Boxers vs. briefs

My friend hates when boys wear briefs. I prefer boxers, but...




















I'd settle.... unless...

It's hot and creamy. I can actually feel it running down my throat!

I am surprised to admit that I really like the newer version of the Willy Wonka movie, although I just happened across this hilarious site which reminds me of why I still like the old version better.

Karr will not be charged in JonBenet's murder

Well, get ready for a worldwide cry of "I knew it all along..." but, yeah, I knew it too... He has, no doubt, murdered many little girls, if only emotionally... This guy's a sick looney trying to connect himself with something important. I suspect in some way he believes his claim to have murdered JonBenet to be legit, while it also brings him closer to the object of his obsession...

The first thing that really told me something was off was his eyes... He seemed to be studying the reaction of the reporters and crowd as he said he was not innocent.. There is something, beyond the madness, in those eyes... He seemed to really be getting off on the attention. I don't know how to make this sound like an intelligent observation, so I'll just say it: he has a serious face with ecstatic eyes.... He always looked like he was having such a a good time... The person that he reminds me of, over and over again, is Chapman, who, while guilty, has always seemed to be so pleased with himself for killing John Lennon. Chapman killed for the attention he knew it would bring about... Karr waited ten years to gain this attention that he is enjoying so much? It just didn't add up.

Karr has the same look, but, it could just be the crazy.

She fell in love with the drummer...

What is it about live music? What is it about rock music? It just takes me away, transforms me, yet brings me back to who I am, at my barest roots. And I wonder, as I'm reminded of my passion for this force, why it is that I participate so safely, rarely, barely counted on the outskirts... I love this shit, I truly do... I love to play a show, like we did tonight... I love to have my handful of friends gather (not including the boy... No surprise...) and I love to show off, come out of my shell... To work towards a goal and to share this result, in the most nerve-ridden raw form... So why is it, again, that I participate so vaguely in this art that I hold so closely to my heart...

On my way home from the show I saw that I had four minutes, literally, until alcohol sales were halted... So drove to, parked at, and ran into my local grocery store, to get a (let me check) 650 ML bottle of Rogue American Amber Ale.... While I did hold strong on the smober... We got paid in beer.... And a better reward I cannot imagine.... Oh, besides cash...

There are things in life, I've learned, that we love... There are things in life that we enjoy... And there are things in life that we feel so passionately about, so eager to consume, that we dare not go near... My friend Nicos has no teeth.. When you ask him what happened to his teeth, he says, "rock and roll..." and it's the truth... I love this life.. I love to stay up all night, drink in living and share laughs and communication.. it's organic... it's in my mind and in my bones... and I'm afraid of it... I want to say I could not do this every night... but, the truth is, I could... and that scares the shit out of me....

cheers-

55 Words: Friday Fiction

From the back seat I can see the droplets strike the mirrored road. We pass a ghostly figure on the shoulder; his dad. I want to pick him up, they refuse; want to tell him how I love his son; he will welcome me to the family; his son has told him the same.

Asheville, NC

Okay, we didn't kill each other. Actually, despite my wine fueled break down Thursday night we had a remarkable time. As promised here are some pictures, sans humans to protect identities... Of course...










(Random pic notes: 'Castanea' is a nut-bearing tree, such as Chestnuts; The IRON sits in front of the Flat Iron building, modeled after the Flat Iron in NYC, and is about 20 feet from our hotel; that's me; Restaurant pic and lamp are in 'Tupelo Honey', awesome breakfast frood all day... if you can get a table; this doggie was loungin in a store window, was dyin to ask the age old question....; kitty on a lampost... artsy town... almost forgot, white water rafting pics to come!!!)

55 words: Friday Fiction

Found this idea over at one of my newest haunts.

He sat on the couch across the room and stared at the TV as he prefers to do. I anticipated, from the edges of my ears, that annoying sound as I communicated my excitement over tomorrow's Movie of the Week. He sent me a mouth fart. He denied intent. He lied. He lied again. He left.

(Okay, while it IS 55 words, it is not Friday, Nor is this fiction.)

* updates: Friday is my 43rd day of the quit... ya hoo... Going with the boy up to Asheville tomorrow for a few days.. Should be fun although am aggravated that I have to get rolling an hour early tomorrow because the dufus does not want, "THAT dog in my car." That god-damn car, I tell you what... deep breaths.... If we don't kill each other, maybe I'll post pics.... maybe....

100 Things...

One thing that bugs me about finding a new blog is researching who the hell the person is. Now, I hardly have enough readers to be too concerned, but since talking about myself has always been a favorite past-time, here is another attempt at a '100 Things About Me' list... Ice cream cones for those who can get through it....

1. Born in Baltimore, Maryland
2. favorite food is blue crabs
3. least favorite food is eggplant
4. 'Tay Hota' (my blog name only) is what my college spanish professor called me...
5. Taught high school for 8 years
6. have known my best friend for almost ten years (is that right?)
7. Still with public education in a 'different' capacity (no, not janitor, yet...)
8. rock drummer
9. just switched back from a 5 piece rock set-up to a 4 piece jazz rig... Love it...
10. my dog is a boxer
11. he was rescued from some folks in Georgia using him to train pitbull
12. I try to not believe in a hell
13. member of a Unitarian universalist church
14. I believe the bible is flawed by human interpretation
15. it makes me nervous to type that
16. believe in God, but do not consider myself a Christian
17. have been in a relationship with a man for 7.5 years (I think, but am losing count)
18. favorite comedic movie is Anchorman
19. favorite romantic movie is Breakfast at Tiffany's
20. favorite horror movie is The Shining
21. favorite gay/ lesbian movie is Latter Days
22. favorite action movie is True Romance
23. favorite musical is Cabaret
24. favorite classic is Funny Girl
25. favorite drama movie is Billy Elliot
26. favorite series is Six Feet Under
27. best movie I've seen recently was 'Everything Is Illuminated.'
28. guilty pleasure movie is Goonies
29. first realized I liked boys in 4th grade (his name was Bruce... he smelled so nice...)
30. first kiss in 6th grade.. Rachel? dunno...
31. first, ummm, well... 15 Melody
32. first boy kiss at 18ish... Joe
33. fascination with multiples of three... Especially those that can be added together to equal three or nine... (3,9,12, 18, 21, 27... not 33...)
34. don't like the number 6
35. my favorite beer is Newcastle
36. my favorite liquor is whiskey
37. favorite drink is a Manhattan
38. best trip was to Manhattan
39. Malta was best trip as well...
40. was a smoker for 15+ years
41. am now a non-smoker
42. boxers, not briefs
43. work out 4x week
44. favorite exercise is running
45. least favorite, so far, is spin class.... shit
46. leg press 320# (plus the sled...)
47. am about 75% Irish
48. about 20% German... bits of English (don't get no whiter than me...)
49. first celebrity crush was Corey Haim... (non celebrity was Corky Spinnanger...)
50. am only white male in my first grade picture
51. passionate about working with inner city students
52. very low tolerance for whiney middle/ upper class kids
53. grew up as an upper middle class kid
54. straight edge skinhead throughout high school
55. because I loved punk rock
56. and because I loved boys with shaved heads.
57. still do.
58. don't use drugs, anymore
59. preferred speed to pot
60. Capricorn (pragmatic, rule oriented, control, reserved, careful, practical, faithful, kindness and affection overpowered by shyness, committed to a fault, insecure about their abilities, (see 'poorly trained monkey'))
61. trying desperately to get to Germany to see a friend i miss very much
62. zeppelin over the who... but not by much
63. beatles over the stones... but could change at any time...
64. Bette over Barbara...
65. sex pistols over the clash over the ramones... (whew, I should be shot for that...)
66. minor threat trumps em all
67. Madonna over Cher...
68. Tupac over B.I.G....
69. current band Wilco
70. guilty pleasure band: motley crue
71. greens are my favorite colors
72. least favorite part of my body: tied b/w chin and stomach... hmmm, and butt...
73. butt is fav part of guys body...
74. I think girl butts are strange
75. I think I have a girly butt (aka 'Irish butt')
76. dream house is a 20's/ 30's urban bungalow
77. favorite city to live in: DC
78. favorite city to spend a week in: NYC
79. best city to spend no more than 3 days: New Orleans
80. best city to tour alone: Seattle
81. best city to bring my fabulous husband to: Vancouver
82. seem to be losing my ability to have or remember dreams... that scares me...
83. have seen a ghost
84. have had premonitions come true
85. admire people who can fill time without TV
86. spent too much time admiring other people
87. wish I did not live alone
88. spend too much time wishing
89. have been out of my parents house for 13 years and still get homesick
90. would go back and do it again
91. best moment of my life was floating nude under a full Mediterranean moon...
92. besides Munich, would next like to head to Chicago (domestic) or London
93. if my numbers were drawn tonight I would pick up J and travel the world with our three dogs (on our private jet, of course. liquids allowed.)
94. believe Bush is a puppet president, and the last election was fixed
95. my shyness makes me come across as an asshole sometimes...
96. believe my life mission is to do something significant to assist children in poverty
97. think that fear of failure and timidness prevents me from doing.
98. love that I have a job where I am expected to make changes for these kids
99. absolutely love kids. this is one of the few things I'm 100% on. I absolutely love kids.
100. think that hatred is fear, and fear is the opposite of love.
101. believe I have a lot to learn, and not as much time to learn it as I'd like (not meant to sound prophetic, just know that time is running out exponentially)

Are we there yet?

Well it's here. First thing this morning I opened my work e-mail, and had nine "mandates" from my new supervisor. The new school year is 11 days away. Don't get me wrong, I'm ready to get back into things, as I do NOTHING with my down time but sit and rot; try to keep myself out of trouble; think way too much; and get lonely bored and bitter. Good times, huh? So, in the next 11 days I have to accomplish my two simple goals for the summer: paint my downstairs (see colors to the left, I'm leaning towards one of the top two...) and CLEAN this house. Yeah, exciting life I lead... Anyway, here are a few thoughts about the current state of affairs:

• heading to Asheville next weekend, a surprise from the boy. I'm thrilled about it, I'll actually get a vacation after all. He can really pull out the nice card when he wants to.
• regret not going out with J last night, but my cig cravings were strong, had already been to a wine tasting (picked up a wonderful moscato), and, okay, lets face it, I'm old and the thought of being out until 2 am scared the shit outta me. My how the mighty have fallen.
• photography has fallen to the wayside, but I need to pick it up again. Ordered tripod (thats what I call my hung hooker friend... j/k) and will hopefully be here b4 Asheville.
• playing again, and will have first show in two weeks.... haven't played out in, hmmm, probably a year or so... so looking forward to that... new band page up, but no, you can't see it... :P
• (Oh, funny thing there is that the guy I'm playing with does not know I'm gay, but his wife is CERTAIN of it, I can tell. She is always asking me about Hugh Grant movies and Steel Magnolias and all.... I've stayed very neutral, and will, at least until the first show is out of the way... Will be interesting to see how that turns out... Don't think he's gonna be too thrilled when it's inevitably revealed, but, that seem to fall under, lemme check, yes, there it is: NOT my problem... ; )
• 36 days smober and feeling good!!! Don't know why it took me so long to quit, but finally feel ready, thank God....

Satanic Sunday (Click for link and wicked background music)

In my job I am periodically exposed to the inner "workings" of some of our local gangs. I am fascianted by some of these systems, especially the communications attempted via clothing, slang, and hand signs. Motivated to research by some gang signs I've noticed recently in a couple of my regular blog haunts I ran across this charming site, which gets the sign of the devil confused with the standard sign for "I love you" as well as the Texas football sign (favored, in mangled form, by the Bushs) and shows many phots of folks allegedly serving satan by flashing either of these signs. Here are some of my favorite examples: (The owl on the dollar bill is allegedly a masionic symbol, but the "owl's horns" are a satanic sign. giggle...)

(In no particular order: Pat Robertson (never had a doubt); Amy Grant (Christian Singer); Beatles (Lennon announcing himself as satanic, McCartney, never one to be outdone, announces that he is a blood...); King George II; Spidey; Lennon again, although maybe those are Walrus ears??)

I have absolutely no control over where these photos appear, so I apologize for that mess... Three of the photos are not showing at all.... Also in news today: In four minutes I will have been officially quit for one month. (This is the time that my grandmother passed, and the time I use for my quit date)

I've nothing to say

Considerate Creator

Color Me Problematic

Too lazy for a post today, so here is an intriguing 'quiz' that I picked up here. (But, how did it know I even have a "problem"? Are my color choices that sad?)

Your Existing Situation
Relatively inactive and in a static condition, while conflict of one sort or another prevents peace of mind. Unable to achieve relationships of the desired degree of mutual affection and understanding.
Your Stress Sources
Sensitive and impressionable, prone to absorbing enthusiasms. Seeks an idealized--but so far unfulfilled--situation in which he can share with another a complete accord and mutual depth of understanding. Feels there is a risk of being exploited if he is too ready to trust others and therefore demands proof of their sincerity. Needs to know exactly where he stands in relationships.
Your Restrained Characteristics
Feels that he is burdened with more than his fair share of problems. However, he sticks to his goals and tries to overcome his difficulties by being flexible and accommodating.
Your Desired Objective
Shelves his ambitions and forgoes his desire for prestige as he prefers to take things easily and indulge his longing for comfort and security.
Your Actual Problem
Wants to act freely and uninhibitedly, but is restrained by his need to have things on a rational, consistent, and clearly-defined basis.
Your Actual Problem #2
Fights against restriction or limitation, and insists on developing freely as a result of his own efforts.

http://www.colorquiz.com/