Angel Flying Too Close To The Ground

several decades later and i still love and miss you, jo-joe. hey…remember the doctors/nurses telling me not to touch you or i’d get aids? then i asked her to take a pic of us? (we’d known over a month before the medical staff that you couldn’t get hiv/aids by skin contact.)

i dedicate this willie nelson song to you, old friend…

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Black (Old School) Skating, Good Times, And Stuff

when i was 15 or so, i worked at the skating ring. my title was “floor guard & dj”. floor guard just meant i skated around and blew my whistle when a rule’s broken or there were shenanigans going on. “dj” meant i bolted to the dj booth when the current song was ending and changed the 45 rpm record to another one. perhaps i’d make it a “couples only” slow song and hit the “couples only” button to light up. oh…the power i had.

anyway, skip to sunday nights. or as the owner/employees would call it: “black night”. no white people came on sunday night and none of the employees wanted to work that night either. me? i didn’t give af. it would be packed, a local/popular black radio dj would come and dj for real. i was exposed to some of the best f’n music of my life (i know every word to “white lines” πŸ™‚

black and white skating were very different. white people just skated. nothing wrong with that…they had fun and that’s the point, right? but…the black skaters skated much faster and mostly skating in unison while dancing/grooving to the song playing. i wasn’t as a good a skater so i figured out quickly i was in their way and mostly stayed in the center circle haha. “good times” by chic was my favorite to join in on. slower groove, slower skating…but i got to dance and move along with everyone. as a gay man, i was fortunate to have been given the “got rhythm” gene, so i had some game πŸ™‚

over the months i was there, i worked every sunday night. met so many amazing and hilarious people. but…hated all the other nights i worked, because of the racist pos people i had to work with.

so now…imagine my lily white butt skating and dancing along to “good times” with 70 or so black friends, in the south, in the late 70’s (i think), and loving life…

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You Need Me To Do What?

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I Sell These. Waddya Think?

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Daniel Radcliffe Responds to J.K. Rowling’s Anti-Trans Tweets

Article is here.

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Black Lives Matter


(i don’t own copyright to this. this is not my work, but i thought it was beautiful and wanted to share πŸ™‚

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Coming Out Can Be Difficult No Matter Your Circumstances

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A Weed Smoker, A Hypocrite, And A Priest Walk Into A Bar

actually, there’s neither a priest nor a bar…just the weed smoker and hypocrite.

this requires a brief preface:

there used to be this chick i knew for 40 years. a total know-it-all and always fronted how perfectly innocent she was (she wasn’t) and how her know-it-all husband and kids were the epitome of brilliance and sunshine (they weren’t). i even lived near her for about 13 years, recently.

when i used to smoke weed: it drastically reduced my anxiety (i took 2/3 less meds, as a result), my type2 diabetes went away for the years i smoked, no sleep-deprivation, never got so much as the sniffles, i experienced joy and laughter that i’d once lost, i had an appetite, and so many other wonderful benefits that all went away about 2 weeks when i quit. everything i mentioned is back…and in full force.

preface over. here’s the short ending:

she passive-aggressively acted offended by my smoking weed. wouldn’t come into my house if she could smell it and berated me for going outside one day to fire one up real quick and secret-like. i could tell she smelled it on me by her pursed lips and attitude, so i confronted her. “may i ask what your issue is with my smoking weed? are you allergic or something?” she replied, “because it’s illegal.” i replied, “yes, in this state it still is, but it’s a misdemeanor at worst. a ticket for $200.00, if busted. plus, it’s healed my physical and mental wounds quite a bit, so not all laws should be followed blindly. being gay is (was) illegal, but i still do that!” πŸ™‚

she said “it doesn’t matter. it’s illegal and, therefore, it’s wrong.” i let it go as i always had to do with her and her know-it-all family.

cut to 3 months later…

she calls me and asks to come over. when she arrived, she said she needed to ask me something in person and not on the phone…she wanted to know if she could buy some weed for her son. apparently, he discovered that the only thing to minimize his health condition(s) was smoking weed.

yes, she bought weed for her child. it helped him so much, she did it again and then just had him come over to do it from then on.

if she’s reading this, i hope she gets the hypocrisy. i’m sure she will, because she knows everything already.

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Cat Humor

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Need A Smile Or Laugh? These Cat Pics Should Do It!

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If Humans Don’t Survive The Coronavirus

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Playing Chess With The Devil

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I’m Wearing My New Coronavirus Face Mask On Errands Today

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My Cats Are Bored With The Coronavirus Isolation, So…

my cats got bored with the covid19 isolation, so i allowed them to invite a few friends over.

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Happy 20th Year Anniversary To My Blog!

my blog is 20 years old. still have done nothing substantial with it. it is just a personal blog, so i’ve given it attention when i could. πŸ™‚

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Most Unusual Cat Thing I’ve Ever Seen

this is my 19yo, butter, who has suddenly started doing “awake” things while he’s still sleeping. nobody believed me, but i finally got him “sleep bathing” on video. keep watching til end…

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