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I don't know if this gorgeous boy is wearing a cup or not....I think I'll have to re-examine the video over and over and over....
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Take it from me, overdying your suit will do that.
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Speaking of hot jock boys, I added a link to the movie trailer to Peaceful Warrior on its post from a couple days back, and you can check it out here, too.
So I got pulled over last night on my way home from work. 11:50pm. 1.5 miles from my house. No idea why...maybe it's because my tailgate's down. He comes to the window and says, "I pulled you over. 'cause your registration's been out since February." I assumed he meant expired.
..."what?? are you serious?" I look up and I get my first glipse of the cop and he is hot!
"How much have you had to drink tonight, sir?"
"Uhh, well, none, I mean, I had one at dinner like 6 hours ago." (I studder when I talk to hot guys for the first time.)
"Step out of the car please, sir."
Ah, here goes five minutes of my life I won't get back, I think as I step out and follow him to a nice camera angle for him at my flopped-down tailgate. Soon another cop arrives (don't they always?), he throws on his lights as well, so it floods the little cul-de-sac with a dizzying circus of blue and white lights. I'm completely exhausted from a long day of boring meetings at work and just want to crawl into bed, but I figure I'd better tune up my cognitive skills the next few minutes so he can do his little roadside sobriety test...then the thought occurs to me: This is my first ever, lol. I felt honored almost, plus I had it beat for sure.
"How come you changed your story and didn't just tell me upfront that you had been drinking?"
"Uh, because it was one drink six hours ago." It did come out a little more "uh, duh!" than I intended, but I had just gotten through saying those same exact words. Too bad, he was kinda hot, too.
He had me stand facing him, blue strobe lights directly in my eyes, of course, and he says, "Now follow my pen, but don't move your head; just move your eyes." Center to right. Right to Left. Left to Right. Right to Center. Oh! Back to right again! Right to Left. Left to-- oh! he switched again. I almost felt like giggling and drooling on myself like an infant entertained by dangling keys, but instead it bored me. I realized my ever-expressive face had scrunched its mouth to convey that I was bored to tears with this experiment as it was just a big waste of my time. Just then he turned to the other cop and said, "He's good. I'm just going to write him up for the registration."
Five whole minutes later he has returned with my $150 fine for something the DMV had never notified me and I went on my way.
The other night I went into Blockbuster and rented a few movies. One was An Inconvenient Truth, which literally put me to sleep last night. I was exhausted anyway, but it didn't help. Yea, I agree with him mostly, but clearly his information is biased. Don't get me started on global warming; that's another blog for another time...(I think I might have before.) Two things I did bring away from this movie were that Al Gore is inconsolably bitter about Florida and the election and that he totes around that little Mac like it's his purse puppy!
On to more important matters!
I also giddily snatched up Peaceful Warrior, based on the best-selling novel Way of the Peaceul Warrior by Dan Millman. See the movie trailer on YouTube here.
*Flashback to college* I was taking a religion course and was heavily weighted down with other classes and simply didn't have the time to devote to read and study all the things she was requesting, so I met with the professor lady one day close to the withdrawal deadline. I explained my situation, and she suggested I take a summer class in philosophy instead. In fact the philosophy professor was available at the moment, so I walked down the hall of the little tudor-style converted chapel to meet with her. Me and this young woman just chatted it up for a while about the class, and her class sounded way more interesting and thought-provoking than just memorizing the doctrines of the world's religions. She gave me the book list for the class, and I read this novel well in advance of the class at my own slow, absorbant pace. It really was a joy to read. It maked me stop and think even if I didn't really believe some of the ideas presented. It's only 200 pages, but it's not something you want to just skim through quickly; if you really want to understand its message use a highlighter and burn those important phrases into your memory. My philosophy class that summer was a breeze and I really enjoyed the material and the class discussions. The book and its themes were fresh in my mind, and that allowed me to ponder on it more than rush through just trying to read it.
Of course with any movie adapted from a novel there will be quibbling over the differences between the two....I just have one. =) There was a scene that was edited down a bit, and understandably so with the dialog that was somewhat unnatural when compared to the two characters' normal dialog. However, there was a crucial line that was deleted that Socrates said during that conversation that remains a part of my MO ever since reading it (and before though it was just not expressed in writing or speech before); it was one of those lines that behooved me to chew on it a bit. It simply said, "Be unreasonably happy." It reminded me that happiness is not obtained after accomplishing some goal but it can exist at any time. It's not an end result that brings about hapiness, it's taking joy in the journey. This idea was expressed in the film but the quote was removed, even when it may have been thrown into the hiking scene.
Of all the many things I enjoyed about the movie, I loved that it was true to the novel, it did incorporate many exact quotes from the book, and also the director took his own liberties in creating the scene behind some of the dialog from the book. But the one thing I didn't expect and was SO happy to learn was that the main character is Eurotrip's hottie Scott Mechlowicz, all buffed up for his role as a gymnast...standing in the shower naked in one scene! *vidcaps* So even if you end up dismissing all the philosophical themes in the movie, at least check him out! Here he is about to ride my pony the horse!
It's long overdue, and I feel like a cheap copycat when I so badly want to post something from their show, so I resist the temptation. What the hell am I talking about?
The Feast of Fools!!
Of course! They're the most downloaded gay podcast on iTunes and they just won a People's Choice Podcast Award for Best GLBT Podcast. In a few short days they'll be on their way to Ontario, Cali. to accept their award for Best GLBT Podcast and then to sunny San Francisco to accept the People's Choice Podcast Award. This will be their first ever even though they've won the title of best GLBT Podcast two years in a row already. The Best GLBT Podcast award has been announced, but the winner of the People's Choice Podcast award will be announced in person in the City by the Bay
There are so many great reasons why I love listening to the podcast: its variety, its flare (its sassifraction) and the intrepid way it gets right to the gut of the tough issues. It's no wonder Whoppi stole that line from the show to use as her own. This podcast is not only a look at poignant news in this country and around the world but also a fountain of useless information.
If you still don't have any idea what I'm talking about, go to their website or better yet, just go to iTunes and listen to one of their podcasts. I, too, have listened to other podcasts and come running back to this one (I couldn't stand the other guys after hearing FOF) and I listen to them on my drive to and from work. Look 'em up, people!
Yup, for the first time in my life I actually solved the Rubik's cube without removing the stickers or taking it all apart. =) Actually it was kinda cool just to take it all apart and put it back together again.
Eight years I've had this same Rubik's cube, often sitting on my computer desk in my room wherever that may be. When I first got it I was in college, studying Java, so I wrote a Java program to solve it with its own Rubiks class, methods and properties. I put each state into a 12-tree for each possible move and wrote a recursive algorithm to do the solving...but I soon realized a huge oversight in the program design when my RAM filled up within 3 seconds, requiring a complete rewrite of the data storage mechanism, perhaps to a file or database. But instead I gave up on the program and didn't much fiddle with the cube itself.
Years later, a whimsical search on YouTube for the words "How to" led me to a solution. (YouTube has a great Do-It-Yourself section, by the way.) Just a few hours of trial and error later, I solved it! Yay!
Part 1 YouTube Link
Part 2 YouTube Link
Now that that mental obstacle is conquered, I'm bored with it.
NEXT!!
I saw this commercial while watching "Tim Gunn's Guide to Style" on Bravo today, and it made me laugh so hard.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NgxOhG2nDOA
They say eHarmony has rejected over 5 million people so far for whatever reason, and yea, I was one of those that took their little online questionaire only to find out 500 questions later that they wouldn't let me sign up because I'm gay. I'm apparently I'm just one in millions possibly.
And then as if that wasn't enough, they dared to tell me what kind of woman I would be matched up with! I forget all the boring characteristics, but one big thing was missing -- a penis! =)
News from the European Space Agency!
The Artic's Northwest Passage is now open for business! All that pesky sea ice has final melted enough for whole ships to pass through the narrow corrider of Canada's Northern Territories, finally connecting East Asia to Europe, thereby bypassing much of the need to traffic the Panama Canal. Countries are already staking their claim to the new shipping lanes that have opened open.
Let's just hope the world's shipping harbors aren't completely under water by 2040 when the whole of the Artice ice cap melts.
What in the hell am I talking about? What's so special about being in bum-fuck Tennessee at 1:24pm on August 21, 2017? Well, if you're about 15 miles northwest of town on route 91, you'll see...
It'll be first time in my lifetime that you'll be able to see one of these in the lower 48 states, but as a fantastic circumstance, it's happening again in nearby Paducah just 7 years later.
What is it, you ask?
A TOTAL SOLAR ECLIPSE!!!
and you bet your ass I'll be there. =)
I spotted something interesting browsing around YouTube today. The idea behind this is that the Earth's techtonic plates are not moving apart so much as the Earth beneath them is expanding like a balloon. It's similar to the universe expansion theory and its classic model of ants (stars) on a balloon (universe). The ants aren't moving apart from each other, the ballon itself is expanding beneath them and the stars appear to be moving apart. This video defines the core of the idea:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VjgidAICoQI
The creater of these videos, Neal Adams, then applies these the same principles to the Moon and Mars and Ganymede.
It's certainly a curious idea, but I'm not convinced. Sure, it appears that the continents fit together and all as I'm sure you'd have agreed beforehand, but the model he uses is not exactly representative of the scientific concensus of Pangea. The problem with this theory, like any good theory, is that it opens up more questions than it answers...like where did all the salt water come from that now comprises the world's oceans? He offers no explanation or this OR more importantly, HOW is the Earth expanding? and the Moon, Mars, and other planets and moons? Are the stars? I'm not dismissing or agreeing with this one just yet, not until I hear from those reallly hardcore, socially inept geologists. Until they can come together and really provide some evidence for or against this theory, it's going to remain to me like one of those Leonard Nimoy episodes of "In Search Of" that just leaves you completely puzzled at the end...
Thanks Steve for your coming out story. I suppose ours share a common "discovery" theme, but in addition your step-mom got to read about all the sordid details whereas mine was just a statement of the fact. I have that to be thankful for at least. I've heard of some really embarassing coming out stories like the boy that waited for this parents to leave home so he could watch a gay porn in his parents VCR in their room...he would've gotten away with it if only he hadn't been discovered asleep on their bed, cum-covered, porn still playing... Yeah.
Two really dumb-founding things said between us just struck me. I asked my dad in that car ride home if him or mom had ever suspected, and he said no though they had suspected about Robert, my oldest brother...LOL! I couldn't believe my ears! There's no way they could have thought he was gay....ok, well that was that time when he was 18 he dressed up like a girl for Halloween, but that was Halloween! You can't hold that against him! And the second thing was something they asked me, "Why didn't you tell us sooner?" Shit! I ask myself the same thing all the time...I guess it's because they're so fucking religious, but mostly because...well, they're my parents! And you don't just talk to your parents about sexual stuff. That's between me and the guy I'm with...or the girl that's barking up the wrong tree, lol.
So I guess it's "What Now?" time, time for me to just be me without divulging any sordid details. Hopefully by me just being me, they will see that, firstly, I'm still me. Secondly, maybe they will begin to see that it's not all about sex or religion. Dare I say, it's about being open-minded, thinking for yourself, coming to your own educated opinion and cultivating your own ideas and creatively expressing yourself without regard to tradition or social expectations. Maybe that's what makes us "queer." That's how I feel about it. And to answer mom's question, IF I could choose, I wouldn't have it any other way.
I know some of you have been anxiously awaiting the news, and I'm terribly sorry for not having blogged a damn thing about it in far too long; I just haven't had the energy. It's been an emotionally exhausting couple of weeks, and what little time I haven't been working, I haven't exactly felt like thinking about it or talking about it with everyone.
When I came back from Florida on the 23rd of August, I was still a little stressed from the traveling. It's not that I'm afraid of flying; I'm bored with it actually, but it can be stressful. Mostly, it's because you get shitty airport food or peanuts, and your biological need for contrant hydration is reduced to an in-flight beverage cart. I was starving and thrirsty and had to pee most of the return trip. I'd much rather just sit behind the wheel and drive, but that takes all day long. But enough bitching. So I landed and thought, now I can finally relax for a little while before I go to work tomorrow. I called up my dad to come pick me up at the terminal, got my bags and met him outside.
We started driving home, and we're talking. He asks how the trip was, blah blah blah, and then he tells me mom got her new computer in the mail. She got it all set up (dad did it I'm sure) and they got her on the Internet. She went on MySpace and found my page....I knew what this meant instantly....
For those who haven't seen it, go to my MySpace page now and see for yourself. It's nothing spectacular, just a geeky background, a couple comments, a few videos...but there's three little letters on there that made all the difference: Gay.
So that's how my parents discovered that I'm gay. They read about it on MySpace, not something I'm particularly proud of as I would have rather told them myself in person, but life comes at ya fast, right? Anyway, there's no going back now. Actually, a friend later asked me if I told them it was a joke or something like it wasn't true, lol. That would have been worse.
Ok, so back in the awkward drive home...I gathered that they learned this news earlier that day or the day before possibly but no sooner. The first thing dad asked me after he beat around the bush as to what he was referring to, as if saying the word "gay" was profane, was "Is it true?" And I told him it was, and so ensued the awkward conversation with my dad. Eventually he told me that he loved me and that whatever happened I was still his son and neither of those things would change. So, yay for dad. =)
Mom, on the other hand was "very upset" according to dad. We didn't know if she was going to be awake when we arrived home from the airport. She wasn't; she had gone to bed. I worked the next five days in a row, and my 10-hour shifts and 1-hour, one-way drives to and from work don't allow much time at home during the workweek, so the chances of me seeing her for the next 5 days were slim. But I saw her the next morning on my way out the door as she was coming in from watering the flowers outside. She looked sad, upset, maybe disappointed. She said when I had a day off we needed to talk. I went and sat in my truck and she soon appeared by my door. She gave me a big hug and told me she loved me and walked back inside the house.
I was on autopilot for the next five days at work, my mind always drifting to the situation at home and what I was going to say to mom when I got a chance to see her. I couldn't decide whether all that time she had to absorb the news was good for her or if it just let her mind wander. Finally the first day I had off, the three of us talked at dinner.
Now, I don't want to bore you with the details or expose the intimate, embarssing details of my personal life on the internet for the world to read, but I just wanted to share the news with Greg and Steve, lol...and with the blog of the news. Things are going to be different from here on out. I just hope that time will be on my side with them so that they can see there's nothing different about me, that I've always been gay and they just haven't noticed, and that it's not a choice. The latter will probably be the hardest as their religious beliefs have beaten into them that everyone is straight but gay by choice or something, I don't know. Reason and religion are like oil and water; they don't mix. We'll just have to take it day by day, I suppose.
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