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Rest In Peace, Dad
On Monday afternoon my Dad lost his battle with COVID-19. Despite positive trends last week and talks of rehabilitation, by Sunday evening my Dad’s health had deteriorated so rapidly the doctors encouraged him to go on a ventilator, which was his nonnegotiable from the start and set into motion a chain of events for the…
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Vote
I am a firm believer that people need to talk less and listen more, and I make it a point not to venture into politics on social media. People are so entrenched in their camps and my opinion isn’t going to change anyone’s mind. More importantly, regardless of your political views, everyone is angry enough.…
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Sailing
Rule #9 of being an empath, don’t go to an animal shelter unless you plan on renting a U-Haul. When I lived in San Francisco in 1999, I fell in love with a cat (who’d come to be known as Maude) at an animal shelter. And the reason I left with two cats that day…
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A Man’s Castle
A moment of candor. While it may be true that every man’s home is his castle, in 2020 it’s also become my prison. I do my best to make it sparkle with LED candles and lights I can adjust with an app to match my moods (frequently used), because it compensates for the silence when…
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Peaceful, Prideful, Protest March for Equality
Thank you again Charles Albert Brown for organizing the Peaceful, Prideful, Protest March for Equality yesterday. Reflecting on the event with Everett and Noël afterwards, we all agreed that while we’d all attended a lot of Pride events in the month of June, we’d never felt more proud of the San Diego community as we…
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Rose Tinted Glasses
She is a matter of perspective, and I am a guy who looks at the world through rose tinted glasses. I’m a fan of the mysterious woman behind the legend, the heart of a dancer hellbent on world domination. While naysayers may see a media whore desperate for attention, through my rose tinted lenses, I…
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Chronicles of the Boy in the Bubble
I was a shy only child with an active imagination, who became a reserved man that treasures his thoughts and quiet time. Shelter in place? No problem. On the island of isolation, I am a titan – the Boy in the Bubble – a legend in my own right. I’m no stranger to self-quarantines, and…
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The Ambassador
Back in 2010, I lost my job and went through several months without work. To keep myself from going crazy, I decided to go work for myself. In an effort to reconnect with my more youthful artistic side, I learned some animation, editing, and music sequencing programs and created a series of animated(ish) shorts starring…
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Spring Solstice
I’ve always been a sucker for an equinox. Interesting fact: the last time the first day of Spring landed on March 19 was 124 years ago, which makes this the earliest astronomical Spring of our lifetimes. Winter is over and despite the bleak outlook of this particular Spring, you’ll find me toasting to new beginnings…
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Room 20
My tale of 20/20…. This past weekend, I checked into El Mirasol Villas in Palm Springs and returned to room 20, where I had spent my last New Years’ vacation alone… when in my isolation and newfound freedom, I stripped down to a harness and jockstrap and danced in front of a camera. When I…
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Anniversary Day
3 years ago yesterday, I joined Balanced Fitness and began working with personal trainers to help get me into shape. Although my trainer was out of town yesterday, I still went to the gym to complete my Friday regiment, chest day (this weekend is Palm Spring Pride after all). When I arrived at 6:00AM, I…
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Honor The Moment
Over the past few years, I’ve made it my mantra to honor the moment, which is to say – not harp on the past or worry about the future. What is done is done, and what will be will be. It’s one of the reasons I’ve come to appreciate working out, because when I am…
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The Long Goodbye
Today you moved to Los Angeles and our long goodbye came to an end. When I hugged you before you left, I wanted to let you know that I am proud of us. We handled the unwinding of us like gentlemen. We put our emotions and pride to the side for the sake of each…
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Date Night With Bruno
Some outtakes from my date last night with Bruno, my 14 year old mutt. We played hide & seek (his favorite), took a bath, defeated “the claw” (not once, but twice), ate things we shouldn’t, and took some selfies along the way. All in all, it was a productive Friday night. 🐶 ❤️ 🌈
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New Years Eve
Not going to lie, 2018 brought me to my knees. It was brutal and one of my worst years to date (and I’ve had some doozies). I experienced loss and was confronted with a lot of personal and professional challenges that left me feeling defeated, disillusioned and numb at times. With little reprieve, I took…
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Madonna & the Plague
Back when I was approaching 40, I wrote a series of essays about Madonna and the influence she’d had in my life (essays can be found at Guy Penn). “Madonna & the Plague” was the most difficult to write, because it was my most hurtful to revisit. In the spirit of my scruffy confessionals, it’s…
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Day 1
This past Tuesday night, I told my husband that I wanted a divorce. After eleven years together, our breakup came down to a brief conversation, mostly about logistics, before we hugged each other and said, “I Love You”. There wasn’t any fight left in either of us. All that could be said had been said…
