Almost ten years ago, I made a personal vow to myself. My vow was all about committing to a life of artistic merit. My decision was to give myself fifty years to “make it” in the arts. While my idea of having made it has changed considerably over the years, my desire to constantly create… Read More »
Admit it. Whenever you see Wolverine in all his muscled glory you go weak in the knees. Y’all remember that time when the adamantium transfer was complete and he leapt up from that tub buck naked and you lost your ever-loving mind. Don’t pretend you didn’t swoon when he woke up in 1974 rocking them… Read More »
During the last fifteen years, I’ve chosen to confront and manage not only my wants but the wanting of those around me. At fifty, I still have a fair amount of wants and remain super clear as to how to manage them. I don’t want to become insane about them nor allow them to rule… Read More »
In the book, So Good They Can’t Ignore You, the writer shares a term (that I love) called Career Capital. This means there are folks who have put in their time, earned their stripes and learned “a thang or two about a thang or two”. When you hire an older guy like me or my… Read More »
I have had bad experiences trying to make fuck buddies into legitimate friends. Having witnessed several friends attempt and fail repeatedly at this endeavor, I am assuming either it doesn’t work or either my friends and I are a bunch of dopes. Gay men learn early on how to sexualize absolutely everything.