this whole gay bar vs. social media thing

It's gotta be an age thing. Me & Jim were talking about vacation this summer and he mentioned Pride. *sigh*
Maybe it's just me, ok, fuck it, ya know what... it IS me. I have no gay desire to "do" Gay Pride anymore. Period. My "gotta-look-hot-be-a-slut-days" are long gone - miss them? sometimes, not often- Plus every time I think of past Pride events all I can remember is the sloppy, drunken messes that we were. Me mothering half the time and spending TONS of money on gas, hotel & booze.
I've got much better ways & things to spend my time and money on.
Which leads to point A: gay bar vs. online. Ironically - or maybe you could say fittingly - it was because of the dinosaurs of social media (AOL chat rooms) that I ended up in my first gay bar. HAHA! Er, I mean LOL, sorry.
I/we had many, many good often great times at various gay bars. We met at one even, but now, 13 years later evolution has happened I guess. Evolution of me and evolution of gay bars themselves. Me, who got older and let that urgent need to "be seen" fade -gracefully, of course- as an important thing in my life. The bars, well I could rail on how they fucked themselves up all NIGHT..... but I won't. I express my opinions about that plenty of times in person, with real people, in OUR bar (plug: Club Lustre) so we'll just leave it at that.
And I've come to truly appreciate the genuine humans (gay or straight or something in between) who come all the way out to this fucking white trash shit-hole in the field, just to hang for a while.
THAT, to me, is the true "social activity" in my life. No keyboard or cover charge required.
  btw, I totally do welcome your comments.
~later!~

~pieces of shit~

Pieces of shit stuck to my shoe
Pieces of shit in my yard
Pieces of shit on my lawn mower's tires
Pieces of shit in my face
Pieces of shit bragging their brags
Pieces of shit bitching
Whats up with all these
Pieces of shit?

pieces of shit

CLOSET CASES

Ok so I may not be able to bitch about it on facebook without ruining who knows HOW many "mutual friendships" but for fuck's sake! It's 2012. Everybody and their dog are on the internet using various social media outlets, google, etc.
Do you honestly believe you're hiding from anyone?? Hooray for your generic, non-gender specific fartbook postings about TV shows, food or cute kittens....all the while your COCK is hanging out 2 mouse clicks away where you're looking for "nsa hot fuck session w/well hung hwp men close to my age, your place, can't host, prefer meeting in public place"... yada, yada, yada.
Puleaze.
It's OK! Face it, you're GAAAAYYYY!!!! You like cock! You like being fucked up the ass! There's no denying it!
My sympathies if you haven't figured out yet how to balance the "straight" side with the "gay" side.
It's really not that hard. Seriously.
Here's the greatest bit of advice I've ever been given: "Fuck 'em. Who cares what they think? It's nobody's gawd damn business".
Never a more truer statement has been made. Once you accept this and adopt it into your (sex) life, you will find living much more pleasurable.... without all that nasty guilt that accompanies every load of jiz you shoot while in the company of another man!!!!
~nuff said~

- got that right. Nothing much changes here often enough.
It's sad. The forgotten blog.
So many changes since 2004.

my insurance salesman pic

This photo does not reflect the opinions or attitudes of those involved, yada yada blah blah.

Maybe this is a better venue than fartbook, especially for those of us who hate to compete with all the other mindless diatribe, the constant stream of strokes & bitches.
Lord, what did we all do before ?? Does ANYONE remember???


That photo, btw taken at Leea & Nicole's wedding. They both looked so happy. It was a fun day.
There's so much that I could update but just can't pull it out of me right now.
If you're surfing in from some random social media site to this blog, please don't judge like ya do on those. That would be doubly rude. :)

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the Beat

...all I did was type 'sirius 66' in google and the top link was jpnearl's blog on this site. What a small world. Thanks to satellite radio. The similarities are frightening. I knew while listening to 'the beat' - sirius 66 that this is the type of channel that like-minded, predominantly gay males would listen to. Point proven.

..... on to the rant. I've never 'done' a blog before. I'm not an early-20-something. I'm not upwardly mobile. I don't own a Mac or any type of 'palm pilot' device thingee. I'm very deliberate and calculating in nearly everything I do. I'm 40, not bald or fat. I live an 'alternative lifestyle' with my partner of 5+ years. We met New Year's Eve 98-99.

This is hard.... kinda like my diary I tried to keep as a kid. All I ever filled it with were the false puberty-era entries of 'girls I thought were cute' whose 'hands I wanted to hold at the movies'. Gawd, I haven't thought of THAT crap in ages.

Smalltown Southern Baptist farmboy life.

I'm not bitter. My parents are still married. I lived a relatively normal childhood which at times I feel guilty about because it was so normal compared to many of our friends and even my partner's up-bringing.

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