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Obsessive Convulsive: March 2007
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Thursday, March 29, 2007. I Seem to Have Lost My Penis! I'm a creature of habit. Several of them. I've been wearing Calvin Klein boxers for more than a decade now. I like the way they are cut. They're not too baggy, not too tight. The waistband isn't irritating and the fly does not easily gape open (unlike my hole.). I'm in a quasi panic. Where the hell is my penis! The moral of the story is that wearing no underwear is better than wearing strange underwear. Lesson learned. Links to this post. It's not l...
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Obsessive Convulsive: August 2007
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Monday, August 13, 2007. Another weird thing, the whales were incredibly close to the shore- less than half a mile from the beach at times. Usually when we see whales, there's no land in sight. I've been fortunate to see lots of whales on lots of occasions. I've definitely been closer and I've definitely seen more spectacular displays (breaching and so forth.) But no one on the boat has ever seen this many whales at once. Links to this post. Saturday, August 11, 2007. Get a Brazilian bikini wax. The Long...
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Obsessive Convulsive: November 2007
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Friday, November 30, 2007. I had the landlord seal up the suspected point of entry, a hole behind the stove where the gas line comes in, and haven't seen any mice or evidence thereof in a week. Links to this post. Thursday, November 1, 2007. Build a Better Mouse Trap. I'm not as gay as I used to be. Dancing shirtless into the wee hours of the night is not a regular part of my life anymore. I haven't donned a costume for Halloween, one of the gay high holidays. Old-fashioned mouse traps, the wooden kind w...
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Obsessive Convulsive: May 2007
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Wednesday, May 23, 2007. The Easter Bunny is DEAD! Anatomy of the Spring Hare. And how to cook him. Links to this post. Tuesday, May 1, 2007. Sleeping with the Enema. Jess and I have a rule. We call it "Die in Car Crash/Die in Sleep". Basically, it means we don't part company or go to sleep angry with one another. 'Cause who knows when one of us might get hit by a city bus or choke in the night on our vomit? Choking on someone else's vomit, while possible, is not likely to happen in one's sleep.). Jess c...
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Obsessive Convulsive: July 2007
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Saturday, July 21, 2007. My partner/boyfriend Jess is infatuated with a drag queen named Hedda Lettuce. Loosely, is halfway between our place and the pier. So, Jess had occasion to walk past Miss Lettuce, sans boyfriend, on a regular basis. Pursued by a drag queen is the definition of not. Feeling threatened. I found their flirtation amusing and sweet, so I didn't mind that Jess always made us walk by on Hedda's side of the street. Coming to see me? Maybe Jess was right. Maybe she is broken-hearted.
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Obsessive Convulsive: September 2007
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Thursday, September 13, 2007. There's a Tear in My Champagne. If you know my partner Jess, you know that he gets a little weepy. Ok, a lot weepy. He's been known to shed a tear when watching The Golden Girls. Freakish, I know, but it just makes me love him more. I guess this trait is not necessarily endearing to everyone else. This past Saturday, during a "drunk dialing". Episode, a dear friend put it all in perspective. That's when reality started to sink in. Links to this post. Whether we admit it or n...
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Obsessive Convulsive: June 2007
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Friday, June 29, 2007. Thanks to blogging, I can annoy you even while I'm away on vacation. My first day of vacation started gray and cool. Still, Provincetown is a beautiful place. I got up insanely early, drank some coffee, hopped on my bike, grabbed a muffin and rode out to the end of MacMillan Wharf. I enjoyed my muffin, and then took some photos. I was feeling artsy. See what I mean? Links to this post. Wednesday, June 20, 2007. Here's video of our place in P-town. Links to this post. Last night Jes...
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Obsessive Convulsive: There's a Tear in My Champagne
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Thursday, September 13, 2007. There's a Tear in My Champagne. If you know my partner Jess, you know that he gets a little weepy. Ok, a lot weepy. He's been known to shed a tear when watching The Golden Girls. Freakish, I know, but it just makes me love him more. I guess this trait is not necessarily endearing to everyone else. This past Saturday, during a "drunk dialing". Episode, a dear friend put it all in perspective. That's when reality started to sink in. September 13, 2007 at 10:11 PM. Flashing red...
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Obsessive Convulsive: April 2007
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Sunday, April 15, 2007. But This is Different . . . Links to this post. Monday, April 9, 2007. Waiting for the Other Poo to Drop. Jess and I don't own a pet. Being selfish is just too rewarding. But we do. Like animals, and with a dog park just across the street, we make pretty good dog-sitters. Jess' folks decided to stay in Florida through Easter, so we had their French Bulldog, Oliver, for the weekend. Let me say from the outset, you haven't really. Lived until you've wiped a dog's ass!
