So, I have been talking to inmates today. Just as I was expressing my preference to be on my own with them, without my two female colleagues, if deemed safe by the supervising staff, I was jokingly reassured “Oh, don’t worry, they like boys more”.
Many things have been learned, observed and experienced today.
Some pretty amazing things have found me.
First, some time ago, my former boss, who every once in blue moon sends randomly significant things to me, has sent me this. Read it, it’s a brilliant account, a piece published by The Huffington Post and tagged Gay Families, Gay Marriage, Gestational Surrogacy, Living, Prop 8, Twins, Living News. I wanted to write about it, but being where I am workwise I will now settle for this very brief mention.
Pretty much in the same line of business, a long-awaited initiative, that I like because it’s serious and decent comes from two friends you can also find in my blogroll. I am jealous. Good jealous. (Guys, let me know if I can help.)
These being said, I am hitting the shower and my neighbours being crass - apparently they have either stopped flushing, because of water costs I assume, or someone has died in their bathroom, repeatedly.
… “Can I call you sometime?”
Yes, you can, coming out can be tough.
LATER EDIT: I have watched Milk the other day. Would it make for a reasonable argument, you reckon?
That Tabu is and has been gayfriendly, that’s Polichinelle’s secret. This winter they make an exit-entry in the closet with their lifestyle extra on the Tabu men. Is this gay enough? Too gay? Some homophobe remarks have already sprung off on Cristina Bazavan’s entry on the matter. As well, for some gay this glossy is not rainbowy at all.
I happen to look at it as interesting experiment. I hope many learn about it so that we can learn about it too. It’s different lessons. For some it’s going to be about style, for others about life style, and for some it will be about marketing. Without further ado, go see for yourself. Start online, but don’t forget the newsstand. The number of sold hardcopies will be the first measure of economical power of the gay community in Romania.
I have contributed to this issue, but you’ll have to figure what on your own what is my article. And no, I don’t get paid extra if they sell more.
Photo by Tabu
“From your 220 subscriptions, over the last 30 days you read 1,985 items, starred 8 items, shared 144 items, and emailed 12 items.”
I have also discovered Zachari Logan. On his MySpace, Kate Bush with Army Dreamers almost made cry. I have no idea what she is singing about, it’s her melody that makes me feel, well, like when I was listening to her complete collection, on CD, borrowed from Man. Which reminds me I have been tagged.
So, here! forever-young.pdf
” A man can avoid drugs and alcohol, but not his own genitals!” - Joe Kort in “10 smart things gay men can do to improve their lives”
The file below is my answer in Romanian to a meme regarding the coming out and assuming one’s sexual identity.
Boy, I must’ve fucked up pretty bad if you cannot resist temptation to shout at me over the phone. Could you see me looking into the receiver?! My look then is beyond words now.
Fair warning, there are two separate topics right there. Also I am not parting with my Appy, we’re leaving together in hour first e-honeymoon. I hear most BT operated hotspots are six pounds an hour. Sterling. Fucking. They want to ruin my relation with Appy, or what?!
The gay dating site is providing for the drama and amusement in my life. I know, it’s not much of an entertainment, but since I don’t have cable… One guy says “not looking for relation, if I were, I’d be looking for a relation with girls”. That’s sad, closeted, true, and telling. Another guy’s nick innocently states totalsm, like in Satu Mare. Like in sado-maso. Thats’s a funny missunderstanding.
OK, I have a couple of flights to catch, and a terminal to change in Heathrow. Heathrow in less than two hours? What were the travel company thinking?!
Do I have to stick to what I say I am? Do I stick to what I say I am? Do you see the difference between the two? Being out is a confrontation with myself first and then with the others.
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