<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091</id><updated>2011-04-24T15:57:39.327-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gay Spot</title><subtitle type='html'>Sugar and spice...and all things (not so) nice.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>210</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-4919119621331152014</id><published>2007-02-22T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T14:37:39.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ch-Ch-Check it, Yo!</title><content type='html'>My wordpress blog!!!  Holla!  Nothing there yet, just the shell....it's been sitting like that for about a month now while I played around with all the fancy wordpress features.   But visit anyway.   :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lifesobservationsandponders.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://lifesobservationsandponders.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(By the way, the picture on my wordpress blog is a picture that I actually took last March at the Grand Canyon.  Poor guy sitting on the ledge looked so alone and sad.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-4919119621331152014?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/4919119621331152014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=4919119621331152014' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/4919119621331152014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/4919119621331152014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2007/02/ch-ch-check-it-yo.html' title='Ch-Ch-Check it, Yo!'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-8386088879271310417</id><published>2007-02-12T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T19:06:13.509-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Back At Ya...</title><content type='html'>...April 2007!  Maybe sooner???   Moving on up to wordpress.  I decided to jump on the wordpress bandwagon like everybody else.   I'm playing with it right now....my new blog at wordpress, you sickos!   Geez!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-8386088879271310417?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/8386088879271310417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=8386088879271310417' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/8386088879271310417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/8386088879271310417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2007/02/coming-back-at-ya.html' title='Coming Back At Ya...'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116969642749905851</id><published>2007-01-24T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T19:40:27.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking a break</title><content type='html'>I am taking a break from blogging.  Let's face it, folks.  I'm not a writer.  I'm not witty and classy like &lt;a href="http://troublespots.blogspot.com"&gt;Michael Guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.   I'm not smart like &lt;a href="http://sporeflections.blogspot.com"&gt;Ur-Spo&lt;/a&gt;.  I can't even write an entertaining entry of my day-to-day life like &lt;a href="http://justplainsteve.blogspot.com"&gt;Steve&lt;/a&gt; without coming across like a bore.&lt;br /&gt;I'm also beginning to find blogging more of a chore than a fun hobby.  Not to mention my daily routine (read:  work and being a 'housewife') keeps me busy enough.  I don't need to add more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I'll be back.  Perhaps I'll just let this blog become an abandoned place where I can carve, "Robert was here", and move along, never to look back.    Only time will tell.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, see you later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116969642749905851?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116969642749905851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116969642749905851' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116969642749905851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116969642749905851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2007/01/taking-break.html' title='Taking a break'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116947306866612580</id><published>2007-01-22T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T05:37:48.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Video Monday</title><content type='html'>Seals and Crofts "Summer Breeze"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jBbkoCM4waw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jBbkoCM4waw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(with karaoke words, too!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116947306866612580?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116947306866612580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116947306866612580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116947306866612580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116947306866612580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2007/01/video-monday.html' title='Video Monday'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116922349257536819</id><published>2007-01-19T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T08:18:12.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I heart memes!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i.tbs.com/v5cache/TBS/Images/Dynamic/i10/drewcarey_mimi_240x260_052820041523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i.tbs.com/v5cache/TBS/Images/Dynamic/i10/drewcarey_mimi_240x260_052820041523.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one borrowed from the fabulous &lt;a href="http://sporeflections.blogspot.com"&gt;Spo-Reflections&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alphabet Meme&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;- For animals.  PETA, sign me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;- Best Friend? Brian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;- Cake or Pie? Cake, strawberry short cake with tons of whipped cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;- Drink of Choice? Starbucks Grande Extra Hot Mocha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt; - Essential Item? Chapstick.  Can't live without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt;- Fried foods.  Yum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;- Gummi Bears or Worms? Either one.  They are both made of the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;- Home.  My sanctuary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;- Indulgence? A whole half-gallon of cookie dough ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J&lt;/strong&gt;- Junk.  In that my house is full of it thanks my not wanting to throw anything away for some reason or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;K &lt;/strong&gt;- Kids? None yet.  Maybe a boy in the future?   Kevin Luke shall be his name.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;- Life is incomplete without? Brian, my job, money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;- Marriage Date? Until it's legal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;- Number of Siblings? Older sister, younger brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;- Oranges or apples? Oranges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;- Phobias/Fears? Losing my job, having no money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Q&lt;/strong&gt;- Favorite Quote? Confusius says, "&lt;em&gt;Man with hand in pocket feel cocky all day&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;- Reason to Smile? My goal of saving like penny pinching scrooge in '07 is working!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;- is for my last name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;- is for Tarantulas with big, nasty pointy teeth.  &lt;---I agree with Spo.  Eww, spiders!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt;- Uganda, where my new boss is from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V&lt;/strong&gt;-Vegetable you hate? All of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;- Worst habit? Smoking.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;X&lt;/strong&gt;- X-Rays you’ve had? MRI brain scans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;- Your favorite food? Panda Express's Orange Flavored Chicken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Z&lt;/strong&gt;- Zodiac? Cancer with a Leo rising sign.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116922349257536819?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116922349257536819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116922349257536819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116922349257536819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116922349257536819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-heart-memes.html' title='I heart memes!!!!'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116906870441423132</id><published>2007-01-17T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T13:18:24.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh so true!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#B9D3EE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Hidden Talent&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#C6E2FF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/mountain.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are a great communicator. You have a real way with words.You're never at a loss to explain what you mean or how you feel.People find it easy to empathize with you, no matter what your situation.When you're up, you make everyone happy. But when you're down, everyone suffers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourhiddentalentquiz/"&gt;What's" Your Hidden Talent?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116906870441423132?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116906870441423132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116906870441423132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116906870441423132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116906870441423132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2007/01/oh-so-true.html' title='Oh so true!'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116861691648149855</id><published>2007-01-12T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T12:15:37.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>101 50 Things About Me - Part 2</title><content type='html'>I don't think I will be able to make a list of 101 things about me. I can barely come up with 50! So is this list the last? Or is it to be continued??? Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. I have the greatest fear of spiders. Any other bugs, I’m ok with, but spiders really make me scream like a girl.&lt;br /&gt;27. I like sitting on the couch on a lazy evening watching TV….and filing my nails.&lt;br /&gt;28. My greatest fear in life is being poor and homeless.&lt;br /&gt;29. I am hoping to buy a new car at the end of this year, even though my car still runs great at 151,400 miles.&lt;br /&gt;30. I am anti-war. If this current war was Vietnam, you bet your ass I would be burning my draft card, growing my hair and beard, and getting high.&lt;br /&gt;31. Speaking of getting high, pot is the only illegal drug I have ever tried. I stopped smoking it a year ago.&lt;br /&gt;32. I’m hoping to move to Dallas/Ft. Worth in about 5 years, and buy my first home there.&lt;br /&gt;33. I don’t have many friends. I can count my friends on one hand and still have fingers left over. It’s my choice. In my experience, friends = problems.&lt;br /&gt;34. My favorite store is Macy’s.&lt;br /&gt;35. I prefer to use email as a form of communication than a phone call.&lt;br /&gt;36. For lunch on most days, I have a cigarette and a Diet Coke.&lt;br /&gt;37. My biggest pet peeves ever are 1.) slow drivers and 2.) people that don’t use their turn signals.&lt;br /&gt;38. I don’t think I can come up with 101 things about me….my life is pretty bland.&lt;br /&gt;39. I once made a Marine cry. I’m ever so proud of that!&lt;br /&gt;40. Speaking of #39, when fighting (not physically), as Brian once said, “I don’t mince words.” My words can be harsh and I tend to “hit below the belt.”&lt;br /&gt;41. I have never been in a physical fight.&lt;br /&gt;42. I hope to have one child, a boy, in the future. I already have a name picked out for him: Kevin Luke.&lt;br /&gt;43. I’m only 5’6”.&lt;br /&gt;44. But I weigh a hefty 167 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;45. Though I’ve been told I don’t look “fat.”&lt;br /&gt;46. With the exception of my sister, I am not really close to my family.&lt;br /&gt;47. I would eventually like to see the world, specifically England, Greece, Italy, and France.&lt;br /&gt;48. I would LOVE to spend a night in a haunted house.&lt;br /&gt;49. Speaking of things haunted, I love watching horror movies.&lt;br /&gt;50. I am addicted to lip balm. I carry one everywhere I go and apply it often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116861691648149855?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116861691648149855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116861691648149855' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116861691648149855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116861691648149855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2007/01/101-50-things-about-me-part-2.html' title='&lt;s&gt;101&lt;/s&gt; 50 Things About Me - Part 2'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116854666759373004</id><published>2007-01-11T12:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T12:17:47.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's hard...</title><content type='html'>...coming up with 101 things about me.   Somebody should have warned me!  Pretty lofty goal for such a boring person.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm going to think of some more things and I'll be back soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116854666759373004?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116854666759373004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116854666759373004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116854666759373004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116854666759373004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-hard.html' title='It&apos;s hard...'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116839136253882961</id><published>2007-01-09T16:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T12:13:47.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>101 50 Things About Me - Part 1</title><content type='html'>I have never done this before (I don't think), although I have seen it on other blogs and it's a nice way to get to know someone a bit more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;101 Things About Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love kitty cats. I have two and would adopt more if I could.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis this year.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Even though I'm gay, I am somewhat handy with car engine repair.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;At the same time, I can discuss such fabulous topics such as style trends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I used to have $40,000 in credit card debt.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I worked two jobs for awhile to pay said debt.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am a Cancer, but I'm starting to believe the zodiac thing is bullshizz as a lot of Cancers are not like me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maybe I was meant to be born a Scorpio as I can be moody and vengeful.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Since I was 12, I always wanted to be an Accountant. Guess what I do now? :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have had flings with married men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I smoke Marlboro Menthol Lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My favorite alcoholic drink is a Long Island Iced Tea.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My favorite regular drink is Diet Coke.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My mind is always thinking about something or another.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because of such active mind, I tend to have an active imagination.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Because of such active imagination, I tend to worry about the "what ifs" in life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yes, I am a worrier.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I love listening to music from the '60s, '70s, and '80s. None of this new crap for my ears. They don't make music like they used.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A co-worker of mine once called me an "old soul." I took it as a compliment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I prefer staying home than going out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My favorite vacation spot is Las Vegas.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have one older sister and a younger brother.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My favorite movies include "Back to The Future", "Hairspray", "Dazed and Confused", and "Night of The Comet."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My favorite author is Dean Koontz.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't do well in crowds.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;To be continued...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116839136253882961?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116839136253882961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116839136253882961' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116839136253882961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116839136253882961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2007/01/101-50-things-about-me-part-1.html' title='&lt;s&gt;101&lt;/s&gt; 50 Things About Me - Part 1'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116801365403314199</id><published>2007-01-05T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T08:14:14.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://hocktamas.fw.hu/cities/cities/Iridescent%20Evening,%20Dallas,%20TX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://hocktamas.fw.hu/cities/cities/Iridescent%20Evening,%20Dallas,%20TX.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within the past 6 months or so, Brian and I (mainly me) have been thinking of moving.   After the big housing boom of 2004/2005 in the Phoenix Metro area, we realized that we are priced out of the housing market.  A home here now costs an average of $250K, twice as much as it did back when I moved here in 2003.  The Phoenix area is also growing so fast that it's becoming a huge megalopolis similar to Chicago and L.A.   Too much for me.  Too scary for me (with more people it just means more crime).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Brian and I have been thinking of places to move to.  I still want to live in a city because of what a city has to offer, but not too big.  We thought about Nashville.  Too "country" for me.  Besides I probably would be the only brown person there.  Denver?  Too cold.  After spending sometime researching and reading a Money Magazine article of the best/cheapest markets for homes, Dallas/Ft. Worth seems to be the winner.  It's big, yes, but not too big and it's definitely spread out.  Houses?  About $120K for a moderate home, $200K for a &lt;strong&gt;lake view &lt;/strong&gt;home.   All with at least a 1/4 acre and a two car garage.   Not too mention that DFW has a fabu gay culture.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is all in the preliminary stages.  We probably won't move any time soon, especially since I want to add several more years under my professional career belt that will look kick ass on my resume.  Also, Brian just moved here not even a year ago.  I would feel bad to uproot him so soon.   But we seem to be in agreement that this is what we want.   We shall see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116801365403314199?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116801365403314199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116801365403314199' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116801365403314199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116801365403314199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2007/01/moving.html' title='Moving?'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116787992326294682</id><published>2007-01-03T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T19:05:23.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One last video post from YouTube for awhile....promise</title><content type='html'>Ok, as the title of this post states, this is one final video from YouTube that I wanted to share.    A quick background on this song which I found out...this song was written by Melanie Safka after she performed at Woodstock in '69.   She was inspired to write this because everybody in attendance were in such a joyful, peaceful mood.  After a rainstorm during Woodstock, the attendees began lighting candles, and according to Melanie, it was a very beautiful sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enjoy.  Read along with the lyrics.  I'm sorry, but I don't have a bouncing red dot to guide you through the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GZ66rTX876Q"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GZ66rTX876Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Melanie "Lay Down (Candles In The Rain)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Lay down lay down&lt;br /&gt;Lay it all down&lt;br /&gt;Let your white birds smile up&lt;br /&gt;At the ones who stand and frown&lt;br /&gt;Lay down lay down&lt;br /&gt;Lay it all down&lt;br /&gt;Let your white birds smile up&lt;br /&gt;At the ones who stand and frown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so close there was no room&lt;br /&gt;We bled inside each others' wounds&lt;br /&gt;We all had caught the same disease&lt;br /&gt;And we all sang the songs of peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lay down lay down&lt;br /&gt;Lay it all down&lt;br /&gt;Let your white birds smile up&lt;br /&gt;At the ones who stand and frown&lt;br /&gt;Lay down lay down&lt;br /&gt;Lay it all down&lt;br /&gt;Let your white birds smile up&lt;br /&gt;At the ones who stand and frown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So raise the candles high&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if you don't we could stay&lt;br /&gt;Black against the night&lt;br /&gt;So raise them higher again&lt;br /&gt;And if you do we could stay dry against the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were so close there was no room&lt;br /&gt;We bled inside each others' wounds&lt;br /&gt;We all had caught the same disease&lt;br /&gt;And we all sang the songs of peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some came to sing&lt;br /&gt;Some came to pray&lt;br /&gt;Some came to keep the dark away&lt;br /&gt;So raise the candles high&lt;br /&gt;'Cause if you don't we could stay&lt;br /&gt;Black against the night&lt;br /&gt;So raise them higher again&lt;br /&gt;And if you do we could stay dry against the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus (repeat)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116787992326294682?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116787992326294682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116787992326294682' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116787992326294682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116787992326294682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2007/01/one-last-video-post-from-youtube-for.html' title='One last video post from YouTube for awhile....promise'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116785694345759553</id><published>2007-01-03T12:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T12:42:23.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This song...</title><content type='html'>...is stuck in my head.  Thank God it's a good song, not a crappy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LEVVantQwF4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LEVVantQwF4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116785694345759553?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116785694345759553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116785694345759553' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116785694345759553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116785694345759553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2007/01/this-song.html' title='This song...'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116775160450161577</id><published>2007-01-02T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T12:44:51.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm ready to tackle Tuesday...</title><content type='html'>...thanks to this song.  It always pumps me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/T4GkA-vD2eI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/T4GkA-vD2eI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116775160450161577?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116775160450161577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116775160450161577' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116775160450161577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116775160450161577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2007/01/im-ready-to-tackle-tuesday.html' title='I&apos;m ready to tackle Tuesday...'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116770060011743845</id><published>2007-01-01T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T17:16:40.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007, Welcome.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.argiletumtour.com/shop/catalog/images/happy_new_year.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.argiletumtour.com/shop/catalog/images/happy_new_year.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's 2007.  Wow, 2007!  Shouldn't we have flying cars by now?   Anywho, my New Year's resolutions is short.  Year after year I resolute (is that a word?) to do the same cliched crap...lose weight, be a "better person", yadda, yadda, yadda.  This year it's as simple as 1.) kick ass at work. Not literally.  2.) Build a savings.  Unless stuff comes up like last year that doesn't allow me to save a penny.  3.) Smoke less.  Not quit, just less.  Baby steps here folks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it.   Stuff that I know I can keep through the year.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To welcome in the new year, Brian and I didn't do anything special.   We went out for a nice dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.charlestons.com"&gt;Charleston's&lt;/a&gt; and came home.  A very low-key new year celebration.  I didn't want to take Brian out anyway as alcohol was aplenty yesterday.  No need to tempt his fragile body &amp; soul.   We were in bed by 11 pm.   We are old.  We can't stay up past 9 on most nights, so 11 was something to be proud of.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116770060011743845?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116770060011743845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116770060011743845' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116770060011743845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116770060011743845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2007/01/2007-welcome.html' title='2007, Welcome.'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116757942125269881</id><published>2006-12-31T07:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T17:08:33.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Update from the posting below.   I didn't say anything to Brian regarding what I found hidden in his bathroom cabinet.   Instead, I decided to do what I do best....play a mind game.  Let me elaborate.  It was nothing but good old-fashioned guilt trip.  I kept saying to him yesterday, "I'm so proud you are two months sober!"  And, "I bet you feel great!"  And, "I bet your parents are so proud of you!"   And, "Don't forget to tell the people at AA that you have been sober two months!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also kept &lt;s&gt;nagging&lt;/s&gt; reminding him to go to the noon AA meeting, which he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, I am going to take it one day at a time and hope he does the same.  I would feel guilty if I dropped him like a sack of bricks without at least giving the whole situation and relationship a shot.  But rest assured, if it happens often I will leave him.  As &lt;a href="http://troublespots.blogspot.com"&gt;Michael Guy&lt;/a&gt; said, I have to save myself first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116757942125269881?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116757942125269881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116757942125269881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116757942125269881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116757942125269881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/12/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116744172039771637</id><published>2006-12-29T17:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T17:22:00.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alcoholism Rears Its Ugly Head Again...</title><content type='html'>Today (as most Fridays) Brian had a day off from work.   Yesterday he was talking about all the plans/errands he had for today.   I was so happy for him as this was the first time I have ever seen him so proactive.  Not to mention yesterday was his two month anniversary being sober.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That all changed after today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called him mid-afternoon to say "hi" and see what he was doing.   He didn't sound like himself.  Let me rephrase that, he sounded like his old alcoholic self.  I played it cool not to accuse of anything I wasn't sure of, but I knew the truth deep down.  I asked him what he was up to and what he did today.  He gave me very short answers.  So I thought to myself, ok let's be more specific, and began asking if he did this and that, errands he had planned for today.  Again, short answers.  He "claims" he did.  But whatever.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, I rushed home to see for myself what I thought I had sensed on the phone.   He was in bed asleep.  Yet another example of his old ways.  I woke him, usually easy to do when he was sober, and he barely moved.    He finally got up after coaxing him out of bed.  I still didn't have concrete evidence of drinking today.   I made him a quick bite for dinner, and he said that he was really tired and going back to bed.   Ok, that's good because I wanted to snoop around the house for the evidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went back to bed, I waited 10 minutes until he fell asleep and began my detective work.  It didn't take long.  In his bathroom bottom cabinet, I found a plastic bag with four empty beer cans in it.   My man fell off the wagon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my good friends told me that this may potentially happen, to expect it, and not be upset about it.   I had this in my head for about a month or so, and seeing how good he was doing, I felt that there's no way he would fall off the wagon now.   But he did.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm torn as to what to do.  Is this one incident after attending AA meetings worthy of a breakup?   I really didn't sign up to take care of myself &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;AND&lt;/span&gt; him.  I want a boyfriend, not a child to babysit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But isn't that what relationships are about?  For good times and in bad, blah, blah blah?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm embarrassed to tell anybody close to meet just yet that Brian fell off the wagon.  Embarrassed for me and for Brian.   Like we both have failed somehow.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know....    :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116744172039771637?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116744172039771637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116744172039771637' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116744172039771637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116744172039771637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/12/alcoholism-rears-its-ugly-head-again.html' title='Alcoholism Rears Its Ugly Head Again...'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116688816429467400</id><published>2006-12-23T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T07:39:08.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3499/1130/1600/929743/100_0501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3499/1130/320/321429/100_0501.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oy!  I'm so glad that I can finally do what I like doing best....being holed up in my home.  As a Cancer, we are naturally homebody folks.  For me, it couldn't be more true!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day of work was yesterday, and we don't return until Wednesday, Thursday for me since I'll be going to the Mayo Clinic for a follow up appointment all day on Wednesday.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas shopping?  Done.  Thank heavens for gift cards!  No dodging people and cars while celebrating the commercialization of Christmas.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm terrible sorry for sounding so bitter in my previous post.  This time of year, and basically all winter long, brings out the worst in me.   Perhaps I should set up an appointment with &lt;a href="http://sporeflections.blogspot.com"&gt;Spo-Reflections&lt;/a&gt; so he can figure out how my mind works as I am an odd little fella!  A walking contradictions and mood swings.  Perhaps another Cancer trait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised, here is a picture of the best Christmas tree I have ever put up!  Merry Christmas to all of you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116688816429467400?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116688816429467400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116688816429467400' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116688816429467400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116688816429467400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116662942288576578</id><published>2006-12-20T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T07:43:42.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking Back</title><content type='html'>When I was a young lad, I would absolutely love when this video would come on TV.   Things were much simpler then.  The littlest things in life made me the most happy.   Nowadays, it feels like I'm in a state of numbness.   I just go about my business doing my daily routine without much thought.   I am not "absorbing" the moments that should make me smile and feel all warm and fuzzy inside.   For the past several years, the winter time has made me feel so depressed.   Christmas is no longer a happy, joyful, energy-filled time; it has become more of a chore.  Things need to get done. Gifts need to be bought. I have to keep a close eye on my &lt;em&gt;moola&lt;/em&gt; to avoid digging myself into a financial hell hole by buying people's &lt;s&gt;love and acceptance&lt;/s&gt; holiday gifts.  Due to all these demands that come when one goes moves into adulthood, I can now empathize with those who I lovingly called "bitter old people."   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one cannot live in the past and hope that the past can be relived.   The best we can do is to live in the present and make the best of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S7dAxvj2mlU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S7dAxvj2mlU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116662942288576578?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116662942288576578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116662942288576578' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116662942288576578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116662942288576578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/12/looking-back.html' title='Looking Back'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116621076509926612</id><published>2006-12-15T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T11:26:05.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks a lot, Mean Girls!</title><content type='html'>Everytime "Jingle Bell Rock" comes on the radio now, I can't help but be reminded of this scene from the movie "Mean Girls." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2fYguq-0N7Q"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2fYguq-0N7Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116621076509926612?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116621076509926612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116621076509926612' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116621076509926612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116621076509926612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/12/thanks-lot-mean-girls.html' title='Thanks a lot, Mean Girls!'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116604293396325445</id><published>2006-12-13T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T12:48:53.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eartha Kitt - Santa Baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wZUPLtvWsEU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wZUPLtvWsEU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVING it!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116604293396325445?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116604293396325445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116604293396325445' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116604293396325445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116604293396325445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/12/eartha-kitt-santa-baby.html' title='Eartha Kitt - Santa Baby'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116559755433093371</id><published>2006-12-08T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T09:05:54.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noxeema Jackson may be headed to the slammer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.filmhai.de/kino/kinoplakat/bilder_0001/to_wong_foo/gallery1/wong_foo_thanks_006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.filmhai.de/kino/kinoplakat/bilder_0001/to_wong_foo/gallery1/wong_foo_thanks_006.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to &lt;a href="http://www.azcentral.com/ent/celeb/articles/1208snipes-CR.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;s&gt;Noxeema Jackson&lt;/s&gt; Wesley Snipes may be going to the slammer for tax fraud and evasion.  Maybe Vida Boheme and Chi Chi Rodriguez can break Noxeema out of jail.  That would make for an interesting Too Wong Foo sequel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116559755433093371?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116559755433093371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116559755433093371' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116559755433093371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116559755433093371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/12/noxeema-jackson-may-be-headed-to.html' title='Noxeema Jackson may be headed to the slammer'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116535036921876248</id><published>2006-12-05T12:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T12:26:54.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Colon Cleansing</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.drnatura.com/product_pic/pictures/colonix_fiber_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.drnatura.com/product_pic/pictures/colonix_fiber_lg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may be WAY too TMI for y'all, but I need a &lt;a href="http://www.drnatura.com"&gt;colon cleansing&lt;/a&gt;.   If anything for a quick way to lose some weight.  What do you think?  Anybody tried it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116535036921876248?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116535036921876248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116535036921876248' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116535036921876248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116535036921876248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/12/colon-cleansing.html' title='Colon Cleansing'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116499779916147086</id><published>2006-12-01T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T10:29:59.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NSFW</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.allfreelancework.com/newsletter/images/Scared-Businessman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.allfreelancework.com/newsletter/images/Scared-Businessman.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently discovered this blog, &lt;a href="http://realityandpresence.blogspot.com/"&gt;Daniel, The Guy In The Desert&lt;/a&gt;, at work.   Someone should have warned me this was NSFW (not safe for work)!  As I was perusing (love that word!) his site, it became apparent to me that I should be enjoying it in the comfort of my home instead of a public domain such as work.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel, loved your site!  But here's shitting bricks that I will get fired for going to a blog with hot naked guys in it.  From now on, I will be &lt;s&gt;jacking off to&lt;/s&gt; enjoying your site at home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116499779916147086?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116499779916147086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116499779916147086' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116499779916147086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116499779916147086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/12/nsfw.html' title='NSFW'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116474538349122803</id><published>2006-11-28T12:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T12:23:03.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.tonymassey.net/las%20vegas%20pictures/las%20vegas%20strip%20a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.tonymassey.net/las%20vegas%20pictures/las%20vegas%20strip%20a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I desperately need a vacation.  Unfortunately I'll have to wait until summer 2007 as I have plans to take Brian on his first visit to Las Vegas.   My favorite vacation destination.  That's right bitches, Vegas ain't just for &lt;a href="http://www.thesuperficial.com/archives/000807.html"&gt;Kevin Federline&lt;/a&gt;, no sir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116474538349122803?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116474538349122803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116474538349122803' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116474538349122803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116474538349122803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/11/summer-2007.html' title='Summer 2007'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116473811220637297</id><published>2006-11-28T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T10:23:19.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.aizuddindanian.com/voi/images/Urinals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.aizuddindanian.com/voi/images/Urinals.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do some guys, upon entering a public restroom and realize another person is in there, pretend that they did not go there to pee/poop but to blow their nose?   You know what I'm talking about.  They walk in and surprise, somebody else is there using the restroom/finishing up.  So instead of walking directly to a urinal they walk to the paper towel dispenser or t.p. roll and begin blowing their non-mucus filled nose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116473811220637297?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116473811220637297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116473811220637297' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116473811220637297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116473811220637297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/11/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116455794120189795</id><published>2006-11-26T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T08:19:01.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alphabet Meme</title><content type='html'>What a better way to start a new week after a wonderful Thanksgiving getaway (more on that later this week) than a fun meme, &lt;s&gt;stolen&lt;/s&gt; borrowed from &lt;a href="http://sporeflections.blogspot.com"&gt;Spo-Reflections&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; is for age: 29&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt; is for beer of choice: I don't drink beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;C &lt;/span&gt;is for career: Accountant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt; is for favorite Drink: Diet Coke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; is for essential item you use everyday: Copaxone (MS Med) and Effexor (anti-depressant med).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt; is for favorite song at the moment: Natalie Merchant "Carnival"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt; is for favorite game: Pacman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt; is for hometown: El Paso, TX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; is for instruments you play: Trumpet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt; is for favorite juice: Gin.  I kid.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt; is for kids: None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt; is for last kiss: Thanksgiving morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt; is for marriage: In my eyes, Brian and I are already married.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt; is for name of your best friend: Brian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; is for overnight hospital stays: None.  I'm a healthy boy.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt; is for phobias: Being broke and poor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt; is for quote: "Confusius says, 'Man with hand in pocket feel cocky all day.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt; is for biggest regret: Letting one of my boyfriends move in with me after only 2 days of meeting him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; is for Shirts: Dress shirts for work, T-shirts for weekend.  Closet full of them!  But I keep wearing the same 5-6 shirts week in and week out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt; is for time you wake up: 4:30 am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt; is for underwear: Boxer briefs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt; is for vegetable you love: Hate veggies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt; is for worst habit: smoking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt; is for x-rays you have had: None. Unless MRIs count, if so, then head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; is for yummy food you make: Hashbrown Casserole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Z &lt;/span&gt;is for zodiac sign: Cancer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tagging everybody who reads this!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116455794120189795?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116455794120189795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116455794120189795' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116455794120189795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116455794120189795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/11/alphabet-meme.html' title='Alphabet Meme'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116412196958511425</id><published>2006-11-21T07:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T07:12:49.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://joe-ks.com/archives/BigBirdThanks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://joe-ks.com/archives/BigBirdThanks.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm out for the next week or so.  I'm sorry for the lack of posts.   My life and news has been dry, as always.   Which is good because I hate having drama in my life, as Mary J. Blige once said.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be driving home to see the folks in New Mexico.  It's nice to get away.  Sometimes the city life gets to me.   Brian is off on the a jet plane to see his &lt;em&gt;familia&lt;/em&gt; on Thursday.   Jesus, can't believe it's the holiday time again!  When I return, I have to hit Target or Wal-Mart (preferably Target as Wal-Mart is a &lt;s&gt;shit hole&lt;/s&gt; mad house everytime I go) and buy holiday decorations.  Then come January 1st, it's the beginning of a new year and a fresh start.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough ramblings...y'all have a wonderful holiday and don't get too full eating &lt;s&gt;Big Bird&lt;/s&gt; turkey.  Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116412196958511425?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116412196958511425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116412196958511425' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116412196958511425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116412196958511425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116378408889296981</id><published>2006-11-17T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T09:21:28.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Geeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2006/TECH/fun.games/11/17/playstation.us.ap/index.html"&gt;People&lt;/a&gt; waiting in line, sometimes for days, to get their hands on the new Playstation 3.   That's so sad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116378408889296981?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116378408889296981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116378408889296981' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116378408889296981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116378408889296981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/11/geeks.html' title='Geeks'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116327418713658443</id><published>2006-11-11T11:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T11:43:07.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Humps</title><content type='html'>As I was vacuuming my car at the car wash yesterday afternoon, The Black Eyed Peas song "My Humps" came out on the radio.   Although I don't normally like &lt;s&gt;stupid&lt;/s&gt; campy songs, I was really jamming to this song.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, a day later, I can't get it out of my head and it's driving me insane.   So why should I be the only one suffering?   If you want to suffer along with me, click play on the video below.  Come on...I dare you!  :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jpRuiGvqN4Y"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jpRuiGvqN4Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116327418713658443?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116327418713658443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116327418713658443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116327418713658443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116327418713658443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/11/my-humps.html' title='My Humps'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116307693210148845</id><published>2006-11-09T04:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T04:55:32.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Still My Heart!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8092/1952/1600/3995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8092/1952/1600/3995.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116307693210148845?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116307693210148845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116307693210148845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116307693210148845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116307693210148845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/11/be-still-my-heart.html' title='Be Still My Heart!!!'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116294642481294679</id><published>2006-11-07T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T17:02:01.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jury Duty</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.knowareland.com/mall/yourprintshop/jury.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.knowareland.com/mall/yourprintshop/jury.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my chickadees! What a day to be an American citizen! Not only do you get to partake in voting, but like me, you get to enjoy a day at Superior Court for jury duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so the above was said in sarcasm. I don't vote...I steer clear away from politics ...and I loathe loathe loathe jury duty. The most stupidest right we as Americans are born with. Honey, strip me from this right and I will love you forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to take a day off from work to attend such a joyous civic duty. I didn't get called until 1 pm that day after sitting in hard plastic chairs all morning long (my tush was hurting, and not in a good way). As we took our seats in the courtroom, with all the state's and the defendant's counsel present, the judge began his welcome speech (which included the whole "you should be proud to be a part of a country that allows this...blah, blah, blah) and stated the facts of the case. In a nutshell, it was a murder trial to last 3 months. WHAT?! I have to get out of this shizzle, I thought to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first opportunity: when the judge stated he will ask each one of us if we have a reason that we cannot be a part of this case. I was first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,204,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"Your honor, I can't be gone from work for such a long time as nobody in my office can do the job that I do and they need me there."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; (lie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;"What exactly do you do?", asked the judge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,204,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"Uh, well, I'm an Accountant but it specializes in..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;, I managed to blurt out before the judge cut me off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;"Well, Mr. Robert, I'm sure there are a lot of people in this room whose job requires them to be there. But that is not a good reason to be excused. Find out from your employer if this is going to be ok with them, which I'm sure it will be, and let me know. For now, I am putting you down for 'Yes' in being able to serve."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double shizzle, I thought. He went around the room and people were coming up with lamer excuses than I did and yet he excused them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he allowed those he excused to leave, as I still remained seated along with a few others, he said that in order to get an impartial jury, he will pass out a 10 page questionnaire which he would like for us to answer to get info on our background, thoughts, and beliefs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ha! Another opportunity! I wasn't going to screw this one up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The defendant in the case was an African-American accused of murder. I don't have any problems with African-Americans or anybody of color for that matter. One of the questions on the questionnaire was &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"Will the race of the defendant affect your decision in the case?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What did I put down for that?&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; "Yes." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another question on the questionnaire: What's your opinion on the death penalty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answer, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"Who are we to play God? God is the one to be the ultimate judge when we stand face-to-face with him during The Judgement and the end of times.... " &lt;/span&gt;on and on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, I'm a roll! Someone hand me the thickest bible you can find and a grand wizard outfit of the KKK, stat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think they will want me as a juror on that case? Probably not; that's what I'm hoping. They probably think I'm some bible-freak white supremacist or something! Only time will tell...I should find out next week. If not chosen, I have done my civic duty for another 18 months. &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116294642481294679?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116294642481294679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116294642481294679' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116294642481294679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116294642481294679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/11/jury-duty.html' title='Jury Duty'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116273865250801124</id><published>2006-11-05T06:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T06:57:32.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'>He won!</title><content type='html'>I completely and totally forgot to mention that Brian got his job back!!!!   Hopefully things will get back to normal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116273865250801124?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116273865250801124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116273865250801124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116273865250801124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116273865250801124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/11/he-won.html' title='He won!'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116273847594090896</id><published>2006-11-05T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T06:54:35.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cure</title><content type='html'>Not much going on here hence my lack of posting.   I finally gave Brian a rather rude awakening in regards to his drinking this week (after tearing him a new one, I threatened to leave him), and he has begun attending AA meetings.   I'm so very proud of him!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite songs.  Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i74TLn6QYW8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i74TLn6QYW8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116273847594090896?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116273847594090896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116273847594090896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116273847594090896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116273847594090896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/11/cure.html' title='The Cure'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116224156184198675</id><published>2006-10-30T12:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T12:52:41.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, at least it wasn't Phoenix....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/15475741/?GT1=8618"&gt;St. Louis is most dangerous city in the U.S.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having flown there several times to visit John, and driven by on my way back from Kentucky, I have to agree that St. Louis is ghetto with a capital G.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116224156184198675?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116224156184198675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116224156184198675' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116224156184198675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116224156184198675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/10/well-at-least-it-wasnt-phoenix.html' title='Well, at least it wasn&apos;t Phoenix....'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116145117550417190</id><published>2006-10-21T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T10:19:35.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It is SO cold!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so technically here in Arizona it isn't.    But after injecting myself with flu-inducing &lt;a href="http://www.avonex.com"&gt;MS medication&lt;/a&gt; yesterday, it sure does feel like the North Pole this morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Oh don't be silly!"&lt;/span&gt; says Brian.   Gee, thanks for the support honey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But like the uber-fabu &lt;a href="http://troublespots.blogspot.com"&gt;Michael Guy&lt;/a&gt; says, "I digress."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Impending death&lt;/s&gt; Minor flu symptoms aside, it's overall a beautiful day.   Here I sit in my jammies, consisting of cheap $2-5 Wal-Mart tank top and matching lounge shorts (shhhhhh!  Don't tell the other queers or I will get slapped for not wearing Dolce &amp; Gabbana silk robe with matching slippers),  drinking my fresh brewed Starbucks coffee while listening to fabu disco music and writing my latest boring post.  Brian has taken our little Daisy May to the groomers as the poor soul can't see with all the hair in her eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as my flu goes away, which thankfully only lasts about a day, I will begin my June Cleaver duties of cleaning house.  It's a pig sty in here!  Brian may be unemployed and you'd think he would keep busy by cleaning house, but alas, it was just wishful thinking on my part.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116145117550417190?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116145117550417190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116145117550417190' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116145117550417190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116145117550417190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/10/it-is-so-cold.html' title='It is SO cold!'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116129758178203206</id><published>2006-10-19T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T15:47:21.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's about damn time the bitch woke up!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2006/SHOWBIZ/Music/10/18/whitneyhouston.divorce.ap/index.html"&gt;Whitney Houston Files for Divorce&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on, I expect to see this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.music-atlas.com/images/whitney_houston_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.music-atlas.com/images/whitney_houston_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and not this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theipinionsjournal.com/uploaded_images/whitneyhouston-785000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.theipinionsjournal.com/uploaded_images/whitneyhouston-785000.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point, I wouldn't even mind seeing frizzy-hair-1987-Whitney:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/eo/thumb/b/b7/WhitneyHouston.jpg/300px-WhitneyHouston.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/eo/thumb/b/b7/WhitneyHouston.jpg/300px-WhitneyHouston.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116129758178203206?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116129758178203206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116129758178203206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116129758178203206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116129758178203206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-about-damn-time-bitch-woke-up.html' title='It&apos;s about damn time the bitch woke up!!!'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116105319467666364</id><published>2006-10-16T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T19:46:34.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Much Going On</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I started on my MS medications on Friday.   &lt;a href="http://www.copaxone.com"&gt;Copaxone&lt;/a&gt; which is my daily injection, and &lt;a href="http://www.avonex.com"&gt;Avonex&lt;/a&gt;, my weekly injection.   I am able to give myself both injections without passing out or be a chicken shit.   I'm very surprised and proud of myself.   The side effects of both are the downers.  Copaxone makes my muscle near the injection site spasm and cramp up.  Avonex has flu-like symptoms for about a day. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Brian is going to fight his job loss on Wednesday.  A grievance hearing has been set to discuss the circumstances around his termination.   He did nothing, but they put the blame on him.  I will go in more detail as soon as the dust clears as the internet isn't as anonymous as people think it is.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I came home from work today to not only find Brian drunker than the man that lives behind Safeway, but also surfing and chatting on Gay.com.   WTF?   I ripped him a new one.  He managed to lose my trust in him in a second flat!  And he still had the audacity to say "he doesn't know how he ended up on Gay.com and have a profile."  We had a talk about this after I cooled down, but it wasn't productive as he tends to keep emotions and thoughts bottled up.    I have a feeling this relationship won't last.   And I have yet begun to talk about his drinking.   He has a drinking problem.   Beer is his nectar.   He can go a week without drinking, and may drink occasionally.  But there are times where he can drink 12 - 15 beers at one time.  Gay.com aside, I don't think I can handle THIS!&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;I will be moving from one department at work to another.   This is a good thing believe me!  The current department I am in is a disaster.  Nobody knows what the fuck they are doing because they are all incompetent.   I spend more time cleaning up messes than doing my own job.   Over the three years since I've worked there, my boss and I have become good friends.   It's hard to tell her how I feel about her department without hurting her or our friendship.   So like a thief in the night, I am going to quietly leave that department.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Back to Brian....I have to give him props for being proactive in his job search and grievance process against his former employer.   At this point he doesn't care if he ends up getting his job back.  The grievance and the battle is just for the principle of it.  To clear his name that he did nothing wrong.   He has thought about going into the transportation business and be a truck driver.   I haven't decide how I feel about it.   With everything going on with us, his job loss, drinking problem, gay.com, etc., all I can do is take it a day at a time.   As God as my witness though, if this relationship ends I shall never date again!   Too much hassle.&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is what's been going on in my mind as of late.   Most of which I believe time will fix on its own.   I hope time hurries up as I feel like I have the weight of the world on my shoulders.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116105319467666364?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116105319467666364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116105319467666364' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116105319467666364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116105319467666364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/10/much-going-on.html' title='Much Going On'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116024933149373793</id><published>2006-10-07T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T12:28:51.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Michael Guy is alive and well!  :o)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://troublespots.blogspot.com"&gt;Michael Guy&lt;/a&gt; has been posting on his blog all along!  So ignore my message in the previous post wondering where he has been.  It looks like it was my fault, or should I say my brower's fault for not updating his blog every time I went to it; I kept getting the same September 27th entry every time I visited so I began getting worried.  But all is well!  :)  :)  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116024933149373793?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116024933149373793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116024933149373793' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116024933149373793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116024933149373793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/10/michael-guy-is-alive-and-well-o.html' title='Michael Guy is alive and well!  :o)'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-116024909457797051</id><published>2006-10-07T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T12:24:54.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Job Loss</title><content type='html'>This week has been a rather stressful week for Brian and I.   Brian got the pink slip on Tuesday, after working 10 years for his company.   It's a long story and maybe I shouldn't say too much as you know the internet isn't as anonymous as people think it is, but let's just say this company decided to flex its muscles and nitpick on the littlest thing to get Brian fired.   Brian is going to fight it tooth and nail.  But at the same time he's down, I'm down, and we got bills to pay.  So in the meantime I need to dust off my leopard print mini-skirt, 4 inch heels and tube top and hit Van Buren St . in downtown Phoenix for some paying Johns.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I went to the Mayo Clinic in Scottsdale this past Monday to get poked and proded (not in a good way) like a lab rat for a multiple-sclerosis study that I decided to be a part in.  As you may or may not know, I was diagnosed with MS earlier this year when out of the blue I got double-vision for a whole month.  Nobody knew what it was until good sweet Dr. Carter at the Mayo Clinic took me under his wings and found out that it was caused by MS.  After going back for a followup in August, he confirmed his findings and asked me if I wanted to be a part of a study he's in.   Free of charge.  My ears perked up!  Any time I can save from paying a co-pay and prescriptions I'm there dude!  Besides he said that in this study I will for sure be getting a proven medication for treating MS.  The purpose of the study is to see if two of the MS drugs out there used at the same time will help MS patients more than treating the disease one drug at a time.   So I went for my first screening this Monday where I got to partake in such awesome thrill rides as the EKG machine, the MRI machine, and the Needle Poker (not once, not twice, but THREE times).   Oh the fun!  Betcha y'all are jealous!!!!  I go back in about a month to get my medications, which by the way, are ALL administered via injections.  OOOOH, I CAN'T WAIT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, WTF happened to &lt;a href="http://troublespots.blogspot.com"&gt;Michael Guy&lt;/a&gt;?????  He hasn't updated his blog in about 2 weeks.  Totally not like him.  Totally like ME, but not him.    Calling Mr. Guy, come in Mr. Guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-116024909457797051?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/116024909457797051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=116024909457797051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116024909457797051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/116024909457797051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/10/job-loss.html' title='Job Loss'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115949235514248878</id><published>2006-09-28T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T18:12:35.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My boyfriend's back - again</title><content type='html'>My guy went to visit his folks again last Friday for a week.  Prior to him leaving, I reminded him to make every effort to call me during his vacation so that I don't freak out like I did last time.  He promised.   Saturday rolled around and I did not hear from him.  I was livid!  I left a rather stern but diplomatic voicemail on his cell phone reminding him of what we agreed and what he promised.  He called me later that night and called me every night since.  My nervous breakdown was averted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now he comes back tonight.  It's bittersweet.  Don't get me wrong, I did miss my big lug, but at the same time I TRULY enjoyed having the king size bed all to myself.   Sometimes it's nice to spend time away from your loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His flight is arriving late from Baltimore (his connection) to Phoenix due to thunderstorms there.   Now I'm antsy for him to come home.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115949235514248878?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115949235514248878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115949235514248878' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115949235514248878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115949235514248878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-boyfriends-back-again.html' title='My boyfriend&apos;s back - again'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115903593718655682</id><published>2006-09-23T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T11:28:04.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Celebrity Look-a-likes</title><content type='html'>A meme suggested by the uber-fabulous &lt;a href="http://justplainsteve.blogspot.com"&gt;Mr. Steve&lt;/a&gt;.  I apologize for my two-day stubble (although I hear &lt;a href="http://troublespots.blogspot.com"&gt;Michael Guy&lt;/a&gt; loves that! Here's to you Mr. Guy), but I just woke up and haven't put on my make-up yet.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myheritage.com" title="MyHeritage - family and genealogy" alt="MyHeritage - family and genealogy" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://69.93.254.120/G/storage/site1/files/08/22/87/082287_1274584c975154d2n41202.jpg" width="500" height="574" border="0" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115903593718655682?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115903593718655682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115903593718655682' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115903593718655682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115903593718655682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/09/my-celebrity-look-likes.html' title='My Celebrity Look-a-likes'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115894131728215308</id><published>2006-09-22T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T09:08:37.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One of life's lessons</title><content type='html'>Lesson learned:   Do &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; ever burn any bridges or upset any people (especially in a work setting) as you never know when you may need their help in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115894131728215308?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115894131728215308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115894131728215308' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115894131728215308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115894131728215308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/09/one-of-lifes-lessons.html' title='One of life&apos;s lessons'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115842880561506845</id><published>2006-09-16T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T10:48:04.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Apparently I'm Neurotic</title><content type='html'>So &lt;a href="http://justplainsteve.blogspot.com"&gt;Steve&lt;/a&gt; (aka Deviou Steve-O) posted  a personality quiz for all of us to partake in.   I normally love these quizzes, until today.  When I found out that I'm apparently neurotic.  Click on it for a detailed report.  The sad part is that it's 99.9% true.   Please don't hate me because I'm neurotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-16047' style='text-decoration:none; font-weight:bold; color:black; font-size:12px; cursor:default;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;My Personality&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table width=100% border=0 cellpadding=0 cellspacing=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='width:155px; height:15px;'&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style='width:145px; padding-right:5px; text-align:right; border-right:1px solid #960000;'&gt;&lt;div style='white-space:nowrap; overflow:hidden; font-size:12px;'&gt;Neuroticism&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding:0px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;a=personality-tests&amp;x=133094xE516d8#s1' target='_blank' style='text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; color:black;'&gt;&lt;div style="cursor:hand; float:left; height:18px; text-align:right; background-color:#FF0000; border-bottom:1px solid #960000; border-right:1px solid #960000; border-top:1px solid #FF6464; width:99%; filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColorStr='#00FFFFFF', EndColorStr='#FF960000');"&gt;&lt;div style='float:right; color:white; padding-right:2px; margin-top:2px; font-size:10px;'&gt;99&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style='width:145px; padding-right:5px; text-align:right; border-right:1px solid #000096;'&gt;&lt;div style='white-space:nowrap; overflow:hidden; font-size:12px;'&gt;Extraversion&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding:0px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;a=personality-tests&amp;x=133094xE516d8#s2' target='_blank' style='text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; color:black;'&gt;&lt;div style="cursor:hand; float:left; height:18px; text-align:right; background-color:#0000FF; border-bottom:1px solid #000096; border-right:1px solid #000096; border-top:1px solid #6464FF; width:14%; filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColorStr='#00FFFFFF', EndColorStr='#FF000096');"&gt;&lt;div style='float:right; color:white; padding-right:2px; margin-top:2px; font-size:10px;'&gt;14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style='width:145px; padding-right:5px; text-align:right; border-right:1px solid #005A00;'&gt;&lt;div style='white-space:nowrap; overflow:hidden; font-size:12px;'&gt;Openness To Experience&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding:0px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;a=personality-tests&amp;x=133094xE516d8#s3' target='_blank' style='text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; color:black;'&gt;&lt;div style="cursor:hand; float:left; height:18px; text-align:right; background-color:#008000; border-bottom:1px solid #005A00; border-right:1px solid #005A00; border-top:1px solid #559F55; width:9%; filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColorStr='#00FFFFFF', EndColorStr='#FF005A00');"&gt;&lt;div style='float:right; color:white; padding-right:2px; margin-top:2px; font-size:10px;'&gt;9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style='width:145px; padding-right:5px; text-align:right; border-right:1px solid #907300;'&gt;&lt;div style='white-space:nowrap; overflow:hidden; font-size:12px;'&gt;Agreeableness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding:0px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;a=personality-tests&amp;x=133094xE516d8#s4' target='_blank' style='text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; color:black;'&gt;&lt;div style="cursor:hand; float:left; height:18px; text-align:right; background-color:#FBD400; border-bottom:1px solid #907300; border-right:1px solid #907300; border-top:1px solid #FFF1AA; width:14%; filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColorStr='#00FFFFFF', EndColorStr='#FF907300');"&gt;&lt;div style='float:right; color:white; padding-right:2px; margin-top:2px; font-size:10px;'&gt;14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style='width:145px; padding-right:5px; text-align:right; border-right:1px solid #500050;'&gt;&lt;div style='white-space:nowrap; overflow:hidden; font-size:12px;'&gt;Conscientiousness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style='padding:0px;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;a=personality-tests&amp;x=133094xE516d8#s5' target='_blank' style='text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; color:black;'&gt;&lt;div style="cursor:hand; float:left; height:18px; text-align:right; background-color:#800080; border-bottom:1px solid #500050; border-right:1px solid #500050; border-top:1px solid #956397; width:93%; filter:progid:DXImageTransform.Microsoft.Gradient(GradientType=0, StartColorStr='#00FFFFFF', EndColorStr='#FF500050');"&gt;&lt;div style='float:right; color:white; padding-right:2px; margin-top:2px; font-size:10px;'&gt;93&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;table width=100% border=0 cellpadding=0 cellspacing=0&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='width:300px; height:15px;'&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;div style='width:300px; height:15px;'&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-117150' target='_blank'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Find your MySpace/Xanga/Hi5 soulmate / pysch twin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;nobr&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13659&amp;sh=y&amp;ms=y' target='_blank' style='margin-left:5px; margin-right:5px;'&gt;Test Yourself&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt; &lt;nobr&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13659&amp;sh=y&amp;ms=y&amp;ur=133094xE516d8' target='_blank' style='margin-left:5px; margin-right:5px;'&gt;Compare Yourself&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt; &lt;nobr&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-13837&amp;a=personality-tests&amp;x=133094xE516d8' target='_blank' style='margin-left:5px; margin-right:5px;'&gt;View Full Report&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/nobr&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.sheepskinleatherfactory.com.au/site_ugg.asp' style='text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; font-size:9px;'&gt;Discount Ugg Boots&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href='http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-21472' style='text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; font-size:9px;'&gt;MySpace Codes&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href='http://www.pulseware.com.au/site_pi.asp?p=wpa-21613' style='text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; font-size:9px;'&gt;MySpace Layouts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font style='text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; font-size:9px;'&gt; by Pulseware &lt;a href='http://www.pulseware.com.au' style='text-decoration:none; font-weight:normal; font-size:9px;'&gt;Survey Software&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115842880561506845?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115842880561506845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115842880561506845' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115842880561506845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115842880561506845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/09/apparently-im-neurotic.html' title='Apparently I&apos;m Neurotic'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115842708505378566</id><published>2006-09-16T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T10:32:07.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jared Leto</title><content type='html'>WTF happened to this guy?!?!   He used to be so cute, now he's just Marilyn Manson-weird.   I'll let you be the judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jared Leto, circa 1999&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.index.hr/images/JaredLeto15V.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.index.hr/images/JaredLeto15V.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jared Leto NOW&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v123/buttsmack_krazy/30%20Seconds%20To%20Mars/30SecondsToMarsConcert3-10-06001res.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v123/buttsmack_krazy/30%20Seconds%20To%20Mars/30SecondsToMarsConcert3-10-06001res.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit the music from his band, &lt;a href="http://www.thirtysecondstomars.com/"&gt;30 Seconds to Mars&lt;/a&gt;, isn't half bad.   I just miss the clean cut Jared that's all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Le sigh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mscl.free.fr/jaredleto/leto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://mscl.free.fr/jaredleto/leto.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115842708505378566?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115842708505378566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115842708505378566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115842708505378566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115842708505378566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/09/jared-leto.html' title='Jared Leto'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115782170527379515</id><published>2006-09-09T10:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T10:08:25.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hairspray</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images.usatoday.com/life/_photos/2006/09/08/hairspray-large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://images.usatoday.com/life/_photos/2006/09/08/hairspray-large.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!  My!  God!!!!   They are remaking John Water's 1988 "Hairspray" movie!   I &lt;strong&gt;LOOOOOOOOVVVVVVVEEEEEE&lt;/strong&gt; that movie!!!!!!  I am SO going to drag (literally) Brian to this and be the first in line for tickets when this movie comes out! I may have to use a tranquilizer dart on Brian for him to come along.  He's such a football-watching-manly-man that I doubt he'll come along willingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stomptokyo.com/pia/img/hairspray3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.stomptokyo.com/pia/img/hairspray3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder who's going to play the Beatnik Chick that Pia Zadora played in the original movie?    I loves me some Pia, too.   She's so groovy, dig man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115782170527379515?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115782170527379515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115782170527379515' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115782170527379515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115782170527379515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/09/hairspray.html' title='Hairspray'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115781724211762114</id><published>2006-09-09T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T08:54:02.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're back.</title><content type='html'>Ok so we've been back for several days now.   Never fails, when I take a vacation I always return hitting the ground running.   Talk about a busy fast week.   I'm finally catching my breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was biting my nails on our way to visit and introducing Brian to my family.  The drive itself was soggy as it was raining the whole way there thanks to the remnants of Hurricane John.   Was the non-stop rain and cloudy skies as sign of what's to come?   Turns out, it wasn't.   The visit couldn't have gone more smoothly.  Brian was cool, calm and collected while I was chatting up a storm trying to fill in any potential awkward silences.  I'm sure everybody knew I was shitting bricks as I was Ms. Chatty Cathy the whole time.  Or they thought I wanted to be the center of attention.  Bottom line, Brian loved the family and the family loved him.   So much so the family and Brian have been asking when we are going back for another visit.   We shall see.  For now, back to my boring life as an Accountant and housewife.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115781724211762114?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115781724211762114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115781724211762114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115781724211762114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115781724211762114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/09/were-back.html' title='We&apos;re back.'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115725429017252853</id><published>2006-09-02T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T20:31:30.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated Life Path Number</title><content type='html'>I'm a little late in posting my life path number as &lt;a href="http://troublespots.blogspot.com"&gt;Michael Guy&lt;/a&gt; began.  So sue me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Life Path Number is 9&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatisyourlifepathnumberquiz/path.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your purpose in life is to make the world better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very socially conscious and a total idealist.&lt;br /&gt;You think there are many things wrong with the world, and you want to fix them.&lt;br /&gt;You have a big idea of how to world could be, and you'll sacrifice almost anything to work towards this dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In love, you can easily see the beauty in someone else. And you never cling too tightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are capable of great love, but it's hard for you to focus your love on one person or relationship.&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of outward focus, and you tend to blame the world for your failures.&lt;br /&gt;You are often disappointed by the realities of life - it's hard for you to accept the shortcomings of the world.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatisyourlifepathnumberquiz/"&gt;What Is Your Life Path Number?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crazy thing is that it's all true!!!!   *Cue Twilight Zone music*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115725429017252853?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115725429017252853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115725429017252853' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115725429017252853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115725429017252853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/09/belated-life-path-number.html' title='Belated Life Path Number'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115720900198637595</id><published>2006-09-02T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T07:56:42.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unofficial End of Summer</title><content type='html'>So it's Labor Day weekend.  The unofficial end of summer.  Boy time flies!  Brian and I haven't really done much in terms of excitement this summer.   We both have been working our fingers to the bone which is followed by exhaustion which is then followed by sleeping 12-13 hours when we have a day off.  This weekend we are heading out to visit my family and to introduce Brian to them.  I have to admit, I am a little nervous  as there is always some sort of awkwardness involved when having a conversation with a stranger which I'm sure my family will be feeling.  I feel the pressure is upon me to be the "middle man" and keep everybody in a conversing jolly mood.  We'll see how it all goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115720900198637595?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115720900198637595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115720900198637595' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115720900198637595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115720900198637595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/09/unofficial-end-of-summer.html' title='Unofficial End of Summer'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115681904117998557</id><published>2006-08-28T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T19:38:42.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who knew?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://abba.musichall.cz/pics/FRIDA-l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://abba.musichall.cz/pics/FRIDA-l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew that Frida from the video below, is the same Frida from ABBA?  I sure didn't.  You learn something new every day, y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vm2Vybni8jI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vm2Vybni8jI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115681904117998557?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115681904117998557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115681904117998557' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115681904117998557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115681904117998557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/08/who-knew.html' title='Who knew?'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115669537936965252</id><published>2006-08-27T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T15:27:43.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr. Blue</title><content type='html'>A little over a week ago I was so excited that Brian was heading out of town to visit his folks because I needed some alone time as I wrote about it &lt;a href="http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/08/hubbys-vacation.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  Well, he's with his folks as we speak in Virginia, and I miss him terribly.  Not only am I sleeping alot, but I'm so bored and down I don't feel like doing much, and there's tons to do.  Work never ends for the housekeeper.   I haven't heard from him since he arrived in Newport News on Friday afternoon.  His 'rents don't know about his sexuality so it's a bit hard for him to call me when they are around.  But for crying out loud, can't he just sneak away and give his baby a quick ring-a-ling?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To kill time and to make myself a little happy, I did some retail therapy.  I headed to Macy's at Fiesta Mall in Mesa, and Macy's at Chandler Fashion Center to bargain shop at their clearance racks.  Since Macy's bought out Robinson's May and the other stores, I noticed that the bargains are pretty scarce.  And what the hell happened to the huge Kenneth Cole Reaction and Michael Kors sections?    Robinson's had rather large sections of Kenneth Cole and Michael Kors for me to peruse.  Now at Macy's, they are spread out throughout the store or just have maybe a rack or two of either designer's clothing.    I did find 3 dress shirts that can also be worn casually with jeans.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Macy's, I went to Aeropostale to buy a pair of jeans.  Aeropostale is the only store that have jeans that fit me properly.  I've tried all others, but there's nothing like a good pair of Aero jeans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home after this shopping excursion.  The retail therapy didn't help.   I was still down and now worried that I had not heard from Brian.   I ended up going to bed at 6 pm and slept for 13 hours.  Even the pooch is missing Brian as she hasn't eaten since he left.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I wrote the above yesterday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He arrives tomorrow afternoon at 5:30.  I'm going to wear a new outfit to show him hot cute I can look.  After the kiss-kiss, hug-hug, he will get a tongue lashing for not calling me over the weekend.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of today, Monday, he has yet to call me once.  At this point I'm not only livid but worried.  My imagination is running wild right now of why he hasn't called.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115669537936965252?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115669537936965252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115669537936965252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115669537936965252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115669537936965252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/08/mr-blue.html' title='Mr. Blue'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115656377872606724</id><published>2006-08-25T20:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T20:42:58.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Classic Diana Ross</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ihoRRAL_dRs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ihoRRAL_dRs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115656377872606724?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115656377872606724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115656377872606724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115656377872606724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115656377872606724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/08/classic-diana-ross.html' title='Classic Diana Ross'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115601375822253986</id><published>2006-08-19T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T11:55:58.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help Me Find A Name of A Song!</title><content type='html'>This is driving me nuts, so I need help!   I can't find it anywhere online.  The song I'm looking for has the lyrics "it falls apart" as a part of its lyrics.   This song sounds like it was made in the late 80s, early 90s.  Very Depeche Mode and The Cure sounding.  As I do a search online all I get as results is Sugar Ray's "It Falls Apart" song.  That's not it.  So, HELP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!  That's all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115601375822253986?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115601375822253986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115601375822253986' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115601375822253986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115601375822253986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/08/help-me-find-name-of-song.html' title='Help Me Find A Name of A Song!'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115585062767034933</id><published>2006-08-17T14:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T14:37:07.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://galleryoftheabsurd.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/parisdollad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://galleryoftheabsurd.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/parisdollad.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115585062767034933?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115585062767034933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115585062767034933' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115585062767034933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115585062767034933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/08/bwahahahahahahaha.html' title='BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115578348269500579</id><published>2006-08-16T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T20:00:04.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More '80s Fashion Coming Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3499/1130/1600/081506fallsilhouette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3499/1130/320/081506fallsilhouette.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115578348269500579?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115578348269500579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115578348269500579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115578348269500579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115578348269500579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/08/more-80s-fashion-coming-back.html' title='More &apos;80s Fashion Coming Back'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115575062489961039</id><published>2006-08-16T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T15:03:32.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hubby's Vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://images1.jetphotos.net/images/d/dl752143.jpg.45856.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://images1.jetphotos.net/images/d/dl752143.jpg.45856.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian is off to see his parents in a couple of weeks for a 5 day vacation without me.   Between you and me, I can't wait!   It sounds horrible, but let me explain.  Even though I'm forever greatful to have found the love of my life, I yearn for that independent feeling I lived with and grown accustomed for 28 years.  The feeling of coming and going as I please, to eat what I want, to walk around naked if I want, etc.     Not to mention I want to spread out on the king size bed at night rather than be huddled in my corner because his pooch and Brian's football player build body are in the way.  I will miss him during those 5 days, I know I will.  Shit, I can't even wait until he comes home from work late in the evening.  But I think a little alone time is needed for any couple in order to keep an acceptable level of sanity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115575062489961039?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115575062489961039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115575062489961039' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115575062489961039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115575062489961039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/08/hubbys-vacation.html' title='Hubby&apos;s Vacation'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115568252394347431</id><published>2006-08-15T15:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T15:55:23.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For Michael Guy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.deluxeblog.it/uploads/dolce_gabbana_v3i.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.deluxeblog.it/uploads/dolce_gabbana_v3i.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping Santa will put this under your Christmas Tree this year, you label whore you!  ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115568252394347431?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115568252394347431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115568252394347431' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115568252394347431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115568252394347431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/08/for-michael-guy.html' title='For Michael Guy...'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115532427930709052</id><published>2006-08-11T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T12:24:39.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Classic Video</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3EQCOshGwPI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3EQCOshGwPI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115532427930709052?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115532427930709052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115532427930709052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115532427930709052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115532427930709052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/08/classic-video.html' title='Classic Video'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115530145377279529</id><published>2006-08-11T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T06:04:13.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do during a terrorist attack...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e4/eastbaykitten/untitled.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://i36.photobucket.com/albums/e4/eastbaykitten/untitled.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115530145377279529?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115530145377279529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115530145377279529' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115530145377279529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115530145377279529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-to-do-during-terrorist-attack.html' title='What to do during a terrorist attack...'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115499333476030665</id><published>2006-08-07T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T16:28:54.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Skinny Jeans</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3499/1130/1600/skinny%20jeans.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3499/1130/320/skinny%20jeans.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot!  Skinny jeans are back! I hope this fashion trend happens for the guys so I can dust off my tapered acid wash jeans and hightop Nikes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope big hair comes back, too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115499333476030665?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115499333476030665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115499333476030665' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115499333476030665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115499333476030665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/08/skinny-jeans.html' title='Skinny Jeans'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115473134659420365</id><published>2006-08-04T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T15:43:05.303-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Greasy Buttocks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://sandiego.craigslist.org/about/best/lax/182862349.html"&gt;http://sandiego.craigslist.org/about/best/lax/182862349.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115473134659420365?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115437057533531982</id><published>2006-07-31T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T11:29:35.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Laughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2zqnASjunx8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2zqnASjunx8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115437057533531982?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115437057533531982/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115419351521240046</id><published>2006-07-29T10:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T10:18:35.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If I were a girl...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3499/1130/1600/Twat_Large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3499/1130/320/Twat_Large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I'd &lt;strong&gt;SO&lt;/strong&gt; be rockin' this shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;From &lt;a href="http://www.gawker.com"&gt;Gawker's &lt;/a&gt;website:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whether you're making eyes on Broadway or stealing husbands in Southampton, you know you've got the goods: a great face, a killer body, and something irresistible hiding in your pants. Like Diana Bianchi, you're a hot piece of twat -- and you're not stopping at Peter Cook. So why not let the world know what kind of heat you're packing? With our new 100% cotton super soft shirt by American Apparel, you'll snare yourself a new job, a nice car, and a supermodel's husband in no time. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A co-worker when I used to work at &lt;a href="http://www.ae.com"&gt;American Eagle&lt;/a&gt; once asked, "Why is it when guys want to act or dress like girls, they do it in such a slutty way?"   Good question.  One for a philosophy course.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115419351521240046?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115419351521240046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115419351521240046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115419351521240046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115419351521240046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/07/if-i-were-girl.html' title='If I were a girl...'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115414999984639499</id><published>2006-07-28T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T22:13:19.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Call me crazy...</title><content type='html'>...but I like Paris Hilton's new song "Stars Are Blind."   It has a good beat and you can dance to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115414999984639499?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115414999984639499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115414999984639499' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115414999984639499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115414999984639499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/07/call-me-crazy.html' title='Call me crazy...'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115410442547208666</id><published>2006-07-28T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T09:33:45.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New sites I heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.advicegoddess.com/goddessblog.html"&gt;http://www.advicegoddess.com/goddessblog.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hardtofind800numbers.com/listings/a.htm"&gt;http://www.hardtofind800numbers.com/listings/a.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115410442547208666?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115410442547208666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115410442547208666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115410442547208666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115410442547208666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/07/new-sites-i-heart.html' title='New sites I heart'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115404219256460743</id><published>2006-07-27T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T16:16:32.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The older you get, the faster time flies and other random thoughts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ain't that the truth.   Now that I'm older, I understand why my mom kept saying, "The older you get, the faster time flies.", as she sighs and notices that she still has 1001 things left to do and the day is almost over.   Thursday already.  Geez.   4 days shy of August.   Geez Geez.   4 more months til Christmas.  GEEZ!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All is well here in Robert's world.    I am sitting here at work with nothing to do than surf the Hollywood gossip blogs or cause problems in forums.  Tee hee.  It's so easy to get people worked up for my own amusement.   Bad!  I really should go to church to confess, but I highly doubt the priest has a full 24 hours to hear me go on and on on what a bad boy I have been, especially since I've moved to Phoenix. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got pounded (tee hee) with rain a couple of nights ago.  My 'hood got 2.50 inches of rain.  It was beautiful.   When it rains in Arizona people get so happy and excited, I being one of them.   It hadn't rain here since early March.    We had to deal with 118 degree heat for a couple of days, which was a nightmare.  Who needs a shower when I can just drench myself with sweat.  Will someone pass me the Pantene?  Thanks.   Now with the rains, it's hot and humid.   I prefer a dry heat.   I don't know how Midwesterners and Southerners deal with the humidity.  No thank you.  I'll stay put.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for my random ramblings for today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115404219256460743?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115404219256460743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115404219256460743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115404219256460743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115404219256460743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/07/older-you-get-faster-time-flies-and.html' title='The older you get, the faster time flies and other random thoughts...'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115359036679796222</id><published>2006-07-22T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T12:43:43.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know how to title this post. :)</title><content type='html'>Ugh!  I just woke up after a long 12 hour beauty sleep, thanks to the wonderful invention of the &lt;a href="http://www.sominex.com"&gt;sleeping pill&lt;/a&gt;.  However, my obvious disatisfaction of this product (hence my "ugh!") is due to 1.) I can't seem to fully wake up when I take it and 2.) I have crazy ass dreams when I take sleeping pills.   I mean, &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt;, crazy ass dreams that if I were to post them in my blog y'all be calling the local mental hospital right away!  So I am not going to go there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian is at work right now delivering freight for his &lt;a href="http://www.fedex.com"&gt;job &lt;/a&gt;in &lt;a href="http://www.azcentral.com/news/articles/0722weather-ON.html"&gt;118 degree heat&lt;/a&gt;.   Poor sweetheart.    He doesn't complain either.   He's one in a million I tell ya!  Heart of gold and sexy to boot!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little princess Robert, however, got to sleep in late and just sit his sorry ass in front of the computer drinking coffee with the AC blasting.  Don't hate!  Unlike Brian, I have to clean dirty bathrooms, do laundry, dust, mop, cook, etc. in our humble abode.  I have to give props to the housewives of the world, especially my mother, who I never appreciate all that she did for us until now, now that I've become her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's noon my time, and I'm still here in my jammies surfing the internet for &lt;s&gt;porn&lt;/s&gt; insightful intellectual articles.  I really should get to my wife duties rather than &lt;s&gt;dreaming of sexy hot guys&lt;/s&gt; pondering in deep thought everything that crosses my mind.   One of the things I have thought about is to re-do my blog by changing the name and it's purpose.  "The Gay Spot" is rather bland &amp; generic, and not everything that happens in my life is gay related nor have a gay theme to it.  I am always observing and thinking about life, sometimes overly so.  So I thought about changing my site's title to "Life's Observations".  Anything and everything that I see or think about would be posted here.  I'm also not a very gifted writer like &lt;a href="http://heresone.blogspot.com"&gt;Jeff&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://hot-toddy.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hot Toddy&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://troublespots.blogspot.com"&gt;Michael Guy&lt;/a&gt;.  Shit, even my vocabulary is limited to a 4th grade level.  I even thought about closing my blog altogether.  The pressure of constantly being witty and write wonderful entries daily is always on my mind. But I have put over a year of time on this blog, pretty good for someone who always thinks about good shit, but never has the vocabulary or the energy to actually post it.  By changing the focus to life's observations, I can write witty and sometimes strange one liners (or more if I'm in the mood) about life.   Maybe one day when I'm older I can look back at all my entries and smile about all the crazy shit that crossed my mind.   So we'll see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, I must turn off this blasted time-consuming computer and actually get some real work done.   Have a good weekend all.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115359036679796222?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115359036679796222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115359036679796222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115359036679796222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115359036679796222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-dont-know-how-to-title-this-post.html' title='I don&apos;t know how to title this post. :)'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115324057542191093</id><published>2006-07-18T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T09:39:25.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiet</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lack of updates.  It's been quiet here.  Too quiet....&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3499/1130/1600/ShiftyEyes_anim.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3499/1130/320/ShiftyEyes_anim.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115324057542191093?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115324057542191093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115324057542191093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115324057542191093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115324057542191093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/07/quiet.html' title='Quiet'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115232204404068946</id><published>2006-07-07T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T18:27:24.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>COOLEST. VIDEO. AND. SONG. EVER!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_UcROrHEbns"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_UcROrHEbns" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115232204404068946?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115232204404068946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115232204404068946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115232204404068946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115232204404068946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/07/coolest-video-and-song-ever.html' title='COOLEST. VIDEO. AND. SONG. EVER!!!'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115228437159479727</id><published>2006-07-07T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T08:02:10.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally!  A Day Off!</title><content type='html'>I have a much needed day off from work today.   Last night I drank two sleeping pills in hopes that I could sleep in til at least 10 am.  No such luck.  As my baby left for work, he kissed me goodbye on the lips as I was still asleep (&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;a la&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sleeping_Beauty"&gt;Sleeping Beauty&lt;/a&gt;), and woke me up as I was mumbling crazy shit about my dreams last night.  He didn't say anything.  How does one respond to a half-asleep fool talking gibberish about a nuclear missile striking a K-Mart in my old &lt;a href="http://www.las-cruces.org/"&gt;hometown&lt;/a&gt; while I desperately was searching for my car in the parking lot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of my &lt;a href="http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/06/little-red-riding-hood-is-sick.html"&gt;car&lt;/a&gt;, it is finally fixed!  My wallet is $500 lighter, but &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hallelujah&lt;/span&gt;, it's fixed!  Turns out it was a fuel pressure regulator.   I won't go into detail the mechanical details as to what a fuel pressure regulator does as the majority of my blog audience is either gay men or women.   I'm a "one in a million" gay man as I am mechanically inclined....still a novice amongst the auto tech circles...but still know my way around an engine.  If interested on the wonderful exciting life of the fuel pressure regulator, you can contact your local library or do a google search.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously have a bad case of ADHD today as I'm just jumping from topic to topic.   So let's get back on track...back to my day off.   I'm taking &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3499/1130/1600/Little%20Red%20Riding%20Hood.jpg"&gt;Little Red Riding Hood&lt;/a&gt; to get her oil changed as I promised her I wouldn't let her get sick on me again.   After that, God knows what I'm going to do.  A day off is sometimes a curse as I get bored silly at home, but at the same time I don't want to go to work.   Shopping is out of the question as I'm becoming very frugal with my money.  Window shopping is such a tease....I don't do window shopping.   It's like dangling a carrot in front of my nose with no chance of getting a taste of it.  No thank you.  So I guess I'll be a good housewife, come home and clean, watch "&lt;a href="http://www.daysofourlives.com"&gt;Days of Our Lives&lt;/a&gt;" or "&lt;a href="http://www.theboldandthebeautiful.com"&gt;The Bold and The Beautiful&lt;/a&gt;" while I eat Bonbons.  Maybe catch some Oprah or Tyra Banks   (HEY GIRLFRIENDS!  *SNAP* *SNAP*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for now, off to porn surfing I go.   Toodles!  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115228437159479727?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115228437159479727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115228437159479727' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115228437159479727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115228437159479727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/07/finally-day-off.html' title='Finally!  A Day Off!'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115184637972425221</id><published>2006-07-02T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T06:19:39.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm have not disappeared nor am I dead</title><content type='html'>I've just been busy.  Stupid work.   And since I'm no longer a single bachelor, I now have the duties and responsibilities of a house wife (in addition to having an 8-5 job).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, last I updated was near my birthday last week.  Well to me it was just another day.  However, as I said this to Brian, he said, "Not to me it isn't."  Ok, fine.  He asked me what I wanted to do for my birthday.  I said that dinner at my favorite restaurant will be just fine.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "That's it???", he said.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes that's it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I can take you out wherever you want."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dinner and then coming home is just fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But it's your special day!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just another day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't you want to go somewhere."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just dinner and then come home, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point he was pissing me off.  He meant well, but as a Cancer, he must understand that I don't really like going out.  Never have.  Maybe once in a blue moon, but for the most part I'd rather be at home.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to dinner, and came home.  I had 3 long-islands iced teas, so I was beyond buzzing.  As soon as we got back home, I went to bed and passed out til the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 29th to me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my next post.....how my good friend and boss pissed me off to the point where I am leaving her department for another one.  Stay tuned...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115184637972425221?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115184637972425221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115184637972425221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115184637972425221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115184637972425221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-have-not-disappeared-nor-am-i-dead.html' title='I&apos;m have not disappeared nor am I dead'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115118085244698911</id><published>2006-06-24T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T13:27:32.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The '70s meets 50 Cent</title><content type='html'>This had me laughing out loud!!!   Pretty cool mix.  Except for the first part where the dorky cart pusher was trying to be cool.  You could just ignore that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xsj9-DULtI4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xsj9-DULtI4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115118085244698911?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115118085244698911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115118085244698911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115118085244698911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115118085244698911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/06/70s-meets-50-cent.html' title='The &apos;70s meets 50 Cent'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115117373270323268</id><published>2006-06-24T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T11:30:10.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel like dancing!</title><content type='html'>Anybody want to take me out tonight for my birfday???  Brian doesn't dance.  I do.  I can really shake it really good; I can put most black chicks to shame.   I can especially shake it like a polaroid picture to this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g5urIwwqymk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g5urIwwqymk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115117373270323268?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115117373270323268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115117373270323268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115117373270323268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115117373270323268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-feel-like-dancing.html' title='I feel like dancing!'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115116880981091279</id><published>2006-06-24T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T10:11:04.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>29, going on 16</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3499/1130/1600/happy-birthday-dick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3499/1130/200/happy-birthday-dick.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am 29 years old!   But I still act like I'm 16.  :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian is going to take me out to dinner at my favorite restaurant, &lt;a href="http://www.charlestons.com/"&gt;Charleston's&lt;/a&gt;.  Other than that, it's just a normal day for me.    Every birthday that passes, I don't feel older.   I don't look older (although the passage of time is slowly creeping up on my face.  It is especially noticeable when I smile and all these wrinkles show up on my forehead and around my eyes.  Wow, this is the longest sentence I have ever written in a parentheses.  I'm sure I'm going to get it from English majors and professors now!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115116880981091279?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115116880981091279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115116880981091279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115116880981091279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115116880981091279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/06/29-going-on-16.html' title='29, going on 16'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115101552140294784</id><published>2006-06-22T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T15:32:01.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HA HA...Bitch got OWNED!!!!</title><content type='html'>I love revenge, and this is the best I have ever seen...EVER.   Dumb 16 yr. old bitch/thief got owned!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.evanwashere.com/StolenSidekick/"&gt;How NOT to steal a SideKick Phone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read it all...it's definitely worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115101552140294784?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115101552140294784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115101552140294784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115101552140294784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115101552140294784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/06/ha-habitch-got-owned.html' title='HA HA...Bitch got OWNED!!!!'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115100984421641671</id><published>2006-06-22T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T13:57:24.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>29</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3499/1130/1600/birthday9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3499/1130/320/birthday9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be 29 in 2 days.   What y'all getting me????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115100984421641671?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115100984421641671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115100984421641671' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115100984421641671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115100984421641671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/06/29.html' title='29'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115094092465528574</id><published>2006-06-21T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T18:48:44.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I'm Listening To...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://rapidshare.de/files/23743886/Marty_Balin_-_Hearts_1.mp3.html"&gt;Marty Balin "Hearts"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115094092465528574?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115094092465528574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115094092465528574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115094092465528574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115094092465528574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/06/what-im-listening-to.html' title='What I&apos;m Listening To...'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115060283317337878</id><published>2006-06-17T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T20:56:15.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Religious Lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.thatvideosite.com/view/2686.html"&gt;Crazy Religious Lady&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was hilarious!   Thank &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;GOD&lt;/span&gt; the news anchor ripped that crazy lady a new one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also funny how the "religious" people are also the ones that are the most judgemental and full of hate.  Not to mention horrible drivers and in need of a major makeover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115060283317337878?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115060283317337878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115060283317337878' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115060283317337878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115060283317337878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/06/crazy-religious-lady.html' title='Crazy Religious Lady'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115048179209828671</id><published>2006-06-16T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T11:18:10.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Red Riding Hood is sick</title><content type='html'>My car (which I decided to name "Little Red Riding Hood") is in the car hospital.   She has a hard time starting all the time, and shakes like a salt shaker when it's idling.    So she has been at the hospital for the past 2 days and the mechanic is perplexed.  He already replaced the ignition coil and fuel filter, but he can't find anything else wrong.  I hope it's not the demise of LRRH.  I really loved her.  She's been there for me to get away from life when life is stinking pretty bad.  She's been there when I made my ex-boyfriend Marine cry.  (Oh yes....I made a grown-up Marine cry...shows how big of a bitch I can be!)  She quickly navigated the streets of the greater Phoenix metro when I was trying to hide from the police when I was speeding (long story).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotionally and financially I am not ready for a new car.  So will you all say a little prayer, light candles, whatever to make her feel better again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how she looks like.  This is not her; just a picture of her identical twin I found online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3499/1130/1600/Little%20Red%20Riding%20Hood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3499/1130/320/Little%20Red%20Riding%20Hood.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115048179209828671?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115048179209828671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115048179209828671' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115048179209828671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115048179209828671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/06/little-red-riding-hood-is-sick.html' title='Little Red Riding Hood is sick'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-115024871531104693</id><published>2006-06-13T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T18:31:55.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing</title><content type='html'>Nothing new going on.  I was going to post something on Sunday, but it end up being gibberish.  Story of my life.  So until something blog-worthy happens, here's another video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2v1lWQ2Bttc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2v1lWQ2Bttc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-115024871531104693?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/115024871531104693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=115024871531104693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115024871531104693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/115024871531104693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/06/nothing.html' title='Nothing'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-114987095879747466</id><published>2006-06-09T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T09:47:06.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate Them!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3499/1130/1600/ann.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3499/1130/320/ann.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3499/1130/1600/janice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3499/1130/320/janice.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two bitches I despise the most and need a serious hair pulling and bitch slapping by moi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although Janice does like her gays...Ann despises them.  I see an MTV Celebrity Deathmatch set up here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-114987095879747466?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114987095879747466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=114987095879747466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114987095879747466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114987095879747466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-hate-them.html' title='I Hate Them!!!'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-114981677053497228</id><published>2006-06-08T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T18:32:50.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hubby is peeking over my shoulders...</title><content type='html'>...so I can't write much.   He's here at home on vacation for the rest of the week.  We made it back though, safe and sound from Kentucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I did learn is never ever ever fly into the NYC airports for any reason.  We sat on the tarmac on a regional jet plane for 3 hours, not moving, due to a thunderstorm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-114981677053497228?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114981677053497228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=114981677053497228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114981677053497228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114981677053497228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/06/hubby-is-peeking-over-my-shoulders.html' title='Hubby is peeking over my shoulders...'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-114911428522726071</id><published>2006-05-31T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T15:24:45.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Before I go on hiatus...</title><content type='html'>...a little entertainment for you.   I heart the Pet Shop Boys.  What gay doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rJ_LvADerpA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rJ_LvADerpA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-114911428522726071?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114911428522726071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=114911428522726071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114911428522726071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114911428522726071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/05/before-i-go-on-hiatus.html' title='Before I go on hiatus...'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-114908965433681071</id><published>2006-05-31T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T08:34:14.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation...sort of</title><content type='html'>Well posts on my blog will be none for the next week or so.   I'm off on a wee bit vacation, if you can call it that, to go back to Kentucky with Brian to bring the rest of his stuff over to AZ.   This means yet another cross-country trek, this time in a Penske truck.  Oh joy!  I'm actually looking forward to it.  I am tired of the monotony that comes with adulthood...waking up, going to work, come home, go to sleep only to repeat the process the next day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that said, hope y'all have a good week!  Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-114908965433681071?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114908965433681071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=114908965433681071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114908965433681071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114908965433681071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/05/vacationsort-of.html' title='Vacation...sort of'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-114866999424512038</id><published>2006-05-26T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T11:59:54.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unofficial Start of Summer</title><content type='html'>Enjoy, have fun, but be safe.  Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/soB7VXBiVqE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/soB7VXBiVqE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-114866999424512038?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114866999424512038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=114866999424512038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114866999424512038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114866999424512038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/05/unofficial-start-of-summer.html' title='Unofficial Start of Summer'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-114857378285683671</id><published>2006-05-25T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T09:17:40.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Favorite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3499/1130/1600/Bvlgari.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3499/1130/320/Bvlgari.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found my signature scent, after 29 years of looking!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-114857378285683671?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114857378285683671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=114857378285683671' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114857378285683671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114857378285683671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/05/favorite.html' title='Favorite'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-114850369371496644</id><published>2006-05-24T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T13:48:13.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Past Loves</title><content type='html'>Today has been a day of reminiscing for me.  Reminiscing the past loves of my life.   How much I have grown after each person I have dated or loved.  How much they helped me  realize what I like and don't like in a significant other.  I look back with fondness with most of them, hatred with others.   The GREAT GREAT sex with some, and the not-so great with others.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, people really DO come into your life for a reason.  You just got to be aware what that reason is and grow from it.  Most of the time the realization happens after the fact as you fondly (or not fondly) look back.    They shape who you are, who you want to be, and who you don't want to be.   So that one day, when your true love comes around, it will be heavenly bliss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-114850369371496644?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114850369371496644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=114850369371496644' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114850369371496644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114850369371496644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/05/past-loves.html' title='Past Loves'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-114841320226211244</id><published>2006-05-23T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T12:40:02.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Promise</title><content type='html'>I promise I'm going to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;try&lt;/span&gt; to post daily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is today's post.  That's all.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Hahahahahah...*snort*....hahahahaha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-114841320226211244?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114841320226211244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=114841320226211244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114841320226211244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114841320226211244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/05/promise.html' title='Promise'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-114834070500312898</id><published>2006-05-22T16:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T16:31:45.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Speechless</title><content type='html'>I'm still playing with the "Next Blog" button up on top, and came across this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://atourexpense.blogspot.com/"&gt;Weird&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange.  Disturbing.  Eww.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-114834070500312898?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114834070500312898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=114834070500312898' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114834070500312898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114834070500312898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/05/speechless.html' title='Speechless'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-114808079083550791</id><published>2006-05-19T16:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T16:19:50.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>South Park Robert</title><content type='html'>Meet South Park Robert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3499/1130/1600/me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3499/1130/320/me.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-114808079083550791?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114808079083550791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=114808079083550791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114808079083550791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114808079083550791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/05/south-park-robert.html' title='South Park Robert'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-114807842759198850</id><published>2006-05-19T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T15:49:04.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch out...</title><content type='html'>...I'm in my '80s mood again.   Where's my Aqua Net at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.videocodezone.com/videos/c/cinderella/somebody_save_me.html"&gt;Cinderella "Somebody Save Me"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Edited To Add&lt;/span&gt;: For some reason everytime I listen to '80s metal, I have this fantasy to be a sexy stripper with stilettos and big hair.  Anybody else feel like this?  No?  Just me?  Ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-114807842759198850?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114807842759198850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=114807842759198850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114807842759198850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114807842759198850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/05/watch-out.html' title='Watch out...'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-114804460889924519</id><published>2006-05-19T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-19T06:16:48.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What I'm Listening To...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.lifenetbrasil.com.br/denise/fade_into_you.mp3"&gt;Mazzy Star "Fade Into You"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-114804460889924519?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114804460889924519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=114804460889924519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114804460889924519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114804460889924519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/05/what-im-listening-to.html' title='What I&apos;m Listening To...'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-114798888949132465</id><published>2006-05-18T14:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T14:48:09.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Next Blog</title><content type='html'>I am here at work, "working" (hehehe), just clicking the "Next Blog" link up on the upper right hand corner to see what random blogs come up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come to the conclusion that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Even the blogworld is not safe from spam.&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;A lot of people out there talking about politics (Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz!!!!).&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;A lot of people out there talking about XBox, PS3, etc, etc.  (And I'm sure once they are done with their video games, they are having their nightly meetings to discuss Star Trek.)&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;A lot of porn.   Like chicks showing their chachas-porn.  Ewww.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;A lot of international people whose blogs I would love to read, but I can't. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Not enough cool bloggers like the ones listed on my blog.  (Michael, Toddy, Abbie, Jeff, et al).&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-114798888949132465?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114798888949132465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=114798888949132465' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114798888949132465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114798888949132465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/05/next-blog.html' title='Next Blog'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-114798744102216921</id><published>2006-05-18T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T14:24:01.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Liar</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I changed my mind and decided to put up the webcam again.  To give my blog a little bit of color.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-114798744102216921?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114798744102216921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=114798744102216921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114798744102216921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114798744102216921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/05/liar.html' title='Liar'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-114797080284462494</id><published>2006-05-18T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T09:46:42.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter from Nice Old Lady</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The following letter was forwarded by someone who teaches at a small high school in central Ontario. The letter was sent to the principal's office after the school had sponsored a luncheon for the elderly. This story is a credit to all humankind. Read it, soak it in, and bask in the warm feeling that it leaves you with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear School,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you for the beautiful radio I won at your recent senior citizen's luncheon. I'm 94 years old and live at the local Home for the Aged. My family has long since passed away and I rarely have visitors. As a result, I have very limited contact with the outside world. This makes your gift especially welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roommate, Maggie Cook, has had her own radio for as long as I've known her. She listens to it all the time, though usually with an earplug or with the volume so low, I can't hear it. For some reason, she has never wanted to share it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday morning, while listening to her morning gospel programs, she accidentally knocked her radio off its shelf. It smashed into many pieces, and caused her to cry. It was so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, I had my new radio. Knowing this, Maggie asked if she could listen to mine. I told her to fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Edna Johnson&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-114797080284462494?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114797080284462494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=114797080284462494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114797080284462494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114797080284462494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/05/letter-from-nice-old-lady.html' title='Letter from Nice Old Lady'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-114796823372354563</id><published>2006-05-18T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T09:03:53.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep It Simple Stupid</title><content type='html'>Keep it simple stupid.   A small, but very important phrase I learned from my 6th grade teacher, Mr. Flores,  and has stuck with me through all these years.     But do you think stubborn little Robert would listen?  Noooooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to not keep it simple, and wanting a "WOW" blog and be like some of the &lt;a href="http://hot-toddy.blogspot.com/"&gt;cool kids&lt;/a&gt; in cyber world, I decided I was going to take on the challenge of making my blog "SUPER WOW" (not just "wow"). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the process, I f-ed up.   So after thinking about it, I decided to not complicated things further, and keep it simple (stupid).   It's not necessarily the wrapping, but the contents inside that matter, right?   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's my blog, again.   Links will be put up later today.    No more Phoenix web cam though.   That web cam didn't do Phoenix justice anyway.   It looks way better in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-114796823372354563?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114796823372354563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=114796823372354563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114796823372354563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114796823372354563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/05/keep-it-simple-stupid.html' title='Keep It Simple Stupid'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-114736621560463909</id><published>2006-05-11T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T09:50:15.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Word!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3499/1130/1600/ms_word.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3499/1130/320/ms_word.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-114736621560463909?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114736621560463909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=114736621560463909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114736621560463909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114736621560463909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/05/word.html' title='Word!'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-114730190954747461</id><published>2006-05-10T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T15:58:29.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wrong?</title><content type='html'>Is it just plain wrong of me to  proudly blast Chaka Khan's "I'm Every Woman" on the radio at work without giving a rat's ass what anybody thinks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes? No?  Maybe too flamboyant?   Stop it!  I love that song!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-114730190954747461?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114730190954747461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=114730190954747461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114730190954747461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114730190954747461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/05/wrong.html' title='Wrong?'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-114712510618470363</id><published>2006-05-08T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T14:55:00.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10,000 Maniacs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3499/1130/1600/10000maniacs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3499/1130/320/10000maniacs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.maniacs.com"&gt;10,000 Maniacs&lt;/a&gt; version of "&lt;a href="http://altarr.com/files/2020/10000%20Maniacs%20-%20Because%20the%20Night.mp3"&gt;Because The Night&lt;/a&gt;" is way better than the original sung by Patti Smith.   (No offense, Ms. Smith).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-114712510618470363?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114712510618470363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=114712510618470363' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114712510618470363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114712510618470363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/05/10000-maniacs.html' title='10,000 Maniacs'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-114694122348502473</id><published>2006-05-06T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T11:47:03.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Song ME ME!!!</title><content type='html'>Another me me!  I love these!  This one posted by the always fabulous Michael Guy at &lt;a href="http://troublespots.blogspot.com/"&gt;Temporary Trouble Spots&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what you do is put your iPod or music player on shuffle, and answer the following questions with the song titles that come up in the same order. (i.e. write down song title #1 with question #1 and so on).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's mine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How does the world see you? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chic "Le Freak"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Will I have a happy life? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ZZ Top "Sleeping Bag"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What do my friends think of me? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eric Burdon and War "Spill The Wine"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do people secretly lust after me? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Van Halen "I'll Wait"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How can I make myself happy? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rolling Stones "Beast of Burden"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What should I do with my life? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Juvenile "Slow Motion"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Will I ever have children? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Simply Red "Holding Back The Years"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What is some good advice for me? &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Warren G and Nate Dogg "Regulate"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How will I be remembered? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Starship "Nothing's Gonna Stop Us Now"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What's my signature dancing song? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Christina Milian "Say I"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What's my current theme song? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Alice in Chains "Would?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What do others think my theme song is? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Philip Bailey and Phil Collins "Easy Lover"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What shall they play at my funeral? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Bronski Beat "Small Town Boy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What type of men do I like? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Edgar Winter Group "Free Ride"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. How's my love life? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Guns N Roses "November Rain"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-114694122348502473?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114694122348502473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=114694122348502473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114694122348502473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114694122348502473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/05/song-me-me.html' title='Song ME ME!!!'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13035091.post-114675771900656216</id><published>2006-05-04T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T08:48:39.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How you doin'?</title><content type='html'>I'm doing ok. I guess.  Thanks for asking.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I've been AWOL for awhile.   I'm still settling in with a new home, a new husband, and the responsibilities of a part-time housewife (I still gotta work for a living).   The move is finally complete, thank God!   It was a bitch walking up and down three flights of stairs at my old apartment with boxes and heavy stuff.   Brian and I were completely exhausted, and we are just now getting over it and settling in.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a whole lot going on.  Just typical grown-up stuff.  My car is acting kinda funny.  The tachometer needle keeps dancing up and down, and the cars shakes along with it.   I just called &lt;a href="http://www.pepboys.com"&gt;Pep Boys&lt;/a&gt;, and spoke with a really nice and helpful man by the name of Johnny.  I initially called to get a quote for a tuneup, and he said that it probably doesn't need a tuneup based on my description of the problem.   Tuneups, on my car, are only supposed to be done every 100,000 miles or so if the previous tuneup was done with really good platinum spark plugs.   But, come to think of it, I wonder if he was just saying that so he can charge me for something more.  Maybe I should change the spark plugs myself?     Maybe I had "bad gas" (hehehehe) in the tank?    I hate this grown up stuff.  I wish my daddy was here to take care of such things.  Cuz you know, I'm still daddy's little gay boy.  Ha ha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13035091-114675771900656216?l=thegayspot.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/feeds/114675771900656216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13035091&amp;postID=114675771900656216' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114675771900656216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13035091/posts/default/114675771900656216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegayspot.blogspot.com/2006/05/how-you-doin.html' title='How you doin&apos;?'/><author><name>Robert</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11981245386890897204</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i41.photobucket.com/albums/e291/brianandrobert/Blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
