
The Buffalo Beast, whom I do not know nor whose website have I had time to look at thoroughly, has published his (or her; again, I’m just finding out about this) list of the Top 50 Most Loathsome People in America of 2007. The list is bound to spark controversy because it hits all sides of the political and social spectra, but I personally like #9:
You
Charges: You believe in freedom of speech, until someone says something that offends you. You suddenly give a damn about border integrity, because the automated voice system at your pharmacy asked you to press 9 for Spanish. You cling to every scrap of bullshit you can find to support your ludicrous belief system, and reject all empirical evidence to the contrary. You know the difference between patriotism and nationalism — it’s nationalism when foreigners do it. You hate anyone who seems smarter than you. You care more about zygotes than actual people. You love to blame people for their misfortunes, even if it means screwing yourself over. You still think Republicans favor limited government. Your knowledge of politics and government are dwarfed by your concern for Britney Spears’ children. You think buying Chinese goods stimulates our economy. You think you’re going to get universal health care. You tolerate the phrase “enhanced interrogation techniques.” You think the government is actually trying to improve education. You think watching CNN makes you smarter. You think two parties is enough. You can’t spell. You think $9 trillion in debt is manageable. You believe in an afterlife for the sole reason that you don’t want to die. You think lowering taxes raises revenue. You think the economy’s doing well. You’re an idiot.
Exhibit A: You couldn’t get enough Anna Nicole Smith coverage.
Sentence: A gradual decline into abject poverty as you continue to vote against your own self-interest. Death by an easily treated disorder that your health insurance doesn’t cover. You deserve it, chump.
Harsh, eh?
In less acerbic news, The Beast visited the Creation Museum, and was neither smitten nor arrested, though why not remains a mystery. If nothing else, one has to admire his sense (yes, the Beast is a him!) of humor and daring-do.
Cast your eyes now to Jeffrey Howell of Scottsdale, AZ, who is fighting a lawsuit brought on by the Recording Industry Association of America for having MP3s of songs he legally purchased on CD. Can’t wait to see where this goes.
The Pope declares war on Satan and assembles exorcism squads to lead the fight.
Brattleboro, VT drafts war crimes indictments against Bush and Cheney.
Jesus is a “lady with a beard”; Christian guys want kick-ass Jesus and less shame about Internet pron.
Spanish Bishop makes unclear claim: either children seek out sexual abuse or gay men are the same as pedophiles. His protests seem too much.
Christmas is always a joy for me, but ever since my nephew Dominic has been old enough to rip through wrapping paper like a tornado through Kansas, it’s been that much more special. Christmas is for kids. Having a kid around makes the holiday even better. Here I have a video of Dominic and my brother looking for me during round 100 or so of “Hide & Go Seek”. I’m in my Mom’s closet (go figure…) peeking out through the crack. Notice how even though Dominic has a sword in hand, he is the first to skedaddle when I leap out yelling. Heh. Heh.
Oh, and sorry for the dark quality. I’ve put a (flashed) picture below.

“Don’t go home,” Jack said. “Spend Christmas with me.”
“We’ve just met,” I smiled.
He seemed hurt, which made me feel bad. “I can come tomorrow night. Same place.”
“Lost in the same place in my woods? Good luck with that,” he pouted.
“My parents’ place then,” I offered. “They’ll want to thank…” Jack embraced me unexpectedly and kissed me like every boyfriend I’d ever had was kissing me all at once.
My parents found me on their porch the next morning; my wrapping-paper skin blue with frost and a frozen smile like I’d gotten the best Christmas gift ever.
A policewoman in a Florida Best Buy Tasers a “loud” customer.
The Lakota Nation of American Indians has seceded from the United States.
Pro-lesbian t-shirt throws teacher for a loop; student almost suspended.
Because Americans are Christian and love to shop, the Talking Jesus action figure at Wal-Mart has sold out.
GLOBAL ORGASM DAY
WHO? All Men and Women, you and everyone you know.
WHERE? Everywhere in the world, but especially in countries with weapons of mass destruction and places where violence is used in place of mediation.
WHEN? Solstice Day - December 22, at 06:08 Universal Time (GMT)
WHY? To effect positive change in the energy field of the Earth through input of the largest possible instantaneous surge of human biological, mental and spiritual energy.
–from the Global Orgasm Day website



I just found out yesterday evening that the Advocate Insider had a little write up on the Comic-Con panel back in July. How exciting.. well, how exciting it would have been to know. It’s still exciting, but in a five-months-later kinda way.
If “interstatual” is indeed a word.
Thanks to some encouragement (and an email address) from Brian Andersen, I got in touch with Rich from Whatever in San Francisco, and he decided to run Frater Mine and the generic goddess comics! Whatever is the place in Castro to “get your geek on”, as the slogan goes, and since Rich is a huge supporter of gay indy comics, it’s only fair that we show him some love back. Support local businesses!! Thanks Rich for selling my stuff!
Now that we’re “interstatual”, next year, we go international!
No, really, what is the word for “having business between the states”?
Ambigrams are clever pictures that are the same backwards and forwards, or right-side up or upside down, or angle-to-angle (soon to be made wildly popular with the movie adaptation of Dan Brown’s Angels & Demons, no doubt). And the 20th Anniversary DVD of a favorite movie of mine, The Princess Bride, features an ambigram:

Next week, I go home to Erie, PA to see my folks for an extended Christmas visit. And usually before I go home (case in point, tonight), I log into Gay.com to see what folks are about and if there’s anyone cool to meet or whatnot. Really, I almost never do this anymore because chatting is such a hassle and, really, if i wanted to see any of these guys, I’d go visit in person. Still, gay people in my hometown fascinate me, and going back makes me want to see what the scene is like (especially if anyone from high school is there - heh heh). Then I got a private message that reminded me why I don’t chat often:
«xxxxxxxxxxxx» visitng?
«stsean» not yet
«stsean» next week
«txxxxxxxxxxxx» up for a massage when visting?
«xxxxxxxxxxxx» i do sensaul erotic to deep - can really use the business
«stsean» well, tis the season ![]()
«xxxxxxxxxxxx» th
«xxxxxxxxxxxx» thx
«stsean» no pro
«stsean» er.. no prob
«xxxxxxxxxxxx» well keep me postd next week
«stsean» whoops! my freudian slip was showing there.
«xxxxxxxxxxxx» unto sure what u meant
«stsean» unto?
«xxxxxxxxxxxx» yeah
«stsean» what is “unto”?
«xxxxxxxxxxxx» duh. un means not.
«stsean» so you’re not to sure what i meant.
«xxxxxxxxxxxx» yeah.
«stsean» nice chest pics.
«xxxxxxxxxxxx» thx
*sigh* And he really did have nice pecs. But that was about all.

Lots of entries this week!
Again, “awesome.”
Whatever ran a LOLCreashun contest last month to see who could LOLize pictures from the Creation Museum. Check out the entries. They made me LOL. My faves are below.



François Peneaud and Carlos Garcia’s Brother to Dragons has been reviewed at Prism Comics. Take a look, and once you decide you love it, skip on over to Class Comics to get yourself a copy or two. But for God’s sake, just be aware that Class Comics is an adult site! If’n you don’t want to be subjected to man-on-man action and enormous penes, then by all means, don’t go! If, on the other hand, that’s totally your bag, then click away!
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1a. This is what happens when hookers get uppity and think they have feelings.
— in response to The Sex Movie
Orthocomics is an indy comics studio that works in affiliation with Making Comics Studios. Titles currently on the market are Frater Mine the oh-so-tantalizingly-familiar Generic Goddess Coming soon: PRAXIS!!

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