Stories from a man who fails to meet media expectations of what it means to be gay:
white, frivolous, over sexed yet sexless, shrill, single, stylish, a clown, unimportant, et al.

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(note, for the easily offended, this includes minor profanity and mention of obnoxious behavior)

October 8, 2005
Matt, Harry, Joe and I went out last night. Its times like this that I miss Spikes, but Matt knows one of the bartenders at Trunks, so we went there hoping to score some free beers. We got into Joe�s Explorer joking that maybe for once there would be hot bears there. Boy, were we wrong. It was wall-to-wall twinkies chattering away like little birds. God I cannot stand sissies. They make the rest of us look bad. If I could have at least gotten a decent buzz it might have been worth the hassle, but the owner was there, so Matt�s friend couldn�t get us any comps. :(

To make it even worse, they had a drag queen show. Can you believe that, like anybody wants to see a man parading around in a dress. At least the show tunes �she� was lip-syncing to were better than the disco shit they usually do. After a while though, all the noise from the screaming girly boys got to us and we left.

I was up for getting a couple of twelvers and heading back to Harry�s apartment to party, but he had to get up early to pick his kids up from his ex-wife. Matt couldn�t because he was on morning shift, and Joe, well who the hell remembers what his excuse was. I mean, he is a nice guy and all, but Jesus the man is one cheeseburger away from being a chub. The night was total bust.
Music: Blondie Rapture
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October 5, 2005
My life has sucked the past couple of months, so it is about time I got some good news. Tim and Harry both agree that the club has been getting way too chub lately. We (the good guys) will get their vote when Hank brings up putting back height and weight proportionate requirements for members at the next board meeting.

Tim wants us to be a Bear Leather group, but I think we can buy him off with the promise of an annual S&M party. Leather is just too fucking much. I do not need whips and chains and all of that crap to have fun, all I need is a cub to lie face down and take it like a man.
Music: Madonna Lucky Star
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September 19, 2005
The dammed homophobic city closed Spikes for not having a health permit or some other trumped up reason. This SUX! Now there are only a couple of gay places left open in town and none of them are for real men! There is Innuendo over on Main Street, but they only play that techno shit, and Trunks is only good for twinkies. There is that black place down by the tracks, but I am not going there! Besides, I hate crap rap. I guess there is always the bathhouse by the airport, but the only guys who ever manage to get any action are steroid using gym queens.
Music: Cindy Lauper She Bop
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July 29, 2005
Greg came by this afternoon to pick up the last of his boxes. He was chatty and acted friendly, but it was strange having him back in the apartment. He gave me a hug and a kiss on the check when he left, which just pissed me off. The man ends a perfectly good 3-year-old relationship for no good reason and pretends like everything is normal.

Before leaving, he gave me two of his Southern Living cookbooks. He said I was always the better chef and that he would be happy knowing that I was still making his favorite turnovers. He�s right. He can�t cook worth shit, and those turnovers are great.
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June 12, 2005
Life just SUX ASS sometimes don�t it.
Music:
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