Happenings: In Review

I am watching the Presidential debates at home alone, with a 12 pack of Budweiser, while the Clydesdale upstairs gets ready to go out tonight. She (Doug) walks around like she is pulling the beer wagon behind her in the Macy's parade. I should be going out, but I have already coated my face in a super-hydrating mask, and am making a long blog post for you bitches to read. [edit: not too long, second part will come later]

Vote you Sluts

Here in Kentucky, we have no vote in the primary elections. We vote after on one of the final dates, and by then the nominees are already selected.
I have not been shy about my choice: Hillary. I have pledged a small amount of money out of my checking every month, I have the T-shirt, I have the yard sign and bumper sticker. I really like them all, but I came of age when Bill Clinton was President. So, I was naturally, for Hillary. Now, after, Barak's speech, and John Edward's performance in the Caucus, I am happily confused. I would take any of them over anyone else.

This speech invokes Bill Clinton, John Kennedy, and
Martin Luther King Jr.


Here I am wearing a Hillary T-shirt at
Gay Pride 2006, way before she announced.
I am just saying.

OH....What.....A....Night

I am not one to go out on New Year's Eve. It is reserved for the amateurs. But, we were all free, had nothing better to do, and decided to go out. It turned out to be a fantastic evening.
Lauren, John, and Doug met at my place for a meal that Doug cooked for us upstairs in his apartment. It was edible. We had champagne before heading out to Starbase Q to begin our night at 10:00. From there, we went to our main destination Fuzion.
We were a little apprehensive because it was 18 and over, but pleasantly surprised to see a great mix of people at the club. Drinks were flowing, and pills were popping. We ended the night with a nightcap Tryangles, and hotdogs at John's place.
I awoke, and went straight to the University of Louisville basketball game. They lost to Cincinnati by one miserable point.
I made a wonderful video of the night.

Amazing (G)Race

It's been a while.
Last night, my mom, Doug, and myself attended the viewing of Amazing Race at Za's Pizza. Kynt and Vyxsin, the dynamic goth couple from Louisville have been hosting the parties for several weeks now, and we decided we had better go this week, because they came in last place on the last episode, and it looked like they may not make it this week.
They didn't.
But, they really did their best, and at one point were actually in first place. Kynt and Vyxsin's fatal mistake came when they failed to use the U-Turn on the stupid straight couple that managed to make it to check-in just moments before them.

It was just a wonderful experience not seeing redneck, hillbillies representing the state of Kentucky on TV for once. Kynt and Vyxsin may not be the "typical Kentuckians", but they are closer to what I know and love.

Vyxsin, my mom, and Kynt before the race.

Watching themselves walk off the Amazing Race.

Kynt addressing the crowd after the show.

Love Generation

Another drunken video. This time from going out over the Thanksgiving holiday weekend.

I am Thankful for....

All the hot boys out for the pre-Thanksgiving party at Starbase Q on Wednesday night. I am also thankful for the Vicodin that made the night more exciting. I am not thankful for the nasty gas station cheeseburger I ate at 3 in the morning.

I also did the family thing. There are less and less family members there every year. They die, they divorce, they hate each other. No one in my small family really has many children. I will soon be all alone on the holidays, except for my "gay family", that I will continue to get fucked up in clubs every major holiday.

itouch myself

I am getting an ipod itouch this week, I had no idea it had this wi-fi shit. I need it and will have it.

Sunday...Bloody Sunday

Thumbillina

The thumb is the most useful digit on the human hand. I cut my left thumb this week, right along the thumbnail. One would think, "use the other four fingers on the fucking hand." It does not work that way.
I cut my thumb while dicing up a $10.00 watermelon (my favorite food gets expensive in the fall/winter), in a semi-druken state.


Anything you buy at the grocery requires two thumbs to pull apart...you need two thumbs to text...and, the thumb is an important part in self pleasure.

Cars

I am getting a new (or used) car in the next week or so. I now drive a 1994 Ford Taurus, so you can see the need for a new ride. I am not a "car queen", to say the least. I am quite proud that I have not had a car payment in 10 years. It has afforded me the opportunity to travel very well, including a full month in Mexico this year. But, all good things must come to an end, and my car is on it's last leg. Here are my top contenders for the new wheels:

Honda Civic: Practical, Cheap

Toyota Yaris: Practical, Cheap

Volkswagen Jetta: Practical, Semi-Cheap

Mercedes-Benz DLK 200 Kompressor: Not Practical, Not Cheap.

I think I know where I am leaning. What do you think I should do?

Race on Bitches

The Amazing Race is fantastic once again this year, with a fantastic Goth couple from Louisville really making an impression. I have met one half of the couple (Kynt), and am so thrilled to have someone representing the state of Kentucky that are neither hicks or conservatives. They were fourth (really tied for second) tonight on the show.


They have a viewing party at Za's Pizza down the street. I think I will ask my mother if she wants to go next week, as she is a big Amazing Race fan.
I am applying for Big Brother 9. I really don't expect much out of it, but it is something to do while I have a job that will let me off whenever I want.

Popping the Blog Cherry

I am a "blog whore". I have about 15 blogs I check daily, and another 100 that I read at least weekly.
I will never forget my first experience of meeting a blogger that I read. We were at Starbase Q one lovely evening, and I recognized a cute, young guy across the bar. I told Doug that it this guy was from a blog I read. The blog was the now defunct Filthy/Gorgeous, and the author was from Seattle. So, I had to do a triple take to make sure it was him, it was. He was so thrilled to be recognized. I was his first, and from such a backwoods like Kentucky. I think he was surprised we had the internets around these parts.
Well, I got spotted out this weekend for this blog. A super cute, super cool, super nice guy came to blog via a comment I left on Andy Towle's blog TowleRoad. The ironic thing is the guy that spotted me works at Starbase Q, the very place I met my first blogger. Hi Rob. Sorry for the photo.


My bestest of friends don't even know about my blog. If they find it, fine. But, I talk about a lot of people on here, so it's best they don't. Thank god they are not smart enough to follow the links from YouTube.

My Old Kentucky Homo

Video of a typical Friday

I am alive

Duck Down