Frenching Fridays




POLT Listening to "Jump Around" by House Of Pain
"You're the shape-shifter, right?" "No, his boyfriend's the shape-shifter. He's the warlock." - Stature, Young Avengers #10
I went to school with a girl names Alexa, who had a unique birthday: Feb 29th. When we were in 6th grade, in 1980, she told us she was having her 3rd birthday that year. Even though had been alive for 12 years, she’s was only having her 3rd birthday. How freaky is that, eh?
Hearing him: smooth and velvety, "thug"-esque, but with intelligence
Let’s see, we’ve got a war in Iraq killing our next generation and depleting our treasury, we’re in debt above our eyeballs that our great-grandchildren will probably still be paying off, the economy is teetering on the brink of recession, we’re being flooded with illegal immigrants, the Constitution is being shredded daily by the current administration, gas prices have doubled in like the last three years or so, we’ve got a number of citizens without any form of health care…and what is the Congress on a tear about? Whether some professional athletes used steroids and why a professional sports league destroyed tapes of one of it’s teams cheating.
This afternoon, I was in a store here and ran into Sean. He is the younger brother of the girl I took to my senior prom. He is also the guy I ran into at the gay bar about 13 years ago or so, and we subsequently went on a date, although nothing came of.
I've been getting Rolling Stone magazine since I was a freshman in college. (the fall of 1986, and since the magazine's been publishing for roughly 40 years, that means I've been subscribing to it for roughly half of it's existance. God, what a great way to feel your age, that.) I got the latest one today and skimmed through it.
My mom got asked out on her first date! The guy's name was Skip, and mom's known him for YEARS, since before he married his first wife. One wife died of cancer, another of a brain aneurysm. Skip himself had a stroke a few years back, but is fine. He called mom to see how she was doing. She said they talked for about twenty minutes. Then he said something about getting dinner some night. She said she wasn't ready for that yet. And he said it was fine, she had his number if she needed to. She giggled like a schoolgirl, but she told me there's no way she's ready for that at all!











All day yesterday, after my fall, I was fine. Today, when I tried to get out of bed...ohmyLORD, I was stiff, and I don't mean in a good way. The right side of my neck in a band from the back down to the top of my chest, the upper back of my left thigh, my lower left back, and my right arm are ALL stiff and sore. I couldn't even wash my hair with my right arm. When I had it raised up, which hurt a bit itself, I couldn't move it and my head back and forth with the shampoo. Man, did it hurt. And turning my head, yeah, THAT'S a load of fun! Argh.
*SIGH*
Yesterday, we were supposed to have some pretty bad weather. I got up at 6:15 am (amazing in and of itself) and turned on the tv to watch the weather. The local weather guy said that we had about 2 inches of snow on the ground, but that the snow was gone. They showed the weather map, and you could see the big blue blob (the snow) off to the east and north of us. but he indicated the big pink blob (the ice) and it was to the west and south of us, and he said it would start here in about 3-4 hours and that it would make the commute home pretty nasty.


One day earlier this week, I think yesterday, it had snowed overnight and went I went to work, the car had about an inch of snow on it, and underneath on the windshield, a light layer of ice. I know my de-icer was in the trunk, so I went to get it.
Theme: three shots of the same two guys. Were this not an R-Rated blog, I could show you the rest of the photos.



POLT Listening to "Countdown With Keith Olbermann" Oil: 99.06 (+1.48); Gas: 3.17 (+.02)
"Beware what's in the DVD player." "I can't be surprised by anything at this point." - Ghostie
Fledgling Muslim.

Ya know, I find these statements that Obama has no 'experience' to be funny. The campaigns that Obama, Hilary, and frankly even McCain, are even now running are the largest things they've ever had to run. They are at the top of multi-million dollar organizations, with hundreds, perhaps thousands of people in them at all different levels. These organizations are surely much MUCH larger than their Senatorial staff, and I'm not certain, but perhaps even larger than what a First Lady has to deal with.
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