So, Video Blogs

Considering them.  Right off the bat, I should probably let you know that they will contain no nudity.  So, you don’t need to worry about that.  They will, however, contain me holding forth on a variety of subjects chosen by YOU.

This is very simple, my loyal 86: all you have to do is suggest a topic below, in the comments.  That is the ONLY action that is required by you.  I WILL DO EVERYTHING ELSE.

The videos will probably be recorded while Jill is out of town in a few days, because I’m far too self-conscious to do it otherwise.

Again: they will contain no nudity.  Special glasses will not be required for the viewing of them.  Please suggest a topic below by taking a few seconds out of your busy day to TYPE A FEW WORDS ONTO THE INTERNET.

Thank you, and God Bless Jesus’s America.

Now She's Just Showing Off

The cute Asian girl at the local grocery store, who I mentioned here, came running up as I was headed for the car and leaped over the plastic wall of the cart corral right next to me, her ponytail bobbing, the shirt she wore for Western Days rustling and falling off the shoulder because it’s too big for her, and I think it’s very obvious that she’s flirting with me.

Shut up.

Sigh...

It has begun.  A conservative “thinker” has said that the judge who overturned Prop 8 should have recused himself because of his rumored homosexuality.

I suppose this means that the thousands of judges that have ruled on marriage cases, and divorces, over the years should have recused themselves because of their own heterosexuality?

Fuck you, hater.  Go crawl into a hole somewhere and leave this world to us.  You’re going to die eventually, anyway.

Near-Sightedness Makes Life More Interesting (and Terriying)

I am near-sighted.  It’s not bad enough that I can’t drive, although I do have a hard time reading street signs sometimes, especially at night.  I don’t wear corrective lenses, and it’s never really negatively impacted my life in any way.

What it does do is give me a unique perspective on the world.  When I see anything in my path, and if I can’t tell what it is immediately, I will naturally assume the worst.  Oh, is that an unidentified gray shape on the sidewalk ahead?  Well, it must me a dead pigeon.  Oh, wait, it’s just a rock.  What is that white shape in the road thrashing about?  Is it a kitten in its death throes?  No, it’s just a white plastic bag rustling in the traffic breeze.

The one exception to this rule is women, of course.  I will always assume that they are more attractive at first glance than they really are upon a closer examination.  Whoa, who’s that skinny young thing?  Oh…never mind, she’s actually eighty.

Sometimes I feel like I live in a different world than the rest of you.  A Mr. Magoo world, where coat-racks are attractive women and mailboxes are police officers, and I think about getting glasses or contacts sometimes, but I don’t want to lose this viewpoint.  Even though it’s scary and depressing sometimes, I like the fact that I see everything a little bit differently than everybody else.