I was hanging with my Cousin Bruce in Seattle, and in the midst of conversation he gave a great quote:
God gave us family so we would know how to choose our friends.
I don’t have an exact source. Bruce mentioned a Minister Groff from his childhood. Maybe someday I’ll look to see if the source can be tracked down. Anyway, when I get organized I should add it to my database of quotes.
This isn’t going to be the great “Where’s he been for the last two months?!?” kind of entry. But I’m going to try soon to figure out what I can write about my life. It has been eventful.
First of all, in case you are wondering with baited-breath… yes that “certain someone” is still in my life. We’ve now known each other for over 4 months, and we’ve been “boyfriends” for 2. It hasn’t been easy—in fact some of it has been a sheer living Hell—but in some ways it’s been been incredibly rewarding.
A personal confession: this is my first actual real relationship. I’ve dated and had “boyfriends” before, but only very briefly. In fact, I had this “five week curse” where every relationship would, whether by me or the other guy, get terminated at almost exactly five weeks. I’ll also say very very briefly what the “Hell” I’m referring to is: he is battling a pretty serious addiction. That’s it. I’m not going to say any more. Right now things are looking good, although the last month had been pretty rocky. But I’ve got high hopes.
Now the real reason I’m writing this blog entry: I’m just wanting to try out an Apple application that allows blog entries to be written on my computer (as opposed to using a web interface) and is supposed to interface with WordPress. We’ll see how well it works. (While I’m at it, here’s a goofy self-portrait. I’m really testing the image upload functionality.)
Update: the application sucks. That’s okay, the web interface for WordPress is pretty darned advanced. I don’t feel I’m missing much.
(Almost) nobody knows this, but there’s someone in my life who I met in strange circumstances (no, I’m not going to elaborate) who I never expected to get close to, and who may end up (hopefully by saying this I don’t jinx it) a boyfriend. At the moment I’m doing one of those “live one day at a time” things with no expectations.
As the typical romantic sap that I am, I had to take a photo of him sleeping. Here he is as I see him (through my rose-tinted glasses).
I am really surprised I haven’t read anything (ever) in the news about this. But I’ve just finally come to a big realization: the September 11th attacks really had a devastating effect on the lives of New Yorkers—and I’m talking Post Traumatic Stress Disorder level effects.
In the last six years I’ve met a number of people, and I love talking to people about their careers, their lives, etc. I was talking to a guy this last weekend, just some new acquaintance that I made, and I was hearing a story about his career—about how he was working a high-paid corporate job and soon after 9/11 he left the job, became a freelancer, and his entire career after that just seemed to drift about with no direction. Now he’s trying to get back into the corporate workplace, but after being away so long, and after sort of “losing his nerve” he doesn’t think he could interview back into a similar (Vice President) position.
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I’ve never written many “gay” posts before. I’m not sure why. I guess it’s easier to write about politics or computers or something similarly heady. Maybe it’s also because in ways it’s so much more personal. That said, I just (re)-rented a “gay movie” on Netflix that I thought was really top-notch, and it got me in a writing mood.
Gay Cinema is a funny thing, at least I’ve always thought it was. Ten years ago I first moved out to New York City. It was 1997, not all that terribly long ago in my book, but in some ways totally different. There were only one or two token gay characters on any television show; come to think of it, I only remember one on Melrose Place. Nothing remotely resembling Will & Grace existed. There were two types of movies: obscure films with limited release that delivered depressing drama about AIDS (Philadelphia, Longtime Companion, And the Band Played On, etc.) or very-very obscure low budget movies that only made the film festival circuit that all too often had bad writing, bad acting, and/or bad production value. Both categories were destined to fill the obscure “Gay Cinema” corner in any video rental store.
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