Every time I approve new friends on Facebook, I end up checking out my own profile for about an hour after. Millions of things go through my head, but mostly, "have I talked smack about anyone/anything they might know or care about?" and "is my profile nerdy enough?" Ultimately, I end up going through all the photos I've posted through the years, ( Read more... )

I am the kind of person who has a favorite documentary. And, it's called "Page One: Inside The New York Times."

Growing up with your mother reading you the newspaper and listening to NPR on the 20 minute commute every morning and evening, it's a kind of cruel fate to want to work in the news and media industry. And so, when something like this comes ( Read more... )

God help me, I actually miss Reno right now ( Read more... )

Faith is one of those tricky things. Either you have it or don’t, or it’s a glass half-filled or half-empty, or it’s another ambiguous euphemism that describes its elusive nature. It’s never been tacked down, at least, not to my satisfaction.

When I was younger, heaven was my back yard. I would tell people that I grew up in Elysium, more accurately ( Read more... )

For a long time now, I have vacillated between the extremes of what I believe.
Like any other human being, I have cherry-picked my Catholic faith to fit my liberal politics; just like conservatives cherry-pick the Old Testament to fit their politics. This is pretty symptomatic of my life in the modern age of only being willing to digest what is ( Read more... )

Apropos of the last post, the most-appropriate thing ever.

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Ever since I came out about four years ago, one phrase got under my skin: The Big, Gay Indian ( Read more... )

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Whenever I start getting down about life, I have a sort-of ace-in-the-hole to get my spirits back up ( Read more... )

I have a Quechup account now. God knows why I start these things, I never keep up. Xanga, Blogger, Windows Live, Gather, Gay.com ... all things I signed up for with some grandiose plan of making my new, Internet, stand; but they're all just plunked into the virtual shoe box of my World Weary Web.

In case you're curious, it's something like http:// ( Read more... )

At some point during my many bouts of unemployment, I took to watching "Suddenly Susan" [yes, I know] and the one episode that sticks out is called "A Day In The Life."

You see, after David Strickland killed himself while the show was still on the air, they did a tribute episode to his character, Todd. The whole episode is the entire cast going ( Read more... )