Taking off for AZ today so I hit the gym in the morning instead of my usual night routine - I must, MUST state this workout etiquette pet peeve - please, PLEASE do not work out with equipment that you feel a need to take 10 minute breaks from between each set .

Ahhhhhh......Blogger-venting had helped me escape a murder rap - thank you for listening. We now return to the regular scheduled show "Blossom".

testing, testy, testing....ok, I'll test a little bit more.

OK - maybe I'm just the biggest kid, but it's so cool when people first start checking in with you and letting you know they've checked your shit out - I feel like I show break out in Olive's - Your Not Alone (but preferably the remix with Rozaella's "Everybody Free" sampled in).... *grins*

I gotta admit - I think I'm gonna make Jonno my new ideal - it's a nice start to my day-to-day life in advertising to see his take on life.

Alrighty 24 hours and counting and I'll be back home in AZ with my boy (INSERT HERE: Yahoo scream). His Mom is in town from Jersey (JUR-ZEEE) and this will be the second time I've met her. I have more then a little trepidation since his father (a big wig back east) recently commented that my boy's homosexuality wasn't upsetting to him as long as he lived it 3,000 miles away (yep, these are my new in-laws: I think I'm playing the role of Dharma - but butcher - and he Greg - but definately hotter!).

It's not that I can't appreciate the situation, but I waged the struggle of my sexuality at such a young age (sex with boys @ 12, first boyfriend @ 14, came out @ 16) not because I had to, or didn't fit in, but just because I wanted to be exactly who I was - no pretending. My boy didn't take this route and though we are both at the same age (31), the paths have been completely different. My sexuality is in the world of non-issues now (kinda like Tina Yothers career - ok, but ya gottta admit she's alot cuter now).

Is it terrible for me to think - just once can I have a boyfriends parents not shrink into the corner when I walk in the room? For once in my life could the guy with the BLBITW (Best Little Boy In The World ) complex get to be the Best Little Son-in-Law in the World ?

I know if the answer was giving up Lucky (my nickname for him - since it's the way he makes me feel) - the answer would be a resounding "no". Ofta! Well wish me luck - I probably won't post til I'm back. *grins*

OK - I don't consider myself to be a girly guy by any means but I checked out "Living Colors" and was torn apart by Kaycee Nicoles last posting.

So many amazingly diverse and unique voices and stories out there waiting to be heard (life, the web, down the street) - it really is frigging cool that blogger brings them together for a chance to chant in unison.

Definitely gives you a kick in the ass that says "appreciate" and "live" life. No more "shoulds" and alot more "coulds" are in line for us all...

ok - just testing different settings.

Morning.
Milwaukee comes up with the most fabulous shades of grey (kidding). Hitting Phoenix this weekend to see my boy - meet the family. Not sure how to come off - I mean is the perfect son-in-law: confident and serious, humorous and warm, strong and masculine or quiet and reserved ?

I guess I can be all of theses things if needed but it would be fun to just kick back a beer and tell a campy joke and just laugh with them. My boy would KILL me - he made me promise to tell them I was a Christian if they asked (I am believer only in faith - it's a good thing, it recognizes that there must be something going on on a grander scale just doesn't tie itself down with all the rhetoric and story telling and guilt). Should be fun (INSERT HERE: grain of salt).

Huge party in Phoenix on Saturday with DJ Abel spinning - will be fun to get my groove on with my boy in the sun.
Cheers!

OK - pure brillance in giving away my full name, I am Kurt's sense of total embarassment. Oh well. I'll get a hang of all this yet.

"Lay down with dogs and wake up with fleas"....who the hell uttered that phrase anyway.

OK - I'm in bed with y'all now.

Truly it was only a matter of time, creeping, sneaking, hiding around deliciously devouring the blogs of Jonno and Jocko and TinMan. Feels so weird to work my way around inside the workings of anothers mind. I hit the blogs of the regular community (INSERT HERE: image of happy or distressed heterosexual ), but lets face it, interests are interests - and mine would be men (I wanted to say boys - but would be worried of anyone confusing my use of that word for any male underdeveloped, underdefined, undertheirparentsroof and under 21).


Not sure what to blog, why to blog, how to blog - so I will go the stream of conscious route, if you come across me let me know your there.

I'll throw away this template and put up my own site for this, but for now I would basically be handed out a resume and a calling card to you if I linked this up with my personal site.

I'll come up with some pics, it'll probably sell better tickets if you think I'm cute - I guess I am - but sure like hearing "woof" alot more.

My Stats

• NAME: not telling (it's gonna keep me a hell of a lot more honest if I keep that between me and my dog)
  
• LOOKS: Good looking (in a guy way - does that make any sense?), muscular, cheshire cat grin - definately not pretty boy band material.
  Hair - Brown/Red
  Facial Hair - Goatee (well kinda, I chopped the mustache)
  
  Eyes - Brown, Green if ya piss me off
  Height - 5'8" (I'm willing to debate if that means short or average)
  Weight - 155lbs (8% body fat and now that I'm 31- fighting to keep it that way)
  
• JOB: I have a pretty good job in Advertising, but it lead me to Milwaukee, Wisconsin - if fat, pale, Lutherans devouring Brats during a Packers game turn ya on - don't deny yourself a visit.
  
• EDUCATION: I graduated with my BS in Marketing from ASU, gotta admit college was one of the greatest times of my life.
  
• MARITAL STATUS: I'm 2,000 miles from the man I love: my best friend, my soul mate, my conspirator, my buddy. He's a beautiful man inside and out. woof! We're going on 1 year and nine months (nine of them seperate). True love or a damn good facsimile there of has kept us together (INSERT HERE : I'm lucky)
  
• BELIEFS: I think once I start posting you'll be able to figure it out - up front: being a great friend never fails to have pay-off, I treat my friends with the care, love, protection, concern and adoration I would intend to treat my first child and I have seen in some of life's roughest moments I was smart to do so.
  
• INTERESTS: Ok - I'll tackle this quick:
  Movies - Gotta be indie or foreign, love Almodovar
  Music - Dance, Electronica, though my heart belongs to EBTG long, long before they had to become popular as an acronym (I stood 4 feet from Ben Watt last Sunday at a Lazy Dog show and didnt have the guts to walk up an say I owned every CD ever involving he and Tracy - including the Cherry Hill - "Pillows & Prayers" singles releases". Embarrassed freak - party of one)
  Food - Thai and Italian are weaknesses.
  Athletics - Dad sure was, Brother sure is, I just always ended up looking retarded - perhaps there is some psyche here to why I ended up the gym bunny and in far party shape then either. I do love being a spectator to the NFL though - no not the Packers, but the Vikings.
  
  Sex Love it, and have no masculine hangups about playing "pitcher" or "catcher".
  
• PARTYING: I'm not a straight out Circuit Boy, but hey like I said before "interests are interests", for those who go I'm really looking forward to GayDay in Disneyworld - it will be amazing. Pumpkinhead and Fireball in Chicago were the best (thank god for the quick 1.5 hour drive)
  
• SMOKING: hey light up if you need to - but damn I hate that funk smell on my clothes when I get home from a club, if I want to feel dirty I'll do something naughty instead.
  
  
  Alright I'm done for now. Hope to blog with you again real soon.