For those about to debate ...

For all the times that I think I'm positively insane, I see things that at least make me feel like I'm not so crazy.

Michael Vick (alias - that dog-abusing asshole) is being sued by a crazy person, who is demanding $63,000,000,000.00 billion dollars, backed by silver and gold, to be delivered by "UPS".

And apparently, the plaintiff's dogs were sold by Vick on eBay, with the proceeds "...being used to purchase missles from the Iran(sic) Government."

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This would be proof of why I'm glad that I don't have to worry about finding a girlfriend (or boyfriend, if I felt so inclined) - I don't have to worry about encountering personals ads profiles like this: Crap Match.Com Profile from a Dude

One of the best parts is that the guy is going on about how humble he is, while at the same time, showing of a rather inflated sense of self. What I'd give to think of myself that highly! ;-)

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There, now don't you feel just a bit more sane? (or, shall I say, "a little less crazy?")

Finally, have a LOLcat for reading this rambling of mine:

Dear Canadia -

I love you and your over-the-counter drugs. Where else can I get my allergy drugs for about $20 less than I'd pay through my insurance every month; muscle relaxers that work quite nicely; and the bottles of 400 mg Advil?

And I love the Canadians that I know, as they are quite awesome.

Thanks Canada.

Cheers,

- Me

Small Town Holds Annual Gay Shame Parade

Yeah ... I have a feeling that my mom, and people I used to know from church, would be there. (My mom probably knows I'm queer ... and is either okay with it, or is in severe denial.)

Right now, I'm having a hate-hate relationship with my skin.

Besides the rosacea flare-up, I'm also dealing with being itchy all over my arms, neck and a few random spots on my face. I have no clue where it came from, just that it makes me feel like taking a bath in Calamine lotion.

I'll have to wait until I get home to slather on the hydrocortisone cream and/or take a shower with the Aveeno oatmeal bath/shower gel.

In the meantime, I'm going to do what I can to keep from scratching myself all to hell.

Today, Kellie and I, along with our friends Jenny (and her girlfriend, Amber and Nikki - one of Jenny's friends), Jeska and Hadar went to brunch at a restaurant in the Lower Haight called "Kate's Kitchen". The restaurant is pretty non-descript, but there's always a crowd queued up for brunch on Sundays because the food is *really* good. The selections ran the gamut from oatmeal to French toast to corned beef hash with eggs, as well as "hush puppies", basically fried cornbread balls served with "Pooh Butter" (honey butter), shared among the group.

After brunch, it was into the Upper Haight (the Haight-Ashbury area) for shopping, where I got these excellent shoes:



My new shoes! Since the other Keds shoes that I wanted weren't available in my size ... I got these, which are just as awesome. :-)

Kind of an aside - I finished the 2nd Harry Potter book on Friday, now to start on the 3rd book! :-)

So, that's the good stuff.


The not-so-great stuff is that I'm starting to have a rosacea flare-up. I've been breaking out, my face gets flaming red at the weirdest times, and I've got a sore spot (almost like a friction spot) on the bridge of my nose, near my eye. That makes wearing my glasses a bit uncomfortable. Back to using the Metrogel and the Minocycline to clear up the break-outs.

Ah well. It happens. Not as often as it did in the past, but it's still there.

For femmequixotic and other Harry Potter fans:

Final Harry Potter Book Blasted for Containing Spoilers


For my fellow Guitar Hero geeks: Sousaphone Hero


And, for those of us that got into cheesy boy bands (Backstreet Boys, N'Sync, New Kids, ad infinitum ... not Fall Out Boy, Kellie!): No one admits to singing, writing #1 single

As many problems as I've had with religion (especially Christianity), I will say that when I heard about Revolution NYC - the church led by Jay Bakker (yes, Jim and Tammy Faye's son), I thought it sounded like a good alternative.

When I was listening to one of the sermons via iPod, I loved that the minister (Marc Brown for this one) started the sermon with "I hope you don't mind that I'm drinking a beer...". I just thought, "I Love You!"

Sure, I've tried an all-gay church (MCC), but it felt a bit exclusionary (if that's even a word) - it was never said, it just felt that way. I like that Revolution is gay-affirming (including a gay pastor) and welcoming of so many different backgrounds and opinions. Also, they support equal rights - which is also quite awesome.

And the icon? A t-shirt sold by Revolution. :-D

My birthday is coming up next week - and while in the past I was cool about getting older, this year, it just feels weird. I'm not dreading the upcoming birthday (34) - but at the same time, I'm just feeling like, "damn, I'm getting old, aren't I?"

I remember thinking that 34 was old - and here I am. Another year older, and another year of living. Granted, there's a lot of things that I haven't done, that my peers have done ... but I'm okay with that.


That's all I have to say right now. Just wanted to get that off my chest. :-)

Today, Kellie, Jenny (our friend/houseguest) and I went to Body Manipulations to get assorted ear piercings: I had a helix/orbital done; Kellie got her tragus done; and Jenny has orbital piercings in her lobes.

( These are my piercing pics )

I'm sure that I can get pics of Jenny and Kellie's piercings, to show them off, too. :-)

Edit: Here are the pictures of Jenny and Kellie's work. ( More holes in our heads! )