Archive for the ‘Goddamnit!’ Category


September 19, 2012

I need to start blogging again.  I need to write more. I need to take charge, goddamnit, and say something interesting.  Meanwhile, here is a photo of me at one with the rocks.  I am grossly fat and I hate the way I look.  I have an eating disorder.  All I eat for dinner is pizza and red wine.  It’s sorta sad but sorta predictable.  I want to be more of a person in ways other than physical.  As in, oh, you’re not fat, there’s just more of you to love.  BULLSHIT.  The fat pushes the love away.   Blah blah blah freaking blah.  But okay, here I have made a blog post.  The first in centuries.  So maybe that’s a damn start.

The King of Farts (had to post this!)

July 12, 2010

Click the lovely photo of Le Petomane for the big stink!

So true….

May 25, 2010

So very me….

May 24, 2010


May 22, 2010

Even with mistakes I like it.

May 18, 2010

WORK – Nietzsche

May 13, 2010

Childish Flaccid Threats

April 27, 2010

And people wonder why it’s so hard to take gay activism seriously these days.  Read the copy on this sophomoric “threatening” flyer created by GetEqual.  Honestly, as a completely and most seriously gay man, I have to laugh.

“We DEMAND Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell be repealed NOW or you will become a target of non-violent direct action.

Oooh, I bet the recipients are SHAKING in their shoes, afraid to eat or sleep.  Gosh, this flyer is so STRONGLY worded and sounds so SERIOUS.  What is this “non-violent direct action” – huh?  Standing across the street and wagging fingers and clucking “tsk, tsk, tsk”?  Calling mommy and saying “They’re not being fair to us!”  Get a dictionary and look up the meaning of the word “DEMAND,” kiddies.  You want “Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell” to be repealed?  Get every homo in the military to come out of the closet.  This is bloody unlikely, folks.

And the huge red (really bad font — I have to ask couldn’t these GetEqual gays find a damn graphic designer?  I mean a GOOD one?) “YOU’RE NEXT!” is just so ten-year-old on the playground pouting.  This is a completely impotent threat.  And I don’t think threats are even helpful, I mean, isn’t that just some backass form of anemic terrorism?  The whole thing reeks of having been overzealously vetted by a team of nervous nelly attorneys who don’t want anyone’s feelings to be hurt.

So someone please explain to me, what exactly is the effing point?!

Amen to that!

April 14, 2010

LOVE me some!

April 13, 2010

I did it…

February 11, 2010