Friday, December 23, 2005

Postcard from the Past

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Here's a old postcard that Sugar Daddy gave me for Christmas.
The back reads:

Unusually attractive courtyard of Le Petit Theatre du Vieux Carre, more popularly known as the "Little Theatre". It is located at 616 St. Peter Street and boasts a membership of some 2000 subscribers.

New Orleans- America's Most Interesting City

Don't think I'll be doing much more blogging till I get back from vacation on Jan. 7th. So hope everyone has a Happy Holiday! With all the hoopla there is lately about which holiday greeting should be used (stupid crazy christians). Scooby and I thought why not combine them so Happy Chriswanzakkah! Actually that sounds too much like swastika so maybe not...

OMG! I just saw the trailer for "Running with Scissors", Augusten Burroughs memoir of his crazy life growing up. Joseph Fiennes is playing his adult pedaphile boyfiend. And I think Annette Bening is playing his crazy lesbian mother. OMG! I can't wait to see the movie. Unfortunatly its not coming out till fall of 06.

WTF!! That's an awful long time to tease someone...

Here's a link to one of our favorite New Orleans stories, "The Adventures of Pukey Peggy". enjoy!

Wednesday, December 21, 2005


I'm so fucking high! Not drug or alcohol induced high, but a natural "last day of work" high. YEA! No more vacuuming and mopping up salt for the next 18 fucking days! I do have a 2 hour house cleaning job tomorrow but that's nuttin. This has got to be the longest time I've had off of work since I was 16....I think. God if I felt this good all the time, I could rule the world.

When I was really little we use to spend Christmas eve at my grandma's (mother's side) and Christmas day at my other grandma's (father's side). By the time I was in third grade my mom's mom had died and my dad had retired. Mom hated the winter's as much as I have come to, so we started snow birding out to Tucson. We'd stay in Michigan until Christmas then the day after we'd tear down the tree load up the trailer and hit the road...

Now. I have a job that gives me the week between Christmas and New Years off with pay and Scooby and I have been going to New Orleans for the last 4-5 yrs for a week over the Christmas Holiday. Funny how life repeats itself. I'm really trying to resist the urge to tear down the tree before we leave on vacation. I keep telling myself, we're going to be back in a week, I don't have to tear down the tree. It's not like when I was a kid and we we're gone till school got out for the summer.

I'm going to try and leave it up.

In other news....I sold one of my snowmen birdhouses today. Personally I thought that the Gallery was asking too much for them and didn't expect them to sell. Asking price...$42 bucks...ouch! I get $25 of that so I'm happy. Funny thing is it was bought by the person who used to run the Gallery...and I though she didn't really like me.

I can't believe how much I'm blogging. I used to post only twice a week. Now sometimes it's twice a day. Don't get used to it though cuz once I'm back from vacation and get done telling all the sorted tales of the event I'll probably fall into the winter blah's.

Gonna do a little bit of work on the house before we leave next week. Gonna try and at least crawl under the house and insulate the floors....and run some more water lines for the future second bathroom. Fun Fun

My favorite Christmas song

This has got to be the most annoying Christmas song ever and I love it...

Nuttin' For Christmas
S. Tepper, R. Bennett, 1955

I broke my bat on Johnny's head;
Somebody snitched on me.
I hid a frog in sister's bed;
Somebody snitched on me.
I spilled some ink on Mommy's rug;
I made Tommy eat a bug;
Bought some gum with a penny slug;
Somebody snitched on me.

Oh, I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas
Mommy and Daddy are mad.
I'm getting nuttin' for Christmas
'Cause I ain't been nuttin' but bad.

I put a tack on teacher's chair
somebody snitched on me.
I tied a knot in Susie's hair
somebody snitched on me.
I did a dance on Mommy's plants
climbed a tree and tore my pants
Filled the sugar bowl with ants
somebody snitched on me.

So, I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas
Mommy and Daddy are mad.
I'm gettin' nuttin' for Christmas
'Cause I ain't been nuttin' but bad.

I won't be seeing Santa Claus;
Somebody snitched on me.
He won't come visit me because
Somebody snitched on me.
Next year I'll be going straight;
Next year I'll be good, just wait
I'd start now, but it's too late;
Somebody snitched on me.

So you better be good whatever you do
'Cause if you're bad, I'm warning you,
You'll get nuttin' for Christmas.

Monday, December 19, 2005

Weekend recap

We went out to the "Berg" on Friday night and tried to drink the world. The place was packed with Holiday revelers. Stayed till close, went to an after bar party, drank more, then went home and had another drink. Partied till 8am...Oy vie. Slept till 3pm Saturday. After leaving the after bar party things got fuzzy....I think we had a three way, but I'm not sure.

One thing is for sure....No more after bar parties!

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Sunday was spent baking for all our close friends for Christmas gifts.

Total baked:
6 loaves of bread
6 dozen Pecan Praline mini muffins
2 Apple crumb pies

And now I'm done for the season.

Friday, December 16, 2005

Good news and the Peppermint spray from Hell

First of all got some good news this week. We're going to be able to stay at our timeshare down in New Orleans. Not our 1 bedroom unit but the main floor effeciency, which is fine by us. Everyone thinks were crazy for going down there, but we don't care, it will feel good to help out their economy by spending money. Plus we'd rather spend the Holidays in a moldy city than up to our ass's in this fucking snow.

My God, we got so much fucking snow yesterday. I shoveled and snow blowed twice and by the time I got done I was too fucking tired to go to work. I got a letter from RCI (the timeshare trading co.) and their giving us a bonus week because of all the trouble with the hurricanes and all. So I think we're going to try and use it in NYC this coming year and stay at The Manhattan Club if they have an opening....sounds fancy.

One thing you all don't know about me is that I'm a garbage picker. I prefer recycler but what ever. It's now illegal at work to garbage pick but before it was I found a small bottle of peppermint spray for the bath. The directions on it read, "Spray into the steam of your shower". Well at the time I found it I sprayed it and WOW! was the shit potent. One little wiff and my sinus's opened up like they never have before. Well I took it home and Scooby and I used it as directed. What it didn't say was don't get it on your skin cuz it burns like a muther fucker.

I got it on me and it immediately disovled the soap bubbles on my arm. For hours after my arm felt all warm and tingely. We learned quickly that one spray was all you needed and preferably spray it over the shower curtain so it just got into the steam in the bathroom not in the shower.

What we failed to do was warn guest's.....

Our friend "K" hangs out with us and often crashes on our couch. Well he took a shower one morning and I was in the kitchen making coffee ect. and I started to smell the peppermint spray, but by that time it was too late. I figured, well he's not screaming so I guess he's ok. After his shower he came out and said WOW what the Hell is up with that spray. I apoligized then for not warning completely slipped my mind. He then admitted that he sprayed it like 5 times in a row and then cowered in the bottom of the shower until it was gone. OUCH! He said that he learned a lesson and will never again use other people's bath products.

Today I took a shower and sprayed the stuff over the curtain like we have learned to do. Then after my shower I threw the towel that was on the floor over the tub and sat on it while I trimmed my nails. All of a sudden my ass was on fire. I thinking what the fuck, what the fuck, why is my ass on fire. Then it came to me that I sprayed the peppermint spray over the shower curtain and it directly fell onto the towel which I then sat on. I'll be God dammed... I tried to wash it off with a wet wash cloth...nadda. I then danced around the kitchen not knowing what to do as my ass tingled and burned. Scooby then recommened that I try some baby powder, cuz it's absorbent. Thank god it worked cuz it felt like it was burning me a new asshole....

Thursday, December 15, 2005

Half nekkid Thursday

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I recently ran across RJ's blog What the... and he had half naked Thursday. So I thought I'd participate. Here's a pic of me taken today. Not as hot as the ones below that were taken 10 yrs ago I'm afraid.

Time has a way of doing things like that...

Tuesday, December 13, 2005

All I want for Christmas is a new douche bag...

Did I miss something....did douche bags become illegal in this country with out me knowing?

I've been looking all over the place for a new hot water bottle with the douche/enema attachments and can't find one anywhere. Went to a couple of Walgreens, a Rite Aid, and Kmart. Kmart came the closest with a hot water bottle but no attachments.


Is it against the law to douche anymore or what? Obviously several people must of shoved too much water up their holes and sued or something.... But why should the rest of us go with out, just put a warning label on the son of a bitch like everything else for fucks sake.

Or maybe...just maybe its the "IT" Christmas present of 2005 and everyone is just sold out.

Is there a black market for douche bottles?....The search is on .

Translation Tuesday

Right Wing Conservative: Just fancy words that actually mean "NAZI".

Monday, December 12, 2005

Oy what a weekend

Saturday was my family Christmas gathering, which went well. Started at 11am and we were done and everyone was on their way home by 4pm. We don't mess around... During the party my sister said, "Hey Mike why don't you tell everyone what's going on with your timeshare." Fuck why don't ya just stab me now. I don't know why it is, but my family really gets a kick when another one is down. I really didn't want to discuss it since everyone thought I was stupid to buy it in the first place. I ended up saying that it looks like we are going to be able to stay there, which is possibly true, we just haven't heard back yet. Today I recieved a letter from the timeshare organization that our timeshare belongs to and they're giving me a bonus week for $199., wish I'd of known that Saturday.

Got home and Sugar Daddy arrived by about 6pm bringing gifts. This year we got T-shirts, mine has a squirrel on the front and says "I'd like to hide my your mouth." Which is funny but totally not me, I don't like having my nuts sucked on, they're very sensative, thank you very much. Scooby's shirt says, "The only job I want is a blow job" which suits him perfectly.

By the time SD showed up I had already had most of a 40 oz. beer and he brought us a bottle of Jim Beam for Scooby and a bottle of Skyy vodka for me. Note: I should never make drinks after I've started drinking, cuz I end up making them too strong. Needless to say I made myself a couple of vodka cocktails and a within a few hours I was laying on the bathroom floor barfing my guts out. Poor SD didn't even get a blow job. Oops... If I'd of had dinner I probably wouldn't of got so shitfaced...

I haven't said anything but since my Dr. recommened that I lower my cholesteral through diet, I've lost around 20 lbs. and I wasn't over weight to begin with. I took a couple of pics of myself a week ago and thought god I'm thin.. too thin. As I was laying there in my underwear on the bathroom floor getting sick and feeling like shit, and looking all frail and skinny it scared me. I don't feel invincable anymore.

Sunday we had a hotdog party. I bought a hotdog steamer on ebay for $25 bucks a few weeks ago so we invited our friends over for hotdogs and nachos. Needless to say, I only had two drinks that day, 1 large glass of beer and then 1 vodka and tomato juice. We had a great time and everyone loved the steamer. Can't wait till we can use it for our 4th of July party.

Thursday, December 08, 2005

My gayest Christmas Decoration

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Minerva dressed in her Christmas attire.

This is my gayest Christmas decoration. What's yours?

Wednesday, December 07, 2005


"However mean your life is, meet it and live it; do not shun it and call it hard names. It is not so bad as you are. It looks poorest when you are richest. The fault-finder will find faults even in paradise. Love your life, poor as it is. You may perhaps have some pleasant, thrilling, glorious hours, even in a poorhouse."
Henry David Thoreau

I ran across this quote today. I had cut it out some time ago and saved it. It always gives me a good perspective on life.

Tuesday, December 06, 2005

How fucking FEMA ruined my vacation

For the last 4 yrs. Scooby and I have spent Christmas/New Years down in New Orleans. For three of those years we stayed at this little rundown hole in the wall hotel cuz it was the what we could afford. The beds were old with springs that might jab ya and several of the people that stayed there were kinda scary, but for 650. a week we at least had a place to crash. Upon check in they would give you the list of rules.

1. You must be clothed outside of your room.
2. It was 10 bucks per person if you had visitors.
3. Leave the key to your room at the front desk when you go out.
4. No smoking in the hallways, but once your in your room you can smoke like a broken toaster.

Last year I finally bought a timeshare down there. For a few grand we got a one bedroom apartment with full kitchen, off street gated parking in a grand old Mansion. Yearly maintenance fee for our week is 300.. Thats a big Fuck Yes! We stayed for the first time last year and it was fabulous, we actually had a fucking living room to hang out in and a place to store and cook food.

Well we call down there after the hurricanes and the elderly couple that run it are still in Atlanta but they tell us that we can still stay but we might not have phone and cable, no problem. We just want to go down and show our support of the city. We call back and are told that...well there is some ceiling damage to some of the apartments. Ok, its three floors and ours is on the second floor it shouldn't be too bad. Now were told that FEMA is staying there and we probably won't be able to stay this year. So we check into trading timeshares, cuz that's what timeshares is all about and find out that ours is considered closed and because of that its unlikely we can trade.

WTF!!! So I have over two weeks off over the Christmas holiday and no fucking place to go. I watched "Ellen" the other day when Harry Connick Jr. was on and he said that NOLA really needs the tourism to keep it afloat. Why the fuck is FEMA staying at our timeshare when the town is filled with grand hotels they can stay at. We look forward to this vacation all fucking year and we were really looking forward to going down and helping out the economy by spending fucking money.

Well FUCK YOU FEMA! Haven't you done enough damage you stupid muther fuckers...

Praline Mini Muffins

Praline Mini Muffins Posted by Picasa

1 cup packed brown sugar
1 cup chopped pecans
1/2 cup flour
3/4 cup melted butter
2 eggs beaten

Mix all of the ingredients together in a bowl. Spoon into miniature muffin pan. Bake for 20 minutes at 350 degrees. makes 24

OMG! These muffins are the fucking greatest!

Monday, December 05, 2005

Paranoia self distroya

Some major shit is going on with the computers at work. The first two I tried to use didn't have any icons in order to get online. Now I can't view my blog page. All I get is "The page cannot be displayed". So much for catching up on everyone's blog. SHIT! I don't know if its just the computers fucking up or maybe they did something to them to keep me from using them.

I've been becoming kind of a site meter whore. My hits are going up but most visitors are on for about 0 seconds. One reader is on alot, then I discovered that it was coming from a computer at work but at a location in another part of the state. We do have locations all around the country plus people can have work hook up at home, but it's making me a little uneasy. Maybe I'm paranoid.

So if anyone at work is listening: I get my work done, in fact I do a dam good job. Because of my medications I have chronic fatigue and I have to take alot of breaks in order to function. I spend these breaks online writing in my journal/blog and reading others blogs/ MSN news ect.. If I couldn't take my breaks online, I'd just be sitting in a chair staring at the walls.

So if I'm not paranoid and this is becoming a problem then please let me know.

Anyway if I'm not commenting on peoples blogs much, its because I don't have access. I don't have alot of time at home to be online cuz, well I work fifty million jobs just to make ends meet. Lets hope I'm just being paranoid....

Thursday, December 01, 2005

The smart shopper

Got up this morning at dawn's crack to head into Saginaw. First stop was to get my bloodwork done since I have a Doctors appt. in a couple of weeks. Had a handsome furry bearded guy take my blood. Normally its all women so this was a very pleasant change. Then I got to my house cleaning job on schedule at 8:45am. Cleaned and then headed to Old Navy cuz I wanted to check out the coats that I'd seen online for $39..

I was looking for a new winter coat for work cuz I've been wearing the one that I have now years. Yes folks 22 yrs. my parents bought it for me when we first moved back to Michigan right before I started 11th grade. Now how sad is that. But it was a good warm coat that covered my ass. I absolutely hate coats that you can't raise your arms in without getting a freezing cold blast of air on your back.

Anyway, got to Old Navy and found the winter coats. Reversible, machine washable, and black, with at least four pockets, that's just what I need I'll take it. While I was there I decided to browse around and found the 75% off rack. YEE HAA! Ended up buying three T-shirts, one long sleeve shirt, a pair of shorts and the winter coat all for $50 bucks! FUCK YES! As Emeril would say BAM!

I normally hate to shop, but its days like today that make me one happy shopper...

Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Riding in cars with my father

So I get to my dad's this morning and he announces that he's taking me out for lunch today. YES! Oh and we also have to stop at two cemeteries. First one to place a grave blanket on his parents grave then the next to hang a wreath on my mothers. No problem. Oh and we have to stop at the store to pick up frozen bread dough. No problem again cuz I need to pick up cup inserts for my mini muffin pan.

We get half way to the first cemetery and my dad says, "Oh I forgot to put on my seat belt". So he buckles up as we continue on. Get to the first cemetery and attach and grave blanket to the ground next to my grandparents grave, collect the faded summer flowers. We get back in the car and this car is hauling ass through the cemetery and heading right for us. I get a little panicky, then the car swerves around us and stops. It was my cousin and her husband just checking to see if anything was put on the grave yet. We chat then head out for lunch. On the way he notices that one of his zip ties to attach mom's wreath has fell in between the seats. He starts fusing and I tell him not to worry about it, I'll get it when we get to the restaurant.

Get to the restaurant and he says, "I forgot to put on my seat belt again, you gotta make sure I do that." Note to self: Don't start car ever again until you make sure dad is belted in. Then he grabs the zip ties that didn't fall in between the seats and raises his hand up, nearly poking my eyes out with the zip ties in his hand. I find the ones that have fallen, and we go eat. After lunch we then head for the grocery store. Get the bread dough but they don't have the mini muffin cups. Do they even make them? Scooby insist's that they do, but I have my doubts.

Head to the last cemetery and hook up the wreath and then head back home. I'm reconsidering switching to marinol, or at least not taking it on days I visit my father. I really need to have my wits about me. I couldn't remember to tell him to fasten his seat belt and also couldn't remember what he needed at the store. We were like two little old men stumbling through life.

Monday, November 28, 2005

Never mix, never worry?

Friday morning I started drinking coffee and Irish creme. Then by around 3pm I switched to beer and bloody mary's. We sat around that evening drinking until we decided to head over to Thurston's and bug him for awhile. Once there we drank a bottle of wine and more beer with shots of whisky thrown in for good measure while Thurston played his records. By the end of the evening I kept falling out of my chair. Note: I was sitting in a desk type chair with wheels which I kept spinning around the room in, until I would fall over. I must have fallen several times cuz they quit picking me up and just left me on the floor. I was told the next day that as I laid on the floor that I was either disco dancing or trying to make snow angles, or a combo of both.

At least Thurston's got a clean floor now...

Sometime during all this falling down I smashed the hell out of my right index finger. Sliced it close along the nail and cuticle and the edge of my nail was all ripped and jagged like it had been knawed on. And I don't bit my nails... Didn't even realize it till I was bleeding all over the place.

Why is it I only had 4 beers the night before Thanksgiving and I had a headache the entire next day. But Friday I practically drink myself to death and Saturday I feel fine. I don't understand that.

Went to see the first showing of "Rent" today. Scooby and I and one other guy had the entire theatre to ourselves. Just the way I like it. The movie was fabulous! I got kinda weepy through out the movie.

Think I'm gonna stop the Zoloft by next week. Gonna start taking my Marinol on a regular basis instead. On it, I'm so much more "with it" and motivated to work, plus shit don't bother me. It gives me an "eh fuck it" kinda of attitude about the things that bother me that I have no control over. We'll see...

Friday, November 25, 2005

Pre Turkey Day stuffing and Holiday recap

Ok so Wednesday night at work I start to get a cold sore. Fuckin Great. Luckily I always carry L-Lysine with me so I start to overdose on that to kick Mr. Cold Sore in the ass and kill him before he becomes Mt. St. Helens. I get home and have a few beers and decide what the hell lets try to get cleaned up so Scooby can fuck my hungry ass. (note: getting "cleaned up" lately has been a real challenge, after the second bottle of water and the toys are still coming out with a chocolate dollop on the end it's just time to give up) Amazingly enough I got my kitty clean, Praise Jeebus. So needless to say Wednesday night I got my ass reemed but good. Have decided that doggie style is my best position since I can drink a beer, smoke a cigar, and hit on the poppers at will. We ended up fucking till about 2:30am, I considered calling in a fuck bud to join, but decided it was a little to late to be calling.

Scooby woke me up the next morning at 7fucking:30am wanting more of my ass, but I just couldn't do it. First of all 10 hrs of work and then only 5 hrs. of sleep = one cranky bitch. Second, he packed me with enough air the night before that I felt like Violet Beauregard as she was turning into the blueberry. I didn't dare fart in bed without blowing the bf's load from the night before all over the sheets. It was time to feed the cat so I got up did that and then tried to get rid of all the air in the lines.

Turned on the TV, only to hear the "Today" show predict a foot of snow for Michigan for the day. FUCK!

"So if there's no place to go...Let it snow, Let it snow, let it snow."

Well I do have someplace to go...SO STOP FUCKING SNOWING!
Still not feeling all that great I went back to bed and let Scooby at least fuck my ass crack till he filled it with his hot man goo. We then got up and started watching the Macy's Thankgiving Day Parade which always makes me a little nostalgic. The first thing I saw was a bunch of kids singing with a choreographed number and all. They were great until I listened to the words of their song. "I'm thankful for my cell phone", "I'm thankful for my computer password" blah blah blah.....WTF Welcome to the United States of Shallowness and Greed. Who ever wrote that song should be slapped right out of their Dolce & Gabbana's. The rest of the parade was cool though so I regress. Luckily the snow stopped and we were able to trek the 30 miles to my sisters place for dinner.

So now I sit drinking my Irish creme and coffee and am getting ready to veg infront of the TV. Anyway Happy Black Friday to all you shopaholics.

Wednesday, November 23, 2005

Hobble Hobble....Happy Turkey day!

We are getting our 3rd snowfall and it isn't even Thanksgiving yet. This is not a good sign. Me thinks we are gonna get slammed this winter. We've got at least a couple of inches so far and I didn't bring my boots to work and my left tennis shoe has a hole in the heal. SHIT! So for the rest of the evening I'll be hobbling around when outside trying not to get my left heal wet so I don't end up with a soaker.
God I love winter....

Tonight is my last night of work for the week. YEA! And I'm all set for the time off, got my 30 pack of Milwaukee's Best and a fifth of Carolan's Irish creme for my morning coffee. Carolan's IC is 1/2 the price of Bailey's and just as good, or at least my pickled liver can't tell the difference. Tomorrow we will head to my sisters for Thanksgiving dinner. But before that I plan on watching the Macy's parade, this is one of my favorite things to do. After dinner we plan on watching "Christmas with the Cranks". Then after eating pie we're heading home and I'm gonna get drunk. Wee ha!

Here's a list of things I'm thankful for:

1. Our health
2. Scooby
3. Family and friends
4. Our kitty Mr. Puddyson
5. Food on our table
6. A roof over our heads
7. My job
8. Hot handsome men
9. Guys who love to have their cock sucked.
10. My car

Hope everyone has a Happy Thanksgiving!

Tuesday, November 22, 2005

The wake up call

I haven't said much about this and have probably just been living in denial, but Scooby, the love of my life, hasn't been on meds for a year and 1/2. He has problems dealing with all the red tape that it takes when you don't have health insurance and "Family Independent Agency" keeps screwing up his application. He finally just said "fuck it I'm taking a break from meds, doctors, labs, sitting at FIA."

Life for me is overwhelming, being poz with a fulltime job, 3 house cleaning jobs, plus cleaning our house, laundry, cooking, yardwork, ect.. I'm exhausted and felt "My plate is full, and that I did enough in this relationship, I'm not gonna drag him to FIA also." I've been watching this disease for along time and know that people who don't take meds are basically here one day and gone the next. Like I said...denial.

Losing Angreeblkcub was a real wake up call for me. I'm now gonna nag Scooby until he gets his application filled out and if I have to I'll drag his ass down to FIA by his pubes. I've already expressed my concern with him, louder now than in the past, that I want to grow old with him, dammit. So as Cher said in Moonstruck "Snap out of it", with out the slap across the face, that is.

In other news....This weekend "K" and his new beau asked us to go to Bronners in Frankenmuth with them on Sunday. Bronners is one of, if not the biggest Christmas store. I was told one time that they actually supply Hollywood with all the Christmas crap for their movies, but that might of been someone just blowing smoke up my ass....I dunno. Anyway we went there and checked out all the stuff they have. Then went to a couple of specialty stores, one for cheese, the other for fudge. I bought myself a chocolate truffle at each, YUM! Did I mention that I love chocolate truffles.

After all the running around Scooby was getting hungry so I suggested we stop at "Tiffany's" which is this pub/restaurant in Frankenmuth with about a gazzion Tiffany light fixtures. We ordered some snacks and a pitcher of beer. They were having "Industry night" for all the local workers in uniform....$4 pitchers of beer. That got our conversation going on how expensive it is to go to gay bars and why don't they have an Industry night. Pitchers at the little gay pub we go to are 6.50 and they never have specials. On the other hand all the straight bars down the street from my place are always having Draft Pitcher specials for $4 bucks. We drink our pitcher and eat our snacks (note: I say snacks cuz I can't spell Hors'Durvs...see) anyway we get the check and the pitcher of beer was 7.00. I immediately start laughing my ass off cuz its more expensive than the "Berg" after we just got done bitching about how expensive gay bars are and "Tiffany's" is a straight establishment, granted a straight yuppy establishment.

Anyway we had a good time and I'm glad they invited us to tag along. It was just the pick me up that I needed since I had just found out about Angreeblkcub that morning. Wake up call #2 is that life is too short and I gotta stop focusing on shit in my past and everything else that I have no control over. I'm gonna move on and have some fun....

Sunday, November 20, 2005

Farewell my friend

Pardon me while I fight back the tears for this post. I just got devastating news from Drink More that Angreeblkcub from No, Dirty Kitty...No!! passed away. He was just finishing up school and getting ready to start his life. I'm both sad and angry that his life was cut so short. He was a great person who had everything going for him.

Even though I've only known you online for little over a year, you left a lasting impression on me that I will cherish for the rest of my life. Take care and I'll see ya on the flipside.

We will miss you deeply Gerald.


I wish I could express myself better. I just went to "into the frey" and Michael did a beautiful post for Gerald, and said all the things that I'm at a loss for.

Thursday, November 17, 2005


Well it had to happen eventually. It started to snow yesterday. Just light flurries, but snow just the same. By the time I came home from work it had stopped, leaving only a light dusting on a few plants and piles of leaves. This morning I got up and the light dusting had multiplied to every square inch of ground. I dread being cooped up in the house for the next 5 months. Maybe the first good snow fall we'll get drunk and go sledding on the bridge approach behind the house. It could happen...

Wednesday, November 16, 2005

All in a day

This morning I got up at 8:30am.
Fed Mr. Puddyson our 19 lb. cat.
Raked 4 bags of leaves.
Ran down to the park and fed the ducks.
Went to Walgreens to pick up tomato sauce for my father that was on sale, but were out off. no surprise...
Ran over to Rite Aid and picked up 4 boxes of Smart Start cereal (my favorite) for myself since it was onsale 2 for 5 bucks. YEA!
Cursed at a few rich people driving their Hummer's on the way home.
Gathered up the trash and put it out in the dumpster.
Cleaned the litter box.
Watched "Ellen" at 10am.
Called a friend at 11am.
Spray painted more gourds.
Cut my hair and trimmed my beard.
Took a shower.
Went to visit above friend.
Hung out and drank coffee and watched a recent "Will and Grace" and ate wonderful homemade soup.
Came home got online to check email.
Watched a bit of porn and had a wank.
Then headed out to work at 3:30pm.

Boring as it may be that was my day, at least I got a buttload of shit accomplished.

How was yours?

Tuesday, November 15, 2005

Crafty Crafterson

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These are a few of the gourds I grew at my dads house a few years ago. Normally I just sand them, polyeurathane em, throw a perch on and wha la...a birdhouse. I'm been selling them throughout summer in the Art Gallery I clean for. The Gallery director asked me to do something with a holiday theme, so wha la...snowmen birdhouses. You can't really see it but the top button on them is actually the hole where the bird can get in. You also can't see that they're covered in white glitter.

Monday, November 14, 2005

How to drive in Michigan 101

First of all, yes I am from Michigan but when I was a teenager and taking drivers training I lived in Tucson, AZ and took it there. Thank God, cuz this is how I can only imagine drivers training goes in Michigan.

Highway driving 101

1. Don't EVER use your cruise control. You must speed up and slow down constantly.
2. Always speed around other cars, then once your infront of them slow down so they have to pass you. This keeps the driving experience lively and interesting.
3. Stay in the left lane if you drive slower than the speed limit. In all other states this lane is called "The passing lane" and its used for faster traffic. In Michigan it's just the opposite and it's called "The Idiot lane".
4. Always try and cause other people to get into accidents.
5. Drive as fast as you want. Speed limits are for the lame. And besides there's no cops around to give you a ticket. Drive 100 mph if you want.
6. Never look before you change lanes. If you run someone off the road, that's their problem.
7. If there is a semi in front of you and there are a lot of faster traffic coming up on you. Pass the semi and while your passing slow down in order to make everyone else slow down also. The bigger traffic backups you create the better.
8. Stay in the idiot lane (Left lane) until your exit then cut everyone off making them slam on their brakes.
9. If carrying stuff in the back of your pickup, DON'T tie it down, just let the shit fall out. This makes the people behind you better drivers as their swerving to miss your road trash.
10. Do not pay attention to your driving. Driving is for multi-tasking, so go ahead and talk on your cell phone, read the newspaper or catch up on that novel you've been reading.

City driving 101

1. Ignore "One Way" signs on streets. They're for people who have a lot of time on there hands.
2. See #4 above.
3. See #5 above.
4. See #6 above.
5. Its ok to drive in the middle turn lane as long as your going to be turning eventually.
6. Its also ok to use the middle turn lane to merge into heavy traffic. Just continue to drive in the turn lane until you can squeeze into the regular lane, fuck the people who actually want to use this lane to turn off of the road.
7. If you wear makeup, you must put it on while you drive. Make sure to be using your cell phone at the same time and tailgate the person infront of you. See # 10 above.
8. On Sesame Street they teach you that a yellow light means wait. FUCK THAT!
9. If you stop for a red light, your just a big fuckin sissy.
10. Its ok for at least 5-10 cars to turn after your turn arrow light has expired.

Thanks to all the crappy drivers for making this blog entry possible. If you do the majority of these things, you should be shot....

Thursday, November 10, 2005

Why I don't garden in the front yard on a weekday

Just to get you up to speed, I live on a busy corner with a stop light. Several years ago I was out in the front yard on my hands and knees pulling weeds out of one of my planting beds with my back facing the road. I was wearing an old t-shirt that had shrunk and didn't overlap my shorts.

A school bus full of elementary school kids pulls up and stops at the light in front of the house. Its a warm day and they have all the windows down on the bus. All of a sudden I hear one of the kids loudly say in a sing song type way,

"I can see your butt crack".

I turn around just as the entire bus load of kids start hilariously laughing and pointing at me. I wave and luckily the light turns green and the bus takes off.

And that is why I no longer garden in the front yard on a weekday.

Weekend pics

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Here's a couple of pics of a windmill on our friends farm.

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Wednesday, November 09, 2005


Saturday we went to Mt. Pleasant to visit a friend. On the way we stopped at a Army surplus store to check shit out. Scooby made the mistake of mentioning New Orleans and the guy running the place of course had his opinion. It went like this:

Guy: Those people are stupid for living down there. It's under sea level, they should just scrap that town.
Me: (Sarcastically) While their at it they might as well make everyone leave Florida and California also. With all the Hurricanes, mudslides and earthquakes its all a wasteland. And its only gonna get worse....
Guy: Global warming?
Me: Yeah, they keep chopping down all the rain forest, and we're gonna pay for it in the long run.

That shut him up... Even though I was kinda pissed I did buy a camo t-shirt since it was only 10 bucks.

We had a great dinner at our friends place. He lives out in the country on his grandparents farm. I took pics of his windmill. It was cloudy though, so they didn't turn out to great. After dinner and a couple of hours of "What's Happening" marathon, Scooby was falling asleep so we headed out....into the worst torrential rain storm I've ever driven in. It got so bad that I really should have pulled over, but I couldn't find the side of the road and was worried that we would be rear ended if we stopped. So I continued on and the rain got worse and worse, but we did eventually make it home.

Other than that life's been a complete bore. Got the house pretty much ready for winter. I need to go out and rake up some leaves, fun fun. We went out and picked up 12 more sheets of drywall, more fun fun. Hopefully that will be enough to finish the attic, around the front door and the last wall of our bedroom.

Been working on my bird house gourds to get some ready to sell at the Gallery. They want them to have some kind of Holiday motif so I'm gonna paint them up like snowmen. Don't know as of yet how there going to turn out. I've been having to run all over the Tri-Cities to craft stores for supplies. It's been kind of a pain in the ass, so they better fuckin sell.

Friday, November 04, 2005


Tuesday was our friend "K"s birthday. We had all planned on going out to the Berg for drinks after I got out of work at midnight. By 10pm I started doing project work and lost track of time and before I knew it my pager started going was Scooby wondering where I was was 12:30. Yikes! So I fly home and Scooby and "K" are sitting there and I say "come on its 1am if we're going to go out we gotta go".

Then I'm informed that we have to go pick up Thurston, so we fly across town pick up Thurston. Then Scooby forgot his wallet, so we go back home pick up his wallet, then fly into Saginaw and finally get to the Berg around 1:45am...whew. We drink to our hearts content celebrating "K"s birthday and head out at 2:30am only to find my car reeking of gasoline.

OH shit I forgot I had a can of gas in the trunk of my car. I open the trunk and there is the can of gas laying there upside down. Luckily I had a plastic tarp in the back also which helped keep the gas from totally soaking in everywhere. We toss the tarp and the cardboard boxes that I was going to recycle and head home. The inside of the car totally reeking of gas, Scooby rolled down his window and stuck his head out for air. All the while "K" and I are commenting on how the gas smell is turning us on. I don't know what it is but I love the smell of a garage and gasoline.

On our trip home we joke about how much gas fumes it would take to become aphixiated except that I mispronounce it as afisticated. We all laugh and decide that it should be a new word if it isn't already.

afisticated: One who's been fisted so much, that they can no longer hold their mud.

I'm so fucking sick...

Not that I would know about those things personally, I have yet to perform as a puppet....

Note: Giving credit where it is due, I got the "hold their mud" reference from Chad Fox at "Stop touching my food". I actually read it first on Daigle's blog "Salty Sea Stories", who was quoting Chad.

Tuesday, November 01, 2005

Party details, the new neighbor and Devils night

I think I mentioned that our Halloween party went well. Everyone, ok most everyone had a great time. From what I can remember, no one flirted with me this time, dam but oh well. We we're planning on having "Rocky Horror Picture Show" playing on the TV's all night, but the DVD I ordered hadn't yet arrived, and our vhs tape crapped out early in the evening. We were also going to put various party music together but for some reason after burning the compilation, the songs would skip. Luckily one of our friends brought some great music CD's.

We didn't realize when we invited Murphy that he was the one that infected our other friend "David" with HIV 4-5 yrs ago, when David was only 17. No wonder Murphy has such bad luck and most deserving also. Karma will bite you in the ass everytime! When I found this out, it made me sick. I can't believe he'd do such a despicable thing. Needless to say we haven't seen him since, now that he knows that we're friends with David.

We had an unexpected guest, our new neighbor. He's big and solid like a football player and gay! YES! For the following week I fantasized about how I could run over to his house and be rode by this big ole man. Only to find out later, that it was his grandparents that bought the house, not him, and that he's only 18. His three siblings and 2 cousins also live there. 3 adults and 5 kids...oy vie. He dropped by last Saturday and we took him to another Halloween party that night. He then stopped by Sunday evening, and twice on Monday. When he left Monday he said, see ya tomorrow, and we told him we had to work, so he said, "See ya Wednesday then." Um, ok we like having friends over, but not everyday. Help! Does anyone have any suggestions. I don't want to hurt his feelings, but I also don't want company everyday. My sanity is at risk...

Devils night

Sunday we made plans with this horse hung guy that lives up north. Luckily our company left with out having to be asked and a half hour later our date showed up. Needless to say we spent Devils night being very naughty. He took turns pounding the hell out of Scooby and I's asses, leaving us stretched, sore and very happy...

Tuesday, October 25, 2005


OMG I'm so fuckin tired. I was sleeping better until a couple of days before the party. It was probably preparty anxiety. With that and clean up afterward I'm dragging major ass.

We had several people at our party that had masks on and I still don't know who they were. I always find that funny, and yet I'm kinda at a loss for words with people that I can't see their face. Must be a backroom/bathhouse thing for me, but when I don't see their face or their cock then I'm stuck in limbo.

I know I've promised pics of my new tatt and will try and post tomorrow maybe even with pics of myself also face included with out Halloween makeup...gasp. I just need to get Scooby to take a few pics tomorrow morning before he goes to work. I promised a certain blogger that if he didn't break his diet and eat a whole pizza that I'd send him a naked pic of myself. He didn't so I'm gonna hold to my promise and send him a pic tomorrow also.

Lately Home Depot has been working Scooby on Wednesdays. So tomorrow is "ME" day and I'm gonna just lay around and post a few pics before I go to work. I'm so whipped this week I didn't even plan a date for tomorrow. When I'm to tired to suck cock, beware Hell might just freeze over.....

Monday, October 24, 2005

The event

The party went great! We should have had a bigger keg cuz we ended up running out and the the drink machine followed suit shortly after. Below are a pic of our friend Jim and Scooby and the one below that is me. Enjoy.. Gotta go to work soon and am gonna try and get some booty action before I have to split. So I'm outta here. Will try and blog more tonight. Later

I'm back. I managed to have time to get cleaned up and let Scooby bang my bootie for a little while before I had to leave for work. So we're both happy campers. I wish I'd of taken more than just a couple of pics at the party, but once things get going I'm just to busy to keep track of our camera. DAM.... Alot of people dressed up too. Excellent crowd of people. The food went over well, dam they majorly scarfed my taco salad. I had just enough for me a serving at the end of the night. The party flew by and I wish it could of lasted longer/forever.

Now I'm back to work trying to get back into the tedious swing of things. Waaaaaaa......

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Me Halloween 2005. No one flirted with me at the party this year. I must have looked too intimidating.

Friday, October 21, 2005

Halloween party rule # 1

Rule # 1. Do not take any vicodin if its offered at this years Halloween party.

I sure as hell don't want a repeat of last years party. If ya'll don't remember I had a migraine last year, started drinking then took a vicodin. Drunk me then didn't realize the ramifications of the mixture and took another vicodin. Leading to me passing out in the upstairs bedroom after the first hour of the party. Missing the entire fucking thing....after all that planning.

It ain't happening this year.

Mountains out of molehillls

I've been slightly stewing about something that happened at work the other day, but wasn't going to blog about it cuz I'm trying to keep this light and happy. But fuck it I can't "Brady Bunchize" my thoughts to make everyone comfy and happy, its my blog damit.

Ok just to get you caught up. Being the considerate person that I am, I gave thank you cards to the two people in my building that sponsored me in the Aids Walk Michigan walk. Basically just thanking them for sponsoring me. This is the conversation that took place the other day.

Nice Lady: Hi Mike, thank you so much for the thank you card, it really made my day.
Me: You don't have to thank me, thank you for sponsoring me.
Two others that were listening to our conversation: Card? What card, for what?
Nice Lady: For giving him money for the Aids walk he did.
Others: Oh
As the others were leaving the one guy pipes up: Gee "Nice Lady" if I walk past your house will you give me money?

WTF is that suppose to mean? I didn't walk for myself. I did it for a worthy cause you cheap ass MF. I'm probably making mountains out of molehills, but it just pissed me off and hurt my feelings. By him saying that it just made me feel like he was implying that I was just scamming the people at work for money. Considering that our University we work for was built by guys who brown nosed little old rich ladies out of all their money, he's got some nerve.

There end of rant...

Thursday, October 20, 2005

Channeling Martha Stewart

I baked two pumpkin pies today for the party. It was a first for me doing pumpkin pies and I have to admit they look like they turned out pretty dam good. I also made a gram cracker crust for an apple crisp that I'll be baking Saturday morning. First time for the GC crust also, what a breeze that was.

Tomorrow I'll start cutting up veggies for the veggie tray. Then Saturday morning I've got to bake the Swedish meatballs, apple crisp, and green bean casserole, whip up the nacho cheese sauce, and make two bloody brains. The bloody brains are cream cheese cut into strips then molded back together to look like a brain then pour salsa over top. Easy and fun. I feel like I'm forgetting something...

Ah yes, taco salad...I'm making that too.

I've decided to go as Rob Zombie for Halloween. With the scary wig, plat form shoes, and creepy contacts I should be quite intimidating. hehehe.... As I was throwing the pies together this morning I said to Scooby, "God this is going to be great." And he asked, "What?", and I replied, "The party". He then said that it was good that I was feeling this way cuz usually I'm having a meltdown a day or two before the parties we host. Which is so true, but this time everything is going smoothly and I feel fanfuckingtastic....

Wednesday, October 19, 2005

New friends

I went out in the back yard this morning for some reason and noticed that someone had put a tiny fur hat on one of my cement garden angel statuaries. Then I took a closer look and it was a baby squirrel sitting quietly watching me. I said hello and went over to where I had thrown some chestnuts out to feed the wildlife and picked up a couple and tossed them to the little squirrel and told him to have some breakfast. I then went back inside and looked out a little later and the little thing was gnawing frantically on the nut trying to get in open. He finally gave up and started eating some of those propeller type things that fall from the trees.

We watched him on and off through out the morning and Scooby ended up naming him Dinky, cuz he's so small and cute. I then took some more chestnuts and smashed them open with a hammer and set them outside for Dinky to eat.

Before I went to work I gutted 6 pumpkins to get ready to carve Friday for the party on Saturday. Wanted to get them gutted today and get the mess tossed out, cuz trash goes tomorrow morning. I did manage to set some seeds aside and threw them out in the yard for Dinky or any other animal that would like a snack.

They are hiring where I work and our friend "C" went and applied this week. God it would be awesome if he got the job. It's the same shift as me and since he lives close by we could carpool. Fingers crossed.... We just started hanging out with "C" since he moved back here this year. What an awesome upbeat person. He's gotten us out of the house and doing stuff more this year then we have ever in the past. He hangs out with us most weekends, and when he's not there we kinda miss him. Most of our friends are "fuddy duddy stick in the muds" that won't do anything. "C" is definately a breath of fresh air and has changed our lives for the better.

New Friends ROCK!

Monday, October 17, 2005

The Monster Mash Bash

Sorry I didn't post any tattoo pic's this weekend. Been really busy getting ready for our Halloween party this weekend. Hope to post pics soon, I promise. I mentioned that there was another party going on the same night as ours, well the host for that party cancelled and now it looks like we'll have another 30 people planning on coming to our party. So it looks like we are going to have a huge turn out. YES!

I on the other hand have no fuckin idea of what I'm going to dress up as. Some kind of scary vampire thing, but what type I don't know. I've already done the goth and punk vampire. I've got this scary wig so I could go as a backwoods vampire. With my big platform type shoes I could be really intimidating. I don't know....

I do have army fatigues so that's always an option. I'd go as Medusa but I refuse to shave off my beard. The scary contacts would work great with that and I have all kinds of rubber snakes that I could weave into the scary wig. Argg... Maybe next year on the Medusa thing. Plus I kinda what to look sexy also. I could go as Pan from greek mythology, I still have the fur pants that I made years ago. Except that its suppose to be about 40 degrees outside, and me without a shirt, burrrr...

All I know is I gotta decide soon. The party's this Saturday for gods sake.

Thursday, October 13, 2005

Party planning

I'm totally buying to much shit for this Halloween party. This week alone I've been surfing eBay and bought Halloween party music which include most of the scary music themes plus the Monster Mash. My sister had the 45 of the Monster Mash and I played the shit out of the record when I was a kid. I also bought Rocky Horror Picture Show on DVD. We have all of our TV's in the house wired together, so it will be playing through out the house. Today I ran to 2 different Kmarts to find a total of 4 black spider web curtains. They are to cool and we will probably keep them up year around. That's just how warped we are. Oh and I almost forgot, I also ordered the Halloween music roll for our player piano from It includes the themes to "The Addams Family", "The Munsters", and "Alfred Hitchcock". Our piano is a 100 yr. old foot pump player made by the Cable Co. of Chicago. The fuckin thing is a workout and my legs feel like rocks when I get done playing a song.

On the down side, we found out that a local gay group is having a Halloween party on the same night as ours. SHIT! But its to late to change the dates, we've told to many people. Scooby talked to the host of the other party and he didn't sound all that into hosting, so we brought up the idea of co-hosting together. Don't know if it will happen or not. I joined the "gay group" this week on their online site. They have "Meet and "Greets" every so often and they happen to be having one Wednesday this week at a coffee house only a block from where I work. So I pop in about a 1/2 hour after it was suppose to start and there was nobody there. Guess it was a short meet and greet.

Who knows how our party will go. Kinda thinking about canceling the keg. The drink machine should be enough considering it holds 15 gallons of cocktails.

My back is alot better. I called the massage guy and he told me he's retired. SHIT! So I just used a heating pad which worked wonders. My tattoo is about healed and am planning on posting some pics of it and all my other tatts this weekend. Hopefully. I'm on vacation tomorrow, YEA! Hope to finish up the Halloween decorating. I can't believe how much I blogged this week, must be the zoloft is kicking it real good.

Wednesday, October 12, 2005

The return of Murphy

Our friend Murphy stopped by this weekend after a couple of years of being AWOL. He had moved down south that is until his last two crack head boyfriends sold everything he had to buy drugs, including his two dogs. We've just started referring to him as Murphy because of Murphy's Law: If anything can go wrong it will. He's got to be the most bad luck person I've ever met. To the point that I feel uncomfortable around him cuz I'm afraid some of it will rub off.

I was getting ready to go to work today when the doorbell rings. It's Murphy, the car he just bought for 100. from his cousin ran out of gas a couple of blocks from our house. So I give him the rest of a can of gas that I had used for our lawn mower. He leaves and 5 minutes later he's back, now the battery is dead. So he calls a couple of people for help and I go look for some jumper cables. He has no luck, but I do find cables and we head down the road to his car.

We try to jump his car and no luck. So I tell him that I gotta get going soon and ask if he wants help getting his car out of the street. He says yes, so I tell him that there is a parking lot around the corner that we can push it to and that it should coast down there since the road declines a bit. So I pull my car into another parking lot close by and run out to help him. First he hits the curb going around the corner then the car starts picking up speed. He's just running along side of it and I yell at him to jump in. He does but just sits in a fetal position and doesn't steer or brake. His open car door hits a car coming from the opposite direction. He them steers abit to get back in his lane, but still doesn't brake as the car continues to pick up speed. He then misses the drive to the parking lot hitting another curb. Then he cranks the steering wheel and the car then goes into the entrance to the parking lot but hits the other curb and then runs into a post. Finally stopping the car. I ask him if he's ok, he says yes. Then I tell him I gotta leave for work or I'll be late.

Good God! and I thought I wasn't very smart.... I'm honestly surprised that he didn't fall while trying to jump into the car and run over himself.

Tuesday, October 11, 2005

Just shut up and show me your cock

Did you ever run across someone that insists on disagreeing with everything and anything. We went out to the Berg last Saturday night to hand out invites to our Halloween party and ran into a guy that was at our 4th of July party. At the last party he was all groping me and everything and I was groping back and running my fingers through his furry chest. This was before I knew he had a boyfriend.

This weekend was another story. Every fucking thing that came out of my mouth he disagreed with. Normally I'd get irritated, but now that I'm on Zoloft, I just had enough and turned to Scooby and asked if he was ready to go home. We had plans to go out and have a smoke with the bartender before we left. We went outside and Mr. Disagreeable followed us out.

After finishing our smoke, the bartender went back in and Mr. D started groping the two of us, and we groped back. He unzipped us and pulled out our cocks and he pulled out his. Man did he have a nice thick cock. If I'd of been in New Orleans I probably would of dropped to my knees and popped his manhood in my mouth. But I didn't. Plus his boyfriend was inside and I don't know what kind of relationship they have. I really don't want to get caught with another man's candy in my mouth, ya know what I mean.

I just don't need that kinda drama....

Growing (older) Pains

I remember my sister telling me a story about my father and how he sneezed and threw his back out. My parents have/had always been dramatic sneezers. One time when I was a kid and we were living in a mobile home park out in Tucson, my mom sneezed so loud inside our trailer that the neighbors next door yelled, "GOD BLESS YOU" from inside their home.

Anyway, where was I. Oh yeah I threw my back out today. It's probably not considered threw out when its just an extremely tight muscle. Knotted up enough to bounce a quarter of off, right below my left shoulder blade. Man it fuckin hurts. But no I didn't do it by sneezing like my father. I did it by looking out the window, folks. Ok I may have twisted to look out the window. To look out a fucking window.... I shouldn't be in this much pain. Getting old, it ain't for sissies. Didn't Bette Davis say that?

I found a guy in the phone book that is a CMT on the other side of town. I'm definitely going to be calling him tomorrow. There is a massage therapist only a couple of blocks away, but its a woman, and if I gotta pay someone for a massage I'd rather have a guy feeling me up. I hope he's cute....

Sunday, October 09, 2005

Poison Drama

Went to work Friday and they had the back dock door open with a large flatbed truck just outside the door....running. As soon as I walked into the 8 x 14 enclosed area near the dock I got hit by the smell of exhaust fumes. I tried to escape the fumes but they were loading shit up and there wasn't anyplace to go. Plus I had to punch in, but couldn't until 2:53, and it was only 2:40. I normally try to stick around near the timeclock or else I'll forget to punch in.

By the time I was able to punch in and leave to go cash my check I wasn't feeling very good. I started to develop a migraine and was dizzy, sluggish, nauseated and couldn't think worth a shit. I first thought that if I just spend some time outside that I'd start to feel better but after an unsettling drive to the bank I decided I should go to the urgent care center.

I got there and after telling them my problem they told me they couldn't do anything for carbon monoxide poisoning, that I needed to call my employer and then immediately go to the emergency room. Called and confirmed my circumstances to my boss. Then headed for emergency. Apparently carbon monoxide poisoning is some serious shit considering that when I got there and they immediately stuck me in a wheelchair and sped me off to a room, without even signing in or anything. They hooked me up to oxygen for about an hour, took some blood to check my carbon monoxide levels. After the levels started to decrease they release me and told me to go home and rest.

That was the beginning of my weekend....How was yours?

I'm feeling much better now. Today I will probably work on our fence on the side of the house. We're extending it two more sections to expand the side yard. By doing this we'll be able to look out the one window in our computer room to a fenced in garden area instead of looking out and seeing traffic. Also we're decorating for Halloween. We've decided to have a Halloween party and we're turning our old house into a creepy spook house. God I love Halloween....

I also want to thank "D" for the email I'm glad that this blog has helped you see that being HIV doesn't mean that your sex life is over. I thought the same thing myself when I became poz. Now I'm having hot rauchy sex with all kinds of poz guys, and living out my sexual fantasy's to the fullest. I tried to email you back but it kept coming back as undeliverable. Anyway, thanks and take care...

Thursday, October 06, 2005

Slightly irked

I've been battling with myself whether I should vent/blog about this or just let it go. I've decided to vent then let go, so here we go. I'm kind of irked at a few people at work and my family for not sponsoring me in the AIDS walk.

First the people at work. Ok I didn't really expect to get much from them since it is Midland aka Agrestic (the town that "Weeds" takes place in. You know the kind of small town that refuses to acknowledge they even have gay people, let along some with HIV/AIDS. "GASP not in our town." But there are a few at work that I've gave money to. Like the lady that sells Avon, shit I've bought shit loads of stuff from her in the past, and yet I get nothing. Or there is the lady that is always selling stuff for her kids for one organization or another, which I've purchased several times. And yet again nothing. I also had a few others "say" they were going to sponsor me, but then didn't. Then I had one lady come up to me this week after the fact and ask, "Is your walk over?", me:"Yes it was this last Saturday." her: "Oh I was going to donate." I tell her no problem but in my head I'm saying, yeah right.

Then there is my family. Shit with all the weddings, graduations, births, and kids birthdays that I've shelled out money for over the years you'd think I would of got something. Nadda.... I've never asked these people for anything in the past and the one time I do ask, I get no response.

I've never really been one to consider getting married, but now I'm thinking about doing it just out of spite. Just to send out wedding announcements and see who responds back. After all the money I've shelled out to my family for all there special occasions its time I get some of that back, damit. Then the ones that don't respond I can write off. No more Christmas cards for you, you cheap ass mutherfuckers.

I'd also like to put a wedding announcement in the Midland news paper saying "That we were married in the FREE country of Canada". Just to fuck with all those self righteous assholes.

There end of I can let go.

Wednesday, October 05, 2005


This morning Scooby and I were sitting on the back porch watching Ellen and about half way through we hear a big KABOOM and then the electricity goes out. Our electricity has never gone out for more than a few seconds. The lady that use to live next door, who also worked for the city told us that our house and hers are both tied into the draw bridge, so we never loose power for more than a few seconds.

Well today was a different story.

We go outside and notice that the traffic lights aren't working either. The neighbors come out and we all look down towards where the KABOOM came from. Two blocks down the street is a power station and we all see a bit of smoke wafting up into the air. The neighbor girl calls 911 to let them know. Then we see the several city vehicles fly past heading to the power station. Then comes the fire truck.

We all then hang out in front of our houses and chit chat and continue to glance at the traffic light just waiting for a car accident to happen. Thank god, it didn't. Then about a half hour later our power is restored. We found out soon after that a squirrel got into the power station and got zapped, shorting out everything. We have two Squirrels that live in our back yard....we've named them Shirley and Rocky. I saw Shirley Squirrel later on in our bird feeder. Rocky is yet to be seen....

Tuesday, October 04, 2005


I did very well getting my tattoo this last Friday. It turned out great, I'll post some pics once its healed. It's been about 10-12 yrs. since I've gotton a tattoo and forgot about a few things. First the healing process. Granted this is the biggest tat that I've gotten to date, but I don't remember all the oozing that happens the first few days. We were planning on going out for dinner afterward but I was bleeding color down my leg and into my sock, so needless to say we went home instead.

Another thing I didn't realize was that with leg tattoos your suppose to try and stay off you leg for the first 2-3 days. Well, I didn't know that and the very next day was the AIDS Walk....oops. I managed to get through it with out any problem, and then took the rest of the day and relaxed. Then the charlie horses started to kick in Sunday and Monday. It seems that my calve decided to all tense up into shitloads of knots. Luckily by then the oozing had stopped and the tat had started to scab over a bit. I've been massaging my leg all around the tat to try and relieve the knots in my muscles which is helping a bit. It's still kind of painful to walk. I really would like to massage right where the tat is, cuz I got a big charlie horse there. Will have to wait till its healed to do that though.

Started sleeping better till I got the tat. Now I'm not cuz I'm worried about getting ink all over everything. I've laid down an old towel now under my leg just in case and it seems to help. Had to ban the cat from the bedroom for the last couple of nights so he wouldn't drag his fat belly across my leg. So he sat outside our door and sang to us starting at about 6am till I got up to feed him.

Monday I notice that my leg was swollen, so I've been keeping it elevated whenever possible. Don't know if all this is normal shit or maybe I'm just getting older or possibly the HIV thing has a bit to do with it... don't know.

Will I do it again, SHIT YEA! At least if all this shit subsides...which I'm sure it will. Funny thing is when I went in to have it done the hot scruffy tattoo guy took a look at my leg and said, "Oh, you all ready shaved" and I admitted, "No, the hair just doesn't grow on the backs of my calves anymore." What I didn't admit too was that is the main reason for getting the tattoos, to cover the bald patches on my legs.

Monday, September 26, 2005

Party, Party, War and more

Our going away party for "R" was a success. Everyone had a great least most of them did. "R" is moving in with his mom for the last few weeks before he leaves, and I made the comment at the party that if he needed to escape that he was more than welcome to come on over. Well Jimmy over heard a little bit and said, "what?". So I repeated it and I don't think he was all that happy. Jimmy who has no car or drivers license, recently lost his job and his apartment in our town and had to move in with his parents back in Saganasty aka Saginaw. Before he moved home, I got the impression that he wanted us to take him in, and that was totally out of the question. Scooby and I agreed that we could only take small doses of Jimmy and his manic behavior. Yes I've watched "Reefer Madness" and "Cocaine Fiends" but I refuse to live it...

It was decided at the party that we are going to host a Halloween party before "R" leaves. But then he stopped by today and said he's going to try and leave early cuz his mom's already driving him crazy and he hasn't even totally moved in with her yet. I'm kinda hesitant about having the party cuz we don't have alot of room since our bedroom is under construction and we've been sleeping in the livingroom for the and a half. Good God..has it been that long... I want my house back, it used to be a very cool showplace ya know. All this construction is Scooby's way of breaking me of my OCD. I guess...All I know is that I've taken alot more prescription pills since this all started.

Sunday we went to "The River of Time" in the park behind the house. I've lived here for like 15 yrs. and this is the first time I've made it down there. In fact I had nicknamed it "The River of Hell" cuz of all the cannons being shot off all weekend long. It's basically war reenactments. We witnessed the war between the red coats and I guess. I'm horrible with history, I had to ask Scooby which one was the North, blue or grey? I should have known since we are in the north and there wasn't a grey to be seen. Then we went home and watched "Ginger Snaps", which I thought was going to be something like "I'm gonna get u Sucka". Turned out it was a colonial werewolf movie. The name through me off, it was pretty cool just the same.

Wednesday we are going to a free Ebay how to, thingy hosted by the post office. Would like to get into selling our shit on Ebay instead of this yard sale fucking nonsense. I'm still not sleeping worth a shit, woke up every two hrs last night, FUCK. Then Friday I'm getting my tattoo, needless to say I'm hyped...

Friday, September 23, 2005

Hey Mr. Sandman, where the hell R U

I've decided to only take Xanax on Wednesday night to get to sleep since Thursday is the only day that I need to get up early. Last night I layed in bed what seemed like forever. I kept hearing something, thought it was the cat scouting the bedroom. It ended up being the wind blowing the piece of foam that is wedged in the window next to the air conditioner. Finally got to sleep, then Scooby came to bed and I woke up. Dam... Only got about 5 hrs. sleep. Double dam....

Woke up this morning and fucked the bf for almost an hour, nice to know the antidepressants aren't affecting me down there....yet. Banged him slow, banged him hard, banged him every which way. He likey. After a couple of cups of coffee this morning I started to feel excessively jittery, like I had too much energy. So no coffee tomorrow, think I might be getting enough stimulants with the Zoloft. Does it have stimulants? Today we packed the air conditioner away for the season. So no more rattling foam. Yea!

Tomorrow we're having a going away party for "R" who is moving to Australia to be with his bf. Lucky....At least we'll have a place to stay if we make it out there to visit. That is if there's any cash left after we finish the house, or if Scooby finds a steady job. I really envy how "R" has liquidated practically everything, wish I could do that. Even after the yard sale we still got too much shit.

Finally heard from all our friends from NOLA. All are safe, some are in northern Mississippi and Florida, most "were" in Houston. Wonder where they are now? Now that they're evacuating. I hope they can get NOLA back to some kind of normal, would like to go back down for the Holidays. But if that doesn't pan, maybe we'll take a few weeks off and take a road trip out to San Francisco in April instead of flying out for "D's" wedding. That way we can stop and visit Scooby's mommy out in Oklahoma.

Well that's about it, hope everyone has a fabulous weekend!

Thursday, September 22, 2005

Singing and a dancing

I decided a little while ago that I should probably go back on Zoloft for awhile. My Doc had put me on it last year, but after a week or two I quit. It was making me too aloof feeling and at the time we were working on tall ladders and scaffolding on the house and I didn't feel safe, so I quit. This time I'm breaking the pills in half and only half dosing. I can actually say that I'm starting to feel pretty fucking good.

Today was my Thursday morning house cleaning job and I usually drag major ass while trying to clean. Today on the other hand I was singing and dancing my way through the cleaning, like I was in a fucking musical or something. I'm also finding that I'm alot more talkative. I should of started taking the dam things several weeks ago, probably could of avoided that whole little rocky episode.

I'm also going to participate in AIDS WALK MICHIGAN this year on Oct.1. I was a little reluctant to start out, cuz I'm horrible at asking people for money, but like I said I'm feeling pretty fuckin good! I haven't done any fundraising since I was a teenager and rollerskated for Muscular Dystrophy out in Tucson. The local HIV/AIDS organization has done so much for me and Scooby, its time I give back. Anyway if anyone would like to sponsor me and make a donation email me and I'll give ya my name and you can follow the link above.

I've also decided to cut back on the smoke and weekend drinking, or at least just stick to red wine. Think it will help clear my head and get back on track so I can get off the Zoloft and Xanax down the road.

Tuesday, September 20, 2005

Weekend recap

I went to track down my tattoo artist guy Friday only to find out that he moved to Florida, years ago. Dam.. But I hit some other tattoo places and found a hottie that does great work. Two things that are most important, a good artist, and sexy too. So I'm getting work done in a couple of weeks. YEA!

Friday was busy and fun, ended up at the Berg for drinks. The couple was there that had the after bar party last month, the one that I walked home from. Their like why'd you walk home? I lied and just apologized for being bipolar. Like I'm really gonna say, "cuz I got woke up when your bf and mine were fucking around". Knowing good and well they don't have an open relationship. I'm not into starting shit unless you back me in a corner. So I let it be.

Saturday I slept most of the day. In fact I slept more that day then I have in a week. Contemplated that I should quit drinking since it just elevates my hostility towards people who give me shit and push my buttons. Didn't do anything for the b-day, other than go and pig out on Chinese buffet. Yum! Don't think it's the age thing that's bothering me so much as it is that I'm going to be 40 next year and I haven't accomplished shit in my life. Other than having a roof over my head. I'm seriously suffering from job burnout, but what else is there for me too do? If you ever see me behind a counter asking "Do ya what fries with that"....please shoot me. Can a tattoo'd poz slut be a budist monk? I swear I'd give up sex if I could get out of having to have a job.

Today was my first day back after a four day weekend. Went down to the kitchen area at work to get something to drink and said a cheery "hello" to an semi familiar lady that I've only seen a couple of times. Who silently looked right through me and continued on like I wasn't even there. It's so nice to be back.....

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

39 Forever!

Gay Canadian X Party Boy and I share a birthday. This Sunday he turns 32, I on the other hand am turning 39. I DON'T WANNA TURN 40 NEXT YEAR! It could be worse though, my brother turned 59 this year. Anyway go over and wish him a happy birthday if ya get the chance.

I'm taking Friday and Monday off. YEA! I love 4 day weekends. Friday Scooby and I are planning to go and track down the guy that did some tattoo work on me 10-12 years ago. Being the vain person that I am, I want to have the backs of my calves done to hide the bald patches where the hair won't grow anymore. Don't know if I'm going to be able to have it done then or just discussed and then come back later.

After that we're planning to go hit the second hand shops in town. Then dinner at a restaurant that a friend of ours owns. Then its off to the Four Points Sheridan to a wine tasting that another friend of ours is hosting. If we're not all tired after the wine tasting we will probably go out to the Berg for a few more drinks.

Sunday all we have planned is to go out for Chinese buffet. Oh and drink. Oh well this is my last year in my 30's...sniff. Its been a dam good 9 years. Actually age has never really effected me much. I always program myself into thinking that I'm a year older so then when I have a birthday I'm the age that I've been thinking I was all year. Kinda silly, I know...but that's me.

Wednesday, September 07, 2005

Time out

I think I'm going to take a break in blogging for a while. I spent this morning printing all my best of entries with plans to just delete this blog, but have just decided to take a bit of a break and unscramble my brain.

I've lost all hope and faith for this country. My favorite city could possibly be in ruins. And most of all I think I lost my sense of humor. My anger is turning into depression. I work constantly to try and make ends meet, and I'm tired. Everyone is spending their summer at pool parties, playing and traveling and I spend mine working like a dog.

I've spent the last week arguing and defending New Orleans to simple minded people and I'm emotionally exhausted. I'm at my happiest when I'm in New Orleans, so my game plan is to eventually sell everything, go off my HIV meds, move down there and have fun till I drop dead of AIDS.