
Why Is It That…

Promoting the Homosexual Agenda
One delicious bite at a time! (No, I did not make this, but I’d like to try!)

Dan Cathy’s View of the Apocalypse

The Eyes Have It

Guys in Caps (NSFW)




Camping (NSFW)


Wow
The move seems to have been a success…
Moving

Voenix Rising may be…unavailable…for a while. I’m going to attempt to move it to a new host because GoDaddy sucks.
Fall Color





Monday

Daddy!

Douchebaggery
But then, I’ve come to expect it from the Republicans.

Ain't It The Truth!

If It Weren't for Bronze Age Extremists…
…and their fucking adherence to 6000 year old myths, we’d be traveling to the stars by now.

I Can See You're Quite Limber (NSFW)
But Dude, if you keep playing with it…

you’re gonna…

oh, never mind…

Sunday Morning Cartoons (NSFW)


Boys Will Be Boys
Unf.




Mirror Mirror On The Wall (NSFW)








Laundry Day (NSFW)

Inked (NSFW)








Tweet of the Day

Venn Diagram



Werk It
Covergirl!

Friday

I Had Every Intention of Waiting Until the Hysteria Subsided…

…and Apple had time to work out the scratched-right-out-of-the-box issues I’d been reading about and the general inability to actually buy one and get it before the Mayan Apocaplyse, but a combination of my current contact with Verizon being conveniently up for renewal and learning of a not widely advertised method of ordering one and getting it the next day changed my mind.
It works like this: you go onto Apple’s website and place your order between the hours of 10pm and 4am and then select in-store pickup for the next day. Apparently Apple has a certain percentage of phones held in reserve in each store for this very purpose. With even Verizon quoting me a delivery date well into November, I figured I had nothing to lose by trying this.
I really didn’t think it would work, so I was simultaneously surprised and elated when I placed the order last night and the configuration I wanted popped up as available for pickup in the Lakewood store.
I had previously arranged to take today off, so this morning, after receiving the confirmation email from Apple, I drove over to Lakewood and picked up the shiny new Precious. Not a scratch or nick on it. Relieved. Setup and transfer of all my apps was about as painless as possible, and while I had some initial buyers remorse when I hit that buy button last night, I’m quite happy with the purchase.
Gleeful
“I sometimes have the feeling that we should kiss.”
“I sometimes have the feeling I should do crystal meth, but then I think, hmmm…better not.”
This past weekend Ben and I saw Pitch Perfect. It wasn’t a film that was even on my radar, but it had been months since we’d gone to a movie and this seemed to be a good escape.
I went in with no expectations and was surprised at how much I enjoyed it. It was everything—and more—that made the first season of Glee so delightful until it transformed into the hot mess it’s become. Great songs, good singing, cute boys (and girls, if you’re into that) and characters that you generally come to care about (or at least want to bitch slap).
“Nothing makes a woman feel more like a girl than a man who sings like a boy.”
I liked it so much I even got the soundtrack off iTunes…
Highly recommended. Go see it.
Wha…wha…WHAT?

Dear Diary
Dear Diary,
I can’t take much more of this election bullshit.
You can’t watch a YouTube video without first being assaulted by either Romney or Obama telling you how horrible the other one is. While I agree with Obama and will be voting for him, I can’t tell you how many times I’ve just closed my browser rather than sit through another minute of this crap. No video in the world is worth it.
And television? I guess by living in one of the “battleground” (Why is everything steeped in war terminology?) states, I can pretty much forget about seeing any sort of ad for the next three and a half weeks that doesn’t involve one candidate or another calling the other one the Antichrist—and in the case of the Republicans—just spewing outright lies. “Let’s just throw out this shit and see what sticks.”
You’re right, Mr. Romney, I’m one of the 47% who will never vote for you, or any of your downstream cronies. The Republican party is toxic waste, full of aging racist bigots who will say or do anything for no other reason than to simply “get that Nigger out of the White House.”
I’m not thrilled with Obama, but the alternative is just too horrific to contemplate. Can you imagine the mess this country would be in right now if McCain got elected? With Sarah Palin in tow? Sarah. Fucking. Palin. A Romney/Ryan win would all but guarantee a similar—if not worse—scenario. Can you say “Endless War?”
At this point, if a Republican announces that he or she is against anything, I’m voting for it because you know whatever it is, it has the potential for hurting the their corporate masters—otherwise they wouldn’t be whining.
And while we’re on the subject Mittens, just because you got a little bump in the polls after the debate and the Reich Wing are orgasming their panties into a frothy mix over it doesn’t mean the missus should go measuring for drapes just yet.
I’m sure there are people on the other side of aisle (i.e. willfully low-information voters who are immune to basic reality and too lazy to research anything beyond what Faux News tells them) who feel the same way about Obama and the Democrats. That leaves the mythic “middle ground” voters that the two parties are trying to woo.
I call bullshit. If you’re in the “middle” and at this point still haven’t made up your mind who you’re voting for, you have no business going anywhere near a voting booth and should instead simply stay home November 6th and try to decide what color socks you’re going to wear that day, because you’re an idiot.
There's an Old Axiom in The Gay Community
…that states you can have the perfect house or apartment, the perfect relationship, and the perfect job—but never all of them at the same time.
Guess I’ll deal with the crappy job.
