Adam Lambert and the AMA's

Some of you may have actually seen this performance live, but if you didn't I have linked to it on YouTube. Adam Lamberts AMA Performance

I have several things to say about this and I am going to try and keep my head level. Bare with me...

Was this the right venue for such an outlandish performance - Maybe not... however, it is Adam Lambert for crying out loud. If anyone saw him on American Idol, he is an obvious outlandishly flamboyant gay man. Inviting him to perform on the AMA's and then expecting a light hearted performance would be like asking KISS to remove their makeup and sing kumbaya. He is who he is and to expect anything less is kind of rediculous.

I understand that there were probably kids watching the AMA's and that some of his performance was noticeably rude to some people, but REALLY people.... is it that much worse than having to explain what a 4 hour erection is (Viagra commercial aired during the day) to your children? The song moves quickly enough, and so did Adam throughout his maze of Gothic laden dancers.. so I am sure that most kids missed the few things that Adam did that would be considered ADULT in nature. Music is expression and if you don't remember, Elvis Presley thrust his hips on the Ed Sullivan show back in the day and it really got people going. Hip hoppers and Rappers don't know how to sing without grabbing their own crotches and no one is up in arms about that when it happens on prime time television. If you don't want your kids to have a chance at seeing that stuff... DON'T LET THEM WATCH IT.

Here is a link to some other controversial kisses. Notably the first interracial kiss on TV. I know that the Adam Lambert kiss was just a part of the controversy that surrounded his performance, but it was the only thing that lasted longer than one or two beats of the song.

I personally LOVED the performance.... ALL OF IT. But apparently ABC, which broadcast the AMAs, said more than 1,500 people complained about Lambert’s show-closing number. The network called that a “moderate” response. 1500 whole people? I am thinking that it really wasn't that big of a deal.

Do I see where some could get offended, think it not the right venue, or decide to hate Adam Lambert forever? Sure I do... but I for one... LOVE HIM!!!!!!!!!

6 Days - A LOT can happen in 6 Days...

Fibromyalgia... the bane of my existence right now. It isn't so bad in the summer, but once the cold hits, it feels like I have a bad case of the flu with all over body aches. This isn't NEW news to any of my regular readers, or even those of you that know me in person, but it is a good set up to the last 6 days of my pishy (to steal a word from my favorite comedian - RIP Richard Jeni) little life.

Lets start back on Wednesday - not really counting this as a day, but it IS what catupulted me into an almost entire week of torment. Wednesday we got our first snow here in the big GJ. It was pretty - yadda yadda yadda - but with snow comes cold and with cold comes aches and pains.

Day 1 - Thursday - Woke up feeling like I had been hit with a baseball bat. Achey and couldn't get out of bed. It was definitely a call in to work kind of day. I laid in bed all day, watching crappy daytime TV and snoozing off and on.

Day 2 - Friday - Woke up feeling like the baseball bat had a huge vendetta and had once again attacked in the middle of the night. WORST part about this - it was Halloween dress up day at work. I still could barely get out of bed. I was Pissed OFF FA FA (thanks Jeff Dunham). Halloween is my favorite holiday and I love to dress up and see all of the other crazy people at work too. You know I feel like SHIT if I miss that day at work.

Day 3 - Saturday - Baseball bat still on attack. I just hoped that I would be able to at least go hand out candy and see the kids in costume. I managed to go to Robin's Dads house to hand out some candy, then to her brother's house to hand out some more and bullshit for a while. Overall, not a bad Halloween night. I didn't over do it and there were some pretty cool costumes this year.

Day 4 - Sunday - Yeah yeah baseball bat. I woke up kind of late, did the dishes, turned on football... etc. I got up around 2:15ish and popped 3 Naproxen Sodium (Generic for Aleve). No more than 10 minutes later... "man my arm itches... ohh now my legs... dammit now my back really fucking itches... can't breath... Robin... can't breathe..." 7 minutes later and a lot of coaching from Robin, the Fire Rescue was at my door. That 7 minutes felt like a fucking eternity. I was in full blown panic and that didn't help my breathing or itching at all. Ambulance was on its way... apparently Sunday was a fine day for an ambulance ride to the ER, because everyone was doing it... for one day in my life I did the "IT" thing for the day. They threw on some oxygen and took vitals fourteen hundred times and asked a million questions over and over again and then loaded me up in the ambulance for my slow crawl to the ER... no lights and sirens for me. In the ambulance I received 2 shots of Benydryl - one in each arm - and he tried to find my very frightened veins to no avail. Arrival at the ER - whisked-ish to a semi-private room for another round of the same vitals, questions, and a fresh IV. Bout this time the Benydryl had started to work and Robin and Alex were by my side. My BFF showed up a little while later - we have a pact - any ER visit we MUST be notified. Got home exactly 2 hours after the whole event had happened... apparent allergic reaction to Naproxen... I WON'T be taking that again. Shower and bed not too long after - called the boss and the back up to inform I wouldn't be in on Monday.

Day 5 - Monday - Baseball bat has turned into a Mack Truck. My neck and shoulders now are as tight as ever and it is getting more and more difficult to move as the day progresses. I spend another fun filled day with Daytime TV and Robin (she stayed home to care for my stupid ass). By bed time, I couldn't move my head without it feeling like someone was litterally poking a nerve with a hot poker. I took a Vicodin, and 3 hours later, I was able to sleep for a whopping 3 hours.

Day 6 - Tuesday (today if you have lost count) - Mack truck backed up and ran over me again.. fucking trucks. I now can't get comfortable no matter what I do. I had a doc appt set for 3:40. IF I can just wait it out. I popped another Vicodin... Robin came home at lunch to continue to care for me. RING RING - phone - at 2:30ish. Robin answers... it is Alex's teacher at Auto Mechanics school... Alex was putting in a mirror on a Cutlass and gave it one hard push and the fucker shattered. Off to the doc's we go - earlier than planned - I have a pinched nerve from the stress of Sunday and Alex is sporting 12 stitches in his right hand.

I am now calmly patting Robin's hand and giving her Valium... been a shitty 6 days... yep for real.


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On a side note - I have moved a lot of blogs from MySpace to here. I needed a new place to call home. Please feel free to read and comment at any time.

Love you all!!

~Peace!!

Workday Blues....

October 2, 2006 - Monday

Oh my GOD! I have had the day from hell. To not bore you with the details of what I actually do, I am going to speak in a language that we will all understand.

If you work with the public, private companies, own your own business, or even if you are a house-wife/man, then you will have probably dealt with some of the same things I deal with daily.

I want what I want when I want it…

You know those types right? I swear to high heaven that people think that they are the only human on earth that needs you RIGHT NOW. Why yes Mr. Customer, let me stop what I am doing and cater to you!

What do you mean you can't do that for me?

Well Mr. Customer, I would be happy to pull that OUT OF MY ASS for you, but I kinda promised my wife that I would pull out World Peace and a bazillion dollars first!

I called you 3 seconds ago. You didn't answer so now I am going to page you and not leave you a voicemail.

I am sorry Mr. Customer, I am a smoker… BECAUSE OF YOU! I am allowed to take smoke breaks and I am sure that after we hang up AND after I pull something out of my ass for you, I will go have another cigarette to calm down.

We never do anything wrong so why can't we ____________ (fill in the blank)?

Yep, our customers are never wrong in their own eyes. So let me kiss your ass some more… I THINK NOT! Thank goodness where I work, the customer can be wrong in some situations..

We spend a trillion dollars with you or we have been a customer for X amount of years. We are more important than God.

I understand that you spend a lot of money with us, but we have RULES. But, Rules are meant to be broken right? Not if you are a peon like me, but give it to a supervisor and miracles can happen and rules go by the wayside.. meanwhile the peon looks like an ass. Thankyouverymuch.

Can we get this done in a hurry… I just got this order and I need it ASAP.

Translation – I have had this from my supervisor for a week now and I forgot about it… so now my ass is in trouble and I need you to once again PULL SOMETHING OUT OF YOUR ASS to get it done. Remember people, my wife takes priority here!

I guess I could go on and on… but why… what good would it do? I sure do feel a bit better.

What kind of work things piss you off?

~Peace

I thought 4 years was forever…

September 30, 2006 - Saturday

Ya know how someone says "I will love you forever", or "I want to be with you forever"? I have had 3 serious relationships since I graduated from High School and two of them lasted only 4 years. I was sure that forever meant only four lousy years.

Well, I have finally found out differently. I know now that forever last longer than 4 years. So far, it has been 7. That's right folks… Robin and I will celebrate our 7 year anniversary tomorrow, October 1^st.

I fell head over heals in love almost from the moment I laid eyes on her. She made me laugh. We met at work. She was a supervisor and I was a peon. I was moved from my current supervisor's team to her team. I knew that somehow I had to get her. BUT, there was one small problem. She was married … to a man.

I was/am not the type to get involved with someone that is already in a relationship… especially a "straight" relationship. I don't know what came over me to even pursue any type of relationship with Robin, but I absolutely could not help myself. I knew that she was the one for me, but I didn't know how to go about getting her. Yes, that sounds like she is some sort of trophy or prize, and in my eyes, she is a prize.

A bunch of girls went to happy hour after work at a local dive. We were drinking and having a good time when 2 of the girls that we were with decided to go to the ladies room. You know how women have to go in twos to the bathroom – especially in this bar.

That left Robin and I alone at the table. I was pretty well lit and feeling brave, so I asked her if she had ever thought about being with, or had ever been with a woman. I was actually freaking out that those words even came out of my mouth – I was mentally trying to reach out and catch them and shove them back in! She answered with something like "I have never been with a woman, but I have noticed an attraction to them…" I was elated!

I left it alone for a bit because the girls came back from the bathroom. Robin had ridden with me to the bar, so when it was time to go, I took her back to the parking lot where we worked. She leaned over for a hug (we had been hugging our entire friendship), and I planted one on her. This time I was more worried about a slap across the face, but the reaction I got was a beautiful kiss. Whew!! Fireworks do not even begin to describe that moment. The butterflies in my stomach grew to full blown eagle size, but oh so worth it.

So that is how we met and fell in love. The years to follow have been hard work. Robin and I have quite a few friends that tell us how wonderful we are together. We are wonderful together, but that wonderfulness doesn't come easy. We fight, holler, scream, stomp, argue, silent treatment, pout, whine, and communicate our way through a lot of life's little difficulties and in the end we either agree to disagree or come to a solution.

We also, laugh, giggle, snort, wrestle, sit quietly, watch TV, watch movies, play on the computer, snuggle, cuddle, and have the time of our lives together.

Robin is my best friend, my lover, my mentor, and my soul mate.

And that is why I now believe that forever is a whole lot longer than four lousy years.

~Peace

The Homosexual agenda....

September 25, 2006 - Monday

Most people say that Homosexuals are:

Child Molesters

Porn Freaks

Sex Addicts

Abominations

Perverts

Sinners

Twisted

Sick

Un-Godly

Demonized

Beast Loving

People say that Homosexuals cannot raise children because the kids will be Gay.

People say that Homosexuals cannot believe in God because we "go against" what the Bible says.

People say that we are unnatural because of what goes on behind closed doors.

People say that we cannot possibly love someone of the same sex.

People say a lot of things...

But this poster says it best... here is MY Homosexual Agenda...

I have so many wonderful friends here on MySpace... some gay, some straight, some crooked... I love you all equally. Thanks for being you!

~Peace

We now have a teenager!

September 16, 2006 - Saturday

Happy Birthday Boy!

For our son's 13th birthday, we had a family get together at our house last night. Alex had a couple of friends, his Uncle John, his Aunt Diann, his cousins - Kyann (and her sweet boyfriend), Darrian, TJ, and Kyra, his Papaw, and his Dad, Mom and I. Our house was a bit crowded! We had a blast! The kids played outside while I grilled up some burgers. We pigged out and then Alex sat down to his cake.

When we were done singing, he opened his presents. Now, I don't know how many of you have teenagers, but ours wanted nothing but cash... so, being the spoiled rotten brat that he is, cash is exactly what he got...

I am thinking it was to the tune of $210.00!! If you couldn't tell by that big ass grin on his face!

Well, no birthday can go by without the spankings, right? I had to catch him first... but I AM the Superior Step-Monster, so I was able to catch him!

And then Uncle John held him while I proceeded to whoop his butt!!

Alex had his buddy Jake stay the night. I was up kinda late last night and let me tell you what, it really did my heart good to hear them laughing out in the living room while they were playing the video games. It was that really hard laughing that you did when you were a kid and had someone stay over. I was sitting here giggling just listening.

Today, we promised to take Alex to the mall for a hoodie. We never did find anything he liked, so we ended up with a light jacket to hold him until he finds something that he likes. Once we were done at the mall, we went to Grand Junction Motor Speedway! The boys were in hog heaven. Holy crap they had a wonderful time!

Alex on the left, Jake on the right

Alex

Jake

Alex rounding the turn!

Alex crossing Finish Line

The first few times around the track, they just did freestyle. There wasn't enough people for a race... but a few older guys showed up so they let them line up for a real race. Alex is in the very backon the left. I sure hoped he could pull out front...

Turns out, my boy came in second, with a big thumbs up!!

The older guys were cool enough to let us take their picture with Alex and Jake. Alex is on the left in the gray jacket and Jake is holding the helmet.

Holy crap those boys had so much fun! The ride home was nothing but chatter, chatter, chatter! I don't think he will forget this birthday for a long time!!

Man I love that boy!

~Peace

I remember...

September 10, 2006 - Sunday

It was a cool morning that Monday. I started a new training class at work. I showed up around 6:30 to find a fire truck parked out front. Everyone that had been inside was outside waiting. The cause of the fire truck... some brainiac had put a coffee cup with a metal lining in the microwave! It caused a horrific odor, the countertop to melt, and a part of the linoleum on the floor to burn away.

I remember... that was September 10th, 2001.

September 11th started off fairly normal for me. I had about 5 or 6 people in my class and they were a fun little group. It was only the second day and we had already formed a connection.

Around 8:30 or so, my boss stuck her head in the door of my classroom and said a plane had run into one of the World Trade Center Towers. At first, it was shocking and sad to think that people had died in such a tragic accident, but we didn't know the actual devastation to follow.

A little while later, my boss reappeared to tell the news of the second plane. We then knew something was horribly wrong. We went down to our breakroom that has a T.V. and started to watch the horror unfold. I was weak in my knees and my heart ached so bad. I wanted to cry, run, help, anything... but I am in Colorado... what could I do.

Several people in our call center were directly affected by this tragedy and so our company (bless their souls) let people go home on an individual basis. My class stayed... I remember... we didn't work too hard that day. We spent a lot of time running up and down the stairs to check in on the happenings.

I remember... the terrible loss that NY suffered that day. The terrible loss America suffered that day.

I remember... sitting in the parking lot of Safeway with my partner when our Government declared war. I did cry then. I can't handle the thought of lives being ruined by bombs and anger. Our young, very young, men and women leaving families to go fight to stop the terror.

I remember... being so angry at our Government for saying the war was over yet we lost and we are still losing young innocent lives everyday.

I remember... and I will NEVER forget.

~Peace