Out Magazine seems to be making a few appearances in my life right now.

Remember, the Magazine Vendor was going to explore the magazine to check out what it was 'all about'.  And then, when I was in LA the other day, Out Magazine came up to me and smacked me right in my face...

You see, I had stopped at Terry's house, and he was about to show me his and Jimmy's new Short, when all of a sudden, my gaze attached itself to the Out Magazine lying on the table next to me.  Neil Patrick Harris was staring up at me from the cover, and all of a sudden I was back on the set of How I Met Your Mother the day that NPH made it obvious to me that he was eagerly trying to get my attention... 

To Be Continued.

So, I went to LA today.

I had an appointment with a lady there to talk about potential Job Opportunities.  You heard me...  Job Opportunities!  You know, I thought my job in the Desert was ending a few weeks ago, and I was working a transfer to LA.  Then, strangely, my job stayed open, and I was disappointed because I wanted to move back there...  But then, the weirdest thing happened...  Tommy's company offered him new Transfer Options... 

to LA! 

And the LA jobs are just what Tommy has been waiting for!  

So, Get Ready LA...

Here We Come! 

So, I went to the Shower today.

Let me set the Scene for you... 

The Shower took place in the Conference Room of a Mental Health Clinic at 2:00 in the afternoon on a Tuesday.  The room was decorated with Blue and White Streamers lining the tables that formed a perfect Square in the middle of the room.  There were Streamers connecting Two Chairs intended for the Lucky Grooms, and there was a Dry Erase Board with a Big Heart encircling the words Congratulations Kevin and Chris with a Foldout Wedding Bell taped to the front. 

Classssy... 

So Kevin has no idea that he's about to enter his own Wedding Shower at work today.  He thought he was going to a Training on Documentation, when he suddenly goes into the room and gets...  SURPRISE!  WELCOME TO YOUR BIG FAT GAY SHOWER!  As all his devoted colleagues usher him into the Throngs of his Awaiting People...  I think he might have been just a little bit startled by it all...  Kevin made all the applicable OH GEE!  WOW! comments with his Bright Red Face beaming for all to see and made his way over to his Enchanted Lover and gave him the Obligatory Gay Hug (no gay kiss).  And they proceeded to sit in their Streamer-Entangled Chairs of Love with the Dry Erase Board as a backdrop.  I'm sure Kevin would much have preferred a Training to this Gaudy Display of his Sexuality...

So, as the Grooms awkwardly stare out among the Gushing Well-Wishers, the Gushing Well-Wishers awkwardly stare back... with Deafening Silence.  No one knowing exactly what to say at this Festive Gay Shower in which they have found themselves in on a Tuesday afternoon.

Who wants cake?!

Oh Thank God someone is taking charge and breaking the Misery we all are feeling at this Gross Display of Gay Hospitality in this Mental Health Clinic Conference Room.  Please... let's focus on cake instead of the Lovers taking advantage of our new California Freedom... 

Cake and Peanuts for everyone!

Well, Kevin (and all of us) finally got through the awkwardness of this Shower.  It was definately interesting.  I think we are all in a Learning Curve trying to figure out how to recognize this new establishment of Gay Marriage in this Victorian Culture of ours... 

But all I want to know is... 

When is the Lingerie Party???

Confessions of a Magazine Vendor

So, I decided to take Intersection's advice and just get the Grooms a card.  I'm simple like that.  So, I head into the local Rite-Aid, pick out a card, pick up some mouthwash, and walk over to the Magazine Section.  And just when I'm getting a good glimpse of the Jolie-Pitt Twins I hear the Magazine Vendor talking to a Store Employee...

Yeah, I was at that other store, and the Store Manager stopped me and asked me why I was racking 'Out' Magazine.  I didn't know what 'Out' Magazine was.  I don't look at the magazines.  I just stock them.  He told me it was one of those Gay Magazines, and his store doesn't carry any of those Gay Magazines.  You know, I don't know why they buy those things anyway.  They can just go to the internet to look at the pictures for free...  But hey, maybe I'll take one of those 'Out' Magazines and check it out for myself.

And another BiCurious Man takes the bait... 

So, I have a coworker who's getting married this Friday...and he's Gay.

He and his Longtime Partner are finally able to make their relationship Legal in this Maverick State that we live in.  I got an Invitation to his Wedding Shower, and oddly enough, when I got it, I was turned off just a little bit...

Turned off?  

WAIT A MINUTE!  

Aren't I for Gay Marriage, Gay Rights, and all those other Gay Things that we Want?!  Why did this Wedding Shower Invitation play with my Head like that?  Why did it turn me Off?  I may live in the Gayest State in the Union, but sometimes my Head still lives in The Heart of Dixie.  I think my Upbringing is playing games with me again...

You know, our Upbringing is a Powerful Force, isn't it?  There's a part of me that cringes at the thought of accepting this Gay World that we live in.  And now, I'm a part of it and stuck right in the middle of Gay Domesticity!  Sometimes, my Brain has to rearrange the Thought Processes that my Culture and my Religion have born into me...

It's weird how I've struggled with this whole idea of Gay Marriage.  Are Men really supposed to Marry each other?  I know it's fine, but my Soul still wrestles...

You know, I used to be married to a Woman a long time ago.  I was 'normal' back then.  And it was so different for me then.  Culture accepted me...  Nothing was Complicated...  I was living The All-American Life...

Until my Wife left me and labeled me an Abusive, Adulterous Bastard. 

So much for White Picket Fences...

But now, I live an 'Alternate Lifestyle'.  And it's not so much a big deal here in California.  I just need to get my Brain to move out of Alabama and just go shopping for a Wedding Gift...

So should I get them a Toaster or Matching His and His Towels?