I don't talk about work too much but for the past three days we've had an intern working with our assistant principal to become an assistant principal. I met him on Wednesday and my first thought was that he was gay. He's got some very stereotypical characteristics that shout gay. He's quit the dresser, is well groomed, swishes a little, and the most telling feature is his voice. He's got gay voice.

I've talked to him a few times about nothing really but each time his look lingers a bit more then straight guys. I just have a really strong feeling he's gay. Today I over heard him telling the librarian something about his fiance. Fiance! I was shocked. Surely this guy knows he's gay. Why would he get married? After he left I asked the librarian if I was correct when I heard him say fiance. She said I heard him correctly. I said in a very questioning way, “HE's getting married?” She then said, “You're thinking the same thing I'm thinking.” I started laughing. The librarian is an older straight lady. If she thinks it, then it must be true. He's a mo.

I know it's World AIDS Day and I hope everyone is continuing to educate themselves world wide on the issues facing this pandemic. I know today was Tom Brokaw's last day on the NBC Nightly News and I wish him well in his future pursuits. I know that Ken Jennings finally bit the dust on Jeopardy last night. I'm sure he'll spend is 2.5 mil carefully. I also know that Jessica and Nick aren't having marital problems and I wish them well, too. However, there is a much more important issue at hand. Dust.

It has come to my attention on more then one occasion that dust is impossible to eradicate. I have spent years trying to figure out how rid my house of these fragments. I think they multiply secretly and implant themselves on every flat surface in my house just to annoy me. Each weekend I spend a great deal of time trying to eliminate this film from my horizontal expanses. Within a few hours or sometimes a day the dust has returned. How can a single man who doesn't move around all that much in 1200 square feet of space produce so much dust? I can sit on my couch watching TV and glance over to the credenza where my TV sits and see a light layer of dust covering the surface. I just dusted my house 3 days ago. Do I have to get the Swiffer Duster out every 3 days to clean every surface in my house? It's impossible to keep up with this stuff! I know there are people who never dust but I just can't live that way. Anyone who knows me well, knows that I keep my house very neat and tidy. I have no problem keeping up with laundry, dishes, and the like. And I never have piles of things sitting around that need attention. The only thing I am unable to keep up with is the dust! I can't stand it. I'm ready to throw in the duster and give up. If you come to my house you won't have to worry about stepping over piles of crap sitting around, or getting a clean glass for a drink, or even see my bed unmade but you will have to put up with a thin layer of dust on all the flat surfaces. Especially if it's been 3 days since the last time the Swiffer has been doing it's job.

I think we need to sink some money into studying this issue. There have got to be journals written and scientific experiments being conducted to combat this problem. I think the issue of dealing with dust should be right up there with gay rights, the deficit, and the war in Iraq. Who's with me on this? We need the experts to speak up and tell us how to deal with daily dust!

As some of you know, I'm a smoker. However, I only smoke on my balcony. I don't like the smell in my house. On my balcony I have two of those cheap plastic chairs you can buy just about anywhere. This past summer I bought some cheap cushions to go on the chairs. I only kept one out there because no one ever comes over to sit on the balcony. When it's windy I usually take the cushion inside so it doesn't fly away. This morning after my last smoke before work I left the cushion out there because it wasn't windy.

When I got home from work this afternoon I went about my regular routine and went out on the balcony to have a smoke. As soon as I began sliding open the glass door, I realized the cushion wasn't there. At first I thought I had taken it inside in the morning and forgotten. I looked all over the balcony (it's not that large). The fat ass comforting cushion was no where to be seen. When I went inside I looked where I usually put it and it wasn't there. I was starting to wonder what really happened to the cushion.

I went back on the balcony and looked over the edge. Maybe it had fallen down onto the balcony below. Even though I have a major fear of heights (I live on the 7th floor) I leaned over as far as I could to see onto the balcony below. Nope, it wasn't there. I then decided it must have gotten windy during the day and flown all the way down to the ground. I decided that fat ass comforting cushion was worth going downstairs and looking around the ground. I walked to my side of the building and looked all over the place. No cushion.

What happened the the cushion? Did it decide it couldn't take the weight of my fat ass any longer? Had it committed suicide by leaping off the balcony? Had the wind taken it to a new home? Oh the questions that arise! I miss that cushion. Well, the next time I went out to have a smoke I took the other cushion I had bought. Oooo..this one felt great! I must have flattened the other one so much that it barely comforted my fat ass anymore and I hadn't noticed the slow change over time. This one feels good. And it's green and white stripes are all fresh and new. How nice! I'll have to remember to bring it inside each time I'm finished on the balcony. I wouldn't want this one to get tired of my ass and take a leap into the wind.

If you see a faded green and white striped chair cushion floating in the wind, grab it and let it know I miss it and appreciate all the comfort it provided over the last 5 months.

I laid down to watch the news this evening and fell asleep. When I woke up it was 10:40 PM. I just slept 3 hours! I will never get to sleep tonight. Also when I woke up I saw the light blinking on my phone. I slept right through 2 phone calls! I can't believe that I was so tired that I slept through the phone ringing twice. Why was I so tired? I slept 6 and a half hours last night. I've only been sleeping 6 to 7 hours a night for over a year now. I guess when you get older you don't need as much sleep but if that's true then why did I just “nap” for 3 hours? I have no idea why. Weird. Also when I woke up I saw that I missed 3 IMs on AOL. Sorry guys.

This afternoon I read on Palochi's Blog about the decisions he's made to move on to other things on his blog. I've decided the same thing. I thank him for his inspiration.

In the last week I've written too much about the election and politics. And while there are still things I'm hearing each day about it and about the administration, I've decided I can't write about it anymore. So as of today I'm no longer writing about politics and the election. That's not to say I won't ever write about it again. It just means for the time being I'm not going to write about it.

There's one other thing I've decided to move on from. It's just been in the back of mind for a few weeks now, slowly creating questions in my mind. No longer. It's gone. It's about B. B is the guy who I went out with 3 times and got along with well. There were several weeks between each date and the phone calls were few and far between. He continued to express interest but obviously didn't have time to pursue it. The last call was 3 weeks ago. I called him back the next day and since then, I haven't heard from him. Obviously it wasn't going to go anywhere if he didn't have the time to return calls. It's really no big deal. I've been preoccupied with photo shoots and work. I haven't thought about it all that much. But this afternoon it just popped in my mind. I made the decision to move on. I'll continue to scroll through Match.com and the Yahoo personals and of course act like I'm chatting on gay.com. Say HI sometime!