I got this today forwarded from my sister... probably the cutest T-Day card i've seen!!
Happy Turkey Day!
Tuesday, October 25, 2005
Monday, October 24, 2005
T-minus 1 week and counting...
Then Mikey starts his SHITTY-ASS schedule of 3pm to Midnight.
That means I'll get to wake up to him on Saturday Morning, work at Target, hang with him at night, hang with him Sunday and then not see him again until the next Saturday.
Ick.
Ick. Ick. Ick.
Well... I guess I'll get more quality time with my games then. :)
It'll be a challenge, but only for a month!
That means I'll get to wake up to him on Saturday Morning, work at Target, hang with him at night, hang with him Sunday and then not see him again until the next Saturday.
Ick.
Ick. Ick. Ick.
Well... I guess I'll get more quality time with my games then. :)
It'll be a challenge, but only for a month!
Monday, October 17, 2005
Dude...
So, at the YMCA there is a gentleman who I refer to as 'peanuts'. I gave him this nick-name because in one of his 3 lockers he keeps 3-4 jars of dry roasted peanuts. Along with a stash of Diet Coke to refill his 44 oz. That he buys from SA.
He's in his late 50's or early 60's, about 5'11 and not in too bad of shape. I'm not sure what he does exactly, but he will spend hours sitting on the floor or sprawled out in his swim trunks working on his PDA or his laptop.
He also talks to himself. Sometimes he'll be sitting and oscillating. Odd.
Outside the steam room and sauna are rules. One of the rule is 'Do not cover the vent.'
Peanuts had taken over the steam room and in his usual manner, took a paper towel and covered the vent. When I was done with my workout, I hopped in the steam room where it was about 150 degrees! That's WAY too hot and there was no steam.. It was just hot and kinda dry.
I've learned with Peanuts that if you come in, spray down the 'steaming thingy' and actually fill the room with steam, he'll leave.
I chased him out the first time, took down the paper towel and held the door open to let some of the heat out. I reset the room so it was a LOT more tolerable and actually a steam room.
Another gentleman joined me and said that it was so 'fucking' hot in there before he had to get out. We agreed and I relaxed and inhaled some steam.
Peanuts comes back. You can tell he's upset, but he turns around (after coming into the room) and comes back a few seconds later with a papertowel in his hand.
I don't think ANYONE has ever said anything to him before because he seems a touch unstable. Today, I said something...
Smitty: Hey, no towels on the vents, dude!
Peanuts: (angrily) I want to see your ID card that says you have the authority to say that!
Smitty: Do you want me to go to the emergency phone to get someone up here who does work here?
Peanuts: Fine!
I leave the room and go call downstairs and told them the situation.
I hang up the phone and head back into the steam room. I WOULD NOT have gone back in if it weren't for the other guy that witnessing the situation...
Peanuts: You are threatening me! The way you used the word 'dude' was threatening!
Smitty: I just said that it's a rule not to put things over the vent. It's says explicitly outside the door NOT to do so.
Peanuts: SIR, where do you work?
Smitty: You do not need to know that information. All you need to know is that I pay my membership here just like you do. You are not entitled to my personal information.
Peanuts: Yes I am! You are 5 times my junior and are big! (I think I giggled when he said that)
Joe from the front desk comes up to talk to the guy.
Peanuts RUNS out of the steam room and starts to YELL that I going to attack him.
Peanuts (to Joe): The way he used the word 'dude' was hostile and I felt threatened! I am 5 times his senior and he is a lot more muscular than I! He was threatening me!
Joe turns to me and says: Michael, what happened?
Peanuts tries to interrupt me and Joe give him a hand to the face!! (I love Joe. He's a 50 year old black guys that dislikes NO ONE)
I explained what I said and what I meant and the other guy backed me up completely. Joe said: Michael, you're ok. You're in the right.
I left to hop in the shower and I could hear Peanuts going crazy!! He disappeared while I was in the shower, but when I came back out Joe was waiting...
Joe: That dude has a short fuse. You're alright.
Smitty: I'll just not stick around if he's here. I also have issues with his laying on the floor half-naked and working o this laptop and PDA... I'll just let it go!
I go back to my locker and a TON of other people come up to me:
Random YMCA-er: 'I can understand getting upset over someone calling you 'asshole' or 'fucker' but 'dude'? That man is CRAZY!'
Smitty: How can he feel threatened? I don't think I know how to throw a punch!
Another Random YMCA-er: (chuckling) 'I guess we all better watch out use of 'dude' huh?
The older gentlemen near my locker were just CRACKING up because they all have experienced the oddity that is 'Peanuts.'
He's in his late 50's or early 60's, about 5'11 and not in too bad of shape. I'm not sure what he does exactly, but he will spend hours sitting on the floor or sprawled out in his swim trunks working on his PDA or his laptop.
He also talks to himself. Sometimes he'll be sitting and oscillating. Odd.
Outside the steam room and sauna are rules. One of the rule is 'Do not cover the vent.'
Peanuts had taken over the steam room and in his usual manner, took a paper towel and covered the vent. When I was done with my workout, I hopped in the steam room where it was about 150 degrees! That's WAY too hot and there was no steam.. It was just hot and kinda dry.
I've learned with Peanuts that if you come in, spray down the 'steaming thingy' and actually fill the room with steam, he'll leave.
I chased him out the first time, took down the paper towel and held the door open to let some of the heat out. I reset the room so it was a LOT more tolerable and actually a steam room.
Another gentleman joined me and said that it was so 'fucking' hot in there before he had to get out. We agreed and I relaxed and inhaled some steam.
Peanuts comes back. You can tell he's upset, but he turns around (after coming into the room) and comes back a few seconds later with a papertowel in his hand.
I don't think ANYONE has ever said anything to him before because he seems a touch unstable. Today, I said something...
Smitty: Hey, no towels on the vents, dude!
Peanuts: (angrily) I want to see your ID card that says you have the authority to say that!
Smitty: Do you want me to go to the emergency phone to get someone up here who does work here?
Peanuts: Fine!
I leave the room and go call downstairs and told them the situation.
I hang up the phone and head back into the steam room. I WOULD NOT have gone back in if it weren't for the other guy that witnessing the situation...
Peanuts: You are threatening me! The way you used the word 'dude' was threatening!
Smitty: I just said that it's a rule not to put things over the vent. It's says explicitly outside the door NOT to do so.
Peanuts: SIR, where do you work?
Smitty: You do not need to know that information. All you need to know is that I pay my membership here just like you do. You are not entitled to my personal information.
Peanuts: Yes I am! You are 5 times my junior and are big! (I think I giggled when he said that)
Joe from the front desk comes up to talk to the guy.
Peanuts RUNS out of the steam room and starts to YELL that I going to attack him.
Peanuts (to Joe): The way he used the word 'dude' was hostile and I felt threatened! I am 5 times his senior and he is a lot more muscular than I! He was threatening me!
Joe turns to me and says: Michael, what happened?
Peanuts tries to interrupt me and Joe give him a hand to the face!! (I love Joe. He's a 50 year old black guys that dislikes NO ONE)
I explained what I said and what I meant and the other guy backed me up completely. Joe said: Michael, you're ok. You're in the right.
I left to hop in the shower and I could hear Peanuts going crazy!! He disappeared while I was in the shower, but when I came back out Joe was waiting...
Joe: That dude has a short fuse. You're alright.
Smitty: I'll just not stick around if he's here. I also have issues with his laying on the floor half-naked and working o this laptop and PDA... I'll just let it go!
I go back to my locker and a TON of other people come up to me:
Random YMCA-er: 'I can understand getting upset over someone calling you 'asshole' or 'fucker' but 'dude'? That man is CRAZY!'
Smitty: How can he feel threatened? I don't think I know how to throw a punch!
Another Random YMCA-er: (chuckling) 'I guess we all better watch out use of 'dude' huh?
The older gentlemen near my locker were just CRACKING up because they all have experienced the oddity that is 'Peanuts.'
Thursday, October 13, 2005
Coming Out
Byf had asked what my 'coming out' story was...
Well, I haven't had a bad experience yet.
I knew all the way back in the 7th grade. You know when you hop in the bus and go to the pool for gym class. All the guys getting changed into the speedo-esqe suimsuit (you HAD to use one of theirs ... weird!) in the locker room and I got my first actual look at developing muscles. I remember on wrestler (no Jake, it wasn't you) who was incredible. I'm talking nice abs, chest, legs, etc... I caught myself staring. It was then that I had a pretty good idea that I liked guys.
No one ever questioned why I didn't have a girlfriend. I was a computer/choir/drama geek and I think most chalked it up to me being terribly fugly...
It was nice; no pressure.
During high school, I only experimented once. A man from the internet. Ick. He was overweight, scragly, and creepy.... just creepy. He e-mailed pics of someone else in order to meet up. Comforting to know the gay 'troll' mentality hasn't changed in 13 years. He brought me porn... I took it and RAN! I hopped in my car and drove around the back roads in hopes he wasn't following me. It was a very disturbing experience, but I also got to explore gay porn for the first time. HOT!
I held all activity off until college. I met another music major at school and we made out one night. We simply kissed for a bit and I left. After that he 'freaked out' and wouldn't talk to me. For ten years we never said a word. I randomly wrote him and his wife to see how they were (you can get alumni addresses off our school's website). He is married, had two kids and is now in the process of coming out himself! (You go J!!) I now chat with him everyday online and I believe he has a date coming up with a hottie. WOO HOO!!
During college breaks, I'd go home and spend most of my time exploring the city of Minneapolis. Being gay, or at least trying to understand it is a HECK of a lot easier in a larger city. Moer specifically, I hung out in Uptown. I happened upon it while exploring one day and i've been facinated ever since. Cafe Wyrd, Lake Calhoun, Uncommon Grounds, Borders, and Figlio... plenty of places to see and 'be seen' and to check out the 'gays' to see how I was supposed to fit in.
Eleven years have passed.
I'm now leading a gay softball team (with the help of my friends), dating a WONDERFUL man, working in a city I love and have a strong group of gay friends who I'll do anything for.
I love you guys! :P
Not sure that's a 'coming out' story, but it's how I am 'me'.
Well, I haven't had a bad experience yet.
I knew all the way back in the 7th grade. You know when you hop in the bus and go to the pool for gym class. All the guys getting changed into the speedo-esqe suimsuit (you HAD to use one of theirs ... weird!) in the locker room and I got my first actual look at developing muscles. I remember on wrestler (no Jake, it wasn't you) who was incredible. I'm talking nice abs, chest, legs, etc... I caught myself staring. It was then that I had a pretty good idea that I liked guys.
No one ever questioned why I didn't have a girlfriend. I was a computer/choir/drama geek and I think most chalked it up to me being terribly fugly...
It was nice; no pressure.
...talking niceabs,chest, legs, etc...I caught myself staring...
During high school, I only experimented once. A man from the internet. Ick. He was overweight, scragly, and creepy.... just creepy. He e-mailed pics of someone else in order to meet up. Comforting to know the gay 'troll' mentality hasn't changed in 13 years. He brought me porn... I took it and RAN! I hopped in my car and drove around the back roads in hopes he wasn't following me. It was a very disturbing experience, but I also got to explore gay porn for the first time. HOT!
I held all activity off until college. I met another music major at school and we made out one night. We simply kissed for a bit and I left. After that he 'freaked out' and wouldn't talk to me. For ten years we never said a word. I randomly wrote him and his wife to see how they were (you can get alumni addresses off our school's website). He is married, had two kids and is now in the process of coming out himself! (You go J!!) I now chat with him everyday online and I believe he has a date coming up with a hottie. WOO HOO!!
During college breaks, I'd go home and spend most of my time exploring the city of Minneapolis. Being gay, or at least trying to understand it is a HECK of a lot easier in a larger city. Moer specifically, I hung out in Uptown. I happened upon it while exploring one day and i've been facinated ever since. Cafe Wyrd, Lake Calhoun, Uncommon Grounds, Borders, and Figlio... plenty of places to see and 'be seen' and to check out the 'gays' to see how I was supposed to fit in.
Eleven years have passed.
I'm now leading a gay softball team (with the help of my friends), dating a WONDERFUL man, working in a city I love and have a strong group of gay friends who I'll do anything for.
I love you guys! :P
Not sure that's a 'coming out' story, but it's how I am 'me'.
Tuesday, October 11, 2005
How cool is this?
I just opened up my AIM and the AIM Today screen came up...
It said 'National Coming Out Day!' and 'Share Your Story!'
I used to think AOL was evil, but KUDOS to you, AOL, for embracing diversity!!
Thank you!
Monday, October 10, 2005
FREE PARKING!
No, we're not playing Monopoly (but that sounds like fun!), but the City of Minnapolis has free parking at the meters!! YAY for Columbus!!
Also, it's National Leee Denim Days! It's a drive to raise money for Breast Cancer and Eschelon has chosen to participate.
Free Parking and a jeans day... Not sure it could get much better!
Happy Monday!!
Also, it's National Leee Denim Days! It's a drive to raise money for Breast Cancer and Eschelon has chosen to participate.
Free Parking and a jeans day... Not sure it could get much better!
Happy Monday!!
Wednesday, October 05, 2005
Hello!
I've been trying out MOBLOG and wanted to share with you!!
I don't have A LOT of pics there, but go take a look!
All is quiet on the Smitty front. I wasn't feeling the greatest the morning because I just couldn't sleep last night... and when I did sleep, I was fighting ninjas with Yuna and Akima in my dreams...
Let me tell you... Yuna can kick some ass!! :D
Anyway, I think I'm due to visit the doctor againa and see what my options are for sleep therapy. They have clinics where you sleep there overnight and you're hooked up to all sorts of gadgets. It'd be interesting if domething came of it, but creepy in the fact that someone is watching you while you sleep...
I need to figure something out. Must. Get. Sleep.
Maybe just reading or playing with the dogs for a half hour before bedtime would allow my brain to settle down.
WHO KNOWS!
I don't have A LOT of pics there, but go take a look!
All is quiet on the Smitty front. I wasn't feeling the greatest the morning because I just couldn't sleep last night... and when I did sleep, I was fighting ninjas with Yuna and Akima in my dreams...
Let me tell you... Yuna can kick some ass!! :D
Anyway, I think I'm due to visit the doctor againa and see what my options are for sleep therapy. They have clinics where you sleep there overnight and you're hooked up to all sorts of gadgets. It'd be interesting if domething came of it, but creepy in the fact that someone is watching you while you sleep...
I need to figure something out. Must. Get. Sleep.
Maybe just reading or playing with the dogs for a half hour before bedtime would allow my brain to settle down.
WHO KNOWS!
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