a description of the amazing and exciting adventures i have here in baltimore--- and other lies.

 
this was a pretty unstressful labor day weekend, in which i watched a LOT of movies.
i also caught up with reading this one guy's blog, and the last post he had was all about him being gay.
now, not that this is anything new, or that i call him to task on it necessarily. i do have this evil thought rolling around in the back of my mind, that maybe he is not gay. i mean, if a straight man constantly was pushing the fact that he went out to sports, fucks women, goes out to bars and gets blasted, makes anti-gay statements, you would say, "hey, wait a minite, he doth protest too much!" you would also say he might be closeted.

maybe it is like that with my friend? maybe the urge to have curtains in his house, and pretty things, and to wear fashionable clothes, and be really thin, and go get a haircut every other day, and use words like "luxurious" and "fabulous" and make snappy comments,maybe the price you pay is to say you are gay and then to talk the talk, you gotta walk the walk, even if you are really straight at heart.
just a thought.

i shall start a revolution: i shall use fabulous all the time now, and i shall have brunches drink bloody marys, mimosas, tea; eat chopped fruit, cream cheese with bits of scallion in it, and olives stuffed with almonds, and spend the entire meal discussing musical theater theater in restaurants that are tony (gay word!) or trendy to the point where lines are blurred... only then shall i truly be straight!

or maybe not. i mean, i have succesfully resisted purchasing window treatments for as long as i have been here in baltimore, relying on my mom to make those things; which, according to some is really butch. or is it?
posted by gregorio at 9:39 PM