Category: hmmmm?

Q&A

I thought I’d answer a list of recent questions. [1]Ok, most are recent, some are old and I just haven’t gotten around too yet.

1) Are all your "stories" about your playtime true? Absolutely.  I’m not a slut just sexually very generous. [2]This is probably the #1 question I get asked

2) Now that the MH founder has resigned, will you go back?  Nope.  He still has controlling interest so nothing has really changed in my opinion. 

3) Why can’t I read your hidden stuff? Probably, because you didn’t reply to my email request.  Or, my email might have gotten swallowed by your junk filter. [3]Especially, if you are on aol, hotmail, msn, yahoo..their filters suck big green donkey dicks.

4) Why are you such a dick? Because I can be.  Any questions? lol  (This guy was mad at me over my comments about MH on joe.my.god’s blog.)

5) Where do you find all your plugins?  No single place.  Sometimes I google’em.  However, I often go here first. 

6) Have you ever regretted being gay?  There was a time when I first came out and was still very confused.  Since then? Nope.  Being gay has helped to make me that man I am.  I wouldn’t change that for all the Gold in M. Phelps’ pockets. 

7) Were you in the local paper recently?  Yes but the article was about my work not me.  They just happened to use a stock photo of me.  It also had my full name so I didn’t link it here.  (I’m pretty not stupid. lol)

8) What is twitter? A micro-blogging service.  Look at it as a blog meets random spur of the moment updates.  It is highly addictive if you aren’t careful.

That is all I can think of at the moment. 

Oh and if you use any sort of filtering software for your blog, add 63.243.145.133 to the banned list.  This is the #1 IP I get junk from. 

Time to head off for work. 

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↑1 Ok, most are recent, some are old and I just haven’t gotten around too yet.
↑2 This is probably the #1 question I get asked
↑3 Especially, if you are on aol, hotmail, msn, yahoo..their filters suck big green donkey dicks.

Kudos

I thought I’d take a break from the random hate mail I get and post a nice one.  I’ve taken the author’s info out for privacy.

Periodically I peruse through BIGMUSCLE (I’m not on there anymore) to see if I can find out a little more about the guys here in SF. I’m from NY and here via Southern California. I still live and work between here and San Diego. Since moving to California I have always felt out of my element. I often question myself and wonder if I am becoming jaded or if I’m just completely out of touch.Deep down I know that although many of my thoughts about the gay "community" are not the popular consensus…I’m really right on the mark.

  This morning I read "Points to Ponder" on your profile page and your three statements put to words much of what I think in my head and cannot summarize so eloquently. I smiled and was validated. Thank you for that. Everything you say in your profile is a perfect example of what being a "man" is all about.Its quite contrary to what so many gay men think a man is-The muscles,the hair,the clothes…the "group" that they belong to.Its seems as though you have taken responsibility for yourself and have taken the steps to be aware.If more men here had your attitude I would probably be more tempted to stay.Just wanted to thank you for making my day a little more interesting. I wish you all the best….I suspect you deserve only that.

I’ve already replied to the author w/my thanks.  The irony was his email was exactly what I needed as well.  You see, I sometimes wonder if it is just easier to be dysfunctional.  That way I wouldn’t feel so isolated at times.  I often refer to my belief that a lot of gay men [1]or folks in general fall into destructive habits out of an acute need to belong.  We all have an innate need to feel connected or to belong.  Whether we consciously recognize the desire isn’t so important for the topic of this post.  I think it is stronger or more pronounced for gay men because of the stigma of growing up gay and 2nd class citizens.  I know in my own case it has been a crippling force in my life that I still battle with.  Anyway, I needed a little confirmation that I wasn’t alone in my desire to rise above.  Just a simple little email is all it took.   

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↑1 or folks in general

Anticipation

So, I’m probably one of about 10 fags not going to IML this weekend.  I had originally planned to go but decided against it.  I’ve been plenty of times and frankly, I can have sex here every weekend for free. [1]Usually that is, if you are logged in here,  you’ll understand what I mean by the previous post.

I have a 4-day weekend and very little planned.  My own fault really but I can’t be bothered to care.  I seem to care less and less about gay high holy days as I get older.  I don’t know if that is maturity or bitterness.  hehehe  I did make an effort to fill the void though.  Saturday, I’m meeting roblog for lunch.  I haven’t chatted w/him in ages and there is much to discuss. 

I’m also supposed to meet a very handsome guy I met on bigmuscle on Sunday.  Physically, he is everything I like and then some.  Mentally, so far so good.  However, I have learned not to build up expectations.  The worst thing one human can do to another is not live up to their expectations.  I’m just excited to meet someone new.  If he turns into a friend, great.  If he turns into more, even better! [2]The fucker is hot!  If not, well scratch another one.

The weather has been great so I’m also planning a bike ride on Sunday or Monday.  I’m sure I’ll also take in the Indiana Jones flick at some point.   

I’m off to work.  I have a short week so it is my Friday.  I’m excited but over this day already. 

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↑1 Usually that is, if you are logged in here,  you’ll understand what I mean by the previous post.
↑2 The fucker is hot!

Snip, Snip

If you are on my bloglist and you haven’t updated your blog in over a month, you got cut today.  You know how to reach me if you come back from the dark side. 

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Did anyone else notice that the captcha’s for blogger were hella hard to read this past week?  They seemed to have fixed the issue but it has made commenting a challenge.  The goal is to prevent sp@mmers, not everyone.  Me thinks someone got canned.

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Adam from thisboyelroy and Brad were here apt. hunting here in SF this weekend.  They found a place pretty quickly and it sounds lovely.  We got a chance to hang out..  I must admit, I really have missed them.  We went to see Ironman.  I enjoyed it immensely.  I wasn’t too keen on Robert Downey Jr in the lead role but he did a superb job.  Some of the meaningful undertones of the movie were a tad rushed in my opinion.  However, the movie had good acting, good plot, good special effects.  It accomplished what I like to call plausible believability.

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I was mean to someone this weekend.  I regretted it immediately but I felt cornered.  I knew what he was doing with his passive aggressive comments.  I should have risen above it. [1]One of my best friends is a master at being passive aggressive so I should be immune by now.  I made an off-hand comment and he pounced on it trying to divine some hidden derogatory meaning.  I’m not a duplicitous person.  If I think something, I will tell you.  I don’t need to use sly tactics to get my point across.  However, I’m a big believer in two wrongs don’t make a right so I still feel bad for losing my temper.  

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Why are all the models in the Valtrex commercials so hot?  One would assume the genital herpes is only spread by hot straight men. 

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↑1 One of my best friends is a master at being passive aggressive so I should be immune by now.

Back in the Saddle

Nothing like a little dirty talk to stimulate the blog numbers. lol  And I can report after 3 nights in a row of shenanigans, Mr. Happy has insisted on a break. 

In other news, it is FRIDAY!  My work day hasn’t even started yet however, I’m glad the weekend is upon me. 

I also heard a dirty rumor about my buddy brettcajun.  I can neither confirm nor deny the accuracy of said rumor however, I heard my fellow cajun might have ‘been served’ during his last tennis competition.  I fully expect Brett to give me his unbiased response. *G* 

Perception

This guy on bigmuscle has been chatting me up for a while now.  I sorta blew him off because I knew I really wasn’t what he was looking for. That said, he was persistent so last week I finally relented.  I could tell as soon as he showed up he was a bit disappointed. [1]Not enough to leave mind you but still. heehee  Anyway, he grabs his ankles, we do the deed, and 2 hours later we are lounging on my sofa laughing and cutting up. 

He is getting ready to leave and he says it.  "You weren’t what I was expecting but I had a great time."  I already knew it and said as much.  He was more than a little embarrassed I already knew.  I said, "I told you already I didn’t really think I was your type."  He goes, "what do you mean?"  Never being one to mince words, I told him.  "You read my profile and imaged I was some hyper-masculine blue collar meathead you could swoon over." 

You could have heard a pin drop.  I could see the truth of it written all over his face.  I just kept laughing.  "Dude, I tried to tell you but you wouldn’t listen.  You had this image of me built up in your mind and nothing I said was going to change that."  I spent the next 10 minutes reassuring him it was ok. [2]I gave him "I’m an opportunist" speech.  He totally bought it.  After he relaxed again and stopped trying to convince me he really had a good time, we started talking about perception vs reality. [3]Oh sure, I could have used another example but where is the fun in that? 

He seemed genuinely interested so I gave him the full blunt treatment.  I talked about the differences in our profiles before I finally said, "you are basically so bossy on your profile you sound like a bitchy bottom."  To which he burst out laughing.  He said, "OMG! my friends tell me the same thing".  I said, "maybe you should listen" with a big smile.  We laughed some more before he went on his way. 

On a whim, I checked his profile again today.  To his credit, he has totally changed it.  He added some normal pics of what he really looks like and took out some of the "bitch". 

The moral of the story?  Never ask a Southerner for his honest opinion.  He will tell you. 

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↑1 Not enough to leave mind you but still. heehee
↑2 I gave him "I’m an opportunist" speech.  He totally bought it.
↑3 Oh sure, I could have used another example but where is the fun in that?

Random Catch Up

So I’m playing catch up on the blogroll. [1]Oy! So many people so little time  I like the overall image I get in my head after reading blogs from all over. 

Blogger A: I knocked over my tea laughing at a comparison to Obama supporters to OJ supporters.  I’m sure the commenter was in jest because no one could actually think such a thing.  Could they?  Political rants are all the rage right now.  It is amazing what some people will call facts. 

Blogger B:  was so sad I started crying.  Comments were disabled which isn’t a good sign.  The blogger is having a bad breakup.  Hang in there Mr.

Blogger C: recently moved to SF finally got a job! Kudos big guy.  I knew you’d do it.

Blogger D: worked out so much his pants fell off.  Just kidding. 

Blogger E:  didn’t have anything to say so he posted a "purdy" picture.

Blogger F: Did you know old gay porn stars do computer work?  Expensive at everything they do.  Tsk, tsk.

Blogger G: finally fixed his comments.  Thank the stars! 

Blogger H: cocktailed as usual.  Drink one (or two) for me.

Blogger I: realized he was in love.  Or at the very least, headed down the path.  *smooch*

Blogger J: got some really good news about a friends surgery.  YAY!

Blogger K: still hasn’t called me for lunch.

Blogger L: discovered how to get high legally. 

Blogger M: posted about the hilarity of sp@m messages and the idiots who still fall for them.

Blogger N: porn as usual.  Ah!

Blogger O: Is having some awful times w/pain management.  In my thoughts fella.

Blogger P: is laughing at "the Americans".  Careful what you wish for buddy. 

Blogger Q: political commentary as usual.  Blah blah blah.  *channeling CoCo Peru*  Move on Gurl!

Blogger R: Got a new puppy

Blogger S: Hasn’t blogged in ages and got the axe off my list today.  *sigh*  I miss you hussy.

Blogger T: in danger of meeting the same fate as Blogger S above.  Start yaking!

Blogger U: posted about his favorite movie of all time.

Blogger V: did some purging.  The good kind.  *g*

Blogger W: is feeling better and glad to be home. 

Blogger X: is going thru a painful breakup but surviving it ok.  Hurry up and move already.  I need a new city to visit.  j/k. 

Blogger Y: Porn as ususal.  You should meet Blogger N

Blogger Z: is speaking in total Geek.  Luckily, I speak it fluently as well. 

And that is just the first random 26 bitches.  See, I really am reading.  Oh yes! I got my eye on you.

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↑1 Oy! So many people so little time

Close Up

A movie about the life and death of Harvey Milk is being filmed in the Castro.  I keep forgetting and of course driving home I often drive right into the blockade.  I don’t mind so much as it is easy to go around however, it does get a bit annoying when you are trying to get from point A to point B and you can’t.

The other day, I inadvertently walked thru the set while they were filming.  I wonder if I’ll end up camera?  I should get some sort of compensation! lol  Speaking of, I got several emails from friends in the area about the casting for extras.  I’m shocked how much they don’t pay.  Fifty bucks for the whole day.  And if you’ve ever been an extra for a film, you know the mean the WHOLE day.  There was a time when I would have jumped at the chance to make $50 however, that day has come and gone thankfully. 

It is interesting to see how they prep and stage stuff.  All the awnings and old business signs gives one a sense of nostalgia.  Definitely before my time in the city but I like it.  I’m almost wishing they would leave the retro look.  The Castro is slowly losing it’s neighborhood feel.  Every year, it seems to be just another random ‘burb with no distinction to set it apart. 

I’m only half complaining.  Nothing ever stays the same.  Change is inevitable.  You either learn to change with the times or you find yourself left behind.  That said, I can still reminisce about the "good ole days".