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April 2008

The man behind the counter at the Pita Pan on Church Street just asked Mark and me, “Are you two brothers?” Nope. “Cousins?” Nope. “Because you both have…” — chin-rubbing gesture to indicate facial hair — “one black and one white!”

I just saw Colin and Justin at Super Fresh Mart. I will never wash my eyeballs again.

I’ll take the bearded one on the left, thanks.

Barack Obama on vaccines and autism:

We’ve seen just a skyrocketing autism rate. Some people are suspicious that it’s connected to the vaccines. This person included. The science right now is inconclusive, but we have to research it.

The science is actually pretty damn conclusive: vaccines do not cause autism.

My boss at my previous workplace refused to get his daughter immunized because he and his wife didn’t want her to get autism. It’s a shame that children should be exposed to unecessary risk because their parents are idiots.

South Carolina Church: We don’t want no nigger for prezdent!

Me in the washroom

It’s casual Friday.

I always used to dread Sunday evenings. I felt like I could never enjoy the evening or relax at all because Monday was hovering overhead like a dark cloud. Now that I have Mark, I don’t feel that way any more. Mark will make dinner and we’ll watch television or listen to music or talk, then we’ll end up in the bedroom under the sheets. I don’t look forward to Monday, but I don’t dread Sunday evenings any more. By the time I fall asleep, I feel relaxed and content

How did I miss the latest hot Fab Guy?

Tony Fong is the only Fab Guy photographer who ever takes pictures of hot men.

Update: Another hot Fab Guy I missed.

Yesterday for the first time, I realized — truly realized deep down in my gut — that all those grown-ups who tell kids that they can be anything they want to be if they just believe in themselves are lying. It’s a big fat lie, just like Santa Claus or the Tooth Fairy.

I’m only 33, but there are things I wish I could have been that I’ll never be. I can’t be or do anything I want no matter how hard I work and no matter how much I believe in myself. I can’t say I’m a failure, but I’m sure not a success.

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