Category Archives: The Basics

Well, the debate is over and all the analysts are spouting out their opinions about who said what better than whom (I have no idea if that is grammatically correct and I don’t care). 

The one word I have heard repeatedly tonight about Ms. Palin is…folksy.  Makes me wanna barf. 

I DON’T WANT A FOLKSY LEADER!! 

This is so Movie of the Week starring Valarie Bertinelli.  Tonight, Lifetime presents a story of the impossible:  Hockey Mom of the National Mall. 

After the debate, you could see the die-hard Republican analysts choking on their own words commenting on how great she handled herself.  She was…remarkable…I have never seen anything quite like it…her folksy approach to foreign policy.  Well we just gotta get in there and have a bake sale!

Two words Ms Palin.  Non.  Sequitur.  You are random.  I think I’ll wear a hat!  Answer the question!  Get to the point!  She made me as uncomfortable as I get when watching Ben Stiller in anything.  You know how he always played roles where he’s being totally humiliated and it hurts to watch?

Folksy…FOLKSY! 

Again, I make my two points:

1.  What were they thinking when they picked her?
2.  What was she thinking when she accepted?

I’d love some of what they were smoking…or maybe not.  Scary.

Last night after work, Ray and I had to stop by the market.  When we got home we had a nice long workout.  By the time we were done…it was dark.  We didn’t go outside.  First night of the season that we stayed inside.  The cat was ecstatic. 

This weekend, Ray is going to LA to see his mom and I’m going to make every effort to enjoy what’s left of Summer.  Pack it all into three days (I have every other Friday off).  Next weekend after that we’re in NY/DC and then after that, LA for my brother’s wedding.  By the time we get back for a weekend at home, it’ll be late October and we won’t exactly be frolicking around nekkid by the pool. 

It’s a good time to start staying in during the evening hours.  I’m still working out every day and now, instead of splashing in the pool afterwards, I’m sitting down with my guitar (as promised) and practicing. 

I have become comfortable with the Bowflex machine.  My determination to change my physical state of being has increased.  I guess when you start to see the slightest result, you want to work out more. 

So winter is on the horizon.  I’m going to “cocoon” this time and focus on my workouts and guitar playing.  Next spring, I’m going to reemerge as a MuscleStud Guitar God.  Hey, why not…?  You don’t ask–you don’t get.

Uhhh…this is news?

The autumnal equinox has come and gone and monsoon left as quickly as it came.  As the days grow noticeably shorter, I struggle to wake up in the morning because it’s still just a little bit dark outside. 

I’m not a winter person.  People laugh at my choice of the word “winter” here in Arizona.  What they don’t understand is that Bisbee is a mile high and where we live caps out at about 4400 feet.  It gets really fucking cold here.  The mesquite trees are deciduous–dropping their leaves leaving nothing but spindly crooked branches for the months to come.  The wild grass is turning from green to gold. 

Goodbye Summer.  I had a great time–especially with all the fantastic sunsets you produced.  Looking forward to seeing you again next year.  The next few months are going to be scary to say the least.  With the political climate, the market tanking and all the other shit that’s going on, I’m just a teeny bit apprehensive about the inevitable future.  All I can do is pray.

For the past few months, I have been listening to Pandora Internet Radio.  It’s the best!  Unlike regular radio stations with tiny little playlists and lots of ads or satellite radio playing genre-based stations created by computers, Pandora learns what you like and plays more because you interact with it.  And it’s free!

But it’s in trouble.

Royalty fees and record labels not making money pose a threat to Pandora so I’m incorporating a Save Pandora widget on my blog for a while.  Take a listen.

I would be bummed if it went offline.

This month’s Advocate came.  As I was glossing through the pages, this face jumped out at me.

This photo is part of a show at the Wessel + O’Connor Fine Art gallery in Brooklyn.  It’s called The Company of Men.  Photographer Blake Little described it by saying “I wanted to show a particular type of masculine gay male that I appreciated and related to but that I did not see photographed anywhere else; an alternative to stereotypes or what is usually seen as the physical ideal of a man in the mainstream.”

Oh. My. God.

What a collection of photographs.  Each subject in every photo expresses the true essence of the human male.  Are they cute, young and polished?  No.  They’re just regular hunky dudes.  None of this A&F twinkie yack.  It’s like someone read my mind (scary) and captured Cobban’s Type in a photo gallery.  A dream come true if you ask me.  I just want to be buddies with all of them–which makes this exhibit so interesting.  The photos go beyond being sexually appealing.  It’s like…you just want to hang out with the guys in the pictures.  Well, I wanna hang out with them.  Maybe I can host a Company Of Men pool party!  Yeah…and then I woke up. 

It just so happens that Ray and I are headed out to NY/DC next month and I’m going to make a fast dash to see this show.  I’m particularly fond of Wolfgang, the man in the photo above.  I just want to go chop wood with him.

You can view the photos from the show here. 

My other favorite is number 47. Vince in Long Beach.