Nobody has the right

to tell me that I don't have the right to do something. When my 7 times Great Grandfather, Jebediah Bridges, fought in the American Revolution, he was fighting for a country that would be free of religious persecution. It was given in the Constitution that we have the Freedom of Religion, isn't it also true that we have freedom From religion? Why should someone who does not follow the Christian Church have to adhere to the restrictions that their childishly temperamental God places on humanity? Now, don't get me wrong, I believe in a higher power - I just don't believe that he created one kind of person, and that all others were imperfect. Isn't it one their tenets that God is Omnipotent? Perfect? Never makes mistakes? Well, excuse me, but this pagan wonders why, if God never makes mistakes, how is it that Gays are an abomination?
I hope that someone, somewhere, can explain this to me. I spend a lot of time, wondering about the church, and their so-called Christianity. Is the word, Christian, supposed to mean "little Christ?" Isn't it another tenet that little Christs are supposed to emulate His actions? Live a peaceful, loving life? Didn't he teach tolerance? Forgiveness? Love thy neighbor? Why is it, that todays Christians, most of them, feel that it is their mission in life to make everyone conform to their warped idea of perfection?
How can someone who follows Christ, who taught love, peace, and tolerance, allow themselves to persecute a group of people whose only "sin" is that they love, and want to spend their lives with, someone who happens to be the same gender?

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Lazy-boy

What, I ask you, is wrong with vegging out? I didn't do anything this weekend but lay around in my chones watching tv, and when they hear, everybody looks at me like some kind of specimin in a science lab... get over it. Don't hate, you just jealous! Don't you wish YOU could just sit around for days without doing anything at all??!?!! I love it, and I do it every chance I get. I'm lazy, ain't no point dancing around it, I'm lazy. I know it. You know it. Now get over it.
Anyway, I am have one hell of a time getting ahold of my High School classmates. Oh, didn't I say? I am in charge of organizing our 10-year reunion... what a blast. Not.
I just found out about Pridefest 2008, taking place at Hemisfair Park on 14 Jun; and I am definitely going. I have wanted to for years, but for some reason, I never find out about it until after it's already been and gone. Any of my friends wanna go? We'll go as a group, have more fun that way. I know DBo wants to go... Maybe I love you to pieces would like to go? TQ? Val? Let me know.
Laterz.

OMG! WTF? FTS!

Oh My God! What The Fuck? Fuck That Shit!
do u no lolspek? i do. im guna typ it here, cuz its cool. NEways, i wuz reedin my fren dbo's blog and she wuz talkin bout wimin and wantin to be eekwul, well FTS! u wana be eekwul then u need 2 stand up n do da shit men do. mow the graz, tak out da trash, kill ur own dam bugs! u wanna move? move ur own shit!
Ok, now that i've got that outta my system, I'll let you know that I open doors for complete strangers... women AND men. (equality)
I have absolutely no use for women other than as friends, so I can't say I have much to do with chivalrous things, or what women want men to do. (I don't care, either!)
It's so freeing to be gay... no confusing ass women wanting equality one second, and to be treated like a lady the next. I say, if you're gonna be an independant woman, then BE independant. If you're in a relationship, good for you, and if your man doesn't want to mow the yard, then YOU do it! You're indepenant, right? You're equal, right? What good reason is there for you to NOT go out and mow the yard? If you want your man to treat you like a lady, then you need to act like a lady. Cook and clean, do the laundry, iron his clothes, all the things women traditionally do. And let your man know what you expect; you want him to do all the things that men traditionally do. Quit with the double-standard bullshit! If you've got a man that mows the yard, and cooks BBQ on the grill, takes out the trash, and kills bugs for you; don't expect him to clean the house, or cook dinner, or do his own laundry. If you have a man that does all this, you need to hold onto him, cause you don't know how lucky you are.
Peace. Love 'ya, dbo! Mwah!

Ronald-isms

I was talking to a co-worker this morning, and we had a laugh about what I have been calling his "Ronald-isms." They are sayings that he comes out with, that are humorous, and make me laugh. This morning, he came up with; "Life is too short to stare at a computer when there is so many other things to stare at." He is also Mr. Trivia, so I think that I will sometimes put his pop trivia in here too... yesterday, he asked; "What is the smallest country in the world?" which, of course, I had to argue with him whether Vatican City actually qualifies as a country, or if it is just a city-state. He said country. I disagree. We've agreed to disagree.

More Later.

Hot Vintage Male Photography

Hi everyone... sorry I haven't blogged in a while. I've been either too busy, or when I do have time, too lazy to drive to the library, or the library is closed when I do feel like getting on the internet. Anyway, a friend of mine in the VMP community just sent me this link; a friend of his has finally transferred his site over from Yahoo! to Google blogspot. If you want to see some very nice vintage photography of the nude male form, just follow this link. Just be careful that you aren't at work, or that there are no children around, and that it is legal in your area to view sexually explicit images on the internet.

So anyway, an update on my life. Last friday, my little brother got married. I had a blast at the wedding, and the bridesmaids, who I only met that night, decided that I was the greatest thing since sliced cheese, and wanted to go out that night and party some more, and when I said no, wanted to party some other night.... one even pulled me aside and asked me, "How are you so cool, when the rest of your family is so boring?" I just answered that "I'm Gay, and that more than makes up it." Anyway, I was on the dance floor all night, danced to Sir Mixalot's "I Like Big Butts", and the Chicken Dance, and then, on an empty floor, I danced through half of the Macarena alone on the floor, until I was able to get my brother, and new sister-in-law, the bridesmaids, and the groomsmen out on the floor to dance with me. Then the dj played "Baby Got Back", and of course, I had to start droppin it like it's hot. Ughgh, so much fun... of course, when it was all over, I had to help clean up, got home around 130am, and crashed. I spent a quiet weekend, and a quiet three days at work... then I got sick, so I missed on thorsday and freyaday, still sick on satyrday, and finally feel ok today. Hopefully, my voice will return in time to work tomorrow.