Prior to leaving the hotel room, the guys wanted to know what my plans were for Saturday. I told them that I had planned to go to the Birmingham Museum to check out a few exhibits, then hit up the theater to go see Scott Pilgrim vs the World. I guess it sounded like a…Details
We met through the Internet. Like any other depressed and sexually repressed young millennial, I took to the World Wide Web to look for fun in some way. The taste of Jack Daniels could no longer quench my thirst for verbal, if not personal interaction. So, I bypassed my usual trips to Black Gay Chat…Details
Quick update – not feeling well. I think I’m coming down with a cold, so I’ve been resting up, thinking, and drafting. Also, I’ve been completely bummed out with the situation in Ferguson. At any rate, I will resume posting soon. I have another series of posts lined up and ready to go, and I…Details
I’m tired of reading anything about Nick Jonas and his excessive gay pandering. Like, male celebrities who claim to be straight but love the gays, why not be more active in advocating issues that impact us instead of dropping your pants? Speaking of celebs that take advantage of gay culture, I no longer have patience…Details
In all honesty, I don’t want to spend much time writing about the young man that professed his deliverance from homosexuality down at the Church of God in Christ’s 107th anniversary this past weekend. Nope, I just won’t write about it. Seriously, the video has gone viral, the comments have been made, and the young…Details
Here’s a bonus from the previous post, if you don’t feel like reading. This is the original audio that influenced Highways and Intersections. Sorry if my voice isn’t up to par; it was a late night. Enjoy!
I remember one night coming home from my homegirl’s house. She lives about 50 minutes away from me, so it’s a good, long drive home. It was very late at night, with very little traffic around me, so the silence of the streets, the nicely paved asphalt, and the bright traffic lights all brought up…Details
(Continued from previous post) I didn’t think this particular story would need two entries, but it really does. And if you didn’t read the previous entry, you kinda need to LOL! But to recap: Chatted with a tattoo artist through Yahoo! Messenger. Told me he had is penis split down the middle. I wanted to…Details