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Year in Review!

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Everyone is doing it! I will do it! You will read! You will be barely enriched! Read now!

One favorite post from each month:

I post my own text version of “It’s Gets Better”, purely because my voice sounds weird to me.

Even though I recap our Disney cruise and parks visit, I think my three stories for “coming out stories” were more interesting. Here’s my story of coming out to my Dad

Okay so I do talk about our Disney trip. Here I relate a magical gay moment with Josh and Sean at the Liberty Tree Diner.

I’m tasked by Nice To See Stevie B to try the Blog 64 Topics challenge. I don’t make it. But I do manage to like #6: A happy picture.

Probably the best surprise gift I’ve ever accomplished. SharkBoy gets a trip to Disney World and finds out the day we leave. I’ll probably never have kids and this was the next best thing to it. I will never forget his face that morning. Honourable mention

While away, postbear usually watches over our two feline treasures, which we’re eternally grateful for. When we get home, the apartment usually has some… new decorations… that take us a few weeks to find. He tells us we still haven’t found them all.

I start my AIDS Walk Stormtrooper fundrasing. In the end I made $2500 and wound up with blisters on my feet. I’d do it again in a second.

I mark the one year anniversary of my father’s passing, but I liked this day better.

Honourable mention: I also recount our trip to Disneyland/California with more pictures.

Fuzzbelly sends on prints of SharkBoy and I in our troop suits in honour of my AIDS Walk fundraising. I go all verklempt. He really is a great man!

Steve Jobs passes. I gush just a bit.

I notice that I’m writing less. Maybe 2 times a week. Is blogging dead? Or am I frustrated that this sort of shit can happen without me knowing?

I hate this ad. It’s gone, thankfully. But I like how I wrote about it.

There you have it. The last year in 12 links!

I hope the next year brings you happiness and bla and poo flinging monkeys with fezzes.


Disecting Prometheus

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The trailer for Prometheus dropped when I left for Xmas and I think I’ve played it…oh 1000 times so far. I just want to mention a couple things because I am sure you can go to any nerd site and read the vast comments about this 2 min piece of geek-gasm.

Okay so here’s my take…


It’s pretty much unspoken but utterly “duh!” that this movie is either a prequel to, or lives within the Alien movie universe, despite what Ridley Scott refuses to say or admit in interviews.

Here are my nerd boner moments:


So I gotta ask:

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A Little Extra Screening

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On our trip down to Vermont I experienced difficulty with the online check-in at Porter Airlines. After a couple hours and countless tries to register our seats, we made two calls to the customer service centre, who couldn’t resolve the issue, both with wildly different answers as to why this was happening. We gave up and resolved to be at the airport a little earlier than usual to sort this out. We’ve been burned by Porter before and while we still love the service, we know the relationship is a bit abusive.

We arrive at the check in (someone pleaaaase build the tunnel to the airport, like… yesterday – that ferry is the most ridiculous form of transport in the history of travel) and as the clerk looks over my passport, her face smiles wide.

“Congratulations! You’ve been randomly chosen to go through extra screening!” She makes it sound like an extra day on the beach with an extra girly drink. This explains why I can’t complete check in online. Oh ho!

At the screening we go through the pat down, the “I need an adult!” touching, the questions. The agent and I were joking all the way through it so it was a pretty professional/light hearted experience. Then it came time to check my luggage.

Two bags, two inspectors. They tell me they are going to search my luggage in an officious voice. Sure. Whatever. Go. And in they dive.

The one opening my suitcase flips the lid and looks down at the first item of clothing on top of my pile.

Boom. SharkBoy’s pink Mickey Mouse PJs. Right on top.

With a booming voice that makes the other guards stop to look, my agent asks “Are these your pyjamas, sir?”

“No!” I knee-jerk respond. And then realize I may be getting into trouble if I admit that I might have not entirely pack my own suitcase by myself, so I say “They’re a gift!!”

He wasn’t buying it. They finish their search and after I’ve collected myself and as I’m leaving, the agent says “Pleasant dreams!”

Pogo Nogo

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Seems like my fave video DJ, Pogo, has been banned from the US because of …his agent? Details are scant but his blog alludes to being arrested and left high and dry because the people who arranged his tour didn’t actually fill out all the necessary paperwork?

In the meantime, he’s released a couple new videos, and naturally, knocks it out of the park again. See “Davyd” below, mixed from the curious and polarizing movie “A.I.”

Bonne Anniversaire

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5 years ago we nervously stood in front of a room full of people and declared our love for each other. If I could do it all over again I wouldn’t change a thing (well, maybe put my Audio Brother in charge of music… Would have liked the drag queen to perform instead of being monopolized by my mom).

The last couple years have been a real roller coaster, to say the least. I don’t know how I would have gotten through most of it without you.

On the upside, we’ve had some amazeballs adventures and I can’t wait for many, many more!

Let’s hit that steakhouse and crack open some wine!

I love you!