Sunday, March 30, 2008

B. I - Before iPod

What did we do before iPod? I have often wondered about that. I resisted getting one for so long, but since I've had one, I don't really know how I lived without it. I have sooooo many songs on mine, and I can even add video. I can listen for days without a repeat. I can't imagine boarding a plane and not having access to most of my library of music and a movie or two.

I remember getting on the subway with a portable cd player, and a few cd's...but now...I have everything at my finger tips. I feel sorry for the folks that carry their portable cd players or walkmen. To not be able to carry a ton of their music with them is difficult to imagine.

What did we do before iPod? I mean, I even got my mom listening to one and adding her music...

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

favorite tshirts

so...for a long time, my favorite tshirts were ones that made my body look like it was in better shape than it was. I had this one that made my chest look good, even when it didn't. It also had a reference to Australia...which I can't wait to get to! Anyway...as my chest and body started to get in better shape, this tshirt totally helped to make me look even better! I loved it. I can't remember wearing it and eating something greasy...but apparently I did, because I got it out of the drawer today, fresh from the laundry, and there are two big grease circle stains on my favorite tshirt...and I don't know what I'm going to do. I'm bummed! I'm disappointed! I can't believe that it happened!

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Can we talk?

So...all week long there have been serious talks about race because of this election cycle. I agree, it's an important topic in American life, it is a conversation that needs to be had, and is long overdue. I will probably be labeled racist for saying what I say next, and I am definitely not racist, but label me as you will. I am sick of hearing about race in America because of this election.

Why am I sick of hearing about it? Because, we aren't talking about all those other things that are happening that need conversations. Sexism, Homophobia, Classism - just to name a few.

We aren't talking about SEXISM in America. Come on, we all know Hil's getting the crap kicked out of her in some corners for no reason other than she's a woman - She doesn't show emotion, she's a bitch - she cries, she's too emotional. It's still an old boy's network, and if you don't talk, walk and piss like them, you don't stand a chance. Sexism my friends. Why are all of the strong women in politics accused of being lesbian (Hillary, Condie, etc)? Just because they're women in a man's world? Sexism (and a little of the next topic) my friends.

We aren't talking about HOMOPHOBIA. We all know that one's out there too...when a little boy can be murdered because he wanted another boy to be his valentine we need to have a serious conversation about homophobia. It's better to be a murderer than thought of as gay - great, go to jail - when you're bent over in your cell, let's talk about which is better, shall we? How come I pay my taxes and I am still a second class citizen that can't get married (unless I marry a woman)? How come it's not okay to race-bait, but it's still okay to gay-bait in the political world? Huh?

We aren't talking about CLASSISM. We aren't talking about how the rich are getting considerably richer and the poor are getting poorer, and the middle class are disappearing. What will happen when the divide is too great? What will happen when there are only the haves and the have nots? Who gets to wait in line for bread and toilet paper then?

I'm sick of talking about racism in america. I'm happy to talk about it...really, I am, but only when we start talking about sexism, homophobia and classism in the same context. And, then, only after we've had some serious discussions about what we are going to do to stabilize the economy, and end the war in Iraq and the senseless slaughter of our troops. (again - support our troops with all my heart and patriotism, but I don't support the war - so go ahead and call me un-patriotic...I've been called worse.)

So - come on America and our politicians, are we really going to talk about things, or are we just going to give some great sound bite speeches and call the problem solved. If you're going to talk about racism (sexism, homophobia or classism for that matter) you'd better be prepared to do more than talk, and give me ways you're going to fix the problem. Until then, it's just talk.

Sunday, March 16, 2008

Life vs Lifestyle

Why do I have a lifestyle while straight society just has a life? Why is it that anyone who's not a part of "white, mainstream middle america" labeled with a lifestyle? I can't return it if I don't like it. It's not like furniture that I change with the times and my taste. It's my life...I happen to be gay and that's a part of it. I happen to be Irish and Hungarian too. I have friends, a job, family. Why is it that the gays have a lifestyle, an alternative one at that? It's a part of who I am...not something I chose. So, why does that make it a lifestyle?

I'm so over it being referred to as a lifestyle...and I don't want my two young nephews to grow up thinking that it's a lifestyle, not my life. Life is what you're given to live and I want to take every opportunity and advantage of that...and hell, I can't decide on what's for dinner some nights, let alone a lifestyle!

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Oblivious

Apparently I am oblivious when it comes to boys flirting or hitting on me, or even staring directly at me. I'm not sure when I got that way...or what caused it, but I've become oblivious to it all I guess. I guess I'm just not used to being lusted after in that fashion. Maybe it's because I never have been. Maybe I'm really a shy person deep down, and not as extroverted as people take me for (keep laughing...I know...it's just a thought). Not really sure what it is, but in the last two weeks, I have been oblivious to a boy inching closer and closer to me and then oblivious when another couldn't take his eyes off of me, even when he was talking to someone else as well.

Oy...why are boys so complicated...just talk to me...I don't bite!

Sunday, March 2, 2008

Fashion Police

sometimes (okay - alot of the time) I wish I had a little badge that I could whip out and just say "Fashion Police, change your outfit or go somewhere you can't be seen." Do people not have mirrors at home? Friends? Family? Does nobody look at them and tell them the truth? That dress is way to short (in which case you should definitely be wearing PANTIES under it), or that bust line makes them look lop sided, or those pants make you look like you're packing a banana and not in a good way. I know I'm not a fashion plate all the time, but if I'm leaving the house, I at least look presentable - even going to the gym I can run errands before or afterwards.