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my (our) books

Fool for Love When You Don't See Me

Someone Like You I'm Your Man

He's The One It Had To Be You

The Mammoth Book of New Gay Erotica Best Gay Erotica 2007

Best Gay Love Stories: New York City Best Gay Love Stories 2005

Three Fortunes In One Cookie The Deal

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If you have any of the above books and would like them signed, mail them to:

P.O. Box 131845, Houston, TX., 77219.

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Warning: This blog may contain homosexuals which in the states of California and Maine have been alleged to destroy the sanctity of marriage. Read at your own risk.



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Mar. 16th, 2011

bushfire


Although I love "Ages of You" by REM, it was actually the song that followed it--the driving, yearning pulse of "Bushfire" by the B-52's--that got me out of bed this morning.

Jan. 17th, 2011

archer's arrows


I had to be at Hanley, Inc. at 8:30 this morning, which I haven't done in months, so I scheduled my computer to start-up at 7:15 AM. The start-up song it played was "Archer's Arrows" by Crowded House, which is a great song to wake up to, because it kicks off with a drum roll and then eases into a gorgeous mellow melody.

Sep. 9th, 2010

se a vida é (that's the way life is)


Now that The Big H only needs me in the afternoon, it's been a while since I've had to be awake at a certain time during the morning hours. Today, however, I wanted to be up at 8:30 AM in order to meet someone at 10 AM. As is my nature, I didn't sleep very well, because I was worried about sleeping through the alarms. That didn't happen, because my eyes flew open at 7:30 AM. The noise from my eyelids woke Rex and Pixie, who dashed out of their crates and started prancing about way too early for my taste. I croaked, "Go back to sleep, damn it," and we did.

At 8:30 AM my computer chimed, began its startup process, and then played the dulcet tones of Brian Ferry's "Slave to Love." Not the best startup song choice, because I regained consciousness only to be lulled to sleep seconds later by Ferry's crooning. Thankfully, my iTunes is set to shuffle my song library, so the driving bass line of "Left to my Own Devices" by the Pet Shop Boys got me and the dogs up and moving. Which is good, because I was on time to pick up my new foster dog, Tyson. Yes, yet another Tyson. And, yes, another medium size tan dog. He's pretty much a hybrid of Pixie and Rex. I'll be bringing him to the Scout's Honor meet and greet this Saturday. Click here for info.

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Jun. 14th, 2010

cold hearted


Becky and I went to see a movie today. I asked her to go, so I paid for the tickets, which were almost twenty dollars. Becky paid for the concessions, which were almost as much as the tickets. I don't see how teenagers can afford to go out on dates anymore. No wonder there are so many teen pregnancies. Condoms are cheaper, kids! Anyway, halfway through the movie I was wishing I'd thought to wear jeans, rather than shorts. I also wished I'd brought a hoodie. It was freakin' cold in there! You could've hung meat in that theater. As it was, mine was shrinking back up into my body. The movie was good, though. And the popcorn, excellent.

Because of all this, I've selected Paula Abdul's "Cold Hearted" as my start-up song for the week.

Jun. 8th, 2010

second chance


My start-up song for the week is "Second Chance" by Shinedown. It was either that or "I'm Your Man" by Wham! I think I made the right choice.

May. 31st, 2010

borderline


I couldn't think of which song I wanted to wake up to this week, so I had my iTunes pick a song at random. It chose "Borderline" by Madonna, which immediately sent me back to 1980somethingorother when I was in high school and I was returning home with a bunch of other choral singers who had auditioned for--was it District 3 choir or All-State choir? Hmm...doesn't matter--anyway, we were on our way home on a school bus, tired, late, hungry, and "Borderline" began to play on the radio. I was sitting with Sheri Burns. We started singing along together and I started making up bad choreography to go with the song to make her laugh. It was fun and, for a brief moment, I forgot to care what other people thought about me and what I was doing.

For some reason, back then, I was shocked and appalled whenever my brother and all his friends kept calling me that other F word.

May. 24th, 2010

there is a light that never goes out


For the past week I've had The Smith's "There is a Light That Never Goes Out stuck in my head. I'm not sure why. Must be because of the final episode of Lost. Yeah, that's the ticket. As a result, I made it my latest start-up song. One thing I've always liked about "There is a Light..." is the way it borrows from "Dancing Barefoot" by Patti Smith. At least, I think it does. Anyway, that's all I have to say about that.

May. 10th, 2010

une very stylish fille


I just moved a mp3 file of "Une Very Stylish Fille" by Dimitri of Paris to my start-up files, so it will wake me up in the morning. Which means the first thing I'll hear in the morning is a sample of Patricia Neal saying, "I am a very stylish girl," taken from Breakfast at Tiffany's, which always makes me smile.

Apr. 27th, 2010

bring your love down (didn't i)


"You play your games but the fact remains
I'm the only one that can hold your reins"


After my computer powered up this morning and my start-up song began to play, I remembered the first time I'd ever heard it. I was a freshman in high school I found myself seven or eight people deep in a car that was designed to seat four comfortably. The car was flying over the twists, turns, hills, and drops of deep country blacktop on a dark early evening. I could barely breathe and someone's elbow was grinding into my ribs, but I didn't care, because I was a geeky nobody in a car full of people far cooler than I could ever hope to be. "I love this song. Turn it up!" someone demanded. Someone complied and "Bring Your Love Down (Didn't I)" by Yaz reverberated throughout the genuine naugahyde lined interior. I'd never heard of Yaz before, but I didn't want anyone to know, so when asked if I liked them, I said, "They're alright," as nonchalantly as possible, as if voicing my preference for braised quail over roasted pheasant.

Apr. 15th, 2010

free


There are many reasons why I'm an avid Mac user. I have a slightly deserved reputation for sleeping through alarms of the bedside clock variety, which is why I love that I can use my iMac as an incredibly loud alarm clock. Via the Energy Saver control panel (System Preferences>>Energy Saver>>Schedule), I can set a time for my iMac to start up or shut down. And, by selecting a particular mp3 file to play on startup (System Preferences>>Accounts>>Login Items) and cranking the volume up to 11 (which is one more than 10, you know), iTunes will launch at startup and play the file once the iMac is up and running. Because my desk is on the other side of the room, I'm forced to get up and turn down the volume. Although, I never do, because I prefer my music loud.

This week's wake-up song has been 1994's dance sensation "Free" by Ultra Nate. (No relation to the better known and lovely scented Jean Nate.) Because I like loud music, and because I'm damn lazy, I still linger in bed, even after the Mac startup "bong!" and after the music starts playing. In "Free," however, the line "Make that change, let's start today/ Get out of bed, get on your way" forces me to smile, surrender, and find the energy to toss the covers aside.