The Adopted Family

We’ve all been there, as young children, the moment we realized that we disliked our parents. And I’m sure parents have often wondered on various occasions why they didn’t use better birth control. But have you ever wondered how the adopted family interacts? Unless you yourself were adopted, you don’t realize the differences. When people discover I was adopted, I hear phrases like,...

When You Wish Upon a Fish: A Birthday Memory

Sometimes, in life, there are no explanations–not at the tender age of five, anyways. And for me, I didn’t understand what being “adopted” was, but I knew I was it. Several things puzzled me at that age, like: why bears ate porridge, why my aunts all had mustaches, and why my grandmother would force me to watch Captain Kangaroo and Mr. Rogers. I hated both shows. Captain Kangaroo bored me;...

5 Reasons to Come Out Of The Closet

I was a late bloomer by today’s gay standards as I came out of the closet at 19. It was 1994 in Odessa, Texas and I wasn’t sure what to do or say or who I could trust but a little voice inside kept telling me that I could no longer lie about who I was. The first person I came out to was my mother. Ah, poor moms always get the short end of the stick–but my mother was extremely supportive and just...

Jab & Lupe Valdez

It’s been a while since we’ve heard from our favorite guest blogger, JAB and he’s got a blog today that’s making me re-think my opinion on the people we elect into office. What are your thoughts? So the election is over now (not counting Minnesota), and there are mixed reviews. On one hand Obama won. I think enough has been said about that, no need to pile on. On the other hand, there’s...

Ever Had a Bad Sex Day?

Sometimes, while riding the Q train on my way home, I stop what I’m doing (reading, writing, or sleeping) and I criticize the freaks on the train (it has to be done) because it just amazes me how I continue to remain single, day after day, while these New York monsters are in relationships, enjoying life with a significant other. The married Jamaican man next to me needs to be slapped because of his...