Ginormous is a Real Word

I was certain ginormous was a made up term, like irregardless. Here I thought my friends and I have been using it ironically. This ruins everything.

gi·nor·mous | adjective
Etymology: gigantic + enormous
Extremely large, humongous

Happy Birthday Charo!

Best celebrity moment ever.

Ultimate gay that I am, I practically hyperventilated when my 80s icon, Charo, came in to our studio for an interview a few months ago.

Under normal circumstances, I would never approach someone for a photo in a professional situation. But it was my one chance, so I bent the rules a little. On the sly, I asked the producer who set up the interview if I could get a quick picture with Charo.

She was amazing. "Choo want picture with me?" she asked, eyes sparkling. She's quite stunning and every bit as energetic in person. "JES! Of courth! Jew are gorgeous!" Then she pulled me by the waist, gave me a big hug and kissed me on both cheeks as I snapped this photo with my camera-phone.

That's right. Charo says I'm gorgeous. And I believe her.

I Take That Back, I Blame Avitable!

The other day, I got serious for a minute. Seriously immature.

I basically threw a pissy bitch fit. I was upset at myself. Still, that's like the first time I was real in this new blog space and it's weird -- I don't really want to share my feelings, I just want to make fun of planet earth and everyone on it.

Now, my head is back in the game and I blame my meltdown on Adam Avitable. He gave me a complex. That dude is a prolific writing machine and it makes me feel less than worthy. How dare he make me insecure!

But that's just the thing, dare I get serious again. Nobody can make you feel anything. You allow them to do that. And of course I'm joking, it would be stupid to feel that way. I admire his ability to run a great blog and update with such frequency. I was upset with what I perceived as my failure to do so.

It wasn't just that, in fact it was much, much bigger. A lot of stuff was getting under my skin and making me a loony. Loonier.

When my headspace is fucked, every little thing messes with me and rattles my cage. When in the right frame of mind, there is an invisible shielf around me and all the bullshit bounces right off.

Just like Wonder Woman with her awesome bracelets.

So I guess the moral of this story is that funny people inspire me to hate them and I can deflect bullets.

YouTube Tuesday

Okay! Yesterday I had a bitch fit -- at myself. Fun times. I'm over that now and it's time to bring back the funny.

"Stephanie, I need to tell you something. You are a tranny that looks like a hot mess, and not in a good way. You're a tickity-tack tranny hot mess out of control super tranny from transylvania who is not apologizing for it"



I think I've watched that clip about 50 times and since its probably not half as funny if you didn't watch the show -- here's a bonus video: "Mom scares the gay out of kid"

Yah, right.

It's Official! This Blog Sucks

I hate this dump.

The sad state of affairs on this site is all my fault. I won't but the blame on anyone else. They didn't have anything to do with this crap.

I've been so consumed with posting something -- anything -- over the past few weeks that the value of what I was posting declined to the point where even I was bored with it. Then I posted about how I didn't have time to write. What a treat for you, dear reader! You have no reason to keep reading this blog, because I haven't given you one.

At the start of the year, I committed to blogging every single day. I can't do it. I failed. And so that got me thinking. My expectations are too high.

Realistically, I'm already working as a professional writer and freelance writer as well. My web sites are supposed to be about free-form expression and gay stuff like that. Filling these pages with a whole bunch of lame shit isn't going to satisfy anyone.

The moral of the story: lower your expectations.

Slave4U

This week is flying by and I have so much to do. There truly is no rest for the wicked. I need a personal assistant to boss around.

I'm not sure if that would make me any more productive, but it would be fun to have a slave.

Oscar Wilde Once Said...

"Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much."

Hahaha -- you fell!

Say Aloud, Repeat

I can do anything.

Steal My Beauty at I'm Not Obsessed

A popular celebrity blog just added a new style section to the site and I'm very happy to annouce that I'm the male beauty guru!

I'll be writing about men's products at Beauty.ImNotObsessed.com

I think this means, at least for now, I won't be posting new Steal My Beauty sections here.

This week at I'm Not Obsessed with Beauty:

Revisiting an old classic meets something new and organic

Best Men's Toner and the frugal alternative

My favorite all-over scrub and a great every day anti-acne wash

Ultimate shave and lather brush

Beauty Weapons and hand defense

Stainless Steel Foot Smoother

Saturday Link Lust

LastSeason.com :: Major discounts on high quality clothes from the UK.

Get Human :: Aiming to convince enterprises that providing high quality customer service and having satisfied customers costs much less than providing low quality customer service and having unsatisfied customers.

Beauty.ImNotObsessed.com :: New style & beauty section on one of the web's fastest growing celebrity blogs. Men's grooming tips by yours truly!

Roids n Rants :: Unabashed gay porn. Fetish, erotic comics, hardcore men, leather daddy types, multi-ethnic, boy next-door gone bad peanut butter -- yah, like any of you bothered to read this far before clicking on the link.