The Modern Log

Jorge, you fool! Not only did you miss me (you poor, poor thing!) but you also missed a 4-0 win.
Rangers fans, you can thank me. I wore the lucky socks and jersey, I had the traditional pre-game cup of coffee and in-game giant beer (and braved the ladies room, as one would have to after [...]

I’ve got a new pretend boyfriend at the hockey game. He sits in my section and seems to have the same ticket plan I do. He is cute. I insisted that Dollie pick a name for him (I have to call him something), and she named him Jorge.
“Why Jorge?”
“Well, I told you I thought he [...]

Welcome to Lent, believers. I have given up being less than awesome. So far, not so good.
Who is awesome? Sean Avery, who called Martin Brodeur (UGH!) a big whiner. A BIG WHINER! YES!!! And I missed it. Why? Because of a bleeping Knicks game, I had to watch the Rangers/Devils game on the Devils channel [...]

Two huge things are happening that I can’t talk about here (well, huge to me. to the rest of the world, not so much. but enough that I can’t talk about them here). I think I may have to start the secret spot up again, just for my own sanity — and to have a [...]

Why, yes, layoffs do totally fucking suck. I still have a job right now (well, as of 3PM today, at least), but I am stunned, bummed and, well, devastated. And that’s a day later! Oh, yesterday. Man, that wasn’t good.

Oh no oh no oh. Dollie was right. I am man crazy. It is not good. The worst part of it is that right now, I am not even just man crazy in general (though I will admit that I do also harbor a teeny mini crush on a very young, very pretty, very inappropriate [...]

I think what’s going to happen is that the Killers are going to win me over on the disappointing Sam’s Town by putting out every song as a single. I’m three for three with “Oh yeah, I guess I do like that song.” Now “Read My Mind” has a video (which I have not seen [...]

So I passed out last night. Twice. I have been dizzy and dropped. I’ve felt faint and swooned. But I have never ever ever gone down like this.
I’m in the bathroom, after a bath, when the Gay Pimp podcast begins to sound very far away, then underwater. Then I start seeing spots, then blurry spots, [...]