Ok… don’t let the headline fool you. I am not ready to talk about it. I have not fully processed it. I am not sure how long it will take and if I will every be strong enough to talk about it on here… but love almost killed me. Continue reading
Now this is one of those blog posts that I have to think about before publishing. I talk to myself about it, I question myself about it, and hopefully I click publish in the end.
I overthink posts like this because I know what I am going to discuss can be as sensitive for you the reader as myself the writer. And deep down I don’t want the amazing non black queer people I know to think that this is about them… unless it is.
With that being said I need to unfollow the National Gay and Lesbian Taskforce on Facebook.
I have been home from Spain a total of 4 days. I am trying to get back into the swing of things but my life has been a little non-stop since hitting the tarmac.
I can’t wait to share my journey with you over the next few posts. The foodie in me has to start with one of the best dining experiences I have ever had abroad or in the states.
I am growing and am no longer petty so I am sharing the restaurant names and locations… for the ones I have. Continue reading
I know it has been a while since I posted but between my journals and my trip to Spain (pics to be posted soon) and everything else crazy going on…. I have been swamped.
But the project I am about to share about was very very important to me for several reasons but I will give you two. 1. Friend of the blog (and real life), super director Deana Williams is attached to the project. 2. It is being shot in North central Florida, which you know is where my people are from (yes I said it as country as it sounded). I can remember spending my childhood there drinking Bright n Early and sitting on the porch with my Ma Helen.
2015 is so close I can count the days… so I have to get my mind together for Operation Baby MSK1.
I must admit that with the all the in-your-face attacks on young black men, I have been rethinking whether I want to have a little person right now. But I said to myself if I wait for the world to treat black people equally, I will never have a baby.
So Operation Baby MSK is back on deck.
Don’t roll your eyes. I am really need to know about this. Because I am feeling some kind of way…1.
I am pretty sure y’all know what church queens are (or can guess). It is a gay (often closeted) man in the church who sighs heavily and sucks their teeth when they see a more flamboyant gay man walk down the aisle at altar call. If you are trying to spot him, he can usually be seen sporting a pastel polkadot bow tie with matching pocket square (no shade).2
Okay so by virtue of my own definition, I can’t be a church queen. But I still feel some kind of way… Let me tell you why. Continue reading
If you follow me on twitter, you will know two things for sure. I revel in irreverence and I haven’t had sex since my 20s.
Don’t make that face. It is a mix of a long winded end to a LDR and a celibate period of self-discovery… or that’s what I tell myself. Hell even before my self imposed drought, my last few relationships were long distance. So the plan was clear when it came to knocking boots. If we are together in the same city, let alone the same bed, IT IS GOING DOWN. Boom-chicka-waa-waa. Continue reading