) and turning gay rights into an issue to be discussed (especially after they discussed the teen suicide rate and sexual orientation).  I’m rooting for Claire Buffie for the next Miss America!

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