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The Espys Are here! and Yes, I care!

July 4th, 2008 Arkiem

Who says the gays don’t get into sports? I know I do! So I found the coolest blog, Sportz-N-Album Cutz , which is a site about sports from an urban female perspective. I’m fucking giddy right now. Anywho, She posted the nominees for the espys and asked for predictions so I hadddd to oblige. I know most of my readers will bypass this post, but let me have my moment? The inner jock in my is one of many personalities. Oh and I’ve omitted a few categories too.

Below are the nominees for the 2008 Excellence in Sports Performance Yearly Awards, which will take air on ESPN on July 20 @9pm and Justin Timberlake will be hosting. The winners are based on fan votes and you can go HERE to vote.

 

Best Male Athlete
Tiger Woods, Golf
Tom Brady, New England Patriots
Kobe Bryant, Los Angeles Lakers
Alex Rodriguez, New York Yankees

Who will win: Tiger Woods

Who should win: Kobe Bryant.

Bryant’s coming off a year that saw him win the MVP and take a team of less than stellar players to the NBA finals. Bum knee or not, Woods was supposed to win every tournament he entered. I’m not sure many people had the same expectations for Kobe.

Best Female Athlete
Lorena Ochoa, Golf
Candace Parker, Los Angeles Sparks
Danica Patrick, Auto Racing
Lindsey Vonn, Skiing

Who will win: Candace Parker

Who Should win: Lorena Ochoa

Lorena has established herself as the next great female golfer since Annika with her mutliple wins this season. Yeah Parker can dunk, and she’s kinda cute, and she will become the most marketable female athlete that doesn’t play tennis, and she played with the bum shoulder………I’m STILL going with Lorena! I’m not a hater! Go Nicky Anosike!

Best Moment Great Sportsman Ship,

Central Washington Vs. Western Oregon Softball
Jon Lester’s No-Hitter
Danica Patrick Wins

Danica all the way baby!

Best Team
Boston Red Sox
New York Giants
Boston Celtics
Kansas Men’s Basketball
Tennessee Women’s Basketball
Detroit Red Wings

Who will win: Boston Celtics

Who should win: Tennessee Lady Vols

Name a mens college bball team to have their entire starting team be drafted to the pros? This team did not have a weakness and has slowly begun to elevate the presence of the WNBA! You have Candace Doing her thing  and is a candidate for MVP as a rookie, Alexis Hornbuckle leads league in steals, Shannon Bobbitt is a Spark in more ways than one (although not valued in L.A.) and Nicky Anosike has started every game and proven herself to be pivotal in the resurgence of the Minnesota Lynx!

Best Coach-Manager
Terry Francona, Boston Red Sox
Tom Coughlin, New York Giants
Pat Summitt, Tennessee Women’s Basketball
Doc Rivers, Boston Celtics

Pat Summit all the way. It’s one thing to recruit or acquire talent. It’s something totally different to actually know what to do with it!

Best Game
Super Bowl: Giants Over Patriots
NCAA Men’s Basketball Championship: Kansas Over Memphis
NBA Finals, Game 4: Celtics Over Lakers

The super bowl was the best football game I have ever seen!

Best Championship Performance
Venus Williams, 2007 Wimbledon
Josh Beckett, 2007 Baseball Playoffs
Rafael Nadal, 2008 French Open
Tiger Woods, 2008 U.S. Open

Who will win: Tiger Woods

Who should win: Venus Williams

Venus never complains. Not about injuries, not about seeds, or conditions! Venus all the way!

Best Upset
Appalachian State: Stuns Michigan In College Football, 34-32
Da’ Tara: Wins The Belmont Stakes As A 38-1 Longshot
New York Giants: Beat Patriots In The Super Bowl
Fresno State: Beats Georgia To Win The College World Series

The Patriots losing was just blasphemy!

Best Breakthrough Athlete
Adrian Peterson, Minnesota Vikings
Stephen Curry, Davidson Basketball
Kyle Busch, Nascar
Ana Ivanovic, Tennis

As deep as womens tennis is, I’m going to go with a Kyle Busch!

Best Record-Breaking Performance
Barry Bonds, San Francisco Giants
Brett Farve, Green Bay Packers
Usain Bolt, Track And Field
Tom Brady & Randy Moss, New England Patriots

Bolt, because he did it so easily! He broke his in under 10 seconds! no one else comes close!

Best Male College Athlete
Tim Tebow, Florida Football
Tyler Hansbrough, North Carolina Basketball
Michael Beasley, Kansas State Basketball

Michael Beasley. How’d he lose player of the year?

Best Female College Athlete
Candace Parker, Tennessee Basketball
Angela Tincher, Virginia Tech Softball
Rachel Dawson, North Carolina Field Hockey

Jacqueline Johnson won four Ncaa Heptathlon titles and I believe two Pentathlon titles as well. The fact that she isn’t in this category makes me highly upset.

Best Male International Athlete
Kaka, Soccer
Manu Ginobili, Basketball
Cristiano Ronaldo, Soccer
Rafael Nadal, Tennis

Rafa!

Best Female International Athlete
Marta, Soccer
Lorena Ochoa, Golf
Lauren Jackson, Basketball
Justine Henin, Tennis

A legend who flakes out and retires in the middle of the season ( a winning season at that) deserves no recognition. The award should go to Ochoa.

Best NBA Player
Lebron James, Cleveland Cavaliers
Kobe Bryant, Los Angeles Lakers
Chris Paul, New Orleans Hornets
Dwight Howard, Orlando Magic
Kevin Garnett, Boston Celtics

King James is just sick!

Best WNBA Player
Lauren Jackson, Seattle Storm
Diana Taurasi, Phoenix Mercury
Becky Hammon, San Antonio Silver Stars
Seimone Augustus, Minnesota Lynx

Candace parker is better than all of these womwn and howdo you present a category and leave out the Finals MVP? Cappie Pondexter deserved to win!

Best NFL Player
Tom Brady, New England Patriots
Randy Moss, New England Patriots
Ladainian Tomlinson, San Diego Chargers
Bob Sanders, Indianoplis Colts
Brett Favre, Green Bay Packers
Eli Manning , New York Giants

Eli Showed his nuts in the superbowl. to hell with the other 16 weeks!

Best Male Tennis Player
Roger Federer
Rafael Nadal
Novak Djokovic
Bob And Mike Bryan

Rafa is closing fast but it will go to Roger.

Best Female Tennis Player
Justine Henin
Maria Sharapova
Ana Ivanovic

Sharapova is duffy and Justine is a dude. Ivanovic wins by default. Allez!

Best Track And Field Athlete
Tyson Gay
Allyson Felix
Jeremy Wariner
Usain Bolt

Why isnt this a male/female category? Ridiculous. Jeremy Wariner will probably win although Tyson gay should. But Allyson felix has the talent to break world records in the 200 and 400 meters which are currently held by men who ran in wigs! just unfair!

The Olympic Track and Field Trials: The Drama, Baby!

July 3rd, 2008 Arkiem

Muna centered, and flanked by runner-us Torrie Edwards and Lauryn Williams.Those who know me well  know that I am a bit of jock and that my favorite sport of all time is Track and Field. This week, Track and Field takes center stage as the selection competition for the 2008 Olympic Games takes place. There are too many events and too many people to talk about but I definitely want to say a congrats to Muna Lee, who is the Olympic Trials 100m Champion!

Also, I’d like to give a huge shout out to New Yorker Natasha Hastings and fellow blogger Brianna Glenn. Natasha is running in tonight’s stacked 400m final and Bri is in the Long Jump final. Y’all betta work!

Natasha HastingsBrianna Glenn

Hanging with the Heteros: Hancock, Hen-Dawg, and Hangovers!

July 3rd, 2008 Arkiem

Evie, Gina and I... enjoying a Toasty Tuesday!

Did I tell you guys that I love my new job? Sure the actual duties are a bit remedial and repetitive but the people are fabulous and crazy! The office simply CANNOT contain the personalities so I’ll do my damndest to portray as many here on the site and in a few other yet-to be determined outlets. Any-who decided to catch the early release of Hancock and go home. That’s it. Pretty straightforward and clean, right? Not when you go out with Evie and Gina! So we sifted through times square at midnight  looking for a bar worthy of our appearance. To our surprise and dismay, Times Square really does go quiet because there wasn’t much to choose from.  So we settled for Smith’s Bar.

Gina, Evie and the Bouncer! Did we get his name?

Walking up to the bar, It really did feel as though we had settled. Until we met the bouncer. I love NYC! There is nothing like it! So many beautiful people and there are still a few that don’t know how beautiful they are! Well, the plan was to get a drink and leave. One harmless drink! Wait, it wasn’t even supposed to be a drink, we were supposed to have a shot of Patron! Well one drink led to a few and being the personalities that we are, also meant more interaction with the locals, which in Times Square were probably tourists.

The disclaimer here should be that I have recently been re-introduced to alcohol and I was later informed that Gina doesn’t drink!

 check out the subtle side eye

 Really Gurl? What the hell is this?

 Long story short, we acted a fool and capped off our night/morning with Hennessy (Hen-Dawg to the winos) with beer chasers. All did in fact end well.

3 over priced movie tickets: $34.50

 Unknown amounts of Liquor: Price unknown due to Gina’s talented networking skills and our new friends…

 Getting to see Gina deny this guy a taste of the forbidden chocolate and Evie apparently snag the bouncer: Priceless.

Got em with the backhand!Get em Girl!

Hancock!

July 3rd, 2008 Arkiem

 

So lets take a crack at reviewing the movie! I’m no critic but, I’ll try to make an assessment. But wait. I’m lying to you all. I am a critic. Highly critical and judgemental, in fact. This will not be hard at all and sooner than later, I will fulfill my sole purpose in life, which is to talk about any and everybody in various capacities. It may not be pretty, but it will be Kiemie!

Any-who,  John Hancock is a man who possesses the ability to fly, and super-strength. However, it’s Hancocks’ un-superhero-like conduct that makes him less than heralded amongst the Los Angelinos. A chance encounter with a down on his luck image consultant would magically change his face and public persona. Yada, Yada, Yada! The script was somewhat predictable through the first half of the movie until you realize that Theron’s role was much more significant than what was initially projected. I don’t want to give it all away but you can probably get the picture.

So why go see this movie instead of Wanted; the high energy movie starring James McAvoy, Angelina Jolie, and Morgan Freeman(and sexy-ass Common, in another bit part?) Well the truth is you probably shouldn’t if you had to choose. The Jolie-backed film was written better, and evenly executed, and delivered the type of chills and thrills that we come to expect from Will Smith of all people, during the July 4th weekend. But, if you should have enough money left over after purchasing your latte, filling up the gas tank, paying rent, and supporting your habit (porn, drugs, alcohol, cigarettes, lotto tickets; we all have a vice)to buy a second ticket, go see the movie because the acting was solid. Will Smith is a fucking enigma who I’m certain pisses 14k gold. His portrayal of the “superhero” and his inner “Whoa is me” persona clearly showed you that this film probably wasn’t as much a Superhero Movie as were led to believe. There were many instances where Smith forced you to empathize with the characters scenario, whether you wanted to or not. And the comedy relief delivered in the generic and “clean” way that only Martin Lawrence and Eddie Murphy can perform better, adds an extra element to the film that was unexpected as well. Fewer women could carry the role the way Charlize did (only Jolie comes to mind, lol) Jason Bateman was, well , Jason Bateman. Which means he’s at his best in a supporting, Scottie Pippen-esque type of role.

Out of 5 this movie gets a 3.5. It really wasn’t bad. I just think through no fault of it’s own, was not the movie that many are going to expect to see. No aliens whatsoever! However Mr. Smith is definitely expanding his brand and his repertoire in a way so strategic that you have no choice but to respect his gangsta. He will still have the July 4th weekend on lock after this weekend and and has tightened his grip on Christmas weekend as well. I could call him the black Tom Cruise but I wont because he’s a better actor and much better looking.

Cooler heads Prevail: An Introspective Look at an unfortunate series of events

July 1st, 2008 Arkiem

Hopefully by now, you’ve read the previous post. I went through it. I lived. Now, after a long nights rest I can see clearly now(or at the very least, clearer.) Cubbie is a really nice guy whom I could see myself being friendly with…. now. However, there wasn’t any closure from our previous relations. I cannot and will not fuck my friends. It’s really that simple. So if Cubbie and I are to be friendly, I need to move on … Mentally.  I always tell people that all encounters are really experiences that we should learn from.  Well, the lesson learned here is to be honest, forthcoming, trustworthy in all actions and the rest will take of itself.

I wasn’t honest with Cubbie about my developing feelings for him which lead to further miscommunication and me looking like an ass. I also wasn’t very forthcoming with my emotions. I’ve been taught to guard my emotions and to never let anyone in, which in many instances is totally understandable. On the other hand, you can never allow someone to make assumptions about your feelings and the only way to prevent that from occurring is to be forthright. Control the perception of yourself, ladies and gentlemen! At times, it may be all you have. And as for being trustworthy, well that’s the simplest one to interpret but the hardest one to execute. What I mean is never tell someone what they want to hear it isn’t the truth. Simple, right? Sure! What we learn is that it’s a lot harder to be brutally honest. Empathy can be a bitch, ya know? Putting the shoe on the other foot, or worrying about how the other person is going to feel forces us to “soften the blow” which also can lead to further miscommunication. But guess what people? All pain, whether emotional or physical, subsides at some point. Why not get out of the way quickly?

Isn’t it cool to acknowledge your own growth? Who knows how I may have handled this situation a few years ago. Let’s toast to life experiences, both good and bad!

Never Blur the lines…

June 30th, 2008 Arkiem

Thats what Paul told me months ago. We’ve talked about the roles people play in our lives and that those roles should be explicit and never blurred. Well… I didn’t listen. Nope! I just don’t fuckin listen and now I’m stuck between a rock and a hard place or how Paul describes it, “My life has been Infiltrated!”And I honestly don’t know what to do.

Remember Gem? If not scroll down. He was this guy who at one point, I had fallen head over heels for. Well the fall ended with my face being formally introduced to concrete. For the most part, we were fuck buddies. We met online, we did the deed, and did it again.  That’s where it should have remained but I managed to fuck it up!  Gem is new to the scene, i.e. the gay lifestyle. Many basic interactions that we in the community take for granted, he had not experienced. So me being the diplomatic guy that I am decided to assist him in embracing the gays. This weekend being Pride weekend made it very easy.

The look on his face during the spectacle that is the Pride parade (and aftermath) was priceless. You could tel that he had not been exposed to so many different types of people at one time. In fact, he said he had never been in the village before! Isn’t that cute? Well, we walked up and down Christopher street and stared at the many half naked people. Some really hot and others, not so much. After some time we decided to get some drinks because it was just felt right. Now mind you, this the same guy who I met on that site and did those things with. behaviors with fuck buddies usually should not require more than a quick phone-call or text followed by a few hours of interaction, usually indoors. At this point, we were no longer acting like fuck buddies. We were, dare I say it… Friendly.

Now if I were Adam, I’d describe everything to you, along with the appropriate imagery. But I’m not and in true Kiemie fashion, I’ll cut to the chase. 4 drinks in to our “friendly moment,” my friend Gem decides to be candid and reveal some… half-truths to me. You know, to set the record straight. Gem proceeds to tell me that Gem is not his real name and that he actually goes to a different school. Why is this significant? Well for one, its been 3 months since we first fucked and from that point, we had begun to communicate quite frequently. And the school that he said that he attended I actually attend! Isn’t that fuckin lovely! So at that point I had some options. I could have (and probably should have) ended our “date.” But I didn’t. I took him back out on the prowl to embrace the gays some more. But all is not the same. I am in full Gemini mode now. I am giving him the happy go lucky tour guide ( “and here is stonewall, chi chi’s etc…”) but deep inside I’m going through it. My yang side is on my phone texting Adam. Shit if anyone knows what to do its Adam because he has been through everything. So the plan was to get in touch with him so that I could vent. I didn’t think he’d be in the village and was hoping that we’d be able to link up some other time so I could vent about today’s events and melt the strong front I was obviously displaying. But to my dismay and surprise, Adam was in the village. I can’t vent and rant about someone with him being right there! What the hell was I to do? There were no options. The lines had been blurred and I was now on a full on collision and could do nothing about it.

 Fast forward a bit and we are at the club. You know clubbing. Gem, or should we rename him Cubie, short for cubic zirconia. You know, the impostor? Yea that works. Cubie, decides to get in the club and let loose honey. At which point, I got really nauseous and angry. Remember I am still the fuck buddy, who now sees my fuck-ee dry humping some dude right next to me. But by this point he has already been introduced to my friends who saw/see what I did, which is a somewhat cool dude. But wait a damn minute, this mutha-lova just lied to me a few hours ago and I let that shit slide! And on top of that my friends don’t know how we met and they have yet to be informed of whats really going on. At this point its too late. Anything I say  that come off negative makes me look kind of shady and I risk ostracizing myself and alienating Cubie. As Paul would say, the infiltration is complete. So I bounce. I leave Cubie dry-humping and I say my salutations to my friends via text and i walk into the middle of the street and force a cab to stop.  There was nothing else to do! I couldn’t stay and be a witness to the bullshit but I totally mishandled this situation and have no choice but to deal with it. Hopefully time will heal this wound. Hopefully……

 But am I wrong? Am I being overly emotional here. There are more tidbits that I’ll get to on another day but this is the jest of it. I really am at a lost and I’m calling on you guys for answers……S.O.S!

Transitions

June 18th, 2008 Arkiem

Weezy sold a million albums and all appears to be right in the World.

Yeah Yeah, I know it’s been a while but I was ummm…. Finding myself. 

 So I’ll update you about what I’ve been doing but lets the negative out the way first. I know I haven’t been blogging and please don’t be mad.I’m not a creep. I’m just lazy and I lack focus. Isn’t crazy that I’ve made a career out of managing everyone else’s resources and can’t get my own shit together?I mean really!  So I left The Job. I’ll leave it at that. Consider that car parked in the junk yard to be sold for scraps…. Ok?

 In other news….

 Kiemie has been on his grind. With all the added free time and reduced amounts of stress I am now able to workout twice a day. Once in the park and once in the gym. My refrigerator (that had an echo and pungent stench two weeks ago) is now filled with the foods that are necessary to live. My fitness is now my main focus in life. I’m not sure how far I want to take it but in a few months I’ll know. So what’s secondary now? My education. Kiemie is back in school. For real, For real. Let’s celebrate that! As of right now I have 5 different majors but I plan to sort that all out soon. And my tertiary (that means third) focus has to be my non existent social life. Clubs don’t do it for me so I need to see what else is out there for a 25 year old single gay man in the city. I’ll be sure to document all my adventures.

 Oh and to answer Anonymous’ question, there wasn’t a Random Perverted Thought (rpt) to deliver! once my infatuation with tea baggin subsided, I’ve haven’t had many dirty thoughts! But I do find myself staring at women’s chest.I guess its safe to say that if I were hetero, I’d be a breast fan!

 That’s all for now. There will be pics and videos and more interaction. I promise. I just don’t know when!

Work

May 27th, 2008 Arkiem

I got in trouble last week at work. lol. A bunch of trouble. It’s so funny to call my friends and tell them that I just got into it with management and they all collectively take a deep breath and say,  ”What the fuck did you do now?” Most times, I just can’t help myself. I am programmed to question everything; directly or indirectly. Consequence does not run my life as it does for many other people. I’m kiemie, Bitch! Learn to accommodate!

 OK so I won’t get into all the sordid details because in many instances I have been less than perfect. Not in terms of productivity! In that instance, I’m better than most without a real applications of effort. I know, aren’t I modest? It’s the externalities that get me in trouble. You know, like the annoying child at school? Not that bad one who didn’t get enough beatings, but the one who talked to much and was a distraction to anyone and everyone he/she encountered. That’s me! Does that make me bad? To those that say yes I say “Whatever Hoe!” Don’t hate on my ability to multitask. Couple that attitude with my argumentative mindset and you have war. And so it was. I was counseled at my day job this past week. You know, written up, disciplined, slapped on the hand. Portions of it were justified. Portions. Other areas…… whew baby.

Ally Mcbeal.

Remember that show? Skinny-ass Calista Flockhart, Portia De Rossi, Lucy Liu, Jane Krakowski(sp)? Ally was crazy. Had visions of dancing babies and she could stick her tongue out so far that she’d lick your ear from a cross a room. That show made me feel normal. No, I’m serious. I have visions too. Back to my counseling. My face was all crunched up as if someone just wiped shit across my pubescent mustache. I couldn’t help but visualize myself walking up the side of the wall and standing on the ceiling, and then as I make direct eye contact with my manager. us face to face, me upside down with our eyes connecting, I began to speak in some demonic tone. Remember how Emily Rose sounded when the devil took over her body? That tone. I don’t say much. all I say is “DONT FUCK WITH ME.” At that point, I ‘d jump out of the 9th floor window and proceed to scale down the building and back to freedom. Mind you, all of this was going through my head as I try to maintain a straight face and not laugh. Either way, I was prepared to fight. I felt the inner Haitian come up in me and was compelled in my hardest accent, tell him to “suck ya moo-mah anh suck ya poo-pah” but I refrained in a effort to remain professional. I, for the record, am not Haitian but was adopted by many while in High School. Barton Baby!

Then something happened. I realized that I was at work. At my job. I was there to exchange a service for money that’s it. Take that how you want to,but you are probably doing the same thing. This was not my career and it was far from what I loved to do. So What the fuck am I fighting for? I should had a V8. lol. So I took my write-up, clutched my pearls, threw my scarf over my shoulder and stormed out. There won’t be anymore visits to the managers office. I’ll just do what I have to do and get the fuck out. I forgot why I was there. I’d like to give a collective thank you The cast and crew of Ally Mcbeal, The girls at Bliss, Tiff and Toya for assisting me in coming up with that realization. There are no words to describe the impressions you’ve left on me!

Luv

May 26th, 2008 Arkiem

It’s 7:40 am. Happy Memorial Day! I’m celebrating with a Snickers Ice-cream bar. Shut up, Rich! I know! shit. It’s been a long time since I slept for more than 4 hours in one night. So maybe we’ll sleep more often, because it has apparently broken my writer’s block. That and I actually have something to talk about. I think I found another friend. A friend, get me? but I think I found and lost him in a months time. I think so. We’ll call him Gem. Not Gem because it rhymes with Jim, but Gem because he at times is like a gem. Semi-precious and birthed from the earth deep, unassuming, and totally unaware of his worth and as a result, undervalues himself. That Gem. 

 I met Gem on a dating site. Yes a dating site. The same gay dating site that has grown increasingly infamous with cases of unsolved deaths popping up in major cites all over the United States. Yea that site.  Either way he was/is gorgeous, a gem if you will. But not typical sexy. Unfinished, raw, unkempt, and somewhat disheveled. Make no mistake, though. He was clean but scruffy a la Jim Jones. Dipset! Like a stone pulled from the earth. 22 and a bout 6′ 2″, ambitious and inquisitive. We fucked. Now my experiences on the site have been mixed to say the least, but this dude… Left me with a tick. I’d have little tourette syndrome moments for day afterward. Subtle outbursts and shit. lmao. But the weirdest thing happened when we were done. one, I didn’t show him the door and two, he didn’t leave. He stayed a bit and we talked. About school, and goals and relationships and the guy who he wanted to be his man. PAUSE! Did he really just go there? Fuck me and then tell me that you have someone else in mind to be the bottom bitch?The scene was surreal. I could have had an afro and the scene could have been a chapter out of an old Donald Goines novel. Jive Turkey!

Despite the blatant disrespect, I couldn’t help but empathize and sympathize with his dilemma. he was clearly still trying to find himself and had obviously found someone who for the moment, had become apple of his eye. I put my own personal feelings aside and listened intently and even added my two cents for extra measure. Yes, I amweird. My signature or personality tarot card: The Hermit. The Hermit is wise and sought after but lives in seclusion and isolation. That’s me.  So lets just say that the post sex conversation was my Hermitic duty. So anywho, He eventually left and we kept in contact via the site and some texting. After two cancelled meetings, one by him and one by me, we finally linked up again.

The situation was almost the same, with some variations in positions and variety of activities (Gemini’s love variety!) Nonetheless, we approached the conversation time and I listened to him. While tons was said, what resounds in my mind  is his yearn to be in a relationship. I hadn’t thought much about a relationship because I honestly didn’t think that I had the time or the energy to invest into one. But gem got me thinking. Could he be the one? Seriously? so now there is an  invisible cloud is over my head right now as I visualize all that is great about being in a relationship. Only to be burst by him bringing up some other dude that he is chasing, and hoping he wants him too!

 After he left, I started thinking. Do I want a relationship? Is that really what I want? I don’t think I need to be validated by anyone but it definitely trumps promiscuity any day. Let the introspection begin…

Hey People

May 26th, 2008 Arkiem

Long time no see/hear/text/fuck!

As of late I have been enjoying life. I’m not actually satisfied with anyone area, but content enough to acknowledge all of the improvement occurring around me. First off, I am a homosexual male who blogs every now and again about his life and perspective(or lack there of) but has an audience that is decidedly heterosexual. That’s right! I see y’all! I know you guys are around and I welcome, thank, and love you all! But where the hell have all my gay brethren gone?  Well it has a lot to do with the lifestyle that I live. While its boring and …stale; it’s me. I am a sports beast! 2008 is an Olympic year and a true banner year for those who don’t participate in big revenue sports to be recognized. I can watch just about anything (except curling….wtf is that?) and respect the hard work and dedication needed to become an Olympian.

I’m not sure how or why I just began talking about sports but I write the way I think; nothing is really clear or concise and I embrace topics as they come to me.This may annoy some(i.e my English professors) but that’s just how I do things.  Anyways….I was writing today because I’m honestly confused. You see, I KNOW I’m a homosexual. By technical definition, means that I have an attraction and affinity to those of the same sex. I have sex with men. Yes, yes, What, what! But does that make me gay? There is a difference. To be gay is to incorporate your sexuality into your every day-life. To be gay is become part of the grain in the ever developing culture. Homosexuality is technical and for the most part easy to determine and/or decipher. It’s being gay that poses the true developmental challenge. To that extent, I’ve determined that I’ve been a horrible gay person. lol. I’ve sooo got to do better. Outside of my personal experiences, I am truly naive to the progression of the community. The struggles, the battles(and I don’t mean voguing), the stigma’s and the expectations. The expectation! A life without some expectation could be considered a life lost. I truly believe that and right now, I don’t have any expectations. So, you get the picture? I can’t be the typical “gay” man. Why? Because there has GOT  to be more! Whether its behaviors and mannerisms, music, activity, there just has to be more out there. I cannot and will not be another skittle in the rainbow. Shiiiiit, I’m the pot of gold on the other side! And with that revelation, I now know that it’s my responsibility to some extent, to bridge the gap and provide a different perspective.

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