The Diary Of A Single Gay Man: Put Your Hands In The Air If You's A True Player? (Blog #5)
Valentine's Day...Done!....My 35th Birthday....Finished!.....February milestones of my life have come and gone, leaving in their wake....a sad miserable depressed gay man....it happens sure it does....however, as I turned the young age of 35 (yes mid 30's are the new 18...I'm trending that now!), my tolerance for bullshit has gotten to be less then desirable. Case in point: A "friend" of many years decided to take it upon himself in yet another drunken stupor (every night another stupor...alcoholism is so sad)...to post something about me on Facebook. Not only was it a post about me, but he also TAGGED my name in the post so that everyone else could comment and add their non relegated two cents. As could be imagined, I was hurt, shocked and to put it nicely....FUCKING PISSED!!!!....Who did he think he was ranting and raving about me because he was "tired of hearing the complaining...because after all is said and done....he got lap band surgery and lost some weight and STILL no one wants him"....Needless to say I gave him a tongue lashing, deleted him off Facebook and haven't looked back. HE decided to become one of "them"...The Haters....so off he is in an eternal drunk haze...never to know what sobriety is and to be the laughing stock of gay night life....but as the liquor keeps flowing he'll never know that now will he....sorry we veered off track...back to the low tolerance of bullshit....
A friend of mine commented me today and asked if we could address the subject of guys who think they players and think it is cool to play THE ROLE of a player....and to her, I will oblige! Ladies and gentlemen...step right up and meet the saddest breed of human being: The Wannabe Player. We have all had some sort of contact with them....we like to think we can change them...however the sad truth is these low lives know nothing about relationships....what they do know is limited to the thought that they are a legend in their own time....nice fantasy land they are living in...let me know when the shuttle lands! Time for a great example: Someone who i chat with from time to time likes to think that he can fool me into thinking that "he's only thinking of me and that he wishes I was with him"....to this I say: PUH-LEASE!!!! Do you honestly think that I don't know you are flirting with dozens of other guys due to the pics and posts on your Facebook wall??? Wannabe players are STUPID....that is what they have in common! They never cover their tracks and yet they smooth talk girls and guys into thinking they are the most special people on the planet. Some who are naive will fall for this lame ass stunting....however, us seasoned veterans can usually spot BULLSHIT WACKNESS a mile away. Ladies and gents...if you are currently involved or have recently experienced this breed of low life....don't be upset with yourselves! Rejoice in the knowledge that now you know....and you too can spread the gospel of WANNABE PLAYERS to others who may not have been hit by the weak storm which is their tired ass game.
I may be bruised and a bit worse for wear at the moment, however...I will still have a positive point to preach so that my girls and guys out there don't fall victim to the stupidity of others....until everyone is informed, these fingers will keep on walking and in the midst of their wake you will find the strewn bodies of assholes past and present....rejoice my readers...a new day has come :)
xoxo - Ron aka The Single Gay Man
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Turning My Back On "Gay"
The Diary Of A Single Gay Man (Blog #4)
Exhausted....exasperated....down for the count....Have you ever felt like this before? When is it ok to throw in the proverbial towel when it feels like you're in a room screaming at the top of your lungs yet no one can hear you? Yes beloved readers todays lovely blog is about boiling points and frustration. I honestly wasn't going to right another blog until Valentine's Day (glutton for my own twisted punishment) but tonight I think I have reached the bottom of the barrel, when it was pointed out to me that I am not hanging out in the proper places to find myself a guy in my age range or league.... ok so what is my league? What category am I being tossed into now? It's not enough that I already am thrown into a whole other sector of society because of my sexuality but now I am going to be tossed like a rag doll into sub divisions of an even more segregated community. I am screaming now: WHEN DOES IT STOP?????
I have never fit the mold of the attractive gay man....I'm not tall, I'm not thin (had to resort to lap band surgery because its been pounded into my head that fat gay guys get no one), I'm not a jock, I'm not straight acting, I'm not a top, I'm not young enough (anymore)....so basically should I just hand in my gay card all curled up at the edges and faded from sitting in my back pocket for all these years? I am fed up to the Nth degree and I'm tired of this community and its rules and its views. Guess what for the first time ever...I am NOT proud to be gay! I'm tired of being gay....I'm tired of trying to fit in and I'm tired of all the segregation in a community that should be banning together in the wake of all the positive governmental changes that are about to take place for our people.
I am honestly ready to trade in my rainbow flag for a white flag and I will wave it in surrender.....i think it's worse to have people in your own community casting stones at you then a straight guy landing a punch on your face....I'd rather the latter of the two at this stage of the game as sickening as it may sound!
I will ask my readers this question: What can WE do to change this? What can WE do to make it easier to live this lifestyle? What can WE do to stop judging each other and start giving people a chance even if they don't have six pack abs?
In a community that longs to always be younger, always be on the cutting edge, always discover the next hottest thing....where does a pending 35 year old stand? When the guys my age are trolling for teenagers to fulfill that "I Still Got It" quotient and the guys younger then me say I'm too old and too washed up?(Reminder: I can STILL dance circles around your playpen asses ANYDAY and I have hundreds of witnesses to testify to that...old man my ass!)
Until the day comes that we as a community as gay men and women can ban together in solidarity and treat each other as equals....I think i'm going to bow out and focus on other sectors of my life....I am alienating myself from family and heterosexual friends to fight the good fight to a losing battle....so maybe i should quit while i'm ahead....maybe it's time to redirect my energy into something that will be more productive TO ME that will make ME happy....maybe it's time I kick the "gay" out of my car and leave it on the side of the road to think about how it's going to apologize to me for sucking the life out of me and giving me nothing but stress, bitterness and a dabbling drug habit....maybe just maybe then...will accept "gay" back into my life for a second chance....you hear that "gay"? Clean up your act and treat me with respect and kindness because I fought for years for you...now it's time YOU fight for ME!
Thanks for reading...till next time...
xoxo - Ron "The Single Gay Man"
Exhausted....exasperated....down for the count....Have you ever felt like this before? When is it ok to throw in the proverbial towel when it feels like you're in a room screaming at the top of your lungs yet no one can hear you? Yes beloved readers todays lovely blog is about boiling points and frustration. I honestly wasn't going to right another blog until Valentine's Day (glutton for my own twisted punishment) but tonight I think I have reached the bottom of the barrel, when it was pointed out to me that I am not hanging out in the proper places to find myself a guy in my age range or league.... ok so what is my league? What category am I being tossed into now? It's not enough that I already am thrown into a whole other sector of society because of my sexuality but now I am going to be tossed like a rag doll into sub divisions of an even more segregated community. I am screaming now: WHEN DOES IT STOP?????
I have never fit the mold of the attractive gay man....I'm not tall, I'm not thin (had to resort to lap band surgery because its been pounded into my head that fat gay guys get no one), I'm not a jock, I'm not straight acting, I'm not a top, I'm not young enough (anymore)....so basically should I just hand in my gay card all curled up at the edges and faded from sitting in my back pocket for all these years? I am fed up to the Nth degree and I'm tired of this community and its rules and its views. Guess what for the first time ever...I am NOT proud to be gay! I'm tired of being gay....I'm tired of trying to fit in and I'm tired of all the segregation in a community that should be banning together in the wake of all the positive governmental changes that are about to take place for our people.
I am honestly ready to trade in my rainbow flag for a white flag and I will wave it in surrender.....i think it's worse to have people in your own community casting stones at you then a straight guy landing a punch on your face....I'd rather the latter of the two at this stage of the game as sickening as it may sound!
I will ask my readers this question: What can WE do to change this? What can WE do to make it easier to live this lifestyle? What can WE do to stop judging each other and start giving people a chance even if they don't have six pack abs?
In a community that longs to always be younger, always be on the cutting edge, always discover the next hottest thing....where does a pending 35 year old stand? When the guys my age are trolling for teenagers to fulfill that "I Still Got It" quotient and the guys younger then me say I'm too old and too washed up?(Reminder: I can STILL dance circles around your playpen asses ANYDAY and I have hundreds of witnesses to testify to that...old man my ass!)
Until the day comes that we as a community as gay men and women can ban together in solidarity and treat each other as equals....I think i'm going to bow out and focus on other sectors of my life....I am alienating myself from family and heterosexual friends to fight the good fight to a losing battle....so maybe i should quit while i'm ahead....maybe it's time to redirect my energy into something that will be more productive TO ME that will make ME happy....maybe it's time I kick the "gay" out of my car and leave it on the side of the road to think about how it's going to apologize to me for sucking the life out of me and giving me nothing but stress, bitterness and a dabbling drug habit....maybe just maybe then...will accept "gay" back into my life for a second chance....you hear that "gay"? Clean up your act and treat me with respect and kindness because I fought for years for you...now it's time YOU fight for ME!
Thanks for reading...till next time...
xoxo - Ron "The Single Gay Man"
Sunday, February 5, 2012
The Grass Is Greener Syndrome
The Diary Of A Single Gay Man (Blog #3)
It's a jungle out there! We all have heard this statement, we all have used it, but do we all really BELIEVE IT? In a world where people's attention spans cannot extend past a 15 second preview before they are onto the next thing, it's getting harder and harder to keep the attention of the same and opposite sex. Along the same lines is a syndrome, one of which i believe i have coined the term on: The Grass Is Greener Syndrome. What do pray tell is this aforementioned syndrome? Simply put, it is when you meet someone and they feed you line after line after line as to how you are special...you just might be the one...how could they have gone this long in life without you?....BUT they just don't wanna be tied down right now! Then within a few days you find out not only are they talking to you but three other people in your friendship/acquaintance circle. The conversations start to slow to a a few word crawl and then POOF!....They vanish! Onto the next thing that could be better....might be better....wouldn't know unless they tried better....
We are left questioning ourselves: Where did I go wrong???? What did I do? Why did this happen....
THE GRASS IS GREENER SYNDROME
Most recently this syndrome was diagnosed on someone who I was talking with steadily for a few months....we were finding out everything about each other, getting those butterflies, sending each other cute flirty messages....and then suddenly out of nowhere I get the text: "I'm really happy that we are getting to know one another but I don't want to lead you on...I'm just not in a space where I feel like I want to be serious." REALLY???? This after I was told, I haven't felt this way in so long....I think you may be the one...I can't wait for the day we can be together....but all those thoughts go flying out the window....and then POOF! Vanished...no calls, no texts, no nothing....but on social media outlets there they are flirting and talking to others and lining them up like I was being lined up....
My questions is this: How can you be dismissed when there was no physical meeting???? Are we wrong to think we feel connections with people through phone calls, messages and instant messages? Or is it just easier to pretend and then dip off like nothing even existed? Where is the accountability or is there none?
Then after a few short weeks maybe even a month later...you're phone goes off and there it is....a message from THEM....asking how you've been...saying how much the missed you...asking if you could find it in your heart to give them a second chance....
We are faced with a choice: Forgive and forget and try to rekindle it....or tell them to HIT THE ROAD because there is a little voice saying "If they left you once they'll leave you for someone else again!"....I like to choose option "B"....We all have to understand what our WORTH is and we have to understand not to stand for the BULLSHIT other put us through to try and bankrupt us of that worth! Chalk it up to their loss...tell yourself you're worth more....just don't look back ALWAYS LOOK FOWARD!!!!!
Don't beat yourself up if you buckle...it happens...but make sure to not make the same mistake twice! If you decide to go with option "A", YOU hold the cards...YOU make the rules and YOU call the shots!
Remember the signs and remember YOUR WORTH and don't fall victim to....The Grass Is Greener Syndrome because when it comes to love...nothing is better then YOU....and anyone who cannot recognize that, wasn't worth investing in from the get go!
Till The Next Time!
xoxo- Ron "The Single Gay Man"
It's a jungle out there! We all have heard this statement, we all have used it, but do we all really BELIEVE IT? In a world where people's attention spans cannot extend past a 15 second preview before they are onto the next thing, it's getting harder and harder to keep the attention of the same and opposite sex. Along the same lines is a syndrome, one of which i believe i have coined the term on: The Grass Is Greener Syndrome. What do pray tell is this aforementioned syndrome? Simply put, it is when you meet someone and they feed you line after line after line as to how you are special...you just might be the one...how could they have gone this long in life without you?....BUT they just don't wanna be tied down right now! Then within a few days you find out not only are they talking to you but three other people in your friendship/acquaintance circle. The conversations start to slow to a a few word crawl and then POOF!....They vanish! Onto the next thing that could be better....might be better....wouldn't know unless they tried better....
We are left questioning ourselves: Where did I go wrong???? What did I do? Why did this happen....
THE GRASS IS GREENER SYNDROME
Most recently this syndrome was diagnosed on someone who I was talking with steadily for a few months....we were finding out everything about each other, getting those butterflies, sending each other cute flirty messages....and then suddenly out of nowhere I get the text: "I'm really happy that we are getting to know one another but I don't want to lead you on...I'm just not in a space where I feel like I want to be serious." REALLY???? This after I was told, I haven't felt this way in so long....I think you may be the one...I can't wait for the day we can be together....but all those thoughts go flying out the window....and then POOF! Vanished...no calls, no texts, no nothing....but on social media outlets there they are flirting and talking to others and lining them up like I was being lined up....
My questions is this: How can you be dismissed when there was no physical meeting???? Are we wrong to think we feel connections with people through phone calls, messages and instant messages? Or is it just easier to pretend and then dip off like nothing even existed? Where is the accountability or is there none?
Then after a few short weeks maybe even a month later...you're phone goes off and there it is....a message from THEM....asking how you've been...saying how much the missed you...asking if you could find it in your heart to give them a second chance....
We are faced with a choice: Forgive and forget and try to rekindle it....or tell them to HIT THE ROAD because there is a little voice saying "If they left you once they'll leave you for someone else again!"....I like to choose option "B"....We all have to understand what our WORTH is and we have to understand not to stand for the BULLSHIT other put us through to try and bankrupt us of that worth! Chalk it up to their loss...tell yourself you're worth more....just don't look back ALWAYS LOOK FOWARD!!!!!
Don't beat yourself up if you buckle...it happens...but make sure to not make the same mistake twice! If you decide to go with option "A", YOU hold the cards...YOU make the rules and YOU call the shots!
Remember the signs and remember YOUR WORTH and don't fall victim to....The Grass Is Greener Syndrome because when it comes to love...nothing is better then YOU....and anyone who cannot recognize that, wasn't worth investing in from the get go!
Till The Next Time!
xoxo- Ron "The Single Gay Man"
Thursday, February 2, 2012
When Dating, Why Are Gay Guys Such Assholes?
The Diary Of A Single Gay Man (Blog #2)
For the entire day I have been thinking...what topic am I going to rant about tonight...and both fortunately and unfortunately I stumbled upon it: When Dating, Why Are Gay Guys Such Assholes? Now I say fortunately and unfortunately because it's "fortunate" that I had a good follow up to yesterday's hit Intro Blog...but "unfortunate", as to why I'm writing this: A) I was stood up tonight and B) A friend of mine finally got answers after a week of no call and no text from someone who promised him the world and then DISAPPEARED. So as Christina Crawford would say to her brother Christopher before they both went to sleep at night: "Strap Yourself In" because the beast is about to be unleashed...
Before I go for the jugular let me say this: The names of the people involved will be withheld for privacy purposes (yeah yeah yeah I know I should put em' on blast but I still have pangs of guilt...small pangs!)...So let's begin with the beheading shall we? I'll start with my dilemma. Unbeknownst to everyone I have been seeing someone casually and up until now it's been good. No strings attached, cuddle buddy, good laughs and passionate make-outs...I should be on top of the world right? WRONG! A minor detail that I'm now going to reveal, throws a wrench into the equation: He's STRAIGHT...or in his words..."Struggling". I made an agreement to never mention his name until he's comfortable and in return he holds me in his huge muscular arms and makes me feel safe. I thought things were going well as per our deal: I wasn't catching feelings, I wasn't speaking of him to ANYONE and he was content and comfortable. I know some of you reading this are saying: "Why the fuck would you get involved with a straight guy????" The answer isn't simple and i'm not going to agree or disagree with the aforementioned thought...all I can say is I get what I want out of it and it keeps me from feeling lonely. An added bonus is that he's GORGEOUS and I'd be the envy of all the gays and the girls...you would NEVER know he was into guys by any shred of the imagination....Well guess what? HE isn't keeping up with HIS end of the bargain! Unanswered texts and phone calls..whatever it happens...but after hemming and hawing on HIS end that he wanted to see me tonight (yes tonight 2/2/2012) and that if he didn't see me he'd be pissed...looks like he got cold feet. Not so much as an "I'm sorry..let's reschedule"...NOTHING. NADA. ZIP. This of course infuriates me and leads me to write this blog to vent....HE is an example of an ASSHOLE...he may not be "gay" but he's still an ASSHOLE! Will I see him again or forgive him? That remains to be seen...and YES my fantastic readers you will be the first to know to see how this story ends...
Let's talk about examples of GAY ASSHOLES shall we?:
1) The Self Absorbed Gay Asshole - This hybrid of asshole thinks of nothing but himself...no one else...and only spares his own feelings. When talking about you he magically makes it about him and then talks about himself some more...did i say he likes to talk about HIM?
2) The I'm Sorry It's Not You It's Me Gay Asshole - Ahhhh one of my favorites....this asshole sucks you into his world, promises you the moon and stars and then BAM! It's over and he disappears (You'll meet one of these assholes in my next story). When approached for closure or any shred of an answer he PUSSY's out and gives you the old: "I need to work on myself...you did nothing wrong...I need time alone to think"...BULLSHIT!!!! He's just a pussy that doesn't have the balls to say: "Hey sucker...it's OVER!"
3) The You Made Me Cheat Gay Asshole - This asshole tries to turn the tables and blame YOU as to why he cheated...ummmm hell no fucker...you stuck your dick in that nasty hookers tush...i didn't see myself guiding it to the nearest skunk saying "There you go..have fun pumpin and dumpin!"....
I could go on for days but these three examples are the major ASSHOLES I have a problem with...and guess what...they need a bitch slap...with love of course!
As promised story "B" of this blog has to do with the "It's Not You It's Me Gay Asshole" that did a number on my friend. Let's do a swift recap: boy meets boy...boy promises my friend the moon and stars...boy meets my friends family and friends....boy blindsides my friend with an "I'm moving away because I need support from other people"...HELLO???? My friend is not support enough for you?????....So leaving my friend guessing what happened...crying and sobbing and then finally facing the music a week later and saying "I have to work on me"...P-U-S-S-Y....Now thankfully after some hard reality the truth has set in and my friend is realizing that he is gem and worth a treasure trove....however the guy that pulled the bullshit is still an ASSHOLE...and has to live with the guilt....
So moral of the story is DON'T BE AN ASSHOLE....learn it and live it...
Till next time...xoxo...Ron The Single Gay Man
For the entire day I have been thinking...what topic am I going to rant about tonight...and both fortunately and unfortunately I stumbled upon it: When Dating, Why Are Gay Guys Such Assholes? Now I say fortunately and unfortunately because it's "fortunate" that I had a good follow up to yesterday's hit Intro Blog...but "unfortunate", as to why I'm writing this: A) I was stood up tonight and B) A friend of mine finally got answers after a week of no call and no text from someone who promised him the world and then DISAPPEARED. So as Christina Crawford would say to her brother Christopher before they both went to sleep at night: "Strap Yourself In" because the beast is about to be unleashed...
Before I go for the jugular let me say this: The names of the people involved will be withheld for privacy purposes (yeah yeah yeah I know I should put em' on blast but I still have pangs of guilt...small pangs!)...So let's begin with the beheading shall we? I'll start with my dilemma. Unbeknownst to everyone I have been seeing someone casually and up until now it's been good. No strings attached, cuddle buddy, good laughs and passionate make-outs...I should be on top of the world right? WRONG! A minor detail that I'm now going to reveal, throws a wrench into the equation: He's STRAIGHT...or in his words..."Struggling". I made an agreement to never mention his name until he's comfortable and in return he holds me in his huge muscular arms and makes me feel safe. I thought things were going well as per our deal: I wasn't catching feelings, I wasn't speaking of him to ANYONE and he was content and comfortable. I know some of you reading this are saying: "Why the fuck would you get involved with a straight guy????" The answer isn't simple and i'm not going to agree or disagree with the aforementioned thought...all I can say is I get what I want out of it and it keeps me from feeling lonely. An added bonus is that he's GORGEOUS and I'd be the envy of all the gays and the girls...you would NEVER know he was into guys by any shred of the imagination....Well guess what? HE isn't keeping up with HIS end of the bargain! Unanswered texts and phone calls..whatever it happens...but after hemming and hawing on HIS end that he wanted to see me tonight (yes tonight 2/2/2012) and that if he didn't see me he'd be pissed...looks like he got cold feet. Not so much as an "I'm sorry..let's reschedule"...NOTHING. NADA. ZIP. This of course infuriates me and leads me to write this blog to vent....HE is an example of an ASSHOLE...he may not be "gay" but he's still an ASSHOLE! Will I see him again or forgive him? That remains to be seen...and YES my fantastic readers you will be the first to know to see how this story ends...
Let's talk about examples of GAY ASSHOLES shall we?:
1) The Self Absorbed Gay Asshole - This hybrid of asshole thinks of nothing but himself...no one else...and only spares his own feelings. When talking about you he magically makes it about him and then talks about himself some more...did i say he likes to talk about HIM?
2) The I'm Sorry It's Not You It's Me Gay Asshole - Ahhhh one of my favorites....this asshole sucks you into his world, promises you the moon and stars and then BAM! It's over and he disappears (You'll meet one of these assholes in my next story). When approached for closure or any shred of an answer he PUSSY's out and gives you the old: "I need to work on myself...you did nothing wrong...I need time alone to think"...BULLSHIT!!!! He's just a pussy that doesn't have the balls to say: "Hey sucker...it's OVER!"
3) The You Made Me Cheat Gay Asshole - This asshole tries to turn the tables and blame YOU as to why he cheated...ummmm hell no fucker...you stuck your dick in that nasty hookers tush...i didn't see myself guiding it to the nearest skunk saying "There you go..have fun pumpin and dumpin!"....
I could go on for days but these three examples are the major ASSHOLES I have a problem with...and guess what...they need a bitch slap...with love of course!
As promised story "B" of this blog has to do with the "It's Not You It's Me Gay Asshole" that did a number on my friend. Let's do a swift recap: boy meets boy...boy promises my friend the moon and stars...boy meets my friends family and friends....boy blindsides my friend with an "I'm moving away because I need support from other people"...HELLO???? My friend is not support enough for you?????....So leaving my friend guessing what happened...crying and sobbing and then finally facing the music a week later and saying "I have to work on me"...P-U-S-S-Y....Now thankfully after some hard reality the truth has set in and my friend is realizing that he is gem and worth a treasure trove....however the guy that pulled the bullshit is still an ASSHOLE...and has to live with the guilt....
So moral of the story is DON'T BE AN ASSHOLE....learn it and live it...
Till next time...xoxo...Ron The Single Gay Man
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Welcome To My World
The Diary Of A Single Gay Man....Welcome To My World (Blog 1)
So here it is...the long and short of it: I'm 34 (turning 35 in a few short painful weeks) gay and the horror of it all SINGLE! I live in the armpit of the U.S. known as Holmdel, New Jersey and I work in what I like to call the "look good feel good" industry of indoor tanning...or as some customers jokingly refer to it as "Electric Lightbulb Beach". You may ask yourself "why in the hell am i gonna read this?"...I agree yet let me let you in on a little secret...IT'S GONNA BE ADDICTING!!!! One part rant, one part drama, one part truth and 100 parts GAY!!!! So let's take a short walk into the world of the single gay man and see what it has to offer. Oh yeah, you might wanna look both ways before crossing...just trust me!
The word SINGLE meaning party of one, by one's self, or standing alone can be a pretty scary word. I for one teeter on the fence between loving it and wearing a red "S" on my chest as my punishment for not pairing up before the gay apocalypse: TURNING 30! Yes being single is liberating...I can do whatever I want, talk to as many guys as i please and make them think they are the only one i am talking to, shout out crazy things like "Single over her bitches....which cowboy am I ridin' tonight?" and finally going to see Burlesque by myself and not caring who sees me lip-synching and gyrating in my seat praying i'll be Christina Aguilera by the time the lights come up at the end of the movie! BUT....single also means i have to be subjected to others flaunting their "amazing loving relationships" in my face 24/7 and having to smile and say "Awww you're so lucky! Congratulations you guys are such a cute couple!" when really i'm thinking: Bitch please that boy cheated on your ass last week at the club with a tranny in the VIP area!
Let me say this: I have been in relationships before, albeit the WRONG ones...but yes i have some semblance of what a relationship should and could mean and what it should and shouldn't be like. However, it gets increasingly difficult to remain hopeful when what gay men's standards of what the perfect boyfriend should be get YOUNGER and THINNER to the point that soon the legal age of consent will be 7! I have a friend who always sees himself as the ultimate catch and yes he most definitely is...BUT....he throws his fishing line into the wrong pond and always ends up with guppies (younger impressionable boy toys). He knows its wrong, yet he can't stop casting into the younger pool. Is he a glutton for punishment or just hopeful that maybe one of the bites on his line could be his legal Justin Beiber?
So now that you have gotten a little taste of what runs through this crowded head of mine, you can decide for yourself if you want to stick around with me as my journey continues, or if you are going to high tail it out of here to the nearest gay bar for the latest martini fad. Either way I'm gonna be here blogging, griping and hopefully entertaining!
Till the next gripe!
xoxo - Ron The Single Gay Man
So here it is...the long and short of it: I'm 34 (turning 35 in a few short painful weeks) gay and the horror of it all SINGLE! I live in the armpit of the U.S. known as Holmdel, New Jersey and I work in what I like to call the "look good feel good" industry of indoor tanning...or as some customers jokingly refer to it as "Electric Lightbulb Beach". You may ask yourself "why in the hell am i gonna read this?"...I agree yet let me let you in on a little secret...IT'S GONNA BE ADDICTING!!!! One part rant, one part drama, one part truth and 100 parts GAY!!!! So let's take a short walk into the world of the single gay man and see what it has to offer. Oh yeah, you might wanna look both ways before crossing...just trust me!
The word SINGLE meaning party of one, by one's self, or standing alone can be a pretty scary word. I for one teeter on the fence between loving it and wearing a red "S" on my chest as my punishment for not pairing up before the gay apocalypse: TURNING 30! Yes being single is liberating...I can do whatever I want, talk to as many guys as i please and make them think they are the only one i am talking to, shout out crazy things like "Single over her bitches....which cowboy am I ridin' tonight?" and finally going to see Burlesque by myself and not caring who sees me lip-synching and gyrating in my seat praying i'll be Christina Aguilera by the time the lights come up at the end of the movie! BUT....single also means i have to be subjected to others flaunting their "amazing loving relationships" in my face 24/7 and having to smile and say "Awww you're so lucky! Congratulations you guys are such a cute couple!" when really i'm thinking: Bitch please that boy cheated on your ass last week at the club with a tranny in the VIP area!
Let me say this: I have been in relationships before, albeit the WRONG ones...but yes i have some semblance of what a relationship should and could mean and what it should and shouldn't be like. However, it gets increasingly difficult to remain hopeful when what gay men's standards of what the perfect boyfriend should be get YOUNGER and THINNER to the point that soon the legal age of consent will be 7! I have a friend who always sees himself as the ultimate catch and yes he most definitely is...BUT....he throws his fishing line into the wrong pond and always ends up with guppies (younger impressionable boy toys). He knows its wrong, yet he can't stop casting into the younger pool. Is he a glutton for punishment or just hopeful that maybe one of the bites on his line could be his legal Justin Beiber?
So now that you have gotten a little taste of what runs through this crowded head of mine, you can decide for yourself if you want to stick around with me as my journey continues, or if you are going to high tail it out of here to the nearest gay bar for the latest martini fad. Either way I'm gonna be here blogging, griping and hopefully entertaining!
Till the next gripe!
xoxo - Ron The Single Gay Man
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