I don't even know what to say…

This is seriously about the most disturbing thing I have ever seen.

Even worse, click below to find out how much you have to pay. Mind boggling. Simply mind boggling.

Heavenly Pet Portraits
Custom cat art and dog art of pets you love as companions and pets who have gone to the Rainbow Bridge.

(A/K/A Heaven, in case you might have been wondering…)

Tweakin' the Blog

OK, I admit that I’m not all that smart when it comes to this blogging stuff. I don’t know my MT from my WP or my CSS from my XML to save my life. I read posts on the Gay Bloggers Tribe sometimes and just scratch my head in puzzled wonderment.

But, if you give me a few hours… (or days.. or weeks… or years…) I can figure it out. 🙂

So, that being said, what do you think of the new header? 🙂

Missed Connection #2

Today was another one of those days where one thing could have made the day a total waste, but another thing, a brief shining moment, made it all worthwhile.

Last night, the cats were restless and antsy, I had incredible sex (see yesterday’s post), and I was all wound up. So I didn’t get much sleep. As a result, it was really, really hard to get up in the morning.

Still, I went to work and muddled through the day.

Thing #1 that could have made the day a total waste was when I got the phone call from the car repair shop. I had turned my car over to them the night before in hopes of getting my brakes repaired and the oil changed.

I didn’t expect an estimate of over $1,800. Holy fucking shit!

Of course, in addition to the things I needed done, they found a slew of other things wrong with the car. Of course. That’s what these guys do. But I couldn’t afford $1,800.

So I got it down to $780 plus tax. That was for the brakes and a fan belt that needed to be replaced. He gave me the oil change and fluid checks for free. How generous.

I started to contemplate how my bill could possibly be so outrageously high, when he wasn’t completely REBUILDING my braking system, just replacing what needed replacing. He replied that he uses only “Heavy Duty, High-Quality parts.”

Yeah, they must be made of gold.

Of course, by the time we had this conversation, he was already done with my car. Because I wasn’t smart enough or fast enough to say “Whoa, buddy, that’s high, let me bring it somewhere else…” So the damage is done. I have an $800 repair bill for my car. God Damnit.

There goes that new credit card…

So because of the whole car fiasco, I took the train to work today. Now granted, I should take the train every day. But I’m lazy as hell. It’s hard to get up in the morning (and this morning was certainly no exception), and usually by the time I do get up, I am already running late. So I drive. A lot.

Thing #2 that made the day worthwhile happened on the way home.

After work, I rushed to the train station. I had to make it to rehearsal at 7:30, but first, I had to pick up my car. So there was a lot to do.

I got to the platform and it was crammed with people. Of course. Cubs game.

It took forever for a train to arrive. The platform kept filling up with people. And then I saw him.

Blue-green eyes, blondish brown hair, maybe about 5’9″ or so, maybe a hair taller. Cute, cute, CUTE.

So of course he kept me distracted. I had my headphones on, listening to some mix CD I had put together. I watched him walk by, back and forth, looking to see if trains were coming, then back again.

Eventually a train did arrive, but for some reason, after it stopped in the station, the distinct stench of an electrical fire followed it. And a lot of smoke. It was a little bit scary, and much more concentrated toward the front of the train. (I was at the back.) People started to board the train, but then the muffled announcement came that they needed to check the train for trouble (I am guessing, since I couldn’t understand a single word,) and people started to file off the cars.

Cute boy was still in the station. He was thinking like me… “Wait for the next one.” Smart boy.

The smoke started to get worse, but people still didn’t move.

And then it happened.

Cute boy turned to me and smiled, shaking his head.

I quickly shucked off my headphones.

“I don’t know why they bother,” he said.

“With what, the announcements?” I replied.

“Yeah, you can’t hear a thing they’re saying.”

“Yeah, it’s ridiculous. I have no idea what the problem is, but you’d think they’d just send someone down and tell us…”

“Well I’m not going anywhere yet.”

Oh goody!

So we chatted for a bit. I told him about my recent experience on the El with the house fire. He asked where I lived, and I asked him where lived. (Roscoe & Broadway. Boystown. Go figure.)

Finally the smoky train moved out of the station and another one replaced it. As we continued to talk, we boarded the last car of the train. It was jam-packed.

After we moved out of the station, the train stopped. Another muffled announcement came over the loudspeakers. We were stuck.

“Well this is fun,” I said.

“Yeah, I just hope we start moving soon,” he replied.

“Could be worse,” I commented.

Finally the train started to move again. A seat opened up, which I offered to him, but he insisted I take it, since my trip was longer. I obliged. He stood in front of me. This cute boy with the blue eyes and great smile and wavy hair, This cute boy that was going to get off the train in a few stops, this cute boy that started talking to ME and made me feel all tingly.

This cute boy whose name I still did not know…

…And never did find out. His stop arrived, he said goodbye, and I said take care. And as I watched him walk out the door…

…he glanced back at me one more time.

DAMN IT! Why am I such a chickenshit!?!?!?

Ahhh… but faithful and observant readers, the title of this entry is Missed Connection #2. That means there must have been a Missed Connection #1, right?

Stay tuned…

Shameless Sexual Sexcapades

I’m a slut.
After all that innocent flirtation with the cute new Chorus boy, I sacrificed my better self for a night of tawdry, reckless, hot, man-to-man sex that I have needed very badly.
Please, like any of you are shocked.  OK maybe you are, because I really haven’t posted of my sexcapades on my blog before.  But hey, I’m human, I’m gay, and I’m a man.  What more is there to talk about? 
So yes… Rick got laid last night, and he was cute, and it was good.  
And now I wish I had that couple hours of sleep back.  Oy am I tired.
But it’s a good tired. 🙂

Vodka + Rick Don't Mix and Other Flirtations

Ugh. It was a rough weekend.

Oh I had fun… but the payoff wasn’t so great.

Saturday night I went to see Lipstick & Lyrics, a fundraiser for the Chicago Gay Men’s Chorus at Hydrate. It was a great time, highlighted by the chance to see Nofo perform a couple numbers in knockout drag. Nice job, Heidi. I was going to be nice and not post a picture of her here.. .but then I read his blog and read this entry, and… well I’m feeling evil.

So, Ladies and Gentlemen, I introduce you to….

The lovely, effervescent Ms. Heidi Holes

Aw Jake I do love ya. I’m just jealous. And envious. And bitter jaded bitchy completely supportive of your affair newfound beau. 🙂

SO ANYWAY… They had a $10 cover and for one hour you could drink all you wanted. So I chose…

Vodka and Cranberry.

What was I thinking? I should have known better.

It’s true that Vodka + Rick do NOT mix well. I’ve been suffering the afteraffects ever since. Upset tummy, feeling basically like I’m gonna ‘hurl’ even though I never did. I still feel shitty today. Blah.

That’s why my drink-of-choice is Rum & Coke. You can’t go wrong with it, and it never, EVER gets me sick. I must remember this from now on.

Sunday was rehearsal, and we got all of our music for the CGMC Holiday show, “Fa La La La Blah Blah Blah”… cute title, even if the song it belongs to isn’t quite my favorite yet. It’ll grow on me. However, the rest of the music is absolutely stunning. Patrick, our director, has once again written some simply gorgeous pieces for us to perform- one at the opening of the show and one at the end. In between are moments of hilarity, beautiful music, and other good times. I hope that everyone in the Chicago vicinity will come out and see us. It’s going to be an incredible show.

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After rehearsal, we went out to Crew, the new gay bar my friends and I visited not too long ago. Here is where I got to flirt with a cute new member who just a week ago was in a relationship. Well guess what.. no more! Apparently he had broken up with him during the week. He didn’t seem all that upset about it. To hear him tell it, it was a long time coming anyway.

Well… the guy is just damn cute. And young. And probably way out of my league. But dammit, it was fun to flirt. And he’s in my section, too. So who can blame a boy for being friendly? 😉

So the weekend wasn’t a total waste. I think any weekend where you get some good hard flirting time in with a cute boy is a weekend well-spent. Hey, I gotta make myself known as much as possible. I’m not getting any younger, ya know. Besides, some other blogger (who happens to be in the same chorus as me) out there might worm his way in and snatch him up before I get a chance. Can’t let that happen.

Love ya, Jake. 🙂