The Mind of Shy

PRIDE O'six.........
So for those that know and those that don't know...this weekend is Pride 2006 in Atlanta. I look forward to pride all year long. I can still remember when I was young...... you know, when you are young and gay and you don't know really any other gay people, you sorta question whether or not you are an okay person. I mean it's natural....if you look around and you don't see anyone else quite like you, you wonder if YOU is something really bad. But the thing about PRIDE is....and I have said this for years.....no matter how F'ed you may think you are...and you may really be going for totally F'ed.....there is someone out there that makes you look completely normal...and that person is going to be at pride, probably with her shirt off wearing nothing but virgin olive oil and electrical tape....alright, maybe that was just my experience, but anyway.... point is, PRIDE is a really good at leveling that weirdo playing field in your mind. Not only that, but it's like you get to imagine, and only for the weekend...what the world might be like if just about everyone else was gay.

Actually I sorta doubt straight people go around doin' high fives and honkin' the horn at each other "LOOK!!!!! WE"RE HERE.....WE'RE HETERO!!!! LET'S GET STICKERS FOR THE CAR!!!", but who knows what you breeders do when you get in a pack. Last year we were going back to the hotel after a long day at the park..........jammin to the indigo girls.......hum.......[dreamy music]....it was a little like this .........

Getting through it all........

	We worked all weekend at Laura's mothers house.  We have been working over there almost every single weekend since        she died last Sept, but just recently the house was sold so we have had to kick it in overdrive these past couple of weekends.        That has meant MOVING ITEMS QUICK....and as you can see, we developed a plan for how to do that.  There were a few creative moments on this project actually....what we didn't throw out the window into the dumpster in the backyard, prisoners hauled out front door. Did you know that you can donate your garbage to the "girls ranch" and have a load of prisoners come to your house and haul it off? I actually did not know that, but it works like a charm. So we separated out the utter crap from the stuff that someone might actually be able to sell or use and we formed two lines, one to the dumpster, the other to the trailor. It took the prisoners about four trips, but I think they pretty much got everything.
By the end of the weekend, the dumpster was just about overflowing, but the house was looking pretty empty. So we are thinking that next weekend will be the last one that we will spend at the house. That's pretty wierd for me just because that has been Laura's home for the whole ten years I have known her, we started staying there near constantly when her mother got sick 4 years ago, and we've worked to get it cleared out for 7 months solid now. We've just fought like crazy these past couple of weeks because of the stress of everything, but really I do sorta wonder how things will be once we're done....and it's really done.... it's 10 years of my life, but it's 30 years of Laura's...it's home....it's her mother....I am a little scared of what THAT stress is going to do to us. I talked to her about it....she is so sweet....she said that when we get through this, we will have to buckle down on getting the house built. So then I was like, yeah and when we get through that we will have to focus on the wedding, and when we get through that we will have to get through  having babies, and then I am sure we will have to through a few years of having no money.... we just went back and forth will all the things we will have to get through for rest of our lives and even though it's depressing to thing of life as just one thing after the next that you have to "get through", that really is sorta how life is, and I am just so grateful that I have such a wonderful person to get through it all with.

Extraterrestrials and DUIs.....

Okay, So I have a confession to make to you meow. CNN's Robin Meade is totally hot to me. The thing about Robin is that she totally captivates my attention. I can stare at her until she just looks grotesque to me, which in my own way is a sign of my attraction to her. BUT WHAT IS IT? I know from biology that as humans we are all sorta drawn to symmetry in the face and body. I know from art history that a high forehead and full lips on a female are valued as beauty. I even vaguely remember from sociology that the reason we pick up a crying infant is because we are emotionally attracted to the large eyes relative to the head. Robin has all these things, but there's something else too.... She's witty....she's bubbly without being stupid. She looks as though she would be demanding, and who isn't a sucker for that sorta confidence..... And she has information...story's that interest me...and you may think she is just reading from the paper in front of her, but give me my fantasy. For those of you that notice such things, Robin's hair was just a touch lighter this morning with more of an overall red....eyebrows dyed to match....Are we making a change Robin?  This is how my life with Robin would go....Everyday I would could come home..."Robin honey, how was your day?".........
"Oh Shy, oil fell to 75 dollars a barrel, Brangelina had their wedding in Mozambique, a cloned cat gave birth to a human fetus and two idiots recreated the Bellagio fountains with Mentos and Diet Coke".
	Wouldn't that be a wierd life? Now it's not as though  my own beautiful bride to be doesn't posess these same qualities. In fact, she is a better match for me...I never stare at her until I find her grotesque, and I have actually been through some pretty gross stuff with her.... hum..... In other news, I get to spend the day in Auburn tomorrow going to court with my younger brother who will hopefully get off easy from the DUI he was recently charged with. For those that don't know, be warned....when you give them the bail money, they don't just mail it back to you when the person shows up at court....NO.... you are pretty much agreeing that you will take a day off work and come to court and hold the hand of your chosen criminal.     Pray for him, and for me that it all goes well