I have re-entered my No Drama Zone.
I am drama-ed out.
I am overdosing on the drama.
I am in really bad soap opera acting drama hell.
The electric fences are up.
The guard dogs are posted.
Remember that dream scene on Desperate Housewives when Lynette goes nuts because her kids are driving her insane and pretty much destroys the house before deciding to end it all via the gun given by Mary Alice?
I'm almost at the point where Mary Alice would be a welcome presence...not that I would use the gun on myself but geez...I dunno how much more I can take....
Wednesday, April 27, 2005
I walk because.....
Hello all...I don't really do much in terms of asking for anything from you, my readership, but I am for this.
I'm participating in the 2005 AIDS Walk New York (aka AWNY), and my goal is to get $500 (or more if possible) raised on my own. I'm almost halfway there with my goal and anything you can do to help out is greatly appreciated. It's a cause that is near and dear to my heart and hope you will take the opportunity to support me in this cause.
You can donate by clicking here. You don't have to donate much because every dollar matters.
Thanks...
P.S. If that link doesn't work or you want to mail in a check, let me know and I can make those arrangements for you as well....
I'm participating in the 2005 AIDS Walk New York (aka AWNY), and my goal is to get $500 (or more if possible) raised on my own. I'm almost halfway there with my goal and anything you can do to help out is greatly appreciated. It's a cause that is near and dear to my heart and hope you will take the opportunity to support me in this cause.
You can donate by clicking here. You don't have to donate much because every dollar matters.
Thanks...
P.S. If that link doesn't work or you want to mail in a check, let me know and I can make those arrangements for you as well....
Tuesday, April 26, 2005
Quote of the Day
God...I hope I don't go to British prison or something... -- Will & Grace's Eric McCormack outside the stage door of the Today Show
Monday, April 25, 2005
Just because I don't want to talk about this weekend....
Check out the items my rugby team has for sale on eBay by clicking here.
This weekend...I don't want to talk about that hell.
I will.
But not now.
This weekend...I don't want to talk about that hell.
I will.
But not now.
Thursday, April 21, 2005
Enough with the words!
Democracy for America wants to put this billboard (chosen by a nationwide poll of their supporters...and not to mention the top vote getter in Texas) in Tom Delay's district as he campaigns to keep his seat next year. Of course the fact that he still has those ethics violations charges against him is kinda fun too.
Ah...politics. Ain't it fun? I'm just waiting for a session of Congress where Nancy Pelosi and Marylin Musgrave start a cat fight and beat each other up like we've seen in other countries' parliaments...maybe we can get stuff like this decided in a WWE cage match. Bill Frist vs. Barack Obama...Denny Hastert and Roy Blunt vs. Howard Dean and Charles Rangel...
It could be hot people! Change the course of the nation forever...enough with the words! Let's bring on the fisitcuffs!
646Guy -- Elevator Asshole
So coming off the heels of the world acclaimed production 646Guy -- Subway Asshole, I present to you the newest installment in the Asshole series. This actually happened yesterday as I was leaving work. I had about four errands to run after work and didn't want to be sweaty, nasty, and disgusting in my work clothes running around the city so I brought a pair of shorts and a t-shirt to change into with a pair of sneakers. I changed in the bathroom and went to the elevator. It was after hours so it's not like I was still "at work."
I got on the elevator (I'm one of the top 2 floors on my elevator bank) and got it. The elevator went down two floors and two people got in -- one man (who I know is an "office dweller" rather than a "cubicle guy") and a woman. They both were speaking Spanish and as I studied the language for about eight years, I like to sometimes try to see how much I remember. Boy am I glad I remembered a lot.
Now for this scene, I have translated their Spanish (or what I can remember...there may be some extrapolating to make up for what I don't know) into English.
Male Spanish Speaker: Look at him. (referring to 646Guy)
Female Spanish Speaker: What moron wears shorts and a t-shirt out of the office?
Male Spanish Speaker: He looks like a retard (not sure if he said retard or something else but it clearly wasn't a compliment).
Female Spanish Speaker: So unprofessional of him.
At this point, the elevator has now entered the express zone which means the next stop will be the lobby level and no one else will be getting on the elevator.
646Guy: You know. You shouldn't assume that the gringo in the shorts doesn't understand a word of Spanish.
Instant looks of shock and horror from Male and Female Spanish Speakers as they realize that I have understood maybe 75-85% of their conversation.
The elevator arrives at the ground floor. No conversation has taken place. 646Guy hasn't looked at the Spanish Speakers at all since announcing he has understood what they are saying.
646Guy: Have a good evening.
FADE TO BLACK
I haven't run into either of them in the office yet today but I am sure that I will in the future. I think one of them was making apologetic overtures to me or was trying to at least while in the elevator car. Since I wasn't paying them any attention I can't be sure.
And frankly I don't care.
I got on the elevator (I'm one of the top 2 floors on my elevator bank) and got it. The elevator went down two floors and two people got in -- one man (who I know is an "office dweller" rather than a "cubicle guy") and a woman. They both were speaking Spanish and as I studied the language for about eight years, I like to sometimes try to see how much I remember. Boy am I glad I remembered a lot.
Now for this scene, I have translated their Spanish (or what I can remember...there may be some extrapolating to make up for what I don't know) into English.
Male Spanish Speaker: Look at him. (referring to 646Guy)
Female Spanish Speaker: What moron wears shorts and a t-shirt out of the office?
Male Spanish Speaker: He looks like a retard (not sure if he said retard or something else but it clearly wasn't a compliment).
Female Spanish Speaker: So unprofessional of him.
At this point, the elevator has now entered the express zone which means the next stop will be the lobby level and no one else will be getting on the elevator.
646Guy: You know. You shouldn't assume that the gringo in the shorts doesn't understand a word of Spanish.
Instant looks of shock and horror from Male and Female Spanish Speakers as they realize that I have understood maybe 75-85% of their conversation.
The elevator arrives at the ground floor. No conversation has taken place. 646Guy hasn't looked at the Spanish Speakers at all since announcing he has understood what they are saying.
646Guy: Have a good evening.
FADE TO BLACK
I haven't run into either of them in the office yet today but I am sure that I will in the future. I think one of them was making apologetic overtures to me or was trying to at least while in the elevator car. Since I wasn't paying them any attention I can't be sure.
And frankly I don't care.
Wednesday, April 20, 2005
646Guy -- Subway Asshole
I debated whether or not to post it but I figured what the hell...it's a good story.
I was on the subway platform last week going to rugby practice after leaving the doctor's office to get my quarterly diabetes blood check. I stepped onto the car and seeing that there was plenty of room beyond the person standing at the pole blocking the aforementioned room, I paused and politely said...
"Excuse me, can I..."
At this point, this fucking CUNT of a woman rushes onto the train, slams into me, and tells me to move in. She's clearly one of the Upper East Side Rich Bitches who think that they own the planet because they have more money than they know what to do with and are used to stepping on people like cockroaches all day.
Wrong fucking move for her to make.
Now commences the brief one act play -- "646Guy -- Subway Asshole"
646Guy: Was that really necessary?
Cunt: I was trying to get on the train.
646Guy: And there was plenty of room for you to just step onto the train and not have to knock me over to do that.
Cunt: Well I wanted to sit down and you weren't moving in.
646Guy: And I was in the process of asking this guy in front of me if I could go in. You still didn't need to shove me out of the way.
Cunt: I DIDN'T SHOVE YOU!
646Guy: Bullshit! You about knocked me on my ass when you came charging onto the car. If I had been an old woman would you have barged onto the car like that?
Cunt: No...
646Guy: How about an old man?
Cunt: Well, no....
646guy: What about a pregnant woman?
Cunt: (clearly annoyed with me) No...
646Guy: Then why the fuck was it okay for you to do it to me?
Cunt: (stammering not able to make any coherent statement) Because...
646Guy: Would have liked it if I had done that to you?
Cunt: *whimper*
646Guy: Maybe next time you'll be a little more patient and a little more polite when you step your rich bitch ass onto the train because there will be people like me who aren't going to take shit like this from people like you.
At this point the train is pulling into the next station. CUNT decides to get off at this station and take an express train but not before giving me one last goodbye.
Cunt: You are such a fucking asshole.
646Guy: And you're still a rich bitch cunt. I can always change my attitude but you'll still be a rich bitch cunt.
FADE TO BLACK
At least two people thanked me for my tirade since they didn't have the balls to pull something like that off but I just got pissed that there was PLENTY of room for her enter the train but she felt compelled to shove me out of the way just so she could sit down. That's something, I can assure you, she didn't get to do on my train.
I was on the subway platform last week going to rugby practice after leaving the doctor's office to get my quarterly diabetes blood check. I stepped onto the car and seeing that there was plenty of room beyond the person standing at the pole blocking the aforementioned room, I paused and politely said...
"Excuse me, can I..."
At this point, this fucking CUNT of a woman rushes onto the train, slams into me, and tells me to move in. She's clearly one of the Upper East Side Rich Bitches who think that they own the planet because they have more money than they know what to do with and are used to stepping on people like cockroaches all day.
Wrong fucking move for her to make.
Now commences the brief one act play -- "646Guy -- Subway Asshole"
646Guy: Was that really necessary?
Cunt: I was trying to get on the train.
646Guy: And there was plenty of room for you to just step onto the train and not have to knock me over to do that.
Cunt: Well I wanted to sit down and you weren't moving in.
646Guy: And I was in the process of asking this guy in front of me if I could go in. You still didn't need to shove me out of the way.
Cunt: I DIDN'T SHOVE YOU!
646Guy: Bullshit! You about knocked me on my ass when you came charging onto the car. If I had been an old woman would you have barged onto the car like that?
Cunt: No...
646Guy: How about an old man?
Cunt: Well, no....
646guy: What about a pregnant woman?
Cunt: (clearly annoyed with me) No...
646Guy: Then why the fuck was it okay for you to do it to me?
Cunt: (stammering not able to make any coherent statement) Because...
646Guy: Would have liked it if I had done that to you?
Cunt: *whimper*
646Guy: Maybe next time you'll be a little more patient and a little more polite when you step your rich bitch ass onto the train because there will be people like me who aren't going to take shit like this from people like you.
At this point the train is pulling into the next station. CUNT decides to get off at this station and take an express train but not before giving me one last goodbye.
Cunt: You are such a fucking asshole.
646Guy: And you're still a rich bitch cunt. I can always change my attitude but you'll still be a rich bitch cunt.
FADE TO BLACK
At least two people thanked me for my tirade since they didn't have the balls to pull something like that off but I just got pissed that there was PLENTY of room for her enter the train but she felt compelled to shove me out of the way just so she could sit down. That's something, I can assure you, she didn't get to do on my train.
Monday, April 18, 2005
New Member of the Cunt List
Post deleted and re-written
Let's just say that I had a big long post written about a certain actress appearing on Broadway who was a total fucking cunt when I asked her to sign an item for our team's rugby auction on eBay. Mind you, I had already sent her a letter at her stage door which she either didn't read or read and ignored but it still doesn't explain her nasty behavior at the stage door when she totally rebuffed myself and a few other people.
And by nasty, she pretty much accused me of lying that the item was for charity even when I pointed out that her co-star had already signed the item in question and that a letter had indeed been sent to her at the stage door. She decided to leave in a huff after I pointed both of these things out to her and pressed the buzzer so she could walk down to the stage door.
Yes, ma'am, that's the way that I want people to remember me. As a total fucking cunt who can't be bothered to do anything. She's now added to a list that includes a cast member on one of the many editions of Law & Order, a former talk show host, and the daughter of a legendary actor who was nominated for a Tony recently and thinks she's the hottest shit on the planet.
Let's just say that I had a big long post written about a certain actress appearing on Broadway who was a total fucking cunt when I asked her to sign an item for our team's rugby auction on eBay. Mind you, I had already sent her a letter at her stage door which she either didn't read or read and ignored but it still doesn't explain her nasty behavior at the stage door when she totally rebuffed myself and a few other people.
And by nasty, she pretty much accused me of lying that the item was for charity even when I pointed out that her co-star had already signed the item in question and that a letter had indeed been sent to her at the stage door. She decided to leave in a huff after I pointed both of these things out to her and pressed the buzzer so she could walk down to the stage door.
Yes, ma'am, that's the way that I want people to remember me. As a total fucking cunt who can't be bothered to do anything. She's now added to a list that includes a cast member on one of the many editions of Law & Order, a former talk show host, and the daughter of a legendary actor who was nominated for a Tony recently and thinks she's the hottest shit on the planet.
Friday, April 15, 2005
Sassy McSasserson
Thursday, April 14, 2005
Mood killer
I was talking with one of my friends a few nights ago about being gay and coming out and sex in the world of AIDS and all that fun, light conversation when I recounted to her the story of one of my early sexual experiences.
It was in Florida and I was just out of college (mind you I graduated very young and this was, roughly, 1995) and I wound up hooking up with this couple in Daytona Beach and going back to their place. It was a very hot scene and yeah I was young and stupid and did some cocaine with them and was having a great time when one of the guys decided that he wanted to fuck me. Having done both I was like, "Sure what the hell" until I realized he was about to fuck me bareback (for the uninitiated that means without a condom)...
With my legs up in the air, my ass cheeks clenched together to keep him out, and him trying to get in, I whispered, "Are you negative?"
He stopped trying to get inside, looked at his partner, looked at me, nodded his head, then looked back at his partner, back at me, and then told his partner to get a condom.
And then he couldn't perform and it quickly ended after that.
Yep...I killed the mood that night that's for damn sure. I was pretty sure that the guy who was trying to top me was positive and practically lied (can't prove it but it's still a nagging suspicion) so he could a chance at my young, post-college butt but something inside him said to get the condom but even then it was over and done with and he couldn't get it going.
I sometimes think back to that encounter and wonder what could have been had I let him go through with it.
I'm kinda thankful that I will never have to find out or even worry about it.
It was in Florida and I was just out of college (mind you I graduated very young and this was, roughly, 1995) and I wound up hooking up with this couple in Daytona Beach and going back to their place. It was a very hot scene and yeah I was young and stupid and did some cocaine with them and was having a great time when one of the guys decided that he wanted to fuck me. Having done both I was like, "Sure what the hell" until I realized he was about to fuck me bareback (for the uninitiated that means without a condom)...
With my legs up in the air, my ass cheeks clenched together to keep him out, and him trying to get in, I whispered, "Are you negative?"
He stopped trying to get inside, looked at his partner, looked at me, nodded his head, then looked back at his partner, back at me, and then told his partner to get a condom.
And then he couldn't perform and it quickly ended after that.
Yep...I killed the mood that night that's for damn sure. I was pretty sure that the guy who was trying to top me was positive and practically lied (can't prove it but it's still a nagging suspicion) so he could a chance at my young, post-college butt but something inside him said to get the condom but even then it was over and done with and he couldn't get it going.
I sometimes think back to that encounter and wonder what could have been had I let him go through with it.
I'm kinda thankful that I will never have to find out or even worry about it.
Monday, April 11, 2005
Spread the news
You can check out the men of the Gotham Knights Rugby Football Club who will be up for auction this Sunday, April 17, 2005, at Splash, located at 50 W. 17th Street. The doors will open at 1pm with a $10 suggested donation at the door.
Head to our auction website to check out the guys and maybe make a bid!
Proceeds from the event will go to benefit the Children's Hope Foundation
Note, I am aware of the IT problems with the auction website. As soon as they are fixed I will let ya know...
Note #2...I think it's fixed now....you'll have to tell me otherwise....
Head to our auction website to check out the guys and maybe make a bid!
Proceeds from the event will go to benefit the Children's Hope Foundation
Note #2...I think it's fixed now....you'll have to tell me otherwise....
Friday, April 08, 2005
Government Efficiency?
I sent (as in mailed) my tax return off less than 3 weeks ago.
I got my refund today.
This seems wrong somehow.
I got my refund today.
This seems wrong somehow.
Monday, April 04, 2005
The Witch That Wouldn't Melt
Damn...how much rain did we get this weekend?
For some insane reason despite a rising stream behind us, playing on a field that was located DOWNHILL from the main road, and the torrential downpour of rain that had started twelve hours before the match began and didn't let up until I finally got close to home it was a pretty miserable day.
It reminded me a lot of the match we played in Boston a few years ago in the freezing cold and a field that turned to mush under our feet with every step that we took. Part of me was kinda glad that I wasn't out there since I remember how sick I was for days after that match in Boston, but at the same time I wanted to be out there just because I wanted to hit some of the hot guys from the newly formed team really hard. Or at least tackle them and have my hand slip up into their nether regions on the way down.
Anyway...I skipped the after match parties as I had a date that night. Yes, I'm dating again and actually this was the third date that I've had with this guy which is a good sign but not going to go more beyond that on this blog for now. All I will say is that he is very handsome, very well spoken, and has probably the sexiest accent I have ever heard. At least this one hasn't told me to not fall in love with him yet. I spent the night at his place and fully realized once again what I furnace I am when I have too many blankets or sheets or anything on top of me. By the middle of the night I was crawling out from under my wrappings so I could cool off and not sweat like a pig.
So we'll see where this all goes people...
For some insane reason despite a rising stream behind us, playing on a field that was located DOWNHILL from the main road, and the torrential downpour of rain that had started twelve hours before the match began and didn't let up until I finally got close to home it was a pretty miserable day.
It reminded me a lot of the match we played in Boston a few years ago in the freezing cold and a field that turned to mush under our feet with every step that we took. Part of me was kinda glad that I wasn't out there since I remember how sick I was for days after that match in Boston, but at the same time I wanted to be out there just because I wanted to hit some of the hot guys from the newly formed team really hard. Or at least tackle them and have my hand slip up into their nether regions on the way down.
Anyway...I skipped the after match parties as I had a date that night. Yes, I'm dating again and actually this was the third date that I've had with this guy which is a good sign but not going to go more beyond that on this blog for now. All I will say is that he is very handsome, very well spoken, and has probably the sexiest accent I have ever heard. At least this one hasn't told me to not fall in love with him yet. I spent the night at his place and fully realized once again what I furnace I am when I have too many blankets or sheets or anything on top of me. By the middle of the night I was crawling out from under my wrappings so I could cool off and not sweat like a pig.
So we'll see where this all goes people...
Friday, April 01, 2005
G-Mail anyone
It's funny that I've had this gmail account seemingly forever and never even used it or sent out a message. Maybe it's because I went out and bought my own domain a couple of years ago and use that instead because I can at least control the Spam better.
So today I remembered I had this account that I had set up eons ago and have never used and I have 50 gmail invites available to give out. So who wants one? They're going to bump it up to 2 gig soon so get in while the getting is good...
So today I remembered I had this account that I had set up eons ago and have never used and I have 50 gmail invites available to give out. So who wants one? They're going to bump it up to 2 gig soon so get in while the getting is good...
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