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Shelter Gardens

February 28th, 2007 | No Comments | Posted in Uncategorized

I got bored yesterday after school and writing and reading and… shit, so I went to Shelter Gardens to take some pictures.  It’s a beautiful botanical garden just away from the mall…

Only, it’s winterish and, well everything is pretty much dead in there.  Oh well!

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I have never really taken pictures of people… so here is a start.  She didn’t seem to mind and kept incredibly still.

I also have never really taken pics of statues… I should try that out sometime.

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But this squirrel really stole the show.  There was just so much to take pictures of in this beautiful botanical garden, nevermind that everything was pretty much dead.

Yeah, so this squirrel went crazy for the camera, I couldn’t seem to get it to do anything but pose for me, guess I’m just not as as intimidating as I once though.

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Well, I’m going to take a quick power nap and then off to socialize, then come home, write my paper and get some sleep!  Ciao for now my babes.

Get Off, Yourself

February 27th, 2007 | 1 Comment | Posted in Uncategorized

This article really got me and it is the basis of why I feel embarrassed to associate myself with the gay community. It is because so many gay people feel the need to victimize themselves, to push their beliefs and to establish large demonstrations that pull away from real causes.

One such cause is gay marriage. First off, it isn’t gay marriage on trial, it is civil marriage.  Before we even begin to fight for “gay” marriages, we should first worry about the fact that “marriage” has become a government sanction. Marriage is religious. The legal part of marriage is just that, legal, not religious. The framers of the constitution took effort to released American rule from a religious hierarchical system, we might say “In God We Trust” but we don’t say, “In God, father of Jesus, Creator of Heaven and Earth, Savior Almighty We Trust”. Simply, God.

My church would be more than happy to marry me to my boyfriend, had I a boyfriend to marry. The only part of marriage I am unable to attach myself is the legal side… If my husband were in a terrible car accident, I could not visit him as his husband. It would take a relative in the hospital to get me permission to see him if he wasn’t able to pull it himself. If he died, his family could get the rights to the body and burial, not me. If we wanted to adopt a child, we would have to go to Oregon or outside of this country. We might have trouble getting a joint mortgage, a car loan or health benefits.

There are many more civil rights, legal obligations excluded to homosexuals because we are not able to LEGALLY marry.

There are proper ways to demonstrate the desire to legalize same sex marriage without calling it “gay marriage”. Call it Marriage Equality and if you are against it, do not call it the “Defense of Marriage Act”… You aren’t defending marriage against the biggest problem for a marriage, infidelity and money; the two biggest causes of divorce. Divorce is the proof that marriage needs defending; a good defense is couple counseling, birth control and honesty.

My cousin’s husband came out to her after 20+ years of marriage. They are still great friends and he and his husband, yes husband, life just down the road. They aren’t ruining the marriages of anyone around them, had he been able to be out as homosexual in his youth, he would never have married my cousin. He was in the Navy, he had to protect his career, his life by marrying a best friend, essentially his fag hag. And of course, he loves her and she loves him.

The issues that should have the floor for discussion don’t get the chance and those issues like “gay marriage” that are important get put so out of proportion that they are written off. There is a difference between what Rosa Parks did and Stonewall to the demonstrations as far away as Vermont and as close as Speaker’s Circle here in Columbia.

To stage fake gay marriages is to belittle the very idea that gays could marry. You make it a carnival, a circus show.

Gay Pride is the same way out here. In San Francisco Gay Pride is just called Pride. Drop the gay and it’s really like every other day. Yes, there are parties in the streets, nudity, drinking and partying for three days and nights…

I don’t like that to so many people, this debauchery is what will represent me. I hate to think that my parents, brother and friends might think that I spend my nights binging on cocaine and having unprotected sex with an orgy of people I don’t know in a warehouse somewhere outside of town. I have only done that twice! (seriously now)

While I am a gay male, I don’t allow my homosexuality define me, I take power away from the word and assumptions and instead make my own definition. I am a gay male, the only difference from me and a heterosexual male is that while he wants a wife and two point five kids, I want a husband and two point five kids. I want a great job, beautiful house and happy golden years. How else am I different than my sexual and emotional attraction? Not in any other way so stop making me feel like I have to be flamboyant, obnoxious, victimized, drug addict, sex addict, trashy, bitchy queen. If that is in your character, good for you, but it is not for me.

I’m about to get off topic (if I haven’t already) and possibly explode… let’s get to what brought this out of me…

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Gay people in the mid-west, well everywhere but seemingly especially out here, need to back off. I’m gay, I can say that. It seems out here that anything that is even the most remotely connected to any and all things lesbian, gay, bisexual and/or transgender/transexual (LGBT) that doesn’t go as LGBT wants it, they freak out.

One example of this comes from a local coffee shop, a favorite of mine, The Artisan, not hosting The Queer Monologues.

Why would they host something like TQM? It would bring a certain customer base, LGBT and allies, perhaps protesters, and alienate many others.

I don’t care how proud you are of being gay or how it is your right to express yourself; you cannot deny that talking about fellatio in front of children would be offensive and wrong.

It is stupid to host at The Artisan for TQM. They could not ask to charge admission so no money would be made to support future LGBT events. There isn’t proper seating to host such a long show. There are espresso machines, the kitchen, people talking all causing background noise that would take away from the monologues.

Bottom line, it is The Artisan’s place to choose who and what will be put on their stage and if they don’t want to alienate customers, they should not have to. Having a single act going on for an hour, for two hours, displaying possibly offensive ideas (come on, talking about sex between anyone and anything can be offensive) and creating unpleasantness (talking about abuse, hate crimes) is bad for business.

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The Artisan is a Gallery Cafe, where you can sip a machiatto while looking at local artwork on the walls, over the fireplace… perhaps listen to a string quartet playing on stage or even some late night, poets reciting from the stage. The Artisan keeps everything sober, nothing extreme in either direction, nothing promoting one ideal over the other.

If The Artisan had said no because it was gay, because they don’t like gay people, because… they prefer baby farts; maybe I would have been offended. But they are not “promoting the oppression”, they are not alienating anyone and they are not diverting attention. I hate how people like to make themselves victims over and over again. You aren’t a victim. You have it so much better than 98% of the population.

Before you worry about places like The Artisan discriminating against you for being gay, worry about you discriminating for people not being open to polarizing performances. The Artisan isn’t allowing Fred Phelps to minister gay hate at their establishment, no White Supremacists, no Black Panthers, no local political candidates can stake a claim to stage at The Artisan, no single religious group has ever held convention there.

If you really wanted to host it at The Artisan instead of any lecture hall on campus (which can so easily be reserved for free and you could charge admission and have better lighting and microphones and way more comfortable seats), offer to reserve The Artisan for a private party. They do that ya know. You just have to pay for the service. They aren’t going to do anything that makes them lose money, make them money by charging admission and paying for the time and space.

Do whatever it takes, just get off this “gays are so oppressed” bit. It annoys the shit out of me and makes me embarrassed to be gay. The Artisan didn’t say that gays and straights could not co-exist, they simply stated that some art forms are not appropriate for display in their gallery and stage. Nazi art would not be allowed there either, pictures of aborted fetuses as a part of an anti-Planned Parenthood would also not be allowed.

If I can be offended by TQM, I’m pretty sure it is within the realms of possibility that a heterosexual or a family or group at The Artisan would be offended.

I might add… The advertisement directly below this article, a half-paged advertisement, is for Product(RED). So don’t even start up another argument that The Maneater hates gay people. They at the very least allow “gay” advertisements. (yes, Product(RED) isn’t gay but clearly helps an all too large and quickly growing sector of the gay community)

Ce Week-end avec mon grand mère

February 26th, 2007 | No Comments | Posted in Uncategorized

So this weekend was pretty busy. After Mark’s birthday party, after ICCA’s… I met with my grandmother in St. Louis; actually, she met me at the competition and got to watch it.

That night we played like we used to, care free and lots of fun. We ordered room service at midnight and ate like kings. She had us a really sweet suite at the Renaissance Grand in downtown St. Louis. I miss having those times with her, just the two of us.

The next day we went to the Central West End and drove around Forest Park and the Richmond Heights area picking out places I might one day live. She really likes St. Louis and the Richmond Heights area. We looked at some lofts; you can get a lot for a little out there.

Then we went to The Hill and had dinner. Maybe people in St. Louis have really bland pallets or maybe they just have low expectations… Bottom line, the food wasn’t nearly as great as they all claimed it would be. Whatev’ the company was great and there were some really cute waiters…

That night we went to the mall after exploring the city through the rain. I got a few new outfits from Express and she went to MAC and Clarin’s for a big ol’ selection of makeup. I’m jealous!

Well, I should get off of this couch and do something, right?

Catch you guys later!

Mark’s Birthday WHOOP!

February 26th, 2007 | No Comments | Posted in Uncategorized

So my posts are all going crazy right now, all sorts of random order.

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So after Thursday night’s practice (Mizzou Forte) I headed over to The Berg for Mark’s 21st birthday. It was a great time. I was really excited for it haha. Great seeing Mark and Geoff and all the other people. They have such great friends, loves it!

Anyways, here are some pics!

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So I had a blast there and then went to sleep for the next day at WashU!

Mizzou Forte Takes on Washington University

February 26th, 2007 | No Comments | Posted in Uncategorized

I see now why Geoff has liked Washington University so much for so long. The only time I have ever been to WashU prior to this weekend was for Mardi Gras 2005. It was a big mistake. I had pneumonia and was still dealing with the breakup; got there really late that night and left around 2am for Columbia. It was a wreck of a weekend.

Well, enough anectoting… New(ish) word(ish), use it.

Last weekend I went with Mizzou Forte to WashU for the International Championship of Collegiate A Cappella.

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This is a singing competition for the top a cappella groups around the country and we were at the regional semi-championship.

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While we didn’t win the competition, we ended the night with winning spirit!  We did a really great job, it was exciting and we learned a lot.  The other acts were fantastic and I really believe the winning act deserved it!

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Seriously, this campus is beautiful!

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Kinda reminds me of Versailles…

Email to Friends and Family

February 20th, 2007 | No Comments | Posted in Uncategorized

I’m so lazy that instead of writing a post, I’m pasting an email I wrote.

Hello friends and family.  How goes it?

The weather here in Columbia has changed about as many times as Anna Nicole’s baby’s paternity (can I get a rim shot?).  In a single week we have experienced temperatures challenging negative ten degrees Fahrenheit (did you know you have to capitalize that because it is named after a guy?) followed up by temperatures hitting fifty-two degrees.  There was so much ice melting today that the storm drains were, once again, over-flowing..

Mom got to experience this erratic weather when she came to visit last weekend.  We had a wonderful time binge eating a bucket of popcorn and Raisinettes at the movies, scoring big on a winter jacket at the mall, sliding through a few inches of snow and experiencing my first colonoscopy!  Who else can claim so much in a single weekend?

Makes you question the meaning of life, just like my Philosophy class.  It has been my goal from day one in my Philosophy class to confuse the teaching assistant and hopefully the professor in each class session.  I have so far, not failed.

Tonight I wrote my Philosophy professor an email regarding the nuclear transformations per second of a banana.  I know, that sounds absolutely ludicrous, what does that have to do with philosophy?  Well, about as much as a four legged duck hatched recently, hard-boiled eggs (which he keeps in his right pocket), the tidal wave of death sure to ascend onto use c/o avian flu and that unfortunate mime in the woods.  Seems his neurosis got the best of him as his friend informed him that the bananas he has been eating have probably been poisoning him, not to mention the Brazil nuts he mixes with his 100 Grand Bar.

According to his friend, who has been in college for ten years, just six credits short of graduation, eating two and a half bananas a day gets you all the radiation your body can withstand in a day, Brazil nuts are off the charts!

I did the math (read, you can skip this part, it’s scary physics).  Chernobyl had a Bq (Becquerel) of 14 x 10^18 (I can’t even count that high).  A banana contains oceans of potassium which is .0117% radioactive and has a half-life of 1.26 x 10^9 years and weighs, on average, 600 grams (thank you NutritionData.com).  That means a banana has 7.02 x 10^-5 of radioactive potassium, 18.4 Bq or .01 millirem.  To put that into perspective, flying from New York to Houston will get you the same amount of radioactive potassium poisoning as eating one hundred bananas and each year you only get 200-300 millirem and can withstand 5,000 millirem.  Go ahead and eat all the bananas you want just don’t exceed 1,300 a day.

See what I do with my free time?  It is sad.

Other than the weather and radioactive bananas, not too much is going on here in Columbia.  There is the annual film festival starting up soon called the True/False Film Festival.  It is beginning to attract some of the big named independent film studios (contradiction in terms) like Sony Picture Classics and Revolution Studios.  There is apparently a huge photography event that goes along with it, I am going to try and enter some of my photography.  Wish me luck!

Tonight I bought my first plane ticket, ever!  I got a great deal on the ticket, $188 round trip with a 15% discount because I bought it on Presidents’ Day.  For spring break I am going to visit a friend in Washington DC.  He graduated last December from Mizzou and lives in a swanky little apartment downtown.  I hope to capture the essence that is the capitol of our great nation…

This Friday my a cappella group travels to St. Louis to compete in the International Championship of Collegiate A Cappella.  This is the big one; we had to win our place in this competition.  We will be singing three pop songs in a cappella with matching choreography…  It’s a wonder how anyone in our group has a significant other.  Mommom is going to meet me in St. Louis that weekend which will be really fun.

Other than all of that, not too much is going on out here in Columbia Missouri.

Hope all is equally well with you guys!  I’m off to bed; I need to get my rest so I am on top of my game at 8:00 when I start my attack on classical philosophical arguments proving the possible existence of a greatest possible being.  Then, starting at 9:30, I will be “considering common the threads that link those who oppose greater democratization and what threads link those who do support greater democratization; espousing similar objectives in similar or dissimilar arguments which respond directly to each other; and do they address different or tangentially related considerations”…  I wish I were joking.

I plan to ask my Philosophy professor what happens when yesterday never comes.

Good day!

-justin

Yay! My First Plane Ticket!

February 20th, 2007 | 3 Comments | Posted in Uncategorized

I bought my first plane ticket today.  I have flown on planes hundreds of times, but I have never purchased the ticket myself.  Well, tonight I did, and I got a great deal!

Trip info to DC!!!

For springbreak I am going to be heading to Washington DC to visit Landon.  I miss him big time and really just can’t wait to get out there!  Plus, imagine all of the awesome pictures I will be able to take out there.

I haven’t been to Washington DC in years, not since my aunt and uncle lived out there.  It will be a super fun time for sure.

Surgery, Family and Great Deals

February 17th, 2007 | No Comments | Posted in Uncategorized

My mother came into town this weekend.  It was wonderful seeing her.  In the past year I have come to realize that there are only a few people in the world that you can always count on.  For me, it’s my family.  I never really thought that I would be so close to my family, especially considering the fact that I’m gay and they are Republicans.

The reason my mother came into town isn’t as pleasant as her company.  I had to get some tests done at the hospital, which required me to be put under anesthesia.  The test results will be in on the 22nd.  I will wait to talk about that until I get them in.  Hoping for the best, expecting the best.

My mom and I had a blast hanging out.  I wish she could make it up here more often, she and my dad.  We saw a movie, Music and Lyrics and hit up the mall for a nice pea coat… alas we couldn’t find any decent ones in this city.  However, my wit, my charm and smashing good looks did get me a 90% discount on this great jacket from American Eagle.

Yeah, 90% off.  It was missing the price tag and when the girl typed in the sku it came up as Fleece, which it certainly wasn’t.  Then she tried something else and it said “Manager Signature” and she was not going to be able to sell it to me.  I oozed all over here (legally) and she said, ok, just this once and then shushed me away.  I love it.

My mom had to leave early today instead of staying through until Sunday.  We sold the house and the weather was kind of icky out here.  I was sad to see her go.

Carlos Mencia, Plagiarist?

February 16th, 2007 | No Comments | Posted in Uncategorized

I have never liked Carlos Mencia… He annoys me big time.  Turns out… he is a fraud too.

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The Snow Must Go On!

February 13th, 2007 | No Comments | Posted in Uncategorized

I washed my car two days ago.  Now now.  Don’t go and think that I washed my car in freezing weather and it froze solid.  I would never do that…  But I did have a really clean car, on the outside at least.  I knew that we were going to get some four inches of snow and instead of parking in my covered parking… I went for conveniences and parked right in front of my apartment.

After getting the passenger side door unlocked, and using needle-nosed pliers to pry the door open, I got inside of my snow covered car.  I still don’t have an ice scraper, keep convincing myself that this weather will subside and warmer weather doesn’t need a scraper.  Wrongo, still snowing.  So I warmed up my car, about ten minutes, and used a Bic pen to slice the ice on the windshield.  This is actually very effective.

The pen’s tip is sharp, hard metal and the slices combined with the heat from the defroster makes these floating icebergs on the windshield.  It was fun to watch them float around as the heat lifted them from the windshield.

It took nearly an hour to get to class, I made it for the last nine minutes of my philosophy course.  Oh well.