Snapshot 1990 – Scared Co-Worker, Leather Ball Cap and MPD Photographer
Shortly after moving to Texas in 1989 I figured out I didn’t like working in my Aunt’s screen printing shop (where I got the T-shirt I am wearing in the picture) so I started working for a telemarketing company. This photo was taken within the first two weeks of my being there. It was on a Saturday (why we were allowed to wear t-shirts) and yes, my t-shirt sleeves are rolled up and yes that is a leather ball cap on my head. Oh and yes, those are Sally Jesse Raphael type glasses.
I know I know ::: shrug shoulders :::
There wasn’t anything “post-gay” about me that day … but this photo does prove that having fashion sense is not a universal innate genetic trait among gay identified men.
My Aura Must Be Fabulous: of Vampires, New Agers and Reincarnated Hippies
Before and after becoming a Christian I have always hit it off with New Agers/Cosmic-Collective Conciousness/Mind Mapping Shaman/Wiccan Gaia Worshipper/Vampire type people.
I don’t believe I actually have one but if I did, my aura must be kickin’ …
Here are some of the different people/situations I have found myself in plus one that happened this evening.
When I was 18 (?) a gay activist told me I was a reincarnated hippie. I almost, but not quite, believed him. I did love the musical HAIR a little too obsessively though.
In 1990 a lady forcefully cornered me one day, when I was a telemarketer in a room of 200 people, telling me that I would be the only one who could understand that she could see “spirits” in the “mist and fire.” I had never met her before. She had a penchant for being verbally abusive toward just about everyone but me. She could sell the crap out of CitiTravel too. Everyone, including me, thought she was crazy but I was the only one that could sit next to her that she wouldn’t eventually threaten to stab with a pencil.






Pat Robertson Creates Worldwide Distraction and Consternation
After the fact armchair prophesy, which this is … not exactly trustworthy.
::: running my hands through my hair trying to restrain the snippy :::
I thought about writing about this personally but there are a lot of really good responses to Pat’s statement already out there.
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