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Tuesday, March 2, 2021

Where I’m At

      This is going to read like a diary post. I’m sorry about that. It will also read like a pity party. Sorry about that too. Trust me I’m not looking for pity. If anything, I know I’m a lot better off than a lot of people out there. But that’s the thing with depression and melancholy. You can’t reason it into submission. This post is strange in light of me mentioning in a post only last month that I was doing fine mentally and emotionally. But i think things have just gotten progressively heavier over the last year. And so here I am. Let’s see where I’m at.

     It’s been one year since the pandemic began in earnest. Lockdown lasted a few months and then we moved into this state of limbo where restaurants could be open for outdoor dining only and businesses closed earlier than normal. As a night person, this was particularly hard. I’m usually just getting my dinner at 10 pm after work. But through the whole Summer we couldn’t eat indoors, we couldn’t go to bars, we couldn’t travel anywhere without quarantines, and life was just essentially a lot more dull. Live concerts haven’t been a thing for over a year. Artists are doing these streaming concerts and I love music so much and if I love an artist I want to support them but honestly it’s kind of like watching a video of somebody riding a roller coaster. It gives you an idea  of the experience, but there’s just no comparison to being there yourself. 

     Movies still haven’t returned to normal. Theaters are open, but only Thursday through Sunday and only for a limited amount of showings. But I can’t really blame them. The greedy soul-sucking cinema companies have pulled every movie that was of the slightest importance and pushed it back until at least this Fall. Or they’ve put movies on their streaming services and charged an additional 30 fucking dollars for it (stand up, Mouse House). Or they’ve released movies on HBOMax the same day as it goes to theaters. Now personally I love going to the movies. I get my pretzel bites, I sit in my recliner, and I bask in the ear-thundering surround sound that I could never replicate at home. So I’ll still probably go see Kong vs. Godzilla in a theater just like I did with Wonder Woman even though I have HBOMax and could watch it at home for free. But most people are not me. So at this rate theaters might never recover. But my fingers are crossed obviously.

     As the economy has taken a hit, businesses have cut back on employees. My bank, Thieves of America (that's what I call them) closed over half of their branches in February 2020 and still has not reopened them. Now I have to travel a half hour away just to make a withdrawal and there's usually a line of like 50 people angrily waiting since they closed so many branches and every dickhole within a 50 mile radius now has to come to the same fucking branch. My company is no different. Sometimes people are working all alone in stores with a list of a dozen things they’re supposed to accomplish besides ringing all of the customers up. It can be super stressful on the best of days, especially if you have a deluded taskmaster for a boss. Not to mention you have to deal with angry people shouting at you because you have no Lysol, or demeaning you because you have no idea when they’ll be able to get vaccinated. Or worst of all...angry anti-maskers. I could care less if it makes me radical left, fascist, socialist or whatever...I’m tired of dealing with angry people who carry fake stats about the virus that they’ve printed off of the QAnon thread and who can’t stop spouting their conspiracy nonsense while yapping about their rights all while refusing to wear a piece of cloth over their mouth and nose that doctors have been wearing for centuries. I’d love to kick their ass out of the store and ban them for life. But when you work for a corporation you can never do that. God forbid the person threatens to sue. True story, I caught a shoplifter in the act once. She had about $80 of pain relievers stuffed under her bra. She was a regular who was always nice to the employees so I felt sorry for her. She pleaded with me not to call the police and said she was sorry. So I let her go but told her never to come back. Cut to the next day. Her sister is calling me up and calling me all kinds of names and threatening to sue. The company caved and she was allowed to continue stealing at the store. The company’s edict to me: make sure she doesn’t steal. I just stopped looking. They obviously don’t care so now neither do I. But I’m getting off topic. The point was, although I’m extremely relieved and happy to have a job, it’s also gotten a lot more stressful since all of this began.

     I haven’t seen my Mom in almost 2 years. Luckily my brother and I live pretty close to one another so I’m still able to see him and my niece and nephew but not nearly as often as before. I also have a best friend who works at an essential business like me so we’ve continued to hang out and go out to eat (when we can). It’s gotten to the point that I look forward all week to actually going into a restaurant to eat which is sad on numerous levels but also the truth. My days off have routinely become almost like sick days. Sleep late, stay in jammies all day, maybe run the big errand of the day (getting mail at the P.O. Box), take a nap. You get the picture.  I hear you saying this is a choice. True somewhat, but it’s Winter so it’s usually cold and/or snowing out and I don’t ski. So your choices for things to do are very very limited.

     I was going to the gym regularly for a while and was actually in pretty good shape, though my body remained in its usual shape but still. But I had a gym buddy for inspiration. A year ago the gyms closed and stayed closed until well into November. Boredom and my tenuous emotional state kept me eating and eating while I stayed inside so I’ve probably gained at least 20 pounds over the last 12 months. And my gym buddy is a germaphobe so we’ve never resumed our routine. That same friend was telling me on the phone how she's saved so much money this past year since she hasn't been able to do anything and all I could think was wow she's lucky. If anything, I've spent even more trying to fill the void left by the pandemic. Again, totally my choice/fault, but it is what it is. Between Doordash and OnlyFans, a person could bankrupt themselves. Soooo many pseudo celebs joined OnlyFans in the past year while they were out of work to make a quick buck. Some of them actually give you the D, but some are nothing but teases who charge exorbitant sums for a pic of their bulge. And if you've checked out this blog before you know that I love porn. Especially porn featuring famous people. So I've spent a lot trying to gather as much of it up as I can. Who'd have thought after I met Aaron Carter at a concert meet and greet 4 years ago that one day not far off I'd be paying to watch him shoot his load lol. Then there's Amazon. You figure well I'll be home with nothing to do let me order some books or blu-rays. And eventually I'm ordering an $80 Dynasty box set. Money is so so easy to spend sadly.

     So that's where I'm at. Not in a good place right this moment. But we have a family trip booked for June. That seems like a million years away, but it's kind of keeping me going at this point. My brother and I and the kids will be driving down to Florida to stay with my Mom and my Step-Dad for a week. I desperately need that trip to happen if only to get away from my own problems for that week. Still, it's not all bad, I guess. I have caught up on a ton of incredible movies and tv shows. In the past week alone I've watched 2 thirds of Alan J. Pakula's Paranoia Trilogy (The Parallax View and All the President's Men, only missing Klute), Supernova, the new gay themed drama starring Colin Firth and Stanley Tucci as lovers, almost all of Wandavision (only the finale is left that's this Friday), It's a Sin the Russell T. Davies AIDS drama, Crikey? It's the Irwins, Allen V. Farrow (2 eps so far), and Ratched. And I've made a challenge to myself to read at least 1 book a month in 2021 and I'm already ahead about 100 pages into my fourth book, Leah Remini's Troublemaker. And of course I always have my music. I'm always obsessively tinkering with playlists on Apple. I just wish they would do more with the social media aspect of their site right now it's almost nil. So I take little joys where I can find them. And I have to try and be content with the fact that nobody in my family has gotten the virus or worse died from it, nobody in my family has lost their job. And that does make it easier to stay positive at times. Not today. But tomorrow is another day. Until then, lemme watch that Aaron Carter video again.

Sunday, February 14, 2021

The One You Never Forget

 I'm on a roll recently with discovering these marvelous LGBT short films and one glance at YouTube will tell you that I've only scratched the surface there are loads of great short movies that never get widely distributed which is a shame but I'm glad I can share some of them here. This one is very touching. Enjoy!




The Last Time I Saw Richard

 I discovered this short recently and although it's not implicitly LGBT themed (though there is a slight tinge of homoeroticism to the main characters' relationship) I found it pretty heartbreaking and it stayed with me for several days. I love horror as well (though this blog usually focuses on the queer aspect of my personality) so the darker elements creeped me out. Enjoy!




Friday, February 12, 2021

Reel

I felt like I had already posted this but I don't see it in the post listings so even though I first came across this sometime ago it came into my YT feed again this week and I decided to share it. It's an extremely sweet LGBT short.




 

Monday, February 8, 2021

Legacy

 Tick - Tick -Tick - Tick


Midnight movie and I sit alone

Watching to forget that there's no one at home.


I'm all right on most days, but this one's been hell.

Margaritas and misery are all I have to tell.


This week brought nothing but one more ghosted text

and one more person to use me then on to the next.


It's the legacy of a modern generation,

costly and without warranty.

Cold nights spent wishing

that there was someone lying next to me.

Is it the fear that keeps us at bay

and unwilling to share our hearts?

Or something that cuts much deeper

and forever keeps us apart?



Social affairs are certain death, with everyone asking about a date.

Now going out to parties is something that I've learned to hate.


Self service is something of an art now that it's become the norm.

But it takes more than your own body to keep the nights safe and warm.


Every day the rut gets bigger and the battle with myself continues to be fought.

I fear I'm falling into an abyss and that the end will come leaving it all for naut.



This is the legacy of a modern generation

lonely and bereft of scope.

Petty relationships and painful abuse

leaving me unable to cope.

Please don't let me end up this way

with a heart of stone gasping for air.

I've got a wounded psyche and a broken heart

that I'd still ne willing to share.



Tick - Tick - Tick - Tick 

Friday, January 1, 2021

Justin Bieber's New Year's Eve Concert 2020

     Anyone who knows me knows that this year without concerts has been excruciating for me. I normally see at least 8-12 concerts a year. Now I can't remember the last one I saw but it was definitely well over a year ago. I purposefully resisted watching streamed concerts all through 2020. As with awards shows presented to an empty house (or worse yet, virtually through Zoom!) I just didn't see the point. A concert is about more than just the show itself. It's about being part of an audience and responding to an artist that you love in person, it's about that electric, indefinable thing that takes place when the thrum of the speakers course through your body. It's about shouting the lyrics you've memorized after years of playing the songs on your headphones back at the stage. It's a communal event. Admittedly, that can sometimes be part of the irritation about live shows as well. Waiting in line for 20 minutes just to use the bathroom, having to step over a pile of vomit (or worse yet dodge one in the stadium), angry people telling you to sit down or to stand up when you don't want to. And yet for me, the pros far outweigh the cons. Finally when New Year's Eve rolled around as I didn't have any other plans (my usual trip to my brother's house to hang with family was canceled at their end) I decided to stream a double header. Kylie Minogue was streaming from 5 separate timezones her Intimate Disco show, so I picked a Paris stream so that I could watch earlier and then tune in later that night to Justin Bieber who would start streaming at 10:15. I ordered both tickets (making sure that they both supported Chromecasting so that I could watch the shows on my tv) and I was set. The absence of any Kylie videos in this post should first alert you to the fact that all did not go as planned. Chromecasting did not work, so I was forced to watch the concert on my phone which pissed me off to no end which is why I begrudgingly didn't screen record anything from that first show. By the time 10:15 rolled around, I was prepared for the fact that I would have to watch the next show on my phone again, so this time I decided to take some snippets for posterity. The bottom line about both shows is that they were excellent. Kylie's was a more intimate affair, and kind of short at just under an hour, but still filled with hits and synchronized dancing and strobe lights so that in the end it resembled a cross between the Star Wars Holiday Special, Saturday Night Fever, and a Kylie club show and yes I mean that as a full compliment even with the Star Wars reference. Justin's show was much more elaborate with a massive stage and full band and backup dancers. The few negatives I had were his outfit (which looked like he rolled himself off the couch 5 minutes before the show), him forgetting the words at one point but no biggie there, and too many songs from his last album which was not one of my favorites (it plays like a Poo Bear album not a Justin album since the producer had a hand on every song). But I digress. Over all, streaming will never replace a real live concert and I can't wait until they return. I have a ticket to see Def Leppard/Motley Crue/Joan Jett/Poison in August, so fingers crossed. Here are some snippets from Justin's show.