No H8

I have a really really bad cold. I am not a happy camper. But I will survive.

I am so very pissed that Prop 8 in California passed. I am ready to put up a fight. I want so badly to talk about it. But I must still be careful about outing myself inappropriately.

This betwixt and between is tough. As a passionate man, it is difficult for me to keep my trap shut. Really.

Sniffle, snort, cough, hack, ugh. I'm going back to bed.

Hot Bear Sex (not)

Let's see if this title gets some hits.

I've been catching up on reading some blogs, but I've not posted in a while. I'll try to keep the whining to a minimum. So, here goes . . .

Tonight, I'm home alone. Whine. So, I've turned the heat up! Such profligacy! It's up to 68 degrees in here! It hasn't been above 65 this season. I am SO glad I'm on an equalized payment plan with the gas company! I'd rather have someone to help warm the bed, and me.

I live in a nice condo owned by others. They let me live here for next-to-nothing. It is the only way I could afford such as this. But hard times have hit all over, and they are going to have to sell it. This news came hard to me. They gave me first dibs, but there is no way I could afford the monthly payment on a mortgage (forget a down payment). No way. So, now I will have to clean house and get it ready to be shown. Now that IS scary. I know it will take a while to sell. Maybe quite a while. But the prospect of moving is a real drag.

A friend with ample room has already offered space. And other options may open. I'll have to take someone up on such an offer, because I cannot afford more than this unless I win the lottery (which I have yet to play).

Way will open. God will provide. But I am very thankful for what I have had (and still have). It has been nice to have guests on occasion. Sharing space with another person (even though he be another gay man) will limit my opportunities to entertain. (Not that I've done that much entertaining).

Oh, and the hot bear sex? Well, that's another story. One I'd have to make up, mostly. But maybe not totally . . . .

Bear with me

I'm really very busy right now, so I took the day off to get some work done at home. I mean I really do have to get some stuff done. So, here I am trying to catch up on reading some blogs and do anyting other than what I need to be doing.

Ugh!!

Here, not there

The job interview in the neighboring state went well, but I did not get the job. Oddly, I am relieved to have that process out of the way. So, I'll stick around here for awhile.

The organization for which I work, odd though it is, is a great place with great people. Maybe some have figured it out. ("Do you think the boss is gay?") Nobody has said anything, so who knows?

One thing about being gay is that it is one question folk almost never ask. So it seems to me, anyway. Most of the folk with whom I work are older (60 plus). They are of a generation (and so am I!) that just would not ask that question of someone. The homophobia reaches so deep, that you would never want to suggest (read: "accuse") someone of being queer, for God's sake.

Such an insult. Such a terrible slanderous thing to say. NOT the way to win friends and influence people. You just keep quiet about it. Seldom even brought up in those gossipy, murmurs that exist around the edges. Just not done, honey.

So, for that reason, I am probably "safe", for a time.

As long as I don't have too much fun. . . . . .

God will make a way. I am confident of that. Just wish I knew which way.

This, That, the Other

I've had quite a couple of days. Job interview in neighbouring state. Went well, I guess. I came out to committee of potential employers. They seemed to take it well, be supportive, etc., but what will happen next.

Went to a bar Halloween night. Shouldn't have done that. Behaved badly. And I am sad about that. More later. Maybe.

I have voted! Yeah for early voting! Wish I could vote NO on Prop 8 in California. I have actually donated, twice, to support the No on 8 campaign. And, I've given again to HRC for the same.

Damn. I feeling this political clout thing . . . . I am ready to fight.

I continue to be amazed by Fr. Geoffrey Farrow and his witness.