Archive for January, 2009

Heeellloooo Lovers I hope this finds you well and enjoying the post inaugural bliss.  I wanted to touch base with you lovely people and see how you are doing.  Things are well in Erie except for the snow.  Yesterday we were getting two inches of snow every hour…in the end it was announced on the new that this winter will be the 10th heaviest snowfall in Erie history….I can attest to this since I spent 20 some good minutes pushing fellow apartment residents out of our snow congested parking lot (I reek of car exhaust at the moment)….update I just heard we are at the 7th place spot for most snow during a winter season in Erie…perfect.


Updates, updates, updates…first, my meeting with one of our State Reps. went very well.  We all presented out respective pieces on DOMA, DADT, ENDA, and anti-hate laws.  I ended up sitting between our congress woman and one of her staff members….it made me nervous.  It was such a great meeting and great day because I ended up going out to lunch with a couple older gay men (and Steve) who gave us a nice history regarding gay right in Erie and PA.   Then we ended up going back to the office of the Congress woman to see the opening of her office (I’m not sure this sentence makes sense).  I ended up running into a friend (who is a political activist) and eventually had to tell her I was gay and that’s why I was at the office opening and had the meeting earlier that day.  Then she introduced me to one of her friends.  I’m not sure if he’s gay or not but he was uber cute.  Black hair, dark eyes…he had a very Italian complexion, little bit of facial hair skinny….needless to say I was smitten.  I hope I run into him again.  Then the week got better from there.


I went out and visited some bars and just got to hang around Erie, it has been so hectic that it was nice to just cool my jets for the weekend.  We had game night; I managed to see some people that were visiting from out of town all in all just a lovely weekend.  But I think the best part was Monday night.


Ever since I’ve stopped seeing my older gentlemen friend John (I had to stop myself) I’ve been feeling a little off my game recently….in a bit of a funk if you will.  So a couple of us went to the gay bar on Monday and it was fun.  There was your typical drag show going on but what was untypical was the fact the bar was packed with a ton of people…some of them very good looking.  So me and a friend go back to a bar (Monday’s are coincidentally college ID…what like you’ve never been to one) and we were getting drinks.  Just down the bar from me is this cute tall dark haired boy.  He looked to be about 22-23 (he had to be over 21 because he was buying booze) and I don’t know what came over me…I ended up telling the bar tender to put his drink on my tab.  As I signed off on my tab I heard the guy say something about paying and being surprised….he walks over and goes to thank my friend Missy…who then says don’t thank me thank him in fact give him your phone number and name.  That’s when I got bashful, he shakes my hand and we exchange quick pleasantries and it was over.  He was gone and I was on my way to the dance floor.  So we dance and there it’s about 2 am and as I am turning around on the dance floor low and behold they guy is standing right behind me…he leans forward and whispers in my ear that his name is Henry and that no one has ever bought him a drink before.   He then gives me a peck on cheek and tells me he is leaving with his friends and that he would be there next weekend.  I stammer out something and the next thing I know he is moving towards the exit.  I was pretty pleased with the whole thing and now I know what I am doing Monday night.  I will defiantly let you guys know how things pan out.  Also, when he was whispering into my ear I detected a hint of a British accent….sexy.  But it didn’t stop there.


On Tuesday night, after trivia I ended up making friends from an opposing team who has the cutest curly haired guy on the team.  At the end of trivia they have a free round where you can answer individually and win prizes.  The first question I manage to get right and win a hat…as it turns out curly haired guy had his hand up to and I stole the question from him…I ended up giving him the hat instead (one because I look awful in hats and two so I could talk to him)….his name is Paul and he looked good in the hat.


Now the far part of the past week!  I took a page out of my friend Romi’s play book and her site Year of the Chick and signed up for a dating service.  Like I’ve said I want to keep putting myself out there well I really did it this time.  So I open my account (it was free) and I come up with a witty and honest profile of myself.  Well I had a few surprises in my account all ready…I usually set my profile to a 50 mile radius…I don’t want to date some one way far away…I get a message one day later from a man from Virginia stating he was in Erie for a few day and he thought we should meet…the subject line of said email….hey sexy.  Now don’t get me wrong I don’t mind having my ego stroked a little (or other things) but this was ridiculously forward and frankly I’m not looking for one night stands.  To top it off not only was his profile a mess (and a grammatical nightmare) and didn’t say anything about him other than his graduate study work (which I don’t believe he’s doing)he listed himself as being straight.  Ugh…please I don’t care if you are in the closet but if you think you are going to open a dating account, list  yourself as being straight, go to another town for gay sex, and then expect me to drop to my knees when you have that gay inclination you’ve got the wrong idea.  My friend Lucy, who is also on the dating site, was telling me how she judges people’s profiles and won’t message them based on their grammar abilities she will be pleased to hear I now know what she is talking about after this Virginia Casanova’s profile.  I did message someone but they didn’t message me back, which makes me sad but it is understandable.  I did have one more fun experience.  I had a young man going to college in Ohio message me.  We were using the systems IM system and it was a decent chat.  He lived  over a hundred miles away which was the first problem and the second after checking out his profile I could tell I wasn’t interested in him.  But, that wouldn’t stop me from making a new friend; I’m all about new friends.  So he compliments me and tells me I’m cute (ego boost) and I tell him he’s cute.  At this point in time I try to disarm the situation because I can see that he is going to want to meet and I tell him he will make someone at his college really happy….I was trying to throw him off…then he messages me “u know u want me”  proceeded quickly by, “lol,”  “j/k.”  Way to forward….also along the IMing (I was doing this during my lunch hour) he messages me that he wants meat.  He was also willing to give me his cell phone number so we could text each other.  Needless to say this is going to be a big problem…a small price to pay to have my ego stroked.


All in all it has been a pretty decent week. I have some more political activism meetings coming up so I’m pretty pumped and Monday night is going to be a blast I’m really excited to see if Price Charming (yes of course I’d give him that name because he is potentially British) shows up at the gay bar.  Well that’s about it.  I hope things are going well with all of you as well!

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With all this Inauguration banter and excitement I almost forgot to blog about the most important holiday or event ever;  no not the Inauguration, Christmas pales in comparison, Easter doesn’t even register on the scale compared to this holiday/event………GROUNDHOG’S DAY!  Yes, Punxsutawney Pennsylvania is home to the most revered of events in PA (beside’s Harrisburg’s claim to the Farm Show which is glorious as well).   Our time honored tradition of yanking a perfectly content, hibernating, semi-wild animal from his home holding it up (much like Simba in the “Lion King”) and declaring our next six weeks of weather patterns based on whether or not he sees his shadow takes place for the 122nd time on it’s usual cold, blustery 2nd day of February.   And yes your blogger here has made the pilgrimage to the most holy of holy places on Groundhog’s Day….Gobblers Knob….the living quarters of Punxsutawney Phil (of course we named him). 


The day was February 1st 2002 at about 9:30 p.m.  Picture a 19 year old Sammy still fresh and vibrant during his 1st year of college out at a party with all his close, drunk Anthropology buddies.  The booze are flowing freely, James Bond is being played loudly, and it’s the scene of pure merriment.  It would around this time that a fellow Anthropologist approached my drunken roommate and declared that we were going to Groundhogs day and that we would be leaving at midnight so everyone had to stop drinking (Sammy was a Sober Sally and didn’t drink until his 21st).  Everyone needed to sober up.  Midnight rolled around and to my growing excitement 5 of us left on our adventure.  At the precious hour of 3 a.m. did we arrive at a church that would shuttle us into town, mind you into town not to Gobbler’s Know…a fact we over looked. 

Once in town we were greeted with a 3 mile hike to the Knob.  It is bitterly cold and about a mile into the walk I begin to resent the decision my drunken friends had talked me into so many warm hours ago.  In my mind I had pictured the road leading us to a clearing in the woods.  The event would be a tree covered bonanza…wrong we walked three miles in a barren field, and Gobbler’s Knob was a small dense patch of woods 3 miles in. Did I mention the buses passing us by filled with revelers (drunk as well).  We finally get there and we wait, wait, and wait some more…it would be something like 2 and a half, 3 hours we waited.  My patience was beginning to wear thin and the cold was beginning to seep in….I feared for my toes and the potential of a frostbitten plight. 



Then around 6ish the inner circle came and applauded us for coming.  Declaring us the largest crowd every seen at the Knob!  Moments later, with rays of the sun just beginning to peak over the landscape, the stumps doors were opened and in a flash our Marmot messiah was out (looking just as stunned cold as I was) and the inner circle was speaking to him then he was hoisted above and the declaration was given…6 more dreadful weeks of hellacious winter would be upon us. 




Then in a brown, Marmot, blur our winter predicting god was back in his hole reacquainting himself with the warmth I wouldn’t see for another hour and half.   Thus began the exodus back over a barren field of snow to the bus that was suppose to take us back to the church where our car was….no such luck by the time we got into town the bus was gone and we were stuck.  I hate to admit it but for the first time in my life I hitchhiked.  Not the safest of past times but times were desperate, plus I had 4 other people with me and a mini van picked us up….I don’t know many killers that shuttle their children back and forth in a minivan.  By the time we got back to the car our toes were finally beginning to thaw and we were semi-prepared for the drive to a friend’s house to crash.  Needless to say it was of the craziest, most fun, coldest, adventures I had in college…..until I crashed a Bosnian New Years Eve Party on campus with my roommates but that’s an entirely different story.







P.S. If you are the owner of these pics and want me to take them down send me a kind email and will be more than happy to oblige….just don’t sue me.  I got no monies! 😉

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Alright so I in the midst of watching streaming video on cnn.com regarding the inauguration.  First, the streaming video was awesome!  I’ve been watching since 10 a.m. and have had only minor problems.  Secondly, we will have a chit chat later about Obama’s inaugural address and also the mishandeling of Gene Robinson’s (the first openly gay bishope) speech with HBO, thirdly we will dish on Michelle Obama’s inaugural gown (obviousily!), but finally lets take a moment and ask….

WTF was Aretha Franklin wearing on her head when she sang at the inauguration?!?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!  Who woke up and decided that that hat was a good idea?  Just look at the video below…..


That bow is HUGE

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So on Friday my friend and fellow blogger over at Swimming In My Head awarded me my first Blog Award.  Needless to say I was quite excited by it and I appreciated it very much!!!  I would highly recommend stopping over and checking out his blog; it’s great and I think you will enjoy it as well!  Thanks again for the award.  But, along with great rewards comes great responsibilities. 


There are several things I have to take care of in terms of fulfilling my duties as the Next Miss America ahem, I Love Your Blog Recipient.  Below are the stipulations:


1.        List 6 things that inspire your creativity

2.       Pass the award on to 7 more “kreativ” bloggers

3.       Link back to the person that gave you the award

4.       Link to the people you are passing it on to and leave them a comment to let them know


Alright number 1.  The six things that inspire my creativity would include the following in no particular order:


1)       Social injustice against the gays.  We deserve rights just like everyone else and I am going to light the blogging world on fire with reasons why we deserve them while pointing out hypocrites along the way…yeehaw!

2)      My fun adventures with my friends.  I love my friends and the shenanigans we get into and I want to share my stories to anyone who will listen…or read!

3)      I’ve always wanted to keep a journal but didn’t have to drive to keep up with this.  Blogging seemed to be a little easier for me and it allowed me to connect with people across the world!  It has also allowed me to track where my life is going and what I have done in the past year which was one of the reasons I started my blog.

4)      Culture, society, and gossip.  Why not they make wonderful bedfellows for bloggers to discuss and it provides an interesting social commentary of our time.  Plus I do like the occasional gossip.

5)      Being gay.  My creativity is in some way driven by my desire to continue to explore who I am in terms of a gay man in his mid-twenties.

6)      Other bloggers.  I love reading other blogs.  It has allowed me to talk with people who do and don’t share my views in life and it’s always refreshing to see read other’s opinions…even if they differ.  It allows me to continue to review my views and feelings while exposing me to other peoples view.


I am going to pass awards to the following people.


1)      culturepress I love this blog because she keeps her finger on the pulse of today’s politics and cultural happenings.  She really appeals to my love of reading the news and hearing what others have to say about it.

2)      romi She gets the award because of her creative way of blogging about life’s moments.   She always has a way to make me laugh with her sharp wit and blogging style.

3)      Ramblings of an Irish Fusilier He deserves the award because he was my first blogging buddy and his blog one of the first I read daily.  Not only does have a great blog but he allows me to catch up on stuff happening across the pond!

4)      Refracted This is an up and coming blogger that I enjoy reading.  I expect great things from his blog.

5)      Curly Wurly Gurly  I love this blog because of her look at every day events in life.  Well written and fun to read she gives a great perspective on day to day happenings.  She has a great wit and wonderful sense of humor. 

6)      Just A Dude Talking About Life Peppered with personal posts, opinion pieces, humor, dance videos, and the occasional semi-clad man, Just A Dude Talking About Life is a great blog to just read and enjoy.

7)      I’m Not Juno  I’m giving this blogger an award because she is uber new to the blogging world and I absolutely love her blog!  Gentlemen you better be ready to hold your own, she’s sassy, funny, and has a stunning resolve.  She’s wonderful in every way!


Here is your award!














So there are my blog awards that I am giving out!  I hope you all will check them out and see what they have to offer and I hope you find them just as enjoyable as I have over the past year.   Now I’m off to do comment and let them know of their awards!

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A True Leader


“Almost always, the creative, dedicated minority has made the world better.”

~Martin Luther King Jr


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So I just want to do a quick up date.  Last weekend I made out with a 19 year…3 times.  It might have been a mistake I don’t know if there were feelings involved which would make it worse.  But, it was fun at the time….which could be a good or bad thing.  We’ve texted a few times back and forth.  I think this is going to be a problem down the line:/  During out texts he has asked me to come over to his parent’s house to watch a movie.  It is a lovely offer but in my mind I see something like this happening.  Sammy heads over to Dan’s house to watch a movie.  One thing leads to the next and his Hispanic father walks in on his son making out with a boy (Dan is in college but commutes)…..ends with Sammy trying to out run Dan’s Father!!!! :/  We’ll see what happens.


I have recently been working on some lobbying efforts regarding Pennsylvania politics.  I am really excited about lobbying and being part of the political process (especially in terms of gay rights) but I have to admit I’m a little scared to.  Our group of 6 people is meeting with a politician to do our lobbying and we are going to have a specific item to speak on.  I am worried that I will flub the whole thing so I have been doing a ton of research lately.  The areas we are working on include DOMA, ENDA, Don’t Ask Don’t Tell, and Anti-Hate Laws.  I’m torn I want to work on the DOMA aspect of the lobbying but I find myself very versed in ENDA (Employment Non-Discrimination Act).  This Act is a lot like the 1964 Civil Rights Act specifically article 7 that wouldn’t allow employers discriminate against black employees.  We want something very similar and it was looking good but then our politicians freak out over the transgendered/transsexual language being included in the Act when then derailed the whole thing.  Now there are two acts out there one with and one with out language on transgendered/transsexuals.  It’s all very interesting.  So wish me luck I have a planning meeting on Tuesday and then my big meeting is on Friday!  I am pretty pumped.


Today I leave for Harrisburg with a couple friends to meet up with a married couple we know.  We are going to visit and then go to the Farm Show.  I don’t know what the farm show is but I suspect it is a glorified county fair (for those of you in the city a county fair is a giant fair in the summer that we rural folks live and die for J)  We are talking children raising pigs to win money and prizes, 4-H stands abound with goodies, and obviously there’s going to be tractor equipment, and a school bus demolition derby!  I know you are all salivating at the splendidness known as the county fair.  Did I mention all the local high school marching bands decorate the buses prior to their destruction?  Did I also mention I was in 4-H and the marching band….I don’t know why I just admitted that to you all.


Here are a couple 4-H links for your viewing pleasures:





Yes, my days in 4-H were spent growing plants (agricultural sciences), wood working (thanks Dad for all your help and by help I mean doing all the hard stuff), and baking (gay).  I did really like 4-H though it was a ton of fun as a kid and I can only hope the Farm Show is the same way!!!!  The only difference is that I think (HOPE) it’s indoors!  If you haven’t heard Erie is currently at -9 degrees today.  I bit chilly for me and any Farm Show.  The other thing that I’ve been told is that there is a 900 pound (yes! 900 Pound) butter sculpture.  Nothing gets me going than a giant block of butter that has been molded into something fabulous.  I am guessing the butter will be sculpted into the likeness of a farm staple the rooster!!!! I’M IN HEAVEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  I’ll be sure to take tons of pictures (especially of the butter) and post to let you see them.  I will let you bloggers banter about what the butter sculpture may be.  But for now here is a picture of last years butter sculpture and the link to the Harrisburg Farm Show!






(and despite the picture, being from a rural town myself I’ve never had a cow by my school bus or even taken a cow to my bus….I have almost hit a cow driving to  my Grandparents once….I don ‘t think that counts as being hickish?!?!?)



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So I’ve been mulling over my feelings this past week regarding gay issues.  I’ve been reading up on gay marriages, civil unions, anti-hate laws, and most recently the Don’t Ask Don’t Tell policy.  The policy was enacted by Bill Clinton in 1993.  I find it a tough pill to swallow.  I’ve always been proud of my country.  I admire the fact that men and women are willing to put their lives out on the line for a place that they believe to be good.  What makes this policy so unacceptable (other than Clinton saying he would work to allow gay to be out and open in the military) is that it is basically our top governmental officials saying they aren’t accepting of us.  And by us I mean gay men and women who also dedicate their lives to honoring our country in times of need and war.  The other despicable aspect of this policy is that it forced men and women to be closeted.  Being in the closet is, in my opinion, a personal choice.  It’s a personal choice that shouldn’t be forced into policy by the government. 


As I was looking over the Don’t Ask Don’t Tell (DADT) policy I found some fun and exiting verbage that seem appropriate to visit.


“Sexual orientation will not be a bar to service unless manifested by homosexual conduct. The military will discharge members who engage in homosexual conduct, which is defined as a homosexual act, a statement that the member is homosexual or bisexual, or a marriage or attempted marriage to someone of the same gender.”



quoted in “The Pentagon’s New Policy Guidelines on Homosexuals in the Military”, The New York Times (July 20, 1993), p.A14.



I don’t know if straight people realize the tight line gay men and women have to walk in regards to this statement.  We gays are not allowed to even breathe a word of our sexuality otherwise they are discharged.  Now far be it from me to judge, but I have to theorize there are plenty of men in the military that have no problem at all talking about their wives, their girlfriend/lovers etc. and what they do to them on a daily basis or what they are going to do to them when they get home from active duty.  A little one sided wouldn’t you say.  If straight military men and women can’t listen to gay men and women talk about our sexual conquests then why should we have to listen to theirs?  Of course our government could never think of limiting straights discussing their sexual rendezvous that would be a freedom of speech issue…right?  Basically our freedom to be who we are is limited because we “freak” out military personnel.  Speaking of which lets read the reasons given to why DADT needed to be enacted.




“…would create an unacceptable risk to the high standards of morale, good order and discipline, and unit cohesion that are the essence of military capability.”




Jesus christ, I never realized my homosexuality could bring down an entire military unit.  That’s a lot of power my sexuality yields!  You know what I have to say about that….your in the fucking military.  Grow a set and give the homophobia a rest.  I believe you probably have bigger fish to worry about, say the enemy shooting at you, instead of my homosexuality.  Really if you can make it though boot camp you would think these people would have some semblance to get over their fear of the gays.  Aaaahhh yes my being gay destroys the high morale of group of people who shoots other people…perfect logic.  In fact I would like to take a moment to discuss the military not being able to tolerate homosexuality.  If military people can’t tolerate something like my being gay how can they tolerate an entirely different culture and way of life.  I mean if the military needs a policy to keep me from talking about sleeping with men because it makes them uncomfortable how will they ever adjust to the lives and cultures in Iraq, Afghanistan, or other places in the world that will take soldiers out of their comfort zone.  I’m just asking!

Recently we’ve had another winner who has been talking about the gays demoralizing the troops.  In a recent Washington Times Article, by Stephen Dinan, Elaine Donnelly, president of the Center for Military Readiness, has been quoted as saying “It’s a matter of judgment, and I think that would be very poor judgment on the part of the commander in chief,…It would be very demoralizing to the troops.” 

Elaine Donnelly

Donnelly is speaking about the recent rumors that William White, the chief operating officer of the Intrepid Museum Foundation, might be selected for the position of the Secretary of the Navy.  Oh one last thing he’s gay and out!!!! 

William White


Heaven forbid we ever put a good, gay role model into a position of leadership to exemplify what it can be like with gays in the military.  That would demoralize the troops…?  It’s unfortunate people like Elaine Donnelly like to use their voices to perpetuate a negative view of gay men and women.  But, there is silver lining to Donnelly’s cloud of hate, the Secretary of the Navy is a civilian position meaning William White is eligible for the position even though he is out in the public eye.  You see, DADT cannot be applied to people civilians (I guess it’s that whole taking away the freedom of speech from them and making forcing them to remain in the closet that keeps it from being applied to all of us).  Because of his civilian status William White is safe to be gay and be elected to this position if Obama taps him for it…which I hope he does.  We will see.


Below is the Stephen Dinan article from the Washington Times and a second article regarding DADT.









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