Chillin’, defense affirmations, lovin’ language and my man, pool and show tunes…

In his blog, Bible Versus, Hugh, who is a gay man living with AIDS, is reading and commenting on the Bible, and being overseen by the Real Live Preacher. I really like this quote from Hugh in his blog: “However, AIDS isn’t necessarily now seen as terminal. Not as terminal as, say, Life.” So sweet! … Read more

Poor Ronald, greetings from Dubai, image labeling, rehearsing my defense, and dancing…

Perp or Victim? What’s this all about? I just love my sister. Our recent e-mail exchange went like this: Hello Bro’ I am in Dubai at an international conference—it is very interesting! I arrive back in Raleigh on Sat. April 21st at 6:45 pm. I may be totally wiped out, as I was when I … Read more

Powerless to freeze, a service-learning afternoon, waiting at Helios, and into my defense…

The wind was furious this morning. I thought this tornado weather was forecasted for yesterday. Twice my power blinked on and off, and then at about 11:15, I heard a very loud pop that sounded like a transformer blowing out. I showered before my hot water got cold, and left the house—still powerless—at about 11:45. … Read more

Back from The Stomp, a glorious nap, book club, and bar-hopping…

We woke up at about 9:30, and passed on the complimentary hotel breakfast, particularly because after we finished our breakfast yesterday, we noticed their 81.5 sanitary rating. We packed up, and checked out between 11 and 11:30, and got on the road, where we hit some gawd-awful bumper-to-bumper-for-no-reason-traffic for about 45 minutes. We stopped at … Read more

Some new shoes and Queen City Stomp 2007…

New York Times Opinion Article Tools Sponsored By By HARVEY FIERSTEIN Published: April 13, 2007 AMERICA is watching Don Imus’s self-immolation in a state of shock and awe. And I’m watching America with wry amusement. Since I’m a second-class citizen — a gay man — my seats for the ballgame of American discourse are way … Read more

Lunch with Joe, dependency cross-referencing, napping, and dancing…

It happens! Little girl: Mommy, I’m going to marry Daddy. Mom: Sorry, honey, turns out Daddy doesn’t like girls. Daddy likes other daddies. —A train via Overheard in New York, Apr 10, 2007 I met Joe for lunch at Red Lobster, where I was thrilled to find the item on their lunch menu that I … Read more