Hello blog, it’s been a while. I have valid excuses for my lack of postings in the last month. Most of them deal with my having started my own company which I’ve mentioned previously in the podcast. The good news is for now at least, I’m back. And back with some basterdness.
If you’ve read this blog for a while or listened to the podcasts you may have heard the name of my hetero lifemate, Mr. Michael V. Cannetti. If you are unfamiliar with the term “hetero lifemate,” you’re clearly not a Kevin Smith fan for one. But I will paste an excellent definition that I lifted from the good old Urban Dictionary anyway:
A best friend who is so close, that were they not to match your sexual orientation, you would be married to them.
That certainly describes my friend and what a scary universe it would be if he were a woman, but I digress. Mike and I met in college; unfortunately late if you ask either of us, but we’ve done our best to make up for lost time. Whether descending on the unsuspecting masses in Atlantic City or doing some surfing photography where we plan to some day actually capture an image of Mike up on his surf board, we have loads of fun.
It’s important in life to have a best friend. Someone who will be there to help you out no matter what, and always make you smile when you need it.
OMG! I cannot believe that I found this. Many who know me, know that throughout time I’ve ranted about some very random things. One major movie rant I’ve always talked about is a movie called the Peanut Butter Solution. It is by far the craziest movie I’ve ever seen, and that’s saying a lot. Most people don’t believe it exists when I tell them about it. That’s also because no one in their right mind has ever seen it.
This is a story I wrote in March 2008. It’s being reposted for the masses to see.
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