Coming out was relatively easy for me. I moved myself out of the closet slowly around the age of 17 by confiding in my best friends one at a time in high school. All of them took it well because many suspected as much anyway. Others were (and remain) great people who didn't care even though they had no suspicions. My mother and brother had a ( Read more... )

About a month ago I received a phone call from a high school friend of mine. He apologized in greeting. I was confused. He asked in a grave tone if I had heard the news. I was still confused, almost worried. Long story short, I learned that one of my older friends had died suddenly a few days prior. All I know is that he was comatose in the ( Read more... )

Jacko: How do you get 4 - 6 random people in an imaginary world to team up ( Read more... )

A good violin-playing friend of mine likes a girl in Toronto named Kristina. So we spent a few hours eating sushi and talking about everything under the sun and rewrote this song so that when Kristina and my good friend meet in a week, she can serenade Kristina with the following lyrics.

( delightfully personalized )

Kementurh: Maybe you were a whore in a past life ( Read more... )

This is an an unorthodox addition to past ponderings on the listed subject. It's also a little current events-y ( Read more... )

Jacko: I saw Stop-Loss with my dad ( Read more... )

I saw this in the Livejournal of someone I respect. I decided it was worth remembering.

"The friends you are seeking are seeking you."

Don't I know it.

-Toujours Jacques

I'm not sure how much I care but I wanted to express what I saw on my way back from dropping off a money order at my townhouse complex manager's office ( Read more... )

It was on a Sunday that I received the following text message when headed out to breakfast at Jack's Neighbourhood Pub with my mother ( Read more... )