Monday, June 30, 2008
I was noticing that there have been a fairly large amount of hits on my site lately concerning a possible coming Ice Age. I made the post in jest, but over the last couple of days, people have been showing up through queries about who would survive the coming Ice Age.
Now, what I think is interesting is people are saying we are moving toward global warming. Now, I have heard theories that global warming would spark an ice age, but I consider those theories to be quite far fetched.
But, I just think it interesting that there is so much interest in a new Ice Age.
Sunday, June 29, 2008
Well, I had my first Sunday at my new congregation. Well, it is not official yet, but it is looking like this will be my new spot. The people seem small but mighty. I hope that this will be a time of growth and discovery from both them and for me.
I did have a close call this morning. We were doing the service and ran across this part in the prayers...
L: For the people in their daily life and work;
P: For our families, friends, and neighbors, and for shoes who are alone.
All of those poor shoes who are all alone. Makes you want to cry, doesn't it?
I had been concerned about Madeline. Although she had not been throwing up, she still seemed to have a large "chunk" in her colon. We had been giving her a higher dose of medication and giving her pumpkin in hopes of getting the chunk to, uh, ...move. Well, this morning, Nick found a HUGE pile of cat droppings on the bedroom floor. And Madeline has been acting more frisky than ever! So even though we had cat manure on the floor, we now have a cat that is EMPTY!!
Otherwise, things have been going well. I have to work tomorrow and will probably have to deal with the
Well, now I am off to my gnoming!
Saturday, June 28, 2008
Nick and I went to Michigan Pride today.
It started out cloudy and rainy this morning but by the time of the parade, it was warm and sunny.
It was a lot of fun. We saw a few people we knew and I saw a person whom I work with. I was shocked because he has black hair but as his alter-ego, she has big brown hair! It was fun. We looked at the booths and Amber our dog got a lot of attention. She was resplendent in her new pride collar and leash. In fact, the person who sold it to us at Motor City Pride recognized us and then got to see Amber all gussied up!
I do have to admit that the eye candy was much better at Motor City Pride. No underwear models today. (Bummer.)
I bought a rainbow hot air balloon spinner at a booth. It was cool because I had received a totally unexpected gift from some people that I had never met before. These guys had read my letter in the newsletter from the church I had just left. They were so moved by my story and the parallels with their own live that they gave me a card and a gift with the stipulation that the gift was to be used for something I wanted. I was not to spend it on bills!
Oh, I also bought some body jewelry, but you ain't gonna get any pictures of that!!
But all in all, it was a good time. I think I got a sun burn, but a fun time was had by all!
Friday, June 27, 2008
Today I had a new challenge.
I was preparing some coffee for a lady who comes in on a regular basis. She was asking me how my parents' anniversary party was and how things were in Iowa. As I made the drink, I was talking as we are supposed to do. (It is actually part of our training to make conversation with the customer.)
Suddenly, the person at the cash register (Venti bold coffee and a shot of espresso) started saying, very rudely, "Yack, yack, yack! Why can't you just get her her coffee and quit talking!" (This guy just drives me nuts. He has a way about him that oozes, "You have to think I am cool." I find him disgusting but I smile and talk to him like I do to our other customers. We (myself and the other workers) do him a little favor since he comes by every day. We give him the extra shot we have to pull for the espresso (by policy, we do not pull only one shot, we pull two at a time. We have the discretion to give the extra shot to the customer.) and only charge him for the shot as if we were putting it into the coffee, not in a separate cup. (Fifty cents vs. $1.59))
I just about dropped over. He then said, "I want my coffee! I don't care about your undergrad school or anything else."
So I started to get his coffee and he continued to bellow. "I come here everyday! I don't want to hear you talk! I want my shot!"
By this point, I was shaking with anger. I gave him the coffee and the shots (yes, both) and didn't charge him anything. He said he wanted to pay and I told him to take his coffee and leave.
I am NOT paid enough to have to put up with treatment like that. My coworkers have also decide that if he comes in again, he will get only what he orders and pay exactly for what he orders. If he wants his shot in a separate cup, then he will pay $1.59 for it!
How can someone think that they can treat someone like that and then expect special treatment?
I really need a new job.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
Monday, June 23, 2008
I didn't mean to send her to Kitty Jesus before her time, but it was looking mighty grave. But today she is moving much better and appears to be doing better.
So we continue to give her medication and pumpkin.
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Well, I think this is it for Madeline. Not even a month later and she is again plugged up.
I would like to continue to be able to take her to the vet and have her opened, but money is just too tight. I think the last time prepared me for this eventuality. It just has to be uncomfortable for her too. She is unable to take a crap and then it oozes out of her butt. And she also throws up everything she eats. I can't justify putting her through this anymore. If I knew that she would go for a year without being plugged, I might consider it, but it has only been a month since her last "cleaning."
I love my cat, but I can't stand to see her like this.
Friday, June 20, 2008
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
It all started when the idiot neighbor came into the store. I hate how he still just pisses the hell out of me! I hate how he digs up things about being bullied that still really hit a nerve.
Well, I decided to give him a cup of coffee just to be "nice." (Yeah, right. I wanted him to wonder what I had put into his coffee and make him paranoid. I did not put ANYTHING into it. I wouldn't do that.)
I found him in the bottle return section of the store and said that I had a cup of coffee just for him and put it in the cup holder on the cart. Suddenly he came bursting out of the bottle return yelling at me for (what sounded like) "saying coffee in front of his baby!" He also then called me a few other words which I will not repeat here.
He then proceeded to complain to a supervisor that I was trying to burn his kid by placing coffee near him. Finally, he took a complaint form from 'bucks and I guess is going to complain that someone tried to give him a free cup of coffee.
It just makes me angry that throughout this whole thing, he was the bully and the asshole and we are the ones who ended up moving and having to pay to have all our utilities moved. I thought that when I became an adult that I would be free from bullies. And it makes me mad to think that he might assume that since we moved, he "won."
I find that this tends to be a pattern of behavior of mine when I feel like I have lost all control: I try to do something to show that I do have control of something. I don't want some ox of a person thinking that he has some kind of control. And what ever happened to "be kind to your elders" anyway? That may also explain the "personal adornment." I just need to do something that says that I can make a difference in the world.
I feel like I am totally stagnating at good ol' 'bucks. My view of the world has become mighty small. All I do is stand and look out at people shopping for (and eating) fruit all day.
Maybe I am trying to get fired. Who knows. I NEED a new job!!!
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Saturday, June 14, 2008
1. Type your answer to each of the questions below into Flickr Search.
2. Using only the first page of results, pick one image.
3. Copy and paste each of the URLs for the images into Big Huge Lab’s Mosaic Maker to create a mosaic of the picture answers.
1. What is your first name?
2. What is your favorite food? right now?
3. What high school did you go to?
4. What is your favorite color?
5. Who is your celebrity crush?
6. What is your favorite drink?
7. What is your dream vacation?
8. What is your favorite dessert?
9. What do you want to be when you grow up?
10. What do you love most in life?
11. What is one word that describes you?
12. What is your Flickr name?
Friday, June 13, 2008
Please tell me why so many homophobic people refer to my "life style".
I'm offended by this term.
I mean, what the hell do they think I do with my free time?
I am no different than anyone else.
I work my ass off at an unfulfilling job. I pay my bills. I pay my taxes. I do my best to keep my house in order. I try to be a good citizen. I try to be a good neighbor. I worry about the future of the planet. I recycle. I'm usually in bed by 10:00 PM. I give to charity. I help others in need. I just want to have a comforting home. I feed the cat. I visit with the elderly. I go to Mass. I work in my garden. I argue with my spouse. I support high school sports. I just want to have a few good friends who understand and appreciate me. And on the weekend, I watch a film, drink a few beers, and go to bed.
I don't have a "life style".
I have a life.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
After the brunch for my folks, we hooked up with a friend of mine from high school. Betty and I have been in plays together and have a long history. The town she was singing in was New Diggings, WI, this is an old mining town in SW Wisconsin and is a party mecca. (Becoming a gay mecca too!)
drooled over met some of the local family members and even got a photo of David.
Oh, you wanted a picture of his FACE! Sorry!
We headed home and on the way saw some dinosaurs out in the fields. I guess Juraissic Park is alive and well in Wisconsin.
We got home just before the storms broke. We saw them brewing on the horizion and as we pulled into my parents' driveway, the sirens began to blow. It was quite the storm cell, the emergency radio wouldn't finish one warning before another warning would break in. Luckily nothing was damaged.
Monday, June 09, 2008
This is (arguably) the largest letter "M"in the world. It is 241 feet high by 214 feet wide.
This is the view off the top of the "M". In some ways this also qualifies as a rest room photo. (LOL!)
And now, what you all have been waiting for.......
Thursday, June 05, 2008
Now we have Nick outside the restroom at the Ronald Reagan Home in Dixon, IL. Actually, the home is next door. We went to the gift shop where Nick bought a shirt, but we did not go through the home. Actually, I was the one who used the restroom here, but since I had the camera, Nick had to be in the pircutre.
Wednesday, June 04, 2008
Nick has met my immediate family before and all went well. This time he gets to meet the EXTENDED FAMILY!! It should still be ok, maybe a little weird.
We will be hit or miss on Internet access for the next week, so to all of our Internet friends, take care and be good to each other!!
Here are the rules:
Step One – pull out a book on the book shelf.
Step Two – go to page 123.
Step Three – read and write out the 5th sentence.
Step Four – tag 5 more people.
So, here we go!
The book is A Failure of Nerve: Leadership in the Age of the Quick Fix by Edwin Friedman.
Rejecting Decarte's famous dictum, "I think therefore I am," which is basically a philosophical understanding of existence.
So there you go.
Now, onto the tag part. Being a slow runner, I was never good at tag, it took more stealth than speed.
Lemuel at The Greedy Maelstrom
Monday, June 02, 2008
Nick is wonderful and is patient with me, but still, I feel at times like my sexuality is out of control.
This whole thing is weird; I am an adult. I should have gone through all of this stuff and now here I am at 43 years old feeling like a horny teenager.
What I wonder is how do we help gay kids to go through this at the appropriate time? I know that I am experiencing it now is because it had been so buried for so long. I had been the "good boy" and put all of my feelings to the side.
Kind of a disjointed post. I am not sure why I am typing this. Maybe there are others who have felt this way. I know that the feelings are exciting, but they are also scary.
Sunday, June 01, 2008
There were some great twinks in underwear. There were some very attractive daddies. And there were even some folks in kilts and wrestling singlets.
It was a beautiful sunny day and it was wonderful to spend time with my sweetie surrounded by family.