JamesSavik

I am the Walrus, koo-koo ka chu

I drive a Tacoma and have no complaints.

I guess I feel about the same way about PDAs that I feel about nudity: if its a cute young couple I'll be like awe, aren't they cute. If they are like all fat and wallowing on the beach, I'll douse them with seawater and try to roll them back out to sea.

REJECT. If a person has rights, why does he have to move where those rights are sanctioned? Maybe you live in Fairyland but some of us don't and we pay a price for being gay in blood, sweat and tears. Sorry- gays aren't a recgonized minority. You can be fired with no recourse in most states. Housing can be a problem. Don't assume that these problems don't exist simply because they are outside of your limited experience. I've been out, not by choice, since I was 13 in a rural Mississippi town. Social outcast my ass. They tried to kill me. Don't judge me until you've walked a mile in my shoes. BTW- never speak to me again. You don't know me at all and from your bullshit I don't want to know you. Hairspray my ass.

From the other side of the life altering circumstances, I can tell you that they do in fact run like scalded dogs.

I don't discriminate. I hold everyone in contempt. Except for cats. They are my favorite people and they bring me yummy birds and squirrels. Who else will do that for ya?

Heh heh heh... Stepford Fags: always trying to be accepted where it will never happen for all the wrong reasons. OK Romeo and Romeo: you are married. Do you have any benefits as partners? Probably not unless you are a 100K+ a year corperate weasel. Any legal protections from discrimination in the workplace? How about housing? How about the new supervisor that hates faggots? How about the new KKKristian landlord? REALITY: the two of you are a bigger targets than ever to the haters. You might as well wear a t-shirt that says kick me.

In my "real life", I'm a special sort of tekkie called a systems administrator. For instance, when your software manual has hit the wall, it usually tells you to consult your systems administrator. I'm the guy you call when the computer caca has hit the fan. Lots of people call me on the worst day of their life. Their hard drive has died and so has their masters thesis. They've lost a file that's critical to their career/continued employment/world peace. They've run over their laptop and want to get it fixed before their boss finds out. I'm a soft spoken person that usually has the patience of Job but after twenty years of this, I'm ready to kill, kill, kill... Oh sorry. Suffice it to say that in some cases, silence is golden.

I've taken the Jung personality test a couple of times and it always turns out the same: INTJ The Portait of the Mastermind (INTJ) Of the four aspects of strategic analysis and definition, it is the contingency planning or entailment organizing role that reaches the highest development in Masterminds. Entailing or contingency planning is not an informative activity, rather it is a directive one in which the planner tells others what to do and in what order to do it. As the organizing capabilities the Masterminds increase so does their inclination to take charge of whatever is going on. INTJ's that you might have heard of: Nietche, Newton, Steven Hawkings, Ike and Ayn Rand

Need a gay icon? Try Brian Kenney! Brian & Justin: Rainbow Gimme More! ____________________________________________________ the Tao of Brian Kenny There are only two kinds of str8 people: the ones that hate you to your face and the ones that hate you behind your back. Stupid breeders. So busy with their broods, they just can't keep up with homo averice... I'm the most fabulous fag in Pittsburg. That is, if it's possible to be fabulous in Pittsburg.

Today I finished up a rather big project that I've been working on. In the front of the house are two Azalea beds that have been there since the sixties. The Bushes are large but scraggly and unhealthy because the soil under them is worn out. My job: dig up the bushes, replant them. Dig up the old beds and clean out the roots. Remove some of the dirt. Test the soil and figure out what it needs. Add: sand, top soil, peat moss, humas, etc. Till it up. Put the plastic border down. Smooth out the dirt in the new beds, put landscape cloth down. Cut holes, plant new bushes. Put down pine bark mulch, some azalea food and water them in. It all sounds so easy when you put it that way. Just try digging up some forty year old bushes and see how much fun it is. Oy! Am I going to be sore tomorrow.

CP/M page at Wiki

Seung-Hui Cho was a spree-killer, not a serial killer. There's a big difference.

Since most people here are attracted to the person rather than the race, apparently we don't have any serial killers. In my on background, my man-friends have been white/american indian, jewish, mulatto, hispanic and ameri-asian. I have found that that many gay American white males have intimacy problems directly related to conflicting sexual roles/social expectations. I expect this comes from culture and socialization.

I think that its interesting to note that serial killers almost never kill outside their own race. When they do kill outside their race, it is either an accident, mistaken idenity or because they are about to be discovered.

Your sexuality has nothing to do with your taste in music. Gay people are all individuals with their own minds and taste. For example, I would rather face a CIA waterboard than be forced to listen to show tunes. The only dancing I do is when my feet are on fire. There's really no telling what you'll find in my CD player [but I gaurantee you it won't be rap or hip-hop]. It may be old school: the Doors, Pink Floyd, Yes, Jimi Hendrix, Supertramp, Queen, Led Zepplin... It might be something newer like Tool, NIN, Staid, Seether, Disturbed, Skinny Puppy, Soundgarden or Stone Temple Pilots.

I have been putting on a full court press to get a better job. I've been self employed for a few years but with the economic slowdown, I've just been spinning my wheels. I've been on Monster, Dice, CareerBuilder and other sites and finally found a company that likes and needs my experience. Over the last week, we've had one face-to-face and two telephone interviews. Their Personnel Director told me to expect a formal offer in the mail early this week [unless something goes sideways]. Now I don't have to stress out over being under-employed and I can get beck to my evil plans for world domination. My title will be Netwok Engineer. My territory will cover about 1/5th the state of Mississippi and I'll be on the road 4 days out of 5. The best part is that I'll be making enough money to do a little more than just scrape by. So I'm back in the saddle and one happy nerd.

Knowing yourself is the easy part. Actually liking yourself takes some work.

Perhaps you are ready for CP/M. CP/M runs on a Z-80 processor at a maximum of 10MHz and can only address 64K of RAM and a little over 10 Mbytes of hard drive space. It uses 5 1/4" floppies and there are no known drivers for CD ROM media. CP/M has the advantage of being very small and is highly efficient as it is written entirely in optimized assembly language and has a long documented history of bug free operations. You'll probably want to buy the CP/M professional kit as it has several compilers and an assembler so you can write any software that you might want that you can't find in the archive. Another big selling point of CP/M is that it comes with a complete set of manuals that completely document the operating system. For a fee you can get a copy of its source code.

I don't touch alcohol... anymore. I've been clean and sober 4 years Oct. 1st. Now I strike out on a regular basis with higher class people.

Now you're thinking Billy. Which as Old Bob suggested earlier, is the point of this exercise.

I pronounce the Western cow opera as dead, dead, dead stick a fork in it, its done. It has been overdone, under written and over exposed by all of the tv networks 1000 or so mediocre to awful cow operas. Had cowboys and indians had killed themselves at the rate that Hollywood woould have you believe, there wouldn't be any left of either one. It can happen to any genre and exactly by that formula: by producing schlock and believing naively that the audience will always be there. My complaint against gay fiction in general is that with the exception of a very few authors: Driver, Dewey, Comsie, Freethinker and maybe even Graeme is that the life that gay characters lead, I don't recognize it. I recognize Driver's characters, Dewey's angst, Comsie's My Only Escape and Freethinker's world is the one I grew up in. I don't recognize gay characters as popular, top of their class, with clubs and places to go, accepted by family and friends and even respected. This is probably a generational thing but it is so foreign to my experience that it might as well be science fiction. There are some hard realities about being gay and I fear that we set up a lot of young people for disappointment by making it sound like it is all wine and roses. How's this for a story: A twenty-something gay professional who is quietly out takes a job in state government that nobody else wants. By force of will and intelligent management over the years he builds that department into something to be proud of. By the time he's forty, it is the best performing department of its kind in the state. At the request of some friends, he takes a public stand on a bill that would prohibit gay marriage in the state in the 2004 election. Meanwhile a state-senator needs to find a job for his useless son-in-law without a degree and he picks that job. The state senator must first get rid of the guy holding the office. He proceeds to tear down the man and anyone that stands with him. Management at the agency sides with the senator because they can't afford to make an enemy out of someone on the budget committee. He is asked to resign for the good of the agency with help promised to get another position but it never materialized. Would you read it? Probably not. It's real. It's my story in a paragraph. Moral of the story? No good dead goes unpunished and at some level, every government is feudalism.

Stale scenarios perhaps? Like the new kid in school (no offense Cosmie ), new kid in town, new kid on the boat, new kid on the ranch, new kid from Australia, New kid from Dixie, new kid from New York, new kid from England... WTF was wrong with the old kids???

Gay online fiction: a subset of romantic fiction involving gay people; this and a number of other websites bread & butter. Have we reached the edge? Some of our best authors have moved on. Others haven't posted new material in months & years. How many variations of the boy meets boy story can there possibly be? Has the genre gone stale?

Happy Birthday Martin! Have a great year!