LiveJournal Tarot Cards Paid Account Edition User Number: 373733 Date Created:2001-10-20 Number of Posts: 231 There is nothing particularly extraordinary about me. I began grey and am only black and white now. I like imperfections. I hate stupid people. I make excessive use of the work “fuck”. Anything else you need to know about me (and several things you could probably do without) is in my journal. Strengths: My ability to admit weakness, be empathetic, to take a stand and pick a battle, and to see through people’s bullshit and rub their noses in it, Oh, and a stunning employment of logic. Weaknesses: Being born the weaker sex, anything flavored with real raspberry, vanilla, or hazelnut, pug dogs, Lilo & Stitch, refusal to back down, Special Skills: I can cook fairly well, I can repair most anything around the house, and work on my own car. I can catch a fly ball, and I can cross one eye while the other looks straight ahead. GO ME!! Weapons: Sarcasm, intellect, logic, trusty aerosol can of “Bitch-B-Gone™”, and I’m as tenacious as a one-eared pit bull is lazy. Yeah. Blanket Statement: : “I like taters.”

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Going back to the abortion thing, the reason why I put the brunt of the responsibility on women is because you cannot expect that the males in question would bother to stick around in a significant number of these cases, there are just entirely too many “guys” and not enough “men”.

It bothers me immensely that there are vast amounts of women who think that a guy is going to be of any support to them in the event they become pregnant unexpectedly.

Come on, ladies - you’re the dominant sex! You simply cannot afford to be this naive!

Ideally a male would step up to the plate, so to speak. Then again, in a perfect world youtr average “guy” or “player” or my personal favorite, the lesser known but equally lecherous “Life support system for a penis” would be beaten mercilessly (and often) for crimes against humanity ~ for their ridiculous image alone, if nothing else.

In other news (sure to make a happy girl), I’m going to compose a new “Fuck You” rant. To see the first one, and some of my other essays and such, click here…

Lastly, Paige just called me here at work to ask me when Jennifer was coming back to Columbus to play. I was shocked beyond belief and even a bit saddened that she called me. I still love her but she’s done too many wrongs as far as I’m concerned. I’m not going to continue a friendship with her as I’m not in the habit of allowing people my friends to consistently dissapoint me and/or put their children in harm’s way by setting horrifying examples.

In response to the topic of abortion, Pro-Life ~Vs~ Pro-Choice and all that jazz, before I am Pro-Choice (and I am), I’m Pro-Sexual Responsibility.

If you’re a male (meaning you have a penis, a questionable conscience, and are by default the weaker sex), just remember this: YOU DON’T HAVE A UTERUS, SO SHUT THE FUCK UP. Being a gay male, I’m already doing my part for population control. I’m not impregnating anyone, so those rules don’t apply to me.

People who act irresponsibly with sex need to be beaten severely with blunt objects about the head and face. Barring base level common sense, there are too many options for not ever being in the situation in the first place as long as one takes the basic elementary precautions.

And while I’m on the subject, it is worth mentioning that I reject that lame, weak assed “Women have to bear the burden of responsibility with pregnancy AND with abortion, and this is unfair” bullshit argument that people try and pass off as if it were legitimate. Face it, girls - if you’re gonna open your legs, you’re making the choice to accept that ANY number of things can and will happen. Excluding cases of rape, ya KINDA have to be responsible for your own body and what does or does not get put into it.

My sisters: If you’re on the pill, better use contraceptive foam, a diaphragm, take a morning after pill, and STILL always make him wear a Jimmy Hat. If he won’t wear one and you still have sex with him, anything that happens from that moment on is YOUR fault and yours alone… So don’t bitch to me about your unfair burden, because you’re asking for that verbal Ricky Fitz™ style bitch slap I’m saving just for you…

Everyone say hello and welcome to Damien’s sister, ! WOOHOO!!

This was a most productive weekend - except for the part where I decided “Hmmm… Beer… Taco Bell… Shots… THIS is a good idea!” ~ but we’re not going there.

We (Mom, Damien, & I on Saturday morning and then again last night with Dave and Cheryl) rode the Riverwalk on our bikes from the Civic Center to the south gate of Fort Benning at Oxbow Meadows. It’s a great ride and one of the better ways to spend time here in Columbus Georgia: Proud Sponsor Of The Bug Zapper™… I’m telling you man, we’ve got some big ass, mutant, junkie insects around here! I’m looking forward to this Saturday and InMotionX. Also to taking a break at the Environmental Center at Oxbow Meadows, because that’s just such a neat place. I’m especially proud of Mom, who it seems is becoming addicted to biking and pushing herself to and sometimes past her limits!

Damien and I went to Atlanta yesterday morning on a whim because I mentioned that I wanted to go to the International Farmer’s Market in Decatur a while back, so off we went. I love that place… It’s huge and there is a great selection of things - to say nothing of the fact that you’re standing in the presence of SO many different cultures! Everytime you turn around there is a different race, religion, and language, it’s like you’re the little red swatch in a giant patchwork quilt or something.

I love the selection of things they offer, even though the main things I wanted they didn’t have. How very typical - but I digress. I counted 12 different varieties of grapes alone, and that’s hardly a drop in the bucket compared to everything they have in general. I went looking for lavendar honey, but to no avail - maybe next time… The cheese section was great, but they had no fresh mozzarella di bufalo and I really wished they did because Maggie bought some beautiful tomatoes yesterday and they would have been perfect for a tomato and mozzarella salad with balsamic vinaigrette. I miss making that! Nathan & Maggie wanted us to bring back cheeses, so we brought her a big wedge of double cream brie and him a wheel of Vermont white cheddar, and a salami rope of provolone just because that is their collective favorite. We got some French Roast coffee made from Colombian beans… MMMM… There’s something about Colombian beans that hold a dark roast so much better than other varieties of Arabica, they’re almost like cocoa they’re so intense. There’s this wonderfully smoky aftertaste as well - I’ve had my allotted two cups already this morning and they were wonderful. I found the Ethiopian Yergacheffe in French Roast also, will have to try that one next time. I walked around with that coffee for almost 10 minutes before deciding to go with the tried and true. They had Jamaica Blue Mountain for $30.00 a pound, but it smelled very acrid and stale and I’d just as soon dive off the Empire State building headfirst into a fucking thumbtack as pay that for a pound of coffee anyway, so no love lost there.

Lately I’ve been having this thing about eating meat, and it’s really starting to bother me. I was a vegetarian for about 6 years for very specific reasons, the least of which was me rationalizing that if I didn’t have the balls to kill the animal myself that I was going to eat then I had no business eating it or wearing its skin. It’s in part a moral conflict and in part a health thing. At any rate, I’m going to reduce my consumption of meat anyway until or unless I resolve this thing.

So. Yesterday, right? Before going to Atlanta, Damien & I had lunch at BK. We had to go back to the house for me to change clothes as I’d spilled the contents of my Whopper™ onto my t-shirt and the leg of my shorts… THIS is the kind of Monday morning I’m having here - I just looked down and I’m wearing those same ketchup stained shorts. I could try and find the humor in this as I would do normally, but instead I thi
nk to myself “Oh fucking hell… I get out of bed everyday for shit like this?“

W h o a… Sheri just said “Asshole” on the Bob & Sheri Show! JesusI love this woman!!

I’ve just posted the most thorough Jeff Buckley discography on the internet to my journal! WOOHOO!!

The new meetup is scheduled for Tuesday, August 27th at 8:00 PM at Barnes & Noble. If you’re interested, RSVP Here.

Also, if anyone is interested in going, we’re doing a practice trial for the InMotionX bike run tomorrow morning, 8:00 AM at Oxbow Meadows. If you’re interested, we’ll see you there. Reply to this post if you’re coming so we can know who to look for…

Check it out, yo! I found video footage of (LL Cool Whip) and (MC T-Bone Steak)! I believe these are Oscar worthy performances! Click here: On the real, yo!

Rockin’ The Suburbs - Ben Folds

Let me tell ya’ll what it’s like
Being male, middle class and white
It’s a bitch, if you don’t believe
Listen up to my new cd

Sham on!

I got shit running through my brain
So intense that I can’t explain
All alone in my white boy pain
Shake your booty while the band complains

I’m rocking the suburbs
Just like Michael Jackson did
I’m rocking the suburbs
Except that he was talented
I’m rocking the suburbs
I take the checks and face the facts
That some producer with computers
Fixes all my shitty tracks

I’m pissed off but I’m too polite
When people break in the McDonalds’ line
Mom and Dad you made me so uptight
I’m gonna cuss on the mic tonight
I don’t know how much I can take
Girl give me something I can break

I’m rocking the suburbs
Just like Quiet Riot did
I’m rocking the suburbs
Except that they were talented
I’m rocking the suburbs
I take the checks and face the facts
That some producer with computers
Fixes all my shitty tracks

In a haze these days
I pull up to the stoplight
I can feel that something’s not right
I can feel that someone’s blasting me
With hate and bass
Sending dirty vibes my way
Cause my great great great great grandad
Made someone’s great great great great grandaddy slaves
It wasn’t my idea
It wasn’t my idea
It never was my idea
I just drove to the store
For some Preparation H

Ya’ll don’t know what it’s like
Being male, middle class and white
It gets me real pissed off and it makes me wanna say
…Fuck!!!

Just like Jon Bon Jovi did
I’m rocking the suburbs
Except that he was talented
I’m rocking the suburbs
I take the checks and face the facts
That some producer with computers
Fixes all my shitty tracks these days.. yeah yeah..
I’m rocking the suburbs.. yeah yeah..

Ya better watch out because i’m gonna say “Fuck”!

::does “The Carlton”::

Headlines From August 24, 1914

…Let Smoove B Take You Away Girl, You Know What I’m Sayin’?

Two New Burger King Sandwiches Negate Each Other
MIAMI — In a gala ceremony at its Miami headquarters, the Burger King Corporation rolled out two new sandwiches that conceptually negate each other. “The new Veggie Burger, with just seven grams of fat, is a refreshing, heart-smart alternative to the usual fast-food junk,” Burger King vice-president Robert Fass said. “And brace yourselves, meat lovers: The new BK Hickory Bacon Triple Stack—three juicy, big-beef patties topped with crispy bacon and slathered in a rich, smoked-cheddar sauce—is gonna blow you away.” Burger theoreticians posit that the sandwiches could destroy each other if sold in a single order.

God Promises “Big Surprises!” In Store For Hurricane Season

Lazy FDA Approves X-Ray Vision Pills
WASHINGTON, DC — Citing the hot weather and a desire to go home for the day, FDA officials approved American Products Limited’s “X-Ray Vision Pills” for commercial sale in the U.S. Monday. “After evaluating this and regulating that for months, we were really dying to cut out early, so we were all just like, ‘Fuck it. Let’s just approve this,’” FDA deputy commissioner Lester Crawford said. “Besides, nobody could think of a real good reason why X-ray-vision pills would be unsafe.”

Gay Man, Unattractive Woman Form Tight Bond

Everyone say hello and welcome my friend Kelley () to Live Journal! Kelley is a friend of mine that goes way back - she lives in Texas with the love of her life Kenny and is one of the FUNNIEST people you’ll ever meet!

::does backflip::

Love you to bits, Kell!

An Islamic court in northern Nigeria ruled on Monday that a young woman must face death by stoning according to Muslim law for having a child outside marriage…

Should Openly Gay Volunteers be Accepted as Mentors for Big Brothers Big Sisters?

In Happier News:

I’m doing the InMotionX bike ride on August 31st, which falls on a Saturday. For those of you interested in going, you can register at the website… You need to do this, it’s not like we couldn’t all use the exercise! Borrow a bike if you have to!