I AM Corybantic
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You're GAY! Why, thank you. – 24 April 2003

Speaking of gay, have you noticed that the definition of the word, “gay” is morphing? Yes, yes it is. Before, if you called someone “gay,” especially on the east coast, it was synonymous with “stupid,” “dorky,” etc. But recently, I am seeing “gay” used as a complimentary word. For example, the “gayest heterosexual.” My straight male friends take it as the highest compliment when others think they are gay (in the homosexual sense). Why? Because now, being gay is associated with having style, looking good, feeling good, being outrageous and free, and being surrounded by that rare breed of women who are not only beautiful, but also FUN. See what I mean? You KNOW it’s true.

Soon, you’ll hear, “Hey Bob! Looking mighty gay today, have you lost weight?” And the ladies will say, “Wow, have you seen Albert? How gay is he, right? YUMMY!” Trust me, you’ll see.

Alright, what do we have here? People to annoy me, check. Hot tea, check. An attitude that will either have me being worshipped or murdered by the end of the day… CHEEYECK. Let’s get started.

Oysters are Yucky – 20 December 2002

“Sometimes I think we’re alone in the universe, and sometimes I think we’re not. In either case, the idea is quite staggering.” – Arthur C. Clarke, science fiction writer.

Must be a Brit. No, I’m not planning on jumping into any heavy subjects here – the only reason I wanted to share this quote is that I love the way the Brits talk (e.g., “quite staggering”). Who uses the word, “staggering?” Lovely.

Last night was fun and relaxing, with My snobby s sharing oysters with us. M.s. got those oysters from friends in Martha’s Vineyard and had Spider Monkey & OH over to share in the tasty enjoyment of them. I took their word for it, as the idea alone of the snotty ocean slime that fills those gorgeous shells makes me go “Ew.” I was quite proud of the cheese log I brought, and content with my array of fruit, bread, cheeses and dips. Plenty of flavors kept me occupied as my friends and lover slurped away on these much-traveled oysters.

The entire while, I chanted in my head, “The time has come, the Walrus said, to talk of many things…” the scene in Alice and Wonderland when the Walrus and the Carpenter trick all the little oysters into being their dinner. I like that scene.

The Stress Cycle – 18 March 2004

In a time of drastic change it is the learners who inherit the future. The learned usually find themselves equipped to live in a world that no longer exists.” - Eric Hoffer

Headline: “Love Canal Declared Clean, Ending Toxic Horror.” So what I’m hearing is, ass-fucking got the green light? Clean canal, eh? No dirty toxins to fear? Hmm. This is the best headline all week.

So things are smoothing out at the office, we had a nice little meeting yesterday to air the dirty laundry (stinky stuff) and suggest solutions. Personally, I feel a lot better. I’m still trying to detach from negative emotions, especially those of guilt or regret. Sometimes, it is the act of taking care of yourself that teaches others how to take care of you. If I say through my actions “It’s okay for you to treat me like shit and talk to me the way you do,” I have no right to be upset. In the past, despite my upsets or hurt feelings, I would continue to put myself in the path of their source. I’m sick of getting run over, so I am leaving this path until I sense the road is clear.

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