The Labor Day holiday brings me to three days off. Umm. I can't wait. We have plenty of work to be doing over at my MIL's old apartment but I'm not sure how much of that will get done. Her other two sons will be in town this coming weekend for a visit with her -- and I think we'll just leave th
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Take the time to listen, watch and close your eyes. Maybe you'll learn something new. I have been. Tears and fears and feeling proud, to say, I love you right out loudDreams and schemes and circus crowds, I've looked at life that wayBut now old friends are acti
Holy moly. I was really on a nice roll there for a bit with my writing. Geez. Been working like a bad boy over the past 5 days as this cute little map will show you.My MIL has been ap
Yesterday morning, I was taxiing from the gate out to the runway in Vancouver, British Columbia. For those of you who have been to Vancouver, it will come as no surprise that this is one of the world's greatest cities. Beautiful. Cosmopolitan. Amazing waterways and mountains surround it and the cool Pacific air breezes
It has occurred to me numerous times in my life that I'm a helper. I do things for people. I help out. It started as a skinny energetic child in Idaho helping Mom in the kitchen and around the house. You couldn't get me outside to save my life -- I absolutely hated being outside. So much so that Mom would put me in my
Don't you think? An explosion is imminent? I do. Increasingly. This world has had it. From flipping people off in traffic, to yelling at people who leave their dogs locked in the car while they shop at Target, to blood pressure rising when the vacuum cord won't wrap up right after housecleaning....things just are not r
A perfect opportunity to show off your musical skills in a nice, toe-tapping way while still making a valid point. Target doesn't like the gays in case you didn't know.
It will come as no surprise to most of you that I have strong roots in the Christian church in America. Born, raised, practically lived on the church pew. Presbyterian. Assembly of God. And everywhere in between. Giant missionary and traveling musician background around the globe. The stories are endless. But I am st
This is the way we treat educated, professional human beings who want to serve our country. We get rid of them. I'm telling you kids, I feel like we're in the Dark Ages instead of the year 2010. Something continues to be seriously amiss in this, one of the most powerful nations on earth. These
By now you've all heard the little story that has made me giggle with a snarky little smirk on my face. Steven Slater, former JetBlue flight attendant, made his infamous exit from not only the aircraft
If you've read my antics for any length of time, it probably will come as no surprise that I spent a giant chunk of my life on the church pew. Born and raised and drenched in the spirit. Brought people to Jesus. Youth group leader. Chaperon to more than one church camp, road trip, and outing.
We hold these truths to be evident -- that we are created equal. That we are all humans. Fallible. Capable of a variety of actions ranging from overly beautiful to horrendous. In the course of the fleeting moments on this earth that we call our lives, we are born and we die. Its the in-between parts that get us sometim
I was lying in bed a bit ago before rising. The Pooch and I snuggled in tight per our usual morning routine. And you already know of my freakish thinking...right? I got to thinking about people I've met in my lifetime after watching Family Guy last night....the episode about Star Trek The New Generation with Patrick Stew
It's getting to be that time of year again. August 1st always reminds me that I only have one month, perhaps two, of summer left. And that two months of it has gone. Disappeared. And how much I have not done this year. Again. Every year its the same. I'm not a regretful sort of person. But I do like to take advantag
Gay People Welcome -- Gay Marriages, Not So Much.....Just like Carly Simon, it just goes to show that you can't keep a closeted homosexual meth user down.
Generally, this bad boy doesn't like being touched while at work. And it happens regularly as you'll remember from this writing. But when it happened today, I begged for it on the other side. My wish was granted. Enoug
Anybody remember this day? I do. Black and white Magnavox television, rabbit ears perched atop angled just right, and we three kids and my mom piled around the set in our living room. If this video doesn't get you, I think you're minus something inside. It should get you. It should remind you, change you,
And....we're back! From Bear Week 2010 in Provincetown. A week in an old house with ten good friends and no bad apples this time around. An excellent relaxing week without drama or attitude or babysitting. If you've ever been to P-Town, you'll know that it is one of America's most gay meccas.
Today is our last full day at Bear Week 2010 in Provincetown.We've seen far more of these than last year: Lesbians, children, strollers, tour/bus groups, hot straight men with their girlfriends.We attend the Tea Dance at the Boat
I was confused for Neil Patrick Harris a few days back. By an older sort of gentleman. He was so kind to me as he passed me and did a double-take. "Are you Neil Patrick Harris, I must ask....?" I laughed. And then said thank you and offered my autograph. He remained rather flirtatious. I played a
July 1. Canada day. A new month. And a new blog template and colors. Wild, eh? I've had the same blog template since its beginning in October 2006. And everyone needs a little freshening up from time to time....right?I've jus
Why is it that the more I travel -- which is quite often -- the more I want to be home. I'm not on a "I don't like my job" kick or anything like that. That simply wouldn't be the truth. But I find myself more often than not desirous of being home. With LoverBo