One Turn, Two Turns....Just Down The Road

A lonely country road sometimes seems the best place to pull off the highway and have a little privacy.

That’s what ol Hank thought. His thick fingers steered his tow truck toward the dirt tracks that lay just ahead. At 37, 6 feet of solid muscle and thick auburn hair cut high and tight, he always had his choice of willing partners -- well most of them were willing, and that brought a smile to his face.

Glancing in the rearview mirror he saw the small white car behind him. The driver, another nameless kid with hunger in his eyes and a willing mouth had approached Hank at the rest stop with an offer he just couldn’t refuse. Hanks voice, deep with a slight twang had whispered in the kids ear “Follow me and I’ll let you have your fun little man.

The kid had asked how far, and Hank just smiled that easy smile “One turn, two turns, just down the road. It’s not far and we can relax when we get there.”

The kid had nodded his agreement and dutifully stayed behind Hank for the last couple miles. The hook of the tow line swung in front of him, as the two vehicles moved further away from civilization. The headlights came on automatically, triggered by the first hint of darkness, casting their yellow glow ahead. It was a rough and uneven ride but the tow truck easily navigated the path it had followed so many times before, and the little white car stayed right behind.

Dusk does funny things to men, it changes the sense of what’s right and what’s wrong…. urging good men to cross lines they normally wouldn’t.

(This is my first completed story....if you'd like to read the rest, click here:  http://storypurgatory.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-turn-two-turnsjust-down-road.html)

Read more »

The Magic Of Blogging

I’m waking up.

Wiping the sleep from my eyes, vivid dreams of regret, forgiveness, possibility….all fresh in my mind.

Turning on my computer before the sun has a chance to spread it’s light.  I’m addicted in the worst and best way to this machine. It’s been my downfall, and my salvation.

Surfing, ingesting, digesting another incredible blog by someone I don’t know, but realize I could be.

A blog full of paintings, pictures, prose, talent, bitterness and hope…simple in presentation, eclectic in content, yet clearly defined in vision…..offering a glimpse into the soul of someone who‘s been down the block of life.
One photo series brought a particular memory rushing back….that of the best sex I ever had. The memory still creates a post orgasmic rush in my chest and an involuntary smile to my lips. Thankful….for the experience…..the memory and for being reminded.

There are some truly amazing people ‘out there’ in the world. They offset the ugliness of the masses simply by living their lives, by creating the magic that is inherent in every gay human being.

That is the magic of blogging.

Read more »

Time Travel Thursday

Read more »

I Have A Deal For You

I'm looking for some contributors for the podcast.......think you might be interested? 

I'm looking for people to do essays (regular blog posts like you already do), film/tv critic, health corner, or your own idea for the podcast!

For anyone who will sign up to do a weekly or biweekly feature, I will produce two or three blog promos for your blog. (like the one I did for Kevin at The Lisp). 

Then, I'll run them during the podcast each week, AND send you the files to use however you want on your own platform!  My career is in broadcasting,  so I promise I'll do a good job and we'll each get what we all really want....traffic and exposure for our blogs!   (and who knows?  Maybe a little fame too!)

Are you up for the challenge?   You're already writing, expressing yourself and being creative.   Come on board!

Who?     You
What?   A segment on the podcast
When?  Weekly or biweekly.
How?     Via phone (I'll record you from my studio) or you can send me a video or audio file.
In Exchange for:  a kickass promo featuring your blog!

Read more »

Loni Wasn't Feelin the Love Last Night....

I was watching Chelsea Lately last night on 'E' and while I normally love the show, it took a weirdly unfunny turn.

If you've never seen it, Chelsea Handler (a mostly inept comic) heads a roundtable at the beginning of the show where she reads off hot topics followed by 3 other comics who take turns being funny. 

Loni Love is one of my favorite comedians on the roundtable, but last night when Chelsea threw out the topic of Morehouse College initiating a dresscode banning the black, all male student body from wearing heels, and womens clothing ...it  quickly became uncomfortable.  

Loni not only had a problem with the story but when the other comedians (including Chelsea who couldn't read her jokes off a cue card without stumbling to save her life...ever) made their jokes, Loni became visibly upset. 

At first it was hard to tell what exactly pissed her off because everything happened so quickly.  First there was the Brown University topic, then there was a joke about one person always being designated "the bitch" in an all male school, then it went to an impersonation by Jo Koy of a gay black man followed by an asian hairdresser doing black womens hair.   The jokes didn't come across as mean or racially offensive, the audience thought it was funny....I actually thought it was funny, but Miss Love was having none of it.

I guess I'm just sick of the double standard.  Black comics can say anything about white people and get away with it....but the reverse is not true.   Maybe white people have it coming?  I don't know...it's an uncomfortable subject but a relevant one.

To me, it seemed like she was pissed off at the beginning by the insinuation there could be black men wearing womens clothing, or who are gay.   Someone even mentioned that if I remember right. 

In retrospect it seems Loni Love doesn't believe tolerance and equality work both ways. 

Maybe she should skip the roundtable from now own.

Read more »

Masculine Costumes For Your Prancer

How To Find A Masculine Halloween Costume For Your Effeminate Son

Read more »

Interview Anyone?

Hey Blog Buddies!!

I'm looking for someone who would like to be interviewed about their blog this weekend for the new podcast.  The odds are several of you are already on my list, but my scheduled blog interview for today had to reschedule....and I need someone to chat with for about 5 minutes!  

SO..............if you're interested, send me an email at lifeandtimesofagayguy@yahoo.com and we'll make it happen! 

In the meantime.....
Here is a video I saw earlier this week and it cracks me up.   This kind of stuff always happens to me......in my head at least!

Read more »

Because You Forget

Because you forget, please remember,

All that you have accomplished in your life.   It doesn't matter whether you're famous and wealthy, or anonymous and modest.   Just the fact you are at this point here and now is something to be proud of, but of course there is so much more than you're aware of.

The future isn't written yet, and it lies before you.   Cast aside all the limits and barriers we as adults place upon ourselves and rediscover the optimism of youth where potential is limitless.

Your body really is your temple, so take care of it.  The future will be here before you know it, and you're going to need it in the best possible condition.  

Take heart, because even when it seems you can't make it through the moment....you will.

Because you forget, please remember..........somebody loves you.  Even at the lowest point in your life, when things are at their worst and you feel more alone than you've ever felt, hold onto this:  Someone knows who you are inside and loves you because of it.

Read more »

The Silver Gravy Ladle

John invited his mother over for dinner. During the meal, his mother couldn't help noticing how handsome John's roommate was. She had long been suspicious of Johns' sexual orientation and this only made her more curious.  


Over the course of the evening, while watching the two interact, she started to wonder if there was more between John and the roommate than met the eye.

Reading his mom's thoughts, John volunteered, "I know what you must be thinking, but I assure you, Mark and I are just roommates."
About a week later, Mark came to John and said, "Ever since your mother came to dinner, I've been unable to find the beautiful silver gravy ladle. You don't suppose she took it, do you?"

John said, "Well, I doubt it, but I'll write her a letter just to be sure." So he sat down and wrote: "Dear Mother, I'm not saying you 'did' take a gravy ladle from my house, and I'm not saying you 'did not' take a gravy ladle. But the fact remains that one has been missing ever since you were here for dinner."

Several days later, John received a letter from his mother which read: "Dear Son, I'm not saying that you 'do' sleep with Mark, and I'm not saying that you 'do not' sleep with Mark. But the fact remains that if he was sleeping in his own bed, he would have found the gravy ladle by now. Love, Mom"

Read more »