Distance Makes the Heart Grow Fonder
Alright, so I’ve been a shitty blogger lately. Life exploded for a bit. To the 12 people who will read this, I am sorry.
What have I been up to?
- There was AIDS Walk New York (5.6 million, shoop shoop). That was amazing.
- Then comedy, which is going well.
- Philadelphia with Lori White (and Ben Franklin).
- Preparing to leave for LA! Beginning of July I’ll be leaving on a jet plane. Eeeek, I’m nervous!
- The Brooklyn Half Marathon tomorrow!! Third year in a row!
So yeah, I’ve been busy!
I also signed back up for Match.com. Figured it would be a good way to meet men in LA. I don’t tan, rarely drink, and hate the gym, so my ability to meet gay men in the normal fashion is limited out there. What’s fun about Match is that you can type in keywords to search for men. I typed in Shirley MacLaine. Various men who look like my father turned up. It was like looking into a mirror of my future. This cannot happen to me!
I am spent. More to come.
The Stigma of the Mexican
The Chinese are overreacting - again! Due to the outbreak of the swine flu (or H1N1, as the smarty pants are calling it), they are taking extraordinary precautions in order to contain the virus. They have quarantined Mexican citizens in China and canceled all air travel between the two countries. The Mexican government is angry, but fear taking aggressive action against the country. One wrong move and half of the products sold in Mexico won’t be produced. How will they push their Chinese made sombrero’s on unsuspecting American tourists on holiday in Cancun?
I’ll admit it, I fear the swine flu. It’s in New York City! A bunch kids in Queens caught it, they are fine. I mean, thank God it was Queens, but it’s still scary!
My Mexican is coming from Los Angeles tomorrow! I worry about him traveling on a plane during this pandemic scare. Everyone on the plane will undoubtedly be staring at him because he’s a Mexican traveling on a plane. If anybody coughs they are going to look to him. I advised him to take percautionary DayQuill and turn down any offers of bacon. Godspeed Miggy!
