Tuesday, November 30, 2004

Confessions of a binge drinker

Well I had a nice 4 day weekend. We were invited to go to my sister's for Thanksgiving but we lied to her and my dad and told them that we were sick. Considering we had a family wedding two weeks ago and my family is getting together for Christmas in two weeks we figured that we'd get out of Thanksgiving this year. Scooby and I stayed home and were planning on having our own Thanksgiving dinner and inviting a couple of friends over but when I found that turkeys were $17-$25 each I said fuck it and bought a 30 pack of beer and a fifth of Irish cream instead.

The Bay City Times said this weekend that the county we live in consumes more alcohol than any other county in Michigan. This was no surprise since Bay City has more bars per capita than any other place in Michigan and besides its a prodominately German and Polish community, HELLO alcohol is our way of life. Bay City has 51 bars which is more than twice the ratio of people-to-bars than the state average and twice the number allowed under MI law. The law however, lets cities keep the liquor licenses issued before the limit was set in the 1930's. God bless grandfather clauses. They also stated that if you drink at least 5 drinks in a row at least once a month than your considered a binge drinker. So I guess society considers me a binge drinker. Woo Hoo... Anyway we did our best this weekend to keep our title.

We also had some friends come up from the Detroit area this weekend. They stayed at another friend of ours and we partied with them most of the weekend. We had a great time hitting the local flea markets and antique shops. Scooby and I made breakfast for everyone Friday and Saturday morning and had dinner both nights at our friend Joe's place.

Shit I almost forgot to mention the snow storm we had last Wednesday...fuckin' 6 inches of the white shit, not the kinda 6 inches I like either. Had to drive home from work in it and it wasn't fun. It then rained most of the weekend and now most of it is gone, but their predicting another snow storm tonight...shit.

We didn't miss out totally on all the Thanksgiving fixings, our neighbor next door brought us over two plates full of food which we inhaled. Oh and last but not least a big thanks to Homer for the delightful Thanksgiving pics. Anyway that was our Thanksgiving weekend in a nutshell. Hope everyone had a good one...

Wednesday, November 24, 2004


About 15 yrs ago right before I bought my house in Bay City I had an apartment with my friend Jack. It was the upstairs of an old farmhouse located out in the farming community of Tittabawasee township in Saginaw County. We were preparing to take "Berlyn" my exgirlfriend from High School to the local gay bar in Saginaw that evening. Berlyn was nearing the end of her rocky marriage and needed a little pick me up so we figured we'd go out and dance our ass off that night. In the process of getting ready she told us about this one time when she was giving her husband a blow job and that when he came he shot so hard that cum flew out of her nose. Jack and I were speechless except for our uncontrollable laughter. My first thought was, "yeah right" cuz Berlyn had always told tall tales which I only half believed. Then being the slut that I am my second thought was, "I want to suck off her husband". I of course would never have done that cuz Berlyn was a dear friend, but it did start some very hot fantasy material.

Cut to about 7yrs later.

Scooby and I were in New Orleans for the first or maybe second time together. It was Labor Day or aka Gay Mardi Gras the weather was scorchingly hot so to get out of the sun/heat for awhile we decided to go to the bathhouse. After a few trips around the premises I noticed this hot furry chested guy with a goatee leaning up against the wall near the glory hole cubicles. Normally I'm not one to make the first move but he was just to fuckin' hot to let slip out of my grasps, so I went right up to him and ran my hand across his chest and commented on how HOT he was. He thought the same about me so we locked ourselves in a cubicle and I sat down on the chair and started to massage his cock which was quickly becoming rock hard. Not only was he great looking but he had a big fat cock to boot which I immediately started choking down. Within no time he had grabbed my head and was giving me the face fucking of a lifetime just slamming his cock down my throat. Man I was in hog heaven... then before I new what was happening he thrust my head down on his cock and without any notice shot the fucking hugest load I've ever had the privilege of receiving. Granted cum didn't shoot out my nose like Berlyn but he did fill my sinus cavities and totally flooded my mouth and coated my throat. With my head swimming in cum I immediately shot a load onto the floor. We then said our goodbyes and I pointed him in the direction of the showers/sauna and steam room area. For the rest of the day while we strolled around the streets of the French Quarter all I'd have to do was sniff a little bit and more of his cum would ooze down my throat and I was in heaven.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Wednesday, November 17, 2004

Horny as all get out

Scooby's gone down to Detroit this week to do some handyman work for sugar daddy. He left Tuesday and will be back probably on Friday. I miss him already but I'm also enjoying the time alone. Was hoping to have a playdate while he was gone and luckily Mac came through, he's coming over tomorrow to fuck my white hungry ass. BIG GRIN.. Today was kinda boring, I called my friend Jack to see if he wanted to hang out/drink coffee and watch a movie but he was sick so we just chatted on the phone a bit. I was planning on getting some more yard work done but it rained today. So I did some yoga and after that cleaned up and played with my ass for awhile until I went to work. I don't know what it is, but I've been really horny this week, so I'm planning to fuck the hell out of Scooby when he gets home. I mean shit I jacked off twice today and probably will again when I get home.

I really need to pay more attention when Scooby is showing me sites on the net. He showed me what I thought was Yahoo gay chatrooms where you can watch guys on their webcams. So last night after I got home I popped online and got the cam going and tried to find the site... and nothing. The chatrooms I found on Yahoo were nothing compared to what Scooby showed me a few days earlier. I was looking for the furry chest chatroom but no luck. By the time I got off line it was 2am and to late to go out, not that there would have been anyone at the bar anyway. So I watched a bit of porn then went to bed around 3am. Thought that I'd get a great night sleep having the bed all to myself (other than the cat that is) but noooo I was awake by 7am, fucking insomnia. I'll definately be popping a couple of xanax tonight before bed.

Scooby promised that he would go get his bloodwork done before he left, but when I got home I found his bloodwork kit still sitting there. This made me start to fume until I found his note saying that he tried to get it done but the person who does the blood draws at the health dept. was gone deer hunting this week and that he made a appointment for next week. For some reason I found the deer hunting story funny... only in Michigan.

Monday, November 15, 2004

Designated hole day

Well since we had our encounter with T last month, we've been sorta courting him. For several years we've considered adding another guy to our family unit and he seems to be an excellent match. I charted his horoscope and it looks like we should get along great. We've been trying to hook up again but he lives about 2 hrs away and our schedules haven't allowed another playdate yet. We've asked him to go to New Orleans with us this year and I really hope he can make it, cuz it would be a good test to see if the three of us are compatible.

Considering that Scooby only works 4-8 hrs a week I have to admit that I'm slightly afraid that I'd end up being the only bread winner of the family. Reading T's horoscope though did help put that feeling aside, cuz it noted that he's a hard worker and that's the impression that I've gotten from him also. I did tell Scooby that if we do end up getting together that I'd be ok with it all as long as I got fucked by both of them at the same time at least once a week and the same goes for the two of them also. I don't think that's to much to ask, I even came up with a name "designated hole day". Just the thought of it gets me hard. We've already started dreaming up stuff like starting an adult website and making extra money by webcamming our threeways.

Funny thing is, I know that I've been ranting of late about needing a good banging, but in all honesty my guts (stomach/digestive track) have been giving me problems lately and my mood for bottoming has been hit and miss. One day I feel ok the next I feel like shit, one hour I feel ok the next I feel like shit. Weird thing is, it all started the day after the election. I'm figuring its either nervous stress or maybe all the queso cheese dip that I've been eating that was left over from our Halloween party or a combination of both. To make matters worse I think the turkey sandwich that I had tonight wasn't good. I need to get home and drink some red wine, it's suppose to help that kind of thing.

Anywho this concludes our episode of "As the stomach turns"...

Friday, November 12, 2004

An overhaul

Ok I will admit it. I'm still very depressed over this fuckin' election. I've been moping around and just can't get it out of my system. I've kinda considered going back on Zoloft but I really don't want to because of the (lack of erection) side effects. I'm finally getting to a point that I don't need the viagra except for maybe an all day fuckathon. About 10 yrs. ago I had a brief obsession with abusing Robitussen cough syrup and it really fucked up my erections. I don't recommend this to anyone and I regret doing it myself. Luckily my hardon's are finally back to norm...Yea!

But anyway, I'm just going to deal with this blue period the old fashioned way and just go through it and get over it. The other day I saw this woman in her car and she had anti-Kerry bumper stickers on her back window and I gave her the finger as I passed her on the road. I'm not just talking a quick flash of the finger either I'm talking arm stretched out window, finger in her face flipping the bird... and it felt really goooood. Scooby asked me the other day what it was going to take to get me out of this funk I'm in and I told him, "Two guys fucking the hell out of me like we did to T last month". Yes that is what I need... a major ass and mouth fuckin' overhaul complete with a hot spooge lube job to both orifices. That would definately zap me out of this mood and put a silly grin on my face to boot.

Monday, November 08, 2004

Best Wishes from the Moral DeCays

Well we went up north this weekend for my nephew's wedding. He is the last of my religious sister's six kids to get married. Yea! No more weddings for that side of the family. We really didn't know what to expect. The ceremony wasn't at my brother inlaws church so we figured that he wasn't going to be the preacher. We had already made plans to ride up with my sister and father, then when they arrived her husband was with them also. Great, him and I normally mix like oil and water. He drove like a stupid person, poking along when passing people and most of the time refusing to get back over into the slower lane...but I held my tongue.

Did I mention that I forgot to take or bring any Xanax with me...

We got there and got seated in the little church. The village we were in maybe had a population of 100 but I think that might be pushing it. The churches preacher started the ceremony and he was very enjoying and funny...Then my brother inlaw took over and started preaching about how this country is in moral decay while looking directly at Scooby and I. Funny how he didn't eyeball his own brother, who's did time in prison for child molestation. I'm just sayin'.... Well his congregation was all "Amen" and "Praise Jesus" and luckily that stopped and the actual marriage ceremony continued cuz the next person to say "Amen or Praise Jesus" I was planning on screaming a "Praise Jesus" as loud and as obnoxious as I could.

Then I ended up getting in an argument on the way home with my other brother inlaw about the dioxin contamination of the Tittabawasee river. I finally ended it with a "Whatever I don't give a FUCK!". Nobody says fuck in my family normally so me saying it felt really good.

Anyway the day of turmoil totally threw off my chi and after we got home I preceded to get totally shitfaced until I barfed bigtime. Sunday wasn't any better I was really out of sorts and didn't feel completely attached to my body, just a really ackward day for me. That afternoon while I was moving a ladder onto the back porch I was explaining to Scooby that it was my family (mainly my bible banging brother inlaw) that threw off my chi, and in mid sentence I broke a antique glass light fixture. FUCK FUCK FUCK...

But anyway that was my shitty weekend in a nutshell.

I read in this months Out mag. that Thanksgiving weekend is Mr. Toronto Leather weekend. Wish we could go but can only afford one vacation a year and its going to be in New Orleans for Christmas/New Years. Dam... I want to be used by a bunch of furry leather daddys.

Friday, November 05, 2004

Tomorrow is another day

It's been raining since Tuesday here which was fine by me cuz it fit my gloomy mood. I replaced my Kerry bumper sticker in the back window of my car with my favorite "Born Again VooDooist" bumper sticker, this normally keeps the asshole's that cross my path out of my face. Then today the sun came out and I embraced it as new day and the end of my gloom and manic period. When I'm down I sometimes play Smashing Pumpkins Siamese Dream because it reminds me of a man/boy that I was seriously infatuated with who stomped on my heart about a decade ago, but I'll save that story for another time. Anyhoo I took that cd out of my player in my car and put in my REM Eponomous cd, this always cheers me up.

This week was payweek for me and I ended up getting some extra money due to my mileage check for October. Ahh another thing to be happy about. So I decided to treat myself and go get one of those fancy coffee drinks downtown after I got done cleaning windows at the Gallery. I got there and ordered my double cafe mocha and heard this one woman say to another woman, "I got really militant about the election this year and it felt really good". Ok... my first thought was, "oh man, please not a fuckin' Republican". Then to my surprise she said, "My daughter asked if we could please move to England" and then the other women jokingly said, "We can't go to Canada, they've closed their borders because of all the hordes of people fleeing the U.S.".

Then the three of us looked at each other and laughed, and I went on my way. OMG there are some good people in Midland after all, and I'm so glad that I was there to witness it cuz it really made my day.

With a double cafe mocha and two marinol coursing through me I'm driving in my car singing:
"It's thee end of the world as we know it"
"It's thee end of the world as we know it"
"It's thee end of the world as we know it"
"and I feel fine"

Thursday, November 04, 2004

Eyes closed, hands over ears....la la la la la

Ok I'm done with politics for another 4 yrs unless something important comes up that needs to be voted on. I'm no longer allowing myself to read the "letters to the editor" section of the Midland Daily News after what I read today. One letter against gay marriage states that "How can Homo's really say they love one another when they give each other the death sentence of AIDS". FUCK YOU!!! I got HIV because of faulty condoms that I got from the local Health Dept. so FUCK OFF ASSHOLE!! Personally I don't even give a shit about gay marriage I'm very happy living in sin, thank you very much, but if others want to then I believe that they should have that right same as every other person in this country. When gas prices started going over $2 a gal., I remember one letter that stated "I don't know why everyone is complaining about high gas prices, milk is more expensive at 2.50 a gal." Well for one fucking thing I don't buy 20 gallons of milk a week either you stupid FUCKTARD! If it wasn't for working and having family in Midland, I wouldn't look back.

Most people in Midland are soo righteously ignorant.

I've got to shut myself off from this shit or its going to kill me. I would love nothing more than to live in a happy place like Canada but it doesn't look feasible. Vancouver would be my first choice because of all the furry daddy's that live there, but its too fucking far away and Toronto is too fucking expensive. In order to sell the house and get its maximum worth it would have to be finished, which we're not even close to doing.

So I'm done listening/reading about politics, I don't want to see that rat faced dictator or his vacant staring stepford wife again.

Pardon me while I drown myself in alcohol, sex and xanax for the next four years. Now back to my simple uninformed life. La la la la la la.....

Wednesday, November 03, 2004

"Song of the exPat"

"Oh Canada"
"Our home and native land"
"Bring down your borders to encompass Michigan"

Yeah like that would happen

Well fucking Hitler won another term. I'm at least happy that Michigan's electoral college vote went for Kerry. Unfortunately Michigan did pass the bigot law to ban marriage and civil unions for gays. But seriously it disturbs me to live in a country that the majority of the people are so clueless and naive. Its all those backwood inbred conservatives that's the problem. But I guess once there children start getting sent back from Irac in a box maybe they'll have a change of heart. I doubt that also, but who knows.

But anyway, I honestly thought that this would probably happen... so last night I started looking at real estate and HIV and Aids services in Ontario, Canada. Would love to live in the Toronto area, but it looks to be too expensive. Found a few nice places in Sarnia just across the border from Port Huron, MI. Only a few hours from where we're at now, and I hear that they have a passenger train that goes to Toronto. Hmmm. Going to start investigating how to go about getting a Canadian citizenship. I hear its easier to get if you do it before you move.

I want to live in a actual FREE Country damit!

Any Canadian readers? I'd love some input.


Update: Well I took the online skilled worker test to see if I could immigrate and I scored a 53. The lowest acceptable score is 67. Sooo I guess I'm too stoopid to be able to immigrate to Canada. FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!

Tuesday, November 02, 2004


If you care at all about what makes this country great you'll vote today!

If you care about saving/protecting:

  • Social Security
  • Labor laws
  • the environment
  • Equal rights for all people
  • The lives of our troops

You'll vote Democratic today!

That's all I'm sayin'

Monday, November 01, 2004

Note to self... Don't mix the following

whisky shots
jello shots made with cheap vodka
and vicodin

Well I'd love to blog about the Halloween party but I only witnessed the first couple of hours and then I passed out. I'm so fucking pissed off at myself. All that fucking work for practically nothing. Before the party I had one of my migrains so I thought I'd try a vicodin. Then I had maybe 4-5 beers, 4 shots of whisky and a couple of jello shots... and that was all she wrote. I ended up passing out in one of the bedrooms and couldn't get up for the rest of the night. I'm normally not such a light weight I think it might have been the combination of the vicodin and the alcohol. Oh well no use crying over an accidental overdose.

I've learned my lesson. Here its two days later and I'm still feeling like dogshit.