Monday, May 08, 2006
Monday commentary
Another day, another dollar is how the saying goes. And somewhere in the world it is 5pm and people are sitting down to have their dinner and a beer or two. Please, have one for me?
This weekend went okay. I managed to get into Fayetteville earlier than the last time, so that allowed for some extra time with my boy. Part of that time, though, was spent drawing flames on Christina’s wall for her fiancé’s birthday present. He is a cop and fire fighter and she wanted to change the room above the garage into a game room with a fire theme to it…his fire trucks will be displayed on shelves around the room. She was extremely ecstatic with the results of the outlines…the painting was up to her. I don’t do that shit! And while placing my handiwork on the wall, Zach teased Daisy Bulldog with the laser pointer and let her get some exercise. She had already managed to pop the blue bouncy ball we had picked up for her a couple of weeks prior…she needed to get running around. So then Zach got accused of being a bulldog hurter because she was sore from running everywhere and exercising…I thought it was hilarious, actually. He is Christina’s little brother she never wanted. I think the relationship is cute.
Our friend NB showed up that evening and joined us for dinner at the Olive Garden. I so miss that place. I can’t wait until ours is up and running…I need some new options for eating out. It was a good time listening to NB talk about breaking Zach’s leg if he put in for his retraining application…he doesn’t want Zach to go out of state at all. I don’t blame him, although I have to laugh when he talks about thinking of taking a traveling job. Such is the life of the friends that I keep near me. The best part of that night, though, was sitting at the restaurant and listening to our waitress tell her friend (and us as we all were at the same table) about one of the waiters who was a jerk and slept with some skanky looking chic in between nights of sleeping with her. The kicker: they all worked at the same restaurant! The skank had blue eye shadow on that night…looked like a flash-back to the ‘80’s. The boys kept coughing ‘slut’ every time she passed by…or coughing into their hands and miming powder exploding onto their face. It was fucking hilarious. Made for a good way to relieve the tension we all had been feeling the last week with each of our situations.
The club was a slightly different story, though. Several people had been asking me if we had been banned because of a couple of incidents that had occurred over the last few weeks. No one from the club itself had informed us of it, and when it was mentioned a few weeks prior, we were told that it was a joke and everything would be okay. Come to find out, it a fucking crock of bull. Because of lies that were told, the co-owner of the club had decided that he was going to ban four people from the club and we had to explain the truth to him before he realized he had been had. The best part, though, was the people who were supposedly our friends kept giving us dark looks for DARING to show up at the club. I think we spent two hours at the club that night before saying fuck it and left. It was enough time for me to spend $40 bucks in drinks for my boys and dance a little bit. And enough for me to realize that I am glad that I don’t go out that often.
Why is it that there has to be some sort of drama when there is a gay boy involved? There was the bullshit at the club that Saturday night. I went onto Myspace earlier today and my EMT friend down in South Carolina had posted this bulletin:
“For everyone who has visited my myspace who works for the same company that I do.. If you have something to say about it.. I have a home phone, a nextel so you dont burn any of your minutes, the internet and you see me at work. So if you have a problem with me being gay or whatever CAUSED ALL THE LAUGHS AND GIGGLES please come to me with them dont cut jokes behind my damn back about me because thats just immature and to be working for and ambulance service you should be just alittle more mature than that.. This is 2006 gays are everywhere so i dont know what to tell you.. But just if you are going to go on my page and dont have anything good to say just stay the hell off of it.. thats exactly what happened to the other coworkers page but the thing is i can care less who knows.. SO YOU LAUGH ON BUT I CAN PROMISE YOU ONE THING ITS NOT AS FUNNY AS YOU ARE MAKING IT OUT TO BE.. IT SUCKS TO WORK WITH AN OPENLY GAY GUY DOESNT IT.. AND THE THING IS TO ACT LIKE YOU ARE SUCH A FRIEND TO THEIR FACE DAMN..”
It is sad when I see my friends having to deal with this bullshit all the time. I want to get Zach out of his current living situation…or at least knock some damn sense into the bitch that lives there. But, I have kept my mouth shut because I don’t want to cause any more issues for him or his ‘big brother’. I get very protective of the people that I get involved with…and I wish that I could do more for him. Maybe one of these days I will be able.
The funny part is that I don’t get jealous of any attention that my guy gets…at least not to a serious degree, anyway. But I definitely do get protective when he is getting the short end of the stick. Never did fully understand that. But, it is nice to see some testosterone does flow through my body most of the time. (Laugh…that was a joke)
There was something else that I was going to comment on today….my blondeness has apparently kicked it out of my head for the moment. Oh well. Maybe by the time I get home and see what I can do to get my computer working again this week, I will remember everything that I wanted to discuss.
To all my boys out there….keep on going strong. The last few weeks have been rough for a lot of you, I know. But, don’t worry. It will get better soon. That I can promise.
Song for the Day: Kim English “Treat Me Right”
Sheryl Crow "Always on Your Side"
Words of Wisdom
When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be. ~ Lao Tzu
All major religious traditions carry basically the same message, that is love, compassion and forgiveness - the important thing is they should be part of our daily lives. ~ His Holiness the Dalai Lama
The higher type of man clings to virtue, the lower type of man clings to material comfort. The higher type of man cherishes justice, the lower type of man cherishes the hope of favors to be received. ~ Confucius (551-479 BC) Chinese Philosopher
As human beings we all want to be happy and free from misery - we have learned that the key to happiness is inner peace. The greatest obstacles to inner peace are disturbing emotions such as anger and attachment, fear and suspicion, while love, compassion, and a sense of universal responsibility are the sources of peace and happiness. ~ His Holiness the Dalai Lama
We can never obtain peace in the outer world until we make peace with ourselves. ~ His Holiness the Dalai Lama
PS - Is my beer ready yet? ¶ 5/08/2006 09:19:00 AM
This weekend went okay. I managed to get into Fayetteville earlier than the last time, so that allowed for some extra time with my boy. Part of that time, though, was spent drawing flames on Christina’s wall for her fiancé’s birthday present. He is a cop and fire fighter and she wanted to change the room above the garage into a game room with a fire theme to it…his fire trucks will be displayed on shelves around the room. She was extremely ecstatic with the results of the outlines…the painting was up to her. I don’t do that shit! And while placing my handiwork on the wall, Zach teased Daisy Bulldog with the laser pointer and let her get some exercise. She had already managed to pop the blue bouncy ball we had picked up for her a couple of weeks prior…she needed to get running around. So then Zach got accused of being a bulldog hurter because she was sore from running everywhere and exercising…I thought it was hilarious, actually. He is Christina’s little brother she never wanted. I think the relationship is cute.
Our friend NB showed up that evening and joined us for dinner at the Olive Garden. I so miss that place. I can’t wait until ours is up and running…I need some new options for eating out. It was a good time listening to NB talk about breaking Zach’s leg if he put in for his retraining application…he doesn’t want Zach to go out of state at all. I don’t blame him, although I have to laugh when he talks about thinking of taking a traveling job. Such is the life of the friends that I keep near me. The best part of that night, though, was sitting at the restaurant and listening to our waitress tell her friend (and us as we all were at the same table) about one of the waiters who was a jerk and slept with some skanky looking chic in between nights of sleeping with her. The kicker: they all worked at the same restaurant! The skank had blue eye shadow on that night…looked like a flash-back to the ‘80’s. The boys kept coughing ‘slut’ every time she passed by…or coughing into their hands and miming powder exploding onto their face. It was fucking hilarious. Made for a good way to relieve the tension we all had been feeling the last week with each of our situations.
The club was a slightly different story, though. Several people had been asking me if we had been banned because of a couple of incidents that had occurred over the last few weeks. No one from the club itself had informed us of it, and when it was mentioned a few weeks prior, we were told that it was a joke and everything would be okay. Come to find out, it a fucking crock of bull. Because of lies that were told, the co-owner of the club had decided that he was going to ban four people from the club and we had to explain the truth to him before he realized he had been had. The best part, though, was the people who were supposedly our friends kept giving us dark looks for DARING to show up at the club. I think we spent two hours at the club that night before saying fuck it and left. It was enough time for me to spend $40 bucks in drinks for my boys and dance a little bit. And enough for me to realize that I am glad that I don’t go out that often.
Why is it that there has to be some sort of drama when there is a gay boy involved? There was the bullshit at the club that Saturday night. I went onto Myspace earlier today and my EMT friend down in South Carolina had posted this bulletin:
“For everyone who has visited my myspace who works for the same company that I do.. If you have something to say about it.. I have a home phone, a nextel so you dont burn any of your minutes, the internet and you see me at work. So if you have a problem with me being gay or whatever CAUSED ALL THE LAUGHS AND GIGGLES please come to me with them dont cut jokes behind my damn back about me because thats just immature and to be working for and ambulance service you should be just alittle more mature than that.. This is 2006 gays are everywhere so i dont know what to tell you.. But just if you are going to go on my page and dont have anything good to say just stay the hell off of it.. thats exactly what happened to the other coworkers page but the thing is i can care less who knows.. SO YOU LAUGH ON BUT I CAN PROMISE YOU ONE THING ITS NOT AS FUNNY AS YOU ARE MAKING IT OUT TO BE.. IT SUCKS TO WORK WITH AN OPENLY GAY GUY DOESNT IT.. AND THE THING IS TO ACT LIKE YOU ARE SUCH A FRIEND TO THEIR FACE DAMN..”
It is sad when I see my friends having to deal with this bullshit all the time. I want to get Zach out of his current living situation…or at least knock some damn sense into the bitch that lives there. But, I have kept my mouth shut because I don’t want to cause any more issues for him or his ‘big brother’. I get very protective of the people that I get involved with…and I wish that I could do more for him. Maybe one of these days I will be able.
The funny part is that I don’t get jealous of any attention that my guy gets…at least not to a serious degree, anyway. But I definitely do get protective when he is getting the short end of the stick. Never did fully understand that. But, it is nice to see some testosterone does flow through my body most of the time. (Laugh…that was a joke)
There was something else that I was going to comment on today….my blondeness has apparently kicked it out of my head for the moment. Oh well. Maybe by the time I get home and see what I can do to get my computer working again this week, I will remember everything that I wanted to discuss.
To all my boys out there….keep on going strong. The last few weeks have been rough for a lot of you, I know. But, don’t worry. It will get better soon. That I can promise.
Song for the Day: Kim English “Treat Me Right”
Sheryl Crow "Always on Your Side"
Words of Wisdom
When I let go of what I am, I become what I might be. ~ Lao Tzu
All major religious traditions carry basically the same message, that is love, compassion and forgiveness - the important thing is they should be part of our daily lives. ~ His Holiness the Dalai Lama
The higher type of man clings to virtue, the lower type of man clings to material comfort. The higher type of man cherishes justice, the lower type of man cherishes the hope of favors to be received. ~ Confucius (551-479 BC) Chinese Philosopher
As human beings we all want to be happy and free from misery - we have learned that the key to happiness is inner peace. The greatest obstacles to inner peace are disturbing emotions such as anger and attachment, fear and suspicion, while love, compassion, and a sense of universal responsibility are the sources of peace and happiness. ~ His Holiness the Dalai Lama
We can never obtain peace in the outer world until we make peace with ourselves. ~ His Holiness the Dalai Lama
PS - Is my beer ready yet? ¶ 5/08/2006 09:19:00 AM
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