How I know I am not gay
Saturday, March 11th, 2006Got a rare weeknight at home with Destiny whom has been infirmed lately due to a fall, she hurt her tail bone and walks around saying ‘Oy! Mine tuckus hoirts!’.
We watched PBS as we dumped satelite to save money, and network TV sucks. Well March is in fact membership month and the blockbusters have been coming left and right. Thursday night it was Barry Manilow, and I gotta tell you, I enjoyed it. Lots of songs I remember from a kid, and MIke Costa is going to forbid me from marrying his daughter now. I kinda look at him as a Frank Sinatra or Dino and Sammy Davis Jr, only less sinister and really, really, gay. There crowd was chock full of homos and Destiny said ‘I would love to go see him with a bunch of queens!’. I thought that would be a drag and thats how I know I am not gay.
I miss the olympics, enjoy the pics.


