
Margaret Cho doing a hilarious bit. “You know if’a you have a friend …and you likea you friend so much you don’t know what to do? ….. that’s kinda gay”
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Don’t be too hard on Tiger, all men stray if only in their minds. And most would stray physically, if given the opportunities which the rich and famous experience.
I was thinking about a situation in my life, it’s a circumstance that I have thought about for many years now. My thoughts and conclusions on the matter change often, seemingly with my mood. The following is something I was pondering the other day:
I was driving my elderly father to the VA clinic today. He was like a child going to the candy store, so excited. I suppose just because he was “out” and having some human contact. He has become more and more isolated, in these last years. Partly because of a severe hearing loss, that makes it nearly impossible to communicate with him. And partly because of his choice, he refuses invitation after invitation to go here or there, although perhaps this to has to do with the communication. Without communication people grow apart eventually, well, except in very unique situations.
I got a DM on twitter about this “blog” that made me get to thinking about what I was writing here. It IS becoming very personal but it is also kind of therapeutic for me, this way. I have always been, what I thought was “weird”, but that was only because I never shared with anyone what was inside or what I was going through and therefore thought I was the only one on earth with these thoughts and feelings.
I’m a gambler, And I’m a runner, But you knew that, When you laid down, I’m a picture of ugly stories, I’m a killer and, I’m a clown. Some lyrics from an old Alice Cooper song, Desperado.
This blogging thing and I guess, the social networking thing in general really bothers me. I am, in reality a intensely personal individual (see my personality profile thingy over in the side bar, for details haha) and trying to participate, in all of this, causes me a great deal of anxiety.? But I keep trying to have an online social life for some reason. What is my reward??
There I was, just parking my little phallic symbol of a sports car in the parking lot of my local Home Depot. When I hear a male voice shout out from an adjacent car, “hey dude that is a great car, wish you would give me a ride”. Looking toward the sound I saw a young man 20’s, I guess, with his very white teeth smiling wide, all decorated with colorful tattoos, dyed black hair,? one those little gloves without the fingers and sporting heavy eye liner. I say “thanks, maybe another time” and hurry into the store.?
I went to Las Vegas recently, I go every now and then, this time I decided to see some shows, actually two.

