"We're not all into pastels and showtunes..."

That's the line a friend from elementary school wrote me when he came out...in a letter...in 11th grade.

Wow.

Flashfoward about 12 years.

I'm sitting in a bar in the Big City. Tons of gays, sprinkle in a two lesbians, a handfull of fag hags, mix in a little Liza, Judy, Bette, and Julie...and viola...it's SHOWTUNES TUESDAY!!!

Tuesday evening, I went up to the BC to help celebrate Thom's birthday (we dated last fall). I had a blast, saw a ton of people I knew, and kicked back a few vanilla vodka and cokes.

However, I felt like I needed to turn in my gay card. Wicked...Dream Girls...Mommy Dearest...Les Mis...out of the loop! I could barely sing along to 16 going on 17 from Sound of Music. With a crowd of drunken gay men belting out showtunes...classics and more recent movies...I was lost in a sea of singing sissies. No, I take that back...when you have big burly, muscle bound men singing along...it's priceless.

Then I got to thinking...every Tuesday, a crowd of men get together for this. Wow! It was fun for a night...but not like all the time. Really to me, it's the same with any other bar/club/etc. I prefer a simple, quiet life...with some occasional wild and crazy fun mixed in. At least that's my justification. I've said it before, and Sheryl Crow sang about it..."If it makes you happy..."

Alrighty...I promise to be more diligent about blogging.

I'm back (again).

"W"

"W": The Musical

I love me some good tunes. If I go bankrupt, it'll be because of iTunes.

Some of my current favs on the radio (and I'm not a huge Nickleback fan), but I love If Everyone Cared...Say it Right - Nelly Furtado and Give it to Me Nelly F, Justin Timberlake, and Timbaland. The new Maroon Five (Makes Me Wonder) is already WAY overplayed...but I still like it for now.

This morning in cycling, the instructor (who's a little too peppy and not 'mean' enough) apologized because all the songs were 'women' songs. I said, 'honey this is the best track list you've had in the last 8 months.

She had...

"Strong Enough- Cher"
"That Thing - Lauren Hill"
"I love the Nightlife - Alicia Bridges"
"Trouble in my town - Pink"
"Yeah - Usher"

I can't remember the rest...but it was very woman power (for the most part). And by woman power I mean gay man power.

So my question to you, what are some of your current favorite songs, and some oldies but goodies from the past?

Discuss.

"W"

Doggie Style

This week I'm dog sitting. Sort of.

Friends Ramon and Terry are heading to the beach (lucky bitches!), so I'm taking care of their bitch they left behind. Actually I'm taking care of their dog, cat, and fish. I'm not allowed to have pets (not since those pictures made it into the local paper), so I'm just going over to their house a couple times a day to check on the animals and water them . Well, not the fish. They all have self feeders, so my work is pretty easy.

Now I'm just nervous the dog will jump the backyard fence, the cats will run out into the street when I open the door, and the fish will jump out of the tank and attack me.

Ok, short and sweet today.

Take care and don't forget to come up with some questions!

"W"

No Jews For You!

Hey all...

I skipped out on the Jewish-Methodist wedding...much to my disappointment. I left my camera at home. Ok that's not the reason.

I'm pretty sure I blogged about this a few weeks ago. My sister Em, found out she was pregnant, and had never been able to get pregnant until now. That's why she and the hubby were foster parents and going the adoption route.

Unfortunately, last week wasn't so good for the baby. Em started spotting and immediately called the doctor. Sometimes that's normal, or happens and everything turns out fine. When she went in for a checkup, the doctor told her the baby was 9 weeks along, but only developed up to 6 weeks. Technically she had a miscarriage. I don't understand it all, but as of tonight (Sunday), she still has the baby in her. We all went out to eat last night and talked and I played comedian (anne) and kept everyone laughing and having an enjoyable time.

So this morning I decided to skip out on the wedding and come back home. I really wasn't looking forward to a five hour drive from KY right into work Monday anyway.

The good news is that Em can get pregnant...hopefully it'll happen again. The bad news is she lost two children in less than a month, because of that stupid judge's ruling.

She's a trooper. I honestly don't understand how she can be so incredibly strong in this difficult time.

Switching gears. I was recently chastised by Dirk for not putting an email up. Well I did on the initial "ask W" post. Now I've setup a new account so please mail to...

daysofoursordidlives@gmail.com

Let the questioning begin!

"W"

Gas Pains

Ok...

Totally lame post but...

I haven't posted in a few days...

Gas prices are crazy! Here, there, everywhere.

However, I'm told my neck of the woods has some of the cheapest gas in the country. When I put in $50 dollars worth...I about stroked out. It' $3.08 here...for regular unleaded. Of course, I'll be filling up at least twice more for my wedding trip to Lexington.

After passing on the $500 mixer and 100 place settings...I ended up with a set of wine glasses at $30. They say white wine on the box, but are bigger and look more like red wine glasses. I'm no wine expert. In fact, I'll drink it out of just about anything, including a plastic cup. Ghetto Fabulous is my middle name.

I PROMISE no more lame posts...but I felt guilty.

Oh...and if your name is Mad Queen Bess...i'll allow 2-3 questions. Heck, I'll allow up to five questions per person, so you don't have to think so hard.

Smooches,
"W"

Calling all Readers

Hey...this is a shout out to the faithful few...

Thanks for reading and being loyal and stuff.

NO I'm not quitting...although my recent post drought might be convincing otherwise.

I'm just remind you friendly folk to email away any questions...any topic...etc etc. Or else I'll be forced to makeup fake questions and people...but I'll give real answers don't worry.

Later,
"W"

A Good Day for a White Wedding

A week from tonight, I'll be rubbing elbows with Jewish people and tiptoeing through an open pasture.

No, it's not Hadassah Horse Club meeting, rather a wedding at a horse farm in beautiful Lexington, KY.

I'm curious about the wedding next weekend. It's a Jewish-Methodist interfaith ceremony. My pal Emily from college is getting married...to a man. During our college years, she was a practicing lesbian. Now I'm guessing she was just bisexual and now back to the 'straight' side. I've only met the groom to be once...at our friend Amy's wedding nearly two years ago. Nate told Emily "I really like your friend Wes, he's the only friend of yours I met that seems sincere and genuine!" So naturally I think he's SUPER and will be attending the wedding. I'm really hoping I can wear a yarmulke...or wear one and stuff two in my suit coat to give me really big shoulders. Hmm...the wheels are turning...hehe.

As I was perusing the wedding registry to select a gift, I didn't realize one could spend $600 on a blender or 250 for a cookie sheet? Hello people...Target housewares or even Wal-Mart would have been far more reasonable. I was going to drop 40 for a spice rack, but when I went to checkout online, someone already beat me to the punch. I guess Thyme was my enemy!

I still haven't decided what to get now. I'm thinking wine glasses...or buying some fiestaware to complete what's already been purchased.

Then I got to thinking. Straight people can get married and have weddings and get outrageously priced cheese graters and gravy boats. Seriously, do people use a stainless steel gravy boat? Then I was reminded of one of my favorite episodes of Sex and the City, where Carrie goes to a baby shower and has to leave her shoes at the door. Someone steals her prized Manolo's, and the hostess balks at replacing them. (I would too at $500 shoes). Then our single gal realizes she's dumped a load of money for various friends, bridal showers, weddings, birthdays, babies, etc etc., and decide to marry herself and sent out an invitation to the hostess...with just one item on the gift registry...Manolo Blahniks...and of course the heroine gets her shoes in the end.

If I'm still single in ten years, I'm going to throw myself a wedding...marrying ME...and putting out a gift registry (at target...or maybe somewhere else)...and getting a shit ton of gifts.

This is also the wedding that sent an invitation to me only. Not "W" and guest"...just "W". I was a little offended I couldn't bring a guest (not that I would have necessarily)...but it's the thought that counts.

Later,
"W"

Guilty Pleasures

I need to confess...I'm obsessed with bad TV. Since I work evenings and don't have TiVo or some other recording device, I never catch much primetime (except Top Model...I STOP work just for that!)...so most of my TV watching comes in the morning or late at night or on weekends.


Luckily, I can catch reruns of some cable shows....my two favorites now are "Shear Genius" on Bravo and...drumroll..."Charm School on VH1". I like Shear Genius better than Top Designer...because the elimination line isn't as corny as "See you Later, Decorator," rather it's "You've made your Final Cut!" Plus there's the hunky, alternative hair dresser named Ben. Yum!





















Usually I'm not a fan of excessive tats...but whatever.

I also love Charm School. You CANNOT make that shit up. Too funny!

I'm copying my good buddy Dirk (such a trend setter)...and opening up "Ask the Blogger!" So if you have a question you'd like me to answer...any topic, any question, any query. You can email to daysofoursordidlives@gmail.com

Peace "W"

Sunflower, Child, Cobra, Gay Mating Ritual

For you yogies out there, you might recognize a few poses from the title. I'm not sure Gay Mating Ritual is an official name of a pose, but I'm convinced it should be.

This morning, Gal Pal Stephanie and I went to our first yoga class. Luckily we were the only ones for some reason, and had a cool first timer's specialized session. Or Yoga For Dummies...you decide.

Now that's what I call Downward Facing Dog!

My favorite pose though..."corpse"...the end, where you just lay there (or is it lie there?)

Short and Sweet...Cycling and Body Pump tomorrow!

"W"

Bully Bill Bust

Today the genius state senate decided to not protect kids in schools, and watered down a bullying bill. Why? Because it included protection for sexual orientation. The measure failed because open minded people didn't want to look out for gays and lesbians.

I guess it's wrong to make fun of kids because they're poor, a minority, or disabled, but it's ok to harass the homosexuals.

My local senator said, "We can't allow this, because then we'll have to explain to kindergartner's what gay means."

How proud do you think I am that he represents me.

I'm seriously considering calling him out on it. What an ass clown!

I may write a letter, or I may make it a little more public...*evil grin*.

Thanks for letting me rant and vent!

"W"

I Love My Gay Alcoholic Dog

It's true. I don't have a dog, but if I did, you bet he'd be a gay alcoholic!

Saturday evening, while celebrating Cinco de Mayo at Gal Pal Stephanie's, I witnessed some funny stuff.

The blender was almost constantly whirring away a new batch of margaritas. Strawberry, lime, you name it, we drank it. After I had about 6-7 tasty concoctions, we ran out of tequila. Stephanie, just back from St. Maarten, had plenty of rum and other liquor at duty free prices, so we switched to daiquiris (I think), and then I ended up drinking a beer to end the night. I must have been really trashed, because I'm not a big fan of the beer.

All the guests brought elements to make drinks or eat. I made a tasty carmel pie, and brought some strawberries and cream cheese dip for dessert snacking. We also had bomb ass rotelle dip and quesadillas.

Friend Becki (who was LaQuinta for the night, after we assigned Mexican names...I was Pedro or Julio...I don't remember)...Becki brought over her little dog Riley to play with Stephanie's dog Melvin. Melvin...well Melvin loves nothing more than for Riley to come over...chase him around...and then hump the daylight out of Riley's hind end. I mean like there's NO tomorrow! Riley seems to enjoy it, because he just stands there like it's no big deal. Apparently it happens quite often when they have doggie play dates.

I committed three big party fouls...I kept spilling the margaritas...it's hard to pour from a blender into those little plastic fake margarita glasses...so the dogs kept licking up the floor from where I spilled. Then they'd come back from time to time to make sure there wasn't any more to clean up. Silly gay drunk dogs!

Speaking of silly gay drunk dogs...we were singing Xbox Karoke (nothing better than a bunch of people trashed trying to sing)...and I kept giving the dogs my water to drink right out of my cup.

If you read a post about me having Parvo, don't be surprised.

Oh yeah...I guess this means I'm back! Sorry about the lack of posts lately, I've just been blah with everything.

Later,
"W"