As I’ve beaten this horse to death weeks ago to anyone who will give me three seconds, I’ve was easily arm-twisted into putting my name in the lottery for running the NYC Marathon this coming November. I’ve been running on and off now for just a year and had no desire to run a marathon at all…not with all the stories of scabbed over nipples, lost toe-nails, and the very real-not-an-urban-legend about marathoners pooping themselves during the actual race. I am clear that having to pull off to the side to puke is one thing I can accept but making a dookie mid-stride for me is a big ol’ un-un. Just sayin.
Anywho, I’m in full force training, gleaning tips and advice from better men than myself and trying to figure out how this is actually going to happen and how I’m going to divert/trick/talk myself through those miles when I want to quit which right now is about mile one, three, and five.
Additionally, because it was such a hit last year, I’ve taken out my new video cam with me on a run this morning. Nice to see nothing has changed…I’m still running the same hills and still so out of breath you’d think I had emphysema and an impending heart attack. On the other hand, I have some new running threads that I think work for me.
I actually believe I emailed Shel when he was ringing the bell for Twitter before just about anyone else to ask, “what is the point?”
Who knew that was the point?
I’m still Twittering, though, am I not? Yes, yes I am. Anyone can know more useless and uninteresting things about me than could have ever been mined out of my blog.
My latest obsession that I just discovered last night (thanks guys from 619 Bearcast) and to which I fully acknowledge that I’m again, late to the party, is the Photoswap app for the iPhone. The basic idea is take a picture and send it out randomly to the universe. It goes out to a random person and you get one back from another random person. You can reply to a received picture or choose not too but unless the person has a small profile with contact information or posts a picture with their information, there is no way to get a hold of them. It’s so weirdly random and almost unnerving at how temporary and fleeting the images are. No way to save them and once you choose to not reply to someone, they’re gone forever.
It’s so fascinating I wasted an entire battery charge playing with it last night. I walked around the house shooting dust bunnies, trays of drying paint, and my feet along with various angles, corners and reflected surfaces that didn’t make me look fat. I got back shots of pets, shelves of books, a large breast, a French military officer, a cock shot, and a few grinning bear cubs…so all in all, a pretty good evening. As those tricksy hipster smarties with too much time on their hands tend to do, someone actually came up with a game for it and developed a scavenger hunt where they take a picture of a list items/body parts looked for and received and you can choose to play along if you have something they’re looking for. My two item requests from two separate games last night were a flexed bicep and a jock. The Gays, apparently, have adapted and made this our own.
Beau Stephen G_ , 41, (left) and Mr. Jeffrey Michael S_, 38, (right) were married at 2:30PM on September 26, 2008 in San Francisco, California at the City Hall.
They met on March 18th, 2005 at their friend, Stephen Hayes, home. Beau had recently moved to the New York City area and was looking for a quick trick to have his way with and quickly settled on Jeff because he was scared by a Pill-a-peno running around half naked with only slutty shorty-shorts on, and Michael Mitchell was too much of a whore and confessed a desire for spitting on his tricks during hot sex. Later that night they kissed and pulled each others peenies until finally after a few hours Beau said that he was done, to which Jeff informed him that those weren’t his hands.
Mr. G_ and Mr. S_ started dating immediately and, just like Lesbians, moved in together within the year. Mr. G_ later shared that he really like the apartment and one day wanted to have a great house upstate on the river, so he took a chance which so far has paid off.
The two enjoy their time between New York City and their cunt-ry home in Sullivan county. They have two adorable cats, Tink and Ding, who they j’adore.
Gay dude blogging since 2000 back before blogger when we had to hand-code all our Very Important wisdom. Nothing particular and focused about this blog, just a peppering of a little bit of this and a little bit of that.
Geeked to comics, crafts, art, and the Ursa persuasion. By day: Gemini with Virgo rising, nurse, consultant, worrier, procrastinator, gardner, and amateur DIY'er. By night: voyeur, narcissist, and into things that get curiouser and curiouser.
Married my partner of 15 years last year in SF when it was still legal. We split our time between NYC and Sullivan Co., NY in a little cottage by the river. It is perfection.
