Month: February 2006

get ’em here, folks!

I was meaing to do this for a while, but I am lazy… But last night, after talking with Tony, I decided to follow his lead. Now, you can get your very own duanemoody.com t-shirts. Here is the front:

and here is the back:

Buy lots. We have a lot of homosexualization to do; and it is going to take a while. (And yes, there are even shirts for the ladies!!! If any of you think it would be prudent, I could add sweatshirts and hoodies too… let me know!)

UPDATE: Dur! I forgot that I didn’t even post the link to the cafepress store in the post (even though it is on the side bar permanently). It is www.cafepress.com/duanemoody

since U been gone! YEAH YEAH!

I couldn’t let it go by without saying that I am super happy that Kelly Clarkson won TWO Grammy’s last night. You all must admit that Since U Been Gone is one of the catchiest and best pop songs ever; now, she has the Grammy to back that up. Way to go Kelly! Also, anyone that knows me, knows that if Gwen Stefani would have won even one, I would have gone apeshit, so it is a good thing she went home trophy-less. But enough Grammy stuff…

Last night, after Trivia, I went out with my buddy Steve… Yeah, let’s just say that we had an awesome, awesome time… but I forgot to set my alarm last night, and ended up waking up at 11 this morning. When I looked at the clock, I actually said, out loud, “Please tell me that you are fucking with me clock. It can’t be 11.” So yeah. Next time, when going out, we will set alarm before going out. I feel like Dane Cook must have when he woke up 5 hours late for his job… not much you can do when you are 5 hours late; so I guess it could have been worse.

Finally, can someone please explain to me how I have the twisted “fortune” of being #1 in this search? (thanks dave… it was you!) And why are people searching for this? I tell you, if they ever do a search and seizure of google searches that were made; a lot of people out there are in trouble.

diet day two: what I have already learned

1) I may have a slight allergy to almonds. After downing several in my post-breakfast-pre-lunch-snack, I have had a pressure in my chest for the past several hours. Note to self: skip almonds in afternoon snack.
2) Eating six times a day is hard. I don’t know how people are bulimic; just thinking about all that food would stress me out. I never thought I would have to keep a ticker of the amount of times I eat a day, but now, I do. No real appetite + being forced to eat 6 times a day = a challenge.
3) I already feel healthier, whether it is in mind, body, or spirit; now, I expect to drop 15 lbs in 2 weeks, dammit.
and finally (it is only day 3 after all), I appreciate everyone’s comments yesterday about oatmeal, but…
4) Oatmeal is now my bitch. Don’t cook it. Put it in yogurt. Success. Who’s your daddy Oatmeal? Duane is!

Stay tuned for more “tales of the Abs Diet”. I love that have this medium to hold myself accountable, and maintain this thing… let’s hope I don’t turn out to be a big ass failure! HA! Abs, here I come!

Also, on an unrelated note, I was reading a blog yesterday, and I totally got to thinking that I should write more about my past; so that you all could learn more about the man behind the mask. It will be random, so don’t have too high expectations; but know that it will enlighten you as to why I think and act as I do in the many situations I am in today.

awww… thanks guys!

Um, I didn’t realize how “running for the razors” I came across yesterday; so for that, I am sorry! I don’t want duanemoody.com to be that much of a downer… I guess we just all have those days where everything seems to be shitty. I do have to say that I thank all of your well wishes and stuff; and I do know that I am awesome, and that things in my life are totally awesome, and I have nothing to be upset about… I guess I just have one of those personalities where I worry about everything; and sometimes it gets the best of me. Either way; thanks for the love!

I thought it was funny (and super sweet) what Joseph said about me yesterday (sorry to call you out Joseph):

You know…after all your talking about how you need to diet and start “getting hot” i was totally expecting you to be a seriously obsese guy who just takes a really good picture. Imagine my surprise when I discovered that you actually are hot already!

First, let me say that you are so immensely sweet!!! Thank you!! No seriously, I really appreciate the compliment; that is why I called you out! I don’t want people to think that I am this crazy, thin person who acts like he is as big as a house (but takes a good picture). Let me explain…

rainy days and mondays always get me down…

I don’t know what it is today, but I am just riddled with anxiety and just overwhelming “bleck”-ness. I just can’t seem to shake it, no matter how hard I try. I am trying to do stuff to take my mind off of it, but nothing is working.

It started when I read about Bush’s budget plan… you have got to be kidding me. It is obvious that Bush doesn’t give a shit about poor people, and expects those of us that are working pay check to pay check to fend for ourselves when we get old. Maybe Kanye West was right; but I would also like to throw in poor people, sick people, middle class people, working people, homeless people, and children. And women, gay people, and immigrants. I am sure there are more, but you get the picture.

Sorry to be a downer, but geez, how can we let this go on? Of course… more money towards the war! Money well spent, and a deficit well earned. WHAT A PRICK.

Alright enough of that… that is just where this feeling came from. I am freaking out about my money woes, and look at where the country is going. Now, I have to worry about retirement, health care, and possibly my job; since Bush has decided that “certain government programs” are no longer important, and are a good place to shave off funds (so they can be directed to the war). Good plan.

Regardless, I guess I am just stumped. I can’t seem to figure out what I want to do with my life, and I feel like I need to figure it out soon. So many other people seem to have it worked out, or at least in the works, and I just feel like I am spinning my wheels big time. If you guys have ideas… I am all ears. I am going to try and finally read the Abs Diet book, so that I can start that and at least have a hot body while I am miserable.

you fellas watching the Super Bowl tonight?

James and I went OTP this afternoon for a delicious lunch at Sweet Tomatoes (probably one of the best salad bar restaurants I have ever been to), and after we finished eating, we were hurrying to go, when our waitress said this: “What’s the rush, fellas? The Super Bowl doesn’t start for hours!”
James and I laughed, and said, “Well, that doesn’t really matter; we won’t be watching the Super Bowl.”
She responded with, “Why not? You fellas don’t like football?”
I responded with a grin, “Actually, no, we don’t.”
Then she bounced back with, “Well I know I will be watching, all those big, hot men in all that gear; it is definitely something I look forward to!”
I looked at James and we laughed. Then, I told her, “If that is the case, then perhaps we should be watching too!”
Then, of course, she had that look on her face that people get when they realize you are gay, and didn’t know a moment before. Ah, the joyous adventures outside the perimeter. Now, we are safe and sound back in the hood where we gays belong; debating on whether or not we should be watching the Super Bowl tonight.

which is worse?

Having to repair a floor to ceiling crack in your soon-to-be “new” living room, before your new couch arrives next weekend:

OR…

Almost cutting the tip of your middle finger off, as you expertly wield a box cutter:

I knew there was a reason they put warnings on those things!! I will be fine, nothing to worry about, in fact, it doesn’t even really hurt (since I probably cut through all of the nerves). And don’t worry, it really isn’t THAT big of a cut; but hey, I’m gay, everything needs to have a certain level of drama, honey. Also, one fun side effect, is that I can’t use that finger to type, and it has made this one of the longest entries ever, to type.

The worst thing, is that now I’ll never be a hand model! DAMN YOU FATES! You and your cruel, cruel truth! Ah, another dream dashed…

today’s a scarier day, for gay people, after a(nother) brutal attack

Yesterday, a guy walked into a bar in Massachusetts, asked if it was a gay bar, and then started attacking people with a hatchet and shot a couple of other patrons. Three people were injured in the attack before the attacker fled the scene.

Excuse me? What was that? I’m sorry, I thought for a second there, I was describing a fictitious event, because I know there is no way that stuff like this actually happens; but it did. And not only that, there are crimes against gays occurring all over the place right now. In London, a gay couple’s house was set on fire, and other gay people have been attacked and beaten in the streets. They believe it is a backlash to the legalization of gay civil unions in Britain. The police are recommending that gays, lesbians, and transgenders be as careful as possible when walking outside. Wait a minute, WHAT?

Is this the response that people have to gay people now? I know this has happened in the past, but are people really just becoming more willing to beat us up or kill us? How is this even possible? I honestly can’t believe that stuff like this still happens in this day and age. I would like to believe that there can’t be this much hate in the world, and that there is no way people feel that threatened by gay people; at least not enough to try and harm or kill us for being gay. What does that say about people? Are we loosing humanity, and the ability to see other people as equal? You would think that we live in more progressive times. But, given the light of these events, and horrible tragedies like Matthew Shepard, Barry Winchell, and Brandon Teena (among many others), it seems these times aren’t as progressive as they should be.

is that even “leagle”?

Someone just came to my site by searching “leagle 13 year old sex”. Um, yeah. I believe that it is legal. And by legal, I mean, in spelling only, sicko. Check your spelling on those comments folks! You never know what sickos a misspelling is going to bring! (yeah, I feel pretty confident in calling someone who searches for legal ways to have sex with 13 year olds a SICKO.)

a new beginning: re-purposing a room

Well, the elliptical machine has been sold. I will actually kind of miss it, but I love the freedom that I feel has been bestowed upon me, now that it is in a new home. In case you are going, “what?”, then let me give you a little back story… First of all, we have a 3 bedroom bungalow, which isn’t small, but it really isn’t that big either. One of our bedrooms, the one just off of the living room, has always been used as a guest room. Got a visual? Alright… moving on…

James and I started to hate going to the gym, so something convinced us that we needed to plop down about $2000 on a piece of gym equipment, so that we could stop going to the gym. We got fat. Cut to a few months ago, when we decided to join the YMCA to get less fat; what would we do with the elliptical machine, now? It is just sitting there, unused! I KNOW! Let’s sell it and make the guest room, the new living room! That’s right, you heard me; I am making our guest room into our new living room!!! That doesn’t mean we will no longer be entertaining overnight guests, we still have another bedroom that has a full sized deluxe futon in it; and, we may even be able to be persuaded to buy an aerobed or something; so no need to fret.

But now, we will have a great comfy living room, and have enough room to have a full on dining room too!! I never thought the house would actually grow, but I totally feel like it has for me now. And in order to make it into a living room, we went out and bought ourselves a fancy sectional!! Check out the photos:
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newcouch2.jpg
It is actually coming in that brownish color that you see on the piece of fabric draped over the chaise end in the second picture. I CAN’T WAIT TILL THIS BITCH IS IN MY HOUSE!!! It is down-filled!!! DOWNFILLED! I will definitely be falling asleep a lot more while watching movies in my new living room!!! AND, James and I will get to sit together on the same piece of furniture and be comfortable! Life is good!

Now, if I can only convince James that we need a much bigger, and more awesome TV…