Why I Do Not Go To Weddings

I was reading DowntownLad's entry about how much should we contribute to my friends' wedding gifts? Since the country decided to turn blind eyes on my dreams to marry a guy, I decided *not* to attend any of my friends' weddings nor shed a cent on gifts.

That is until I have the significant other by my side -- I might visit few weddings but no promises. Generally, I do not like to go to weddings alone because it makes me miserable.

Travis Imel can vouch this because he was there when it happened. In Jacksonville, Illinois -- a blimp in the middle of state, really, where my frat brother, Chris Kuhn married Linda Sue Mehring. Suffice to say, I was invited and all that baloney stuff.

It was pretty ordinary Midwestern wedding, very simple and plain but yet so cute.

Later in the evening at some clubhouse, I was sitting when Chris Kuhn summoned all "available men" to get together for the traditional toss of the bride's garter belt.

I chose not to join because I am gay and not allowed to marry, according to the laws around me. I mean, what is the point of shoving and pushing men just to get a garter belt? Not my thing.

Bob Dramin was a college friend of mine who married and settled down in that watering hole where I will not be caught dead. Bob walked over to my table where Travis and I was yapping, Bob asked me to go ahead and join the group of men who are waiting for Chris to toss the garter belt.

I smirked and said, "I'm not interested, you know, I'm gay and I care less about that thing."

Bob was stunned, "You're gay? Are you serious? You like sports and stuff like that, and you're gay?"

I smiled as Travis said, "EVERYONE knew he is gay, for years."

Bob muttered, "I must be behind the news. You once told me that you had a roommate who was a wrestler, right?"

I nodded -- Bob was referring to Brent, a fella I knew from Georgia/Illinois -- cute, crazy and dumb guy, another story for another day, really! He and I talked few things about the sport, wrestling. It was all in good conversation. Then Bob mentioned about Charles Hammack. I told him that I heard of his name because Brent used to look up at him as a role model for wrestling -- Charles Hammack was one of few Deaf wrestlers to win the state championship. Later, Brent joined the small list of wrestlers who won the state championships.

Bob mentioned that Charles is here in the party. I thought it was interesting. Shortly, Bob introduced Charles to me -- I shook his hands and talked a little about this, that and there before Bob interrupted our conversation and told Charles, "You know, Ricky likes ..."

Bob pointed at Charles' groin. I was speechless. Charles was baffled then quickly told me that he is not gay and he is not interested. I was bewildered with Bob's cheap antics but lucky, Travis interfered and blasted Bob for his insensitivity and rude approach. Bob claimed that he was doing it as a joke. I told him that I did not find it funny.

Suffice to say, Charles and I had a lousy conversation from that point on -- it was all ruined. It was pretty much awkward and wary on Charles' part because of one stupid prick in Bob Dramin.

From there, driving back to Washington with Travis, I reached the decision that I will not attend any weddings for a long, long and long time. Because I do not want to deal with the hassles. It reminded me that I am not normal. It reminded me that I am not allowed to be myself. It reminded me that there are stupid pricks out there.

That was five years ago. And I did not regret at all. I absolutley have no interests in dealing with people's lives. If I have close friends, I might be interested but right now? No, no thanks. Not for a while. Ok?

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Stuff To Mumble About

I watched Everybody Loves Raymond where Raymond berated his brother, Robert Barone for arresting a person who kept on using the gang signs to him.

When Robert requested the person to stop flashing his gang signs, the person ignored Robert. Robert then arrested him.

Raymond berated Robert, "But he was not using gang signs, was he?"

Robert mumbled, "Yeah, he was being deaf ... "

Then Robert signed, "Me so so sorry."

I was on my bed when I saw it and I quickly got up and stared at Robert's eloquent response. Good one.

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Now on other hand, Jose Canseco, a former major league baseball player who had a rap of being in trouble with the law. Jose wrote a book about his issues with the steroids. He insisted that he personally injected steroids into Mark McGwire, and he saw McGwire and Giambi injecting each other with the steroids.

And what raised my eyebrows is that Jose claimed that GW Bush knew all about it because he was "there". GW Bush claimed that he was not aware of steroid use while he owned the Texas Rangers. C'mon, Coke snorter like GW Bush did not know that the MLB players injecting the steroids? Yeaaaaah, right! Like I believe GW Bush.

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How many fag hags do I have?

Chlms of Phoenix, Arizona

Chlms once remarked that she can murder me and get away with it. My friends asked me whether if it was true or not, I nodded in agreement with Chlms. How terrifying, is it?

Beth Szywomanski of Cincinnati, Ohio

Who, in their right minds, would NOT want her as a fag hag? Beth can make Karen Walker like a nun, honest to God.

Carrie Gellibrand of San Jose, Calif.

Always fun to hang out with. Impossible not to have fun times with her. Ask her about the struggle for the right to pee in The Hole.

Rachel Pigott of Washington, DC

She once ambushed me in front of my parents and Mom cheered her on as I laughed incessantly out of my mind.

Erin Whitney of Ventura, Calif.

When I first met her, she seemed uninterested but if you get her going, there is no way for us to stop the wheels because we fed off each other on almost everything.

I have many more female friends across the nation -- in Washington, Boston, Albuquerque, Miami, Clearwater (Fl.) and some cities in Canada.

It is tough being gay, man. Such a hard life.

Cheers,

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Second Thread

We are having an open thread about the Super Bowl.

Let's talk about the commercials, which one is the best? Mine was the black guy holding a tomato sauce-covered cat with a knife. It was awesome.

Did you noticed the majority of Super Bowl commercials do not have captions on it? That really disappointed me but what do you really, really expect from hearies? They always disregard us from day one then say, "Oops, sorry, here it is."

Talk about the sign of respect and dignity.

Talk about the game if you want to. I'm disappointed that the Eagles lost.

And I thought FSDB students with that singer was boring, lame and panting like a bunch of dogs.

Any opinions?

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Ahh, More Deafies to Deal With

I got an email from Chlms that her daughter, Zoe is Deaf. Thus making her the second generation of Abrams-Gay Clan.

Cool.

Nice.

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Super Bowl and Nanc

Two years ago, Nanc won $3,000 by predicting the exact score in Super Bowl.

She found out that she won the prize by checking the score in front of her Jeep Tracker's headlights and jumped around the intersection. It won't surprise me that some people in the neighborhood thought she snapped out of her mind at that time. Because her light in the Jeep was (still is!) broken, she had to check the scores by using her car's headlight.

Crazy gal but today is Super Bowl.

Which means I get to watch the advertisements. I always enjoyed the advertisements more than the game itself.

I am not fond of musical groups that happen to perform during the halftime or prior to the game -- honestly, who cares about it? Certainly not me.

Let the Super Bowl begins!

Go Eagles, scar Brady's pretty face!

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Virginia Sports

Category: Sports

I enjoyed Virginia football, women's basketball, men's soccer, women's soccer, men's basketball and men's lacrosse. But these days, I kept an eye on the growth of Virginia Baseball team.

Last year, they completed the school's best at 44-15 record; 18-6 in the ACC under the first-year direction of Head Coach Brian O'Connor.

Head Coach Brian O'Connor is easily the most distracting Coach for me to watch. Know why? He is fucking hot. Too bad he's married. Good luck, O'Connor. You got a fan here in Manhattan.

Virginia women's basketball is now 16-6; 5-3 -- thanks to the loss to NC State after leading as many as 16 points. Up next is Tar Heels.

Confidential to Virginia Athletic Director Craig Littlepage, please fire Pete Gillen -- immediately.

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Read What Kevin Beachman Wrote

Honest to God, the X-ians always amused me with their warped sense of reality.

When I finish reading it earlier in a comment box, my response was: Who called?

I honestly do not give a fuck about Kevin's sex life but why is he so interested in mine?

Kevin, one word that defines you the best: Gullible. Or retarded. Or pathetic.

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I dont know how can you fuck dirty ass. God did not create this way for you to fuck dirty ass. If you wipe very well, you know the inside rectum still dirty. They have plenty bacterias like AIDS and etc... Yes, I am sure you wear the rubber (condom) but...unhealthy! Are you so dumb that you actually believe that Jesus loves faggots? Jesus hates your guts for being gay, and he isn't afraid to say so. Jesus isn't the only one who hates your perverted lifestyle. Your parents and your friends...who have been telling you that they understand your "alternative lifestyle"--hate you deep down as well. The Bible is where all truth lies. Anyone who knows God knows that anyone who believes in anything other than God and the Bible is sinful and wrong.
My name is Kevin Beachman! I am not going away. I am going to stay here and keep praying for all faggots to see the light and become hetersexual. I say, Mark Wood is a real gentleman than you. He helps many people, during you fuck dirty ass.