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Once you leave college it becomes a whole lot harder to meet people, and it becomes especially hard when you move to a whole new area and tend to be a homebody. Jeff was the only person I knew in Dallas, but he lived in downtown Dallas near Deep Ellum. Jeff tended to give directions […]
When I was in college the only family I had in 500 miles was my aunt Marty and her husband Dave. Marty came of age in the 70’s, and her life reflected the wanderlust of the era; after finishing college she worked as a meat cutter for 10 years, decided that wasn’t good enough, went […]
I’m beginning to believe that for many gays there is a concept of a defining year; a year where they come to terms with who they are. I’ve always envied those who had this experience in high school because they were able to come to terms with who they were in the most socially pressurized […]
The Galleria
This was an email rant from 2002 about Mall shopping in Dallas.
Last Sunday one of the top ten most horrific things that can happen to me came to pass – I had worn through a pair of jeans and needed a new pair. I admit, this doesn’t hold the terror of, […]
Disclaimer: despite the potential for all sorts of racy adventures, pretty much all of these stories are PG rated, as they mostly end with me not having sex. Well, except for one, but that’s for later.
Due to being a computer science / film double major, it took me 5.5 years to finish school. Things […]
“How did you discover your sexuality?” is really not a question you should drop on people in casual conversation, work conversation, or pretty much ask anyone except if you are a therapist. I kind of wish I could ask though, just to compare notes. Yes, I know, it’s w-aaay too much information, but it’s something […]
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