Two Dads are Better than None

The adventures of two very adorable gay men trying to become fathers in a crazy ass world

My life is an open book, so for the betterment of all "metro-sexual" kind everywhere, here are some tips of performing a chemical peel for guys everywhere that want to look better.

Here is how guys can perform a simple chemical peel. It helps even out skin color and has long been used to freshen up your skin. I AM NOT A DOCTOR so you use this at your own risk. I am merely posting the results of my own experiment.

YOU MUST PLAN FOR 5-7 DAYS OF NOT REALLY GOING OUT IN PUBLIC, AT LEAST NOT THE FIRST 4-5 DAYS OR SO.

Being curious how the results would be, I purchased a home kit on ebay that came with instructions and 100% strength acid. The two big kinds are Glycol and TCA. You need to dilute them to at least 30%. I did 50% and it burned like hell. I could only last with it on my face for a minute and a half. You also have to watch out because rinsing it off over the sink may cause some to get in your eye. If that happens, start flushing it out and get help. This is not child's play. Remember, you are putting acid on your face and it should "frost" after applying it. In hind site, do a weaker solution instead of what I did. Trust me. Apply it carefully using a q-tip or cotton pad. I preferred to wipe it on with a pad, but it quickly started burning.
After you have neutralized the acid, wash you face with a gentle cleanser. Do it gently. You have just burned off a few layers of skin. Apply the ointment, aloe, vaseline, whatever you have that will not irritate the skin and will add moisture and protect the skin. You may want to fan your face since it will burn and hurt somewhat. Ice packs wrapped in towels are ok too.

The next 24 hours will feel like you have a really bad sunburn. Keep it moist and in a protective healing state. By the next couple of days your face will scab into dark brown skin patches. This is normal. For days it will feel like you have a very tight mud mask on your face.
Give your face a few days to heal and you can and wait for it to begin cracking after it has crusted over. Sounds gross I know, but soon you will have pieces of your skin falling off.
I let mine dry out some by putting a warn cloth on my face. Moisturize and use Advil if it gives you comfort. You should let it do its own thing and TRY HARD not to pick it off. That exposes unhealed skin and can leave scars. Do not even think of going out without SPF 30 on and a ball cap. You face does NOT need sun now, so block it well.

As your skin peels/falls off you will see smooth red skin below it.
Don't rush it and let your face flake off slowly and you will have brighter more even skin beneath it. Remember that you should NOT do this if you have important places to be at least 5 days after applying it I think. You will scare people.

I have included some picture of what I looked like during the process starting at day 1 through day 6 or 7. At the risk of embarrassing myself for the advancement of metros everywhere you can see them here, so don't make fun!

Let me know if you have any questions!


>You know you wanna see..pretty funny really >

Here is a story that will be passed down for generations in my family..As I try to type this up I will have to stop from laughing so hard..

A couple of years ago my mom and Dawson came from Canada to Dallas for the weekend. Through a friend of hers who had a private residence at the very swanky Hotel Zaza, she was able to secure a very nice private apartment next to it with a view that overlooked the Dallas skyline.

They were staying there for the weekend and invited the family over for some wine and cheese so we could act like big shot high rollers. When I asked my mom about the set up, she mentioned that another friend of this friend also had a key to this place, but she was *likely* not stopping by. I thought it would be funny if *she* did.

Being the sneaky son I am, we had some friends coming over that my mom knew, but one friend, Val, who she had never met. You see, my mom had no idea what this woman looked like who supposedly had rights to the place too.

So my mom was having wine and feeling oh so cool in the Hotel ZaZa when I executed my plan. I got Dawson in on it since he also knew my mom was a bit afraid of this stranger showing up, who had a key and potentially more rights to the apartment than she did.

Before all my friends came up to check the swanky digs, I gave Val the key and told her to come in the apartment a few minutes later and just unlock it like she owned the place.

This is where it gets good... so friends come in and are ohhing and ahhing at the nice place and the view of the skyline when Val walks in like she owns the place. My mom has a rather shocked look on her face as this woman she has never met comes walking in as she is in the midst of entertaining as though it were HER place. My mom smiles politely and says some name, and then Val says that she was supposed to have the place this weekend. So Dawson chimes in about packing and moving to a Holiday Inn when I start to get "mad". "Oh great mom, you have no place to stay tonight. We have to leave." And bless my mom's heart, the whole time she just smiled at Val and when I could not stand it anymore we yelled out "April Foools!" and told her Val was in on the joke.

The entire place erupted in laughter and I think a few of us laughed so hard that we cried. It was truly one of the funniest sickest jokes I ever played on my mom. The look on her face was priceless and we still talk about it to this day!

 
 
Let's have some fun at mom's expense. Follow the instructions exactly and you will see a funny video.
 
This funny video cost Brent $75.00. Mom is the star in it. :-)
 
 
2. Enter the following numbers in the spaces provided and log in
 
Citation Number:  PR00027817
License Plate Number: 365LRL
City Code: Plano
 
3. Enter the stupid security code and watch the video
 
4. Now laugh because we all know who was driving at on 1/05 at 9:20AM
 
 
We love you mom but drive safely!!
 
:-)
 

 

I have decided to become a more active blogger. If nothing else, then to practice better writing. I am going to TRY to update this thing weekly, but if I do not, well..you know the story.

1. Techcrunch.com - I have become an avid reader of Michael Arrington's blog. If nothing else, it helps me stay on top of who is doing what on the internet. This site is an essential read for any internet start up. He gives the scoop and tells you what is going on in the conference rooms of silicon valley as soon as it happens.

2. 23andme.com - This WILL be the wave of the future I predict. With backing by Google and several others, you can now spit in a tube and get your genome mapped. For about a grand, you can see your ancestry mapped out find out what your propensity is for Alzheimer's and a slew of other genetic/hereditary based diseases. It was in Wire (which I am also an avid reader of) and these guys go IPO, I would certainly like to get some.

3. Alternative Energy - I know this is a dead horse, but solar power seems to be the wave of the future. Also, wind power would be a great place to look. When we were on the trains in Europe, I was amazed to see so may wind farms. The US has barely tapped into this. Some companies sell consumers wind power only to have it put back into the main grid. If I could pay them for my power and the price was comparable, I would do it. I was also looking at some ETF funds and this might be a smart place to look for opportunities since $100 oil is inevitable in 2008 I think.

4, Vacationoperations.com - (Shameless plug follows) I still think medical tourism has a long ways to climb. People are still hesitant to go abroad for surgery, but if prices do not come down, I think Americans without insurance will have no choice. I am still trying to sell my business on ebay, but I think that long term people will be hopping on planes for facelifts and new hips all the time. See the Michael Moore movie "Sicko" and tell me what you think. Unless our medical system is fixed soon, we will all be screwed. Why not outsource your heart to a Harvard trained doctor in India for 70% less?

5. Buy what you know - Recently I have been watching the US economy balance on the brink of a recession and this makes for scary investing. Nintendo was HUGE this past holiday and after we played it some, I see huge upside for this company. The only problem is that it is traded as a pinksheet (an over the counter security) which means you have less visibility into it. NTDOY.PK would be SO much more attractive if it were NOT a pinksheet. In other interesting areas of investing, I believe McDonalds will do well in 08. In Europe I noticed that the Europeans had no problem lining up at the McCafe for their lattes and I like their business model. There is nothing sexy or attractive about the golden arches, but it is smart to buy what you know and SEE. What I saw did not lie, and I may get into McD's soon too.MCD

Those are the thoughts in my head for this Tuesday. I will try better to update this again soon. On an interesting side note, I am also attempting a chemical peel. I will let you know how that turns out. Also, along the start-up front, I got a linked in invite from a character in Ft Worth. They seem to embody the true essence of a start up and loved their wit. Poke around their site and watch the video on one bag packing. I love it! Starrtincup.com

Brent: What follows is an interesting read if you have seen both Into the Wild and American Psycho; one fact one fiction. I am not sure who wrote it, but here is the link:http://classweb.gmu.edu/WAC/EnglishGuide/Critical/Sample/alexbateman.html

The author’s note for the travel essay/biography Into the Wild begins with the following passage: “In April 1992, a young man [Chris McCandless] from a well-to-do East Coast family hitchhiked to Alaska and walked alone into the wilderness north of Mt. McKinley.” Similarly, the book jacket for Bret Easton Ellis’s fictional work American Psycho reads that “Patrick Bateman is handsome, well educated, and intelligent,” working by day on Wall Street while his nights are spent “in ways we cannot begin to fathom.” Although one text centered on a fictional character and the other on a real person, both books present the same social criticism. Each of these high-achieving, intelligent, and charming men sought escape—through an alter ego – from mainstream society because they had difficulty forging a satisfying sense of self in modern America. However, neither could form a genuine identity due to the lingering influence of capitalist society. Thus, these texts criticize American society for disenchanting its most promising individuals and stifling the establishment of “identity." [note]

Both “protagonists” of these works began their journeys as promisingly handsome, athletic, and intelligent young men. Chris McCandless had “grown up in an affluent suburb of Washington, D.C., where he’d excelled academically and had been an elite athlete” (A1). He was a college graduate of a school where he had been editor of the student newspaper and achieved a 3.72 grade-point average. Furthermore, Chris had inherited his mother’s “angelic features, most notably her eyes, the black depths of which betrayed his every emotion” (110). In sum, McCandless was by all appearances the quintessential American youth. [note]

Ellis’s fictional protagonist Patrick Bateman had much in common with McCandless. [note] Bateman was a graduate of an Ivy League school and was a privileged twenty-six year old working in his father’s Wall Street business that he would one day inherit. Furthermore, men and women alike were attracted to Bateman, and he was constantly being asked if he was a model: “What in god’s name are you dong with a stud like Bateman?” (26). His fiancé summarized his seeming normality as she frequently referred to him as “the boy next door” (11). Bateman was like McCandless in his well-adjusted appearance.

However, Bateman and McCandless wanted to be anything but “the boy next door.” [note] McCandless displayed a “fervent condemnation of capitalist society” (44). His friends and acquaintances recalled that he would grow angry whenever discussing politicians or mainstream American life. According to his mother, Chris “believed that wealth was shameful, corrupting, inherently evil” (115). [note] These beliefs stemmed from intensive readings of wilderness authors such as Thoreau and London who believed that man was most himself when battling the wild. Furthermore, [note] Chris’s disheartening experience with his successful capitalist father further discouraged him from accepting mainstream society. Walt McCandless had fathered a child by his former wife while still with Chris’s mother, and Chris only stumbled upon the truth when he was in his early twenties. Thus, McCandless’s entrepreneurial father who epitomized capitalism had deceived Chris while the wild, on the other hand, beckoned him.

Meanwhile, Ellis’s protagonist Patrick Bateman was a perfect example of what Chris despised. Bateman was well-educated, handsome, increasingly rich, and devoid of feeling. Bateman had been raised in the yuppie image and had become so engrossed in his pursuit of the American Dream that he had no moral grounding or sense of self. Furthermore, his yuppie role only reinforced his emptiness. Bateman perfected the yuppie façade so well that he was constantly mistaken for his interchangeable peers. “Paul Owen has called me Marcus four times….Anyway, no one has corrected Owen and it’s unlikely anyone will” (143). Furthermore, the only names Bateman and his friends did remember were the brand names they wore. Consequently, Bateman found that “everything failed to subdue me. Soon everything seemed dull: another sunrise, the lives of heroes, falling in love, war, the discoveries people made about each other” (282). In brief, Bateman could not erect an identity under the upper class conditions he was born into. In his boredom Bateman was as disengaged with middle/upper class life as McCandless and also sought an alternative. [note]

Of interesting contrast were the two men’s views on the homeless and lower-class citizens of capitalist America; both took an abnormal interest in this demographic of the American population. During the opening chapter of American Psycho, Bateman’s companion eloquently discussed the confusion felt by an educated man when looking upon a homeless person. Bateman’s companion was intrigued by the homeless, and “his eyes fixed on a beggar at the corner of Second and Fifth,’ that’s the twenty-fourth one I’ve seen today. I’ve kept count” (4). He elaborated on his feelings about the homeless in-between nonchalant rants about bars, socialites, disease, sex and blue blazers:

When you’ve just come to the point when your reaction to the times is one of total and sheer acceptance, when your body has become somehow tuned into the insanity and you reach that point where it all makes sense, when it clicks, we get some crazy fucking homeless nigger who actually wants those streets…and we have a mayor who won’t let the bitch have her way-Holy Christ-let the fucking bitch freeze to death, put her out of her own goddamn self-made misery, and look, you’re back where you started, confused, fucked (6). [note]

Clearly, it is difficult to understand such a dramatically varying lifestyle from one’s own, or to know how to address such persons.

Patrick Bateman also had a strange fascination with the homeless who bombarded the Manhattan streets. “I wave to a beggar on the corner of Forty-ninth and Eighth, then give him the finger” (94). Bateman frequently engaged in such antisocial behavior with the homeless. In another instance, Bateman brushed past a crying homeless man of middle age. “He’s blind and I step on his foot, which is actually a stump, causing him to drop his cup, scattering change all over the sidewalk. Did I do this on purpose? What do you think? Or did I do this accidentally?” (82). Throughout the text Bateman mocks, physically assaults and verbally taunts the homeless.

Meanwhile, Chris McCandless had an utterly divergent response to the homeless. While other high school students were attending keggers, McCandless chose a different pastime. He would instead “wander the seedier quarters of Washington, chatting with prostitutes and homeless people, buying them meals, earnestly suggesting ways they might improve their lives” (113). Chris’s admiration for this existence was apparent when he abandoned all of his belongings and wandered the United States as a vagabond with next to nothing. Chris found the less fortunate compelling and wanted to explore their lifestyle before becoming locked in the ennui of middle class existence.

One can speculate that the generous upbringings of these young men fostered these unusually strong reactions to the homeless. As mentioned earlier, McCandless and Bateman were both highly educated, successful youths whose boredom with the norm reflected a high level of intelligence. This combination left these men with ambiguous feelings about their own upbringings and consequently that of others. The homeless population represented for both McCandless and Bateman the unexplored components of their own personalities. Both men had been raised under capitalist expectations to win at the expense of others, and seek wealth, fame and stability etc. However, these values had left Bateman and McCandless unsatisfied. The homeless meanwhile, took little part in climbing the American ladder to success or pulling themselves up-by-their bootstraps. Thus, their lifestyle was so contradictory to that of Bateman and McCandless that it was a source of confusion. McCandless on the one hand, embraced the lifestyle of the homeless; while Bateman was enraged and revolted by it. Thus the immense disparity between “the haves” and “the have-nots” of America contributed to Bateman and McCandless’s confusion and their ensuing inability to find peace of mind in mainstream American life. [note]

Bateman and McCandless viewed the world through the same opposing lenses that each saw the homeless. On the one hand, McCandless believed that his small contributions to the world and interactions with others were worthwhile even if they didn’t change everything at once. Many of the people who encountered McCandless were struck by his convictions and were persuaded to change their lives. Of prime example was Ron Franz, who had been living a secluded retirement in his trailer. McCandless encouraged him to “move around, be nomadic, make each day a new horizon” (57). Franz did indeed move, and was among a number of people deeply devastated by Chris’s death. Although Chris was on a personal, spiritual quest, he nonetheless managed to touch the lives of countless people along his journey through his concern for the welfare of others. Chris saw the world in the same way that he saw the homeless: all could be changed for the better, even if only one at a time.

Conversely, Bateman knew that the world was plagued with problems and felt uncompelled to act. He rambled on for an awkwardly long time at a dinner party about the “pressing problems at hand. Well, we have to end apartheid for one. And slow down the nuclear arms race, stop terrorism and world hunger” (15). His diatribe further included domestic problems, care for the elderly, a cure for AIDS, environmental protection, and education standards to name a few. His final statement was the most ironic considering the level of personal hypocrisy: “Most importantly we have to promote general social concern and less materialism in young people” (16). Bateman’s intent in this passage is unclear; it is easy to assume he was being humorous, but he spoke of these problems with an obvious understanding of them, leaving his irony to be questioned. Bateman was painfully aware of the ills of the world, and was so overwhelmed by them that he was rendered incompetent to address them. Bateman was the epitome of capitalist values: consumed in his quest to become as rich, handsome and well-known as possible with complete disregard to the welfare of others. This lifestyle however, did not succeed in subduing his angst, just as it hadn’t satisfied McCandless. [note]

Bateman and McCandless sought escape from the society that bred their confusion by building a new identity. “To symbolize the complete severance from his previous life, [McCandless] adopted a new name, Alexander Supertramp and was now 'master of his own destiny'"(23). McCandless shed his former identity by abandoning his beloved Dotson in the Mojave Desert along with other belongings of “Chris McCandless,” such as a much-played guitar and other personal items. However, McCandless’s attempted escape from the suffocating mainstream American life was ineffective. Nick Jans, a former DC resident who lives in the Arctic Circle wrote the following about McCandless:

McCandless’s contrived asceticism and a pseudo literary stance…postcards, notes and journals…read like the work of an above average, somewhat histrionic high school kid (72).

Jans eloquently noted the trite escapism and lack of novelty that was McCandless’s attempt at being original. McCandless was just one of innumerable men seduced by writings that glorified man battling nature. McCandless “escaped” American society by diving head first into a classic and trite form of American escapism.

Patrick Bateman also tried a different persona in the hopes that it could lead to a more satisfying existence. After his yuppie identity failed to fulfill him, Bateman created an identity as a serial killer in an attempt to connect with something beyond brand names. This extreme choice in character was useful for fictional writing choices. Under Bateman’s yuppie persona, he was a charming and empathetic youth and the most dramatic opposite of this was a killer. Bateman simply could not stand the ennui of his yuppie status: “”Patrick…He’s the boy next door, aren’t you honey?’ ‘No I’m not,’ I whisper to myself. ‘I’m a fucking evil psychopath’” (20). However, Bateman again only reinforced the emptiness he sought exodus from. The violence Bateman committed was cliché and reminiscent of porn and horror films. In one scene entitled “Texas Chainsaw Massacre II” Bateman committed a murder identical to those of its namesake. Bateman, in fact, recognized his inclination to viewing life through a Hollywood lens:

I am so used to imagining everything happening the way it occurs in movies, visualizing it somehow into the shape of events on a screen…hallucinate the camera panning low around us…the 70 mm image of her lips parting and the subsequent murmur of ‘I want you’ in Dolby sound (265). [note]

Bateman’s perception and interaction with the world in his new serial persona was still a mere manifestation of pop-culture consumerism. Bateman, like McCandless, was still heavily influenced by American culture despite his attempt to build something apart from it.

A comment of Professor Anderson’s about McCandless applied equally well to Bateman and McCandless. Both were trying to address “a tension between the ego and the urge for anonymity.” Although McCandless made himself unfamiliar with those who had known him as Chris McCandless, he nonetheless wanted recognition under his assumed name. Alexander Supertramp was not exactly a humble name. Furthermore, “Alex” frequently left brief messages indicating his presence. Thus McCandless was clearly unsure as to what level of obscurity or distinction he wanted. Bateman’s behavior also reflected uncertainty. Bateman was trying to separate himself from his equally boring and rich peers by becoming a serial killer. However, his lack of effort in setting himself apart under normal circumstances indicated a level of ambivalence toward establishing a sense of self apart from the majority. In fact, in some instances, Bateman appreciated such anonymity. For example, Bateman used the fact that people often mistook him for someone else to abuse their privileges i.e. leaving a party in someone else’s limo) [note] and behave badly (i.e. renting prostitutes and abusing them under the names of friends). Both McCandless and Bateman were not only having difficulty understanding their role in American society and thus their identities, but also in deciding how unique and renown an identity to forge.

Chris McCandless and Patrick Bateman both represented America’s increasing fascination with the horror of the normal. Bateman’s yuppie self was the personification of the evil of banality: the insidiously insipid and indistinctive countenance of capitalist consumer culture. Bateman and McCandless attempted to escape this horrific existence by adopting new identities: one as a serial killer, and the other as a vagabond. Both however, failed to develop a satisfying sense of self independent of mainstream America’s influence. According to American Psycho and Into the Wild, American values and society are not conducive to intelligent people seeking self-exploration and understanding of the world, in sum people seeking an identity. [note]

Works Cited
Ellis, Bret E. American Psycho. New York: Vintage Books of Random House, 1991.

Krakauer, Jon. Into the Wild. New York: Random House Books, 1996.

Frankfurt
We flew into Frankfurt and stayed there a bit and were greeted with snow...finally, a white Christmas! Germany is such an efficient and cool country and even if you cannot speak the language well it is easy to get around. When I tried my German on them, they were nice enough to reply back in German. We stayed in a cool little hotel that was full on white in every room..very modern. We did some sightseeing and ate some wurst. If you think Mercedes are cool cars, remember that even their taxis are usually a Benz. Of course the dollar was crap, but it was interesting seeing how different parts of Europe are getting used to the Euro. Unfortunately I think that will hurt the dollar even more as the Euro becomes the world currency. While we extolled the virtues of European living, a bartender reminded us that their system sometimes rewards you too much for NOT working (ie getting paid little more than someone who is on the "dole") We stayed a block from the Westbanhof station and took the train to Vienna the next morning. The train ride was great and was just another reminder that the US needs to fully get on board with that. It is truly the most relaxing and beautiful way to travel, given the time and cost, and I would pick a train over an airplane any day.

Vienna
The ride to Vienna was about 7 hours and the German trains were nice, clean and fast. When we arrived in Vienna we chose to stay in a very central location just two blocks from the Stephansdom, the central cathedral there. We arrived on Christmas eve and were greeted with lights, old world charm and a Christmas mass in one of the most beautiful and oldest churches I have been in. It was undergoing renovations but they had literally photoshop-ed life size black and white picture of the church onto itself. We did a lot of sightseeing in Vienna and saw lots of palaces, art, cafes and some really cool historical stuff. We realized just how pricey it can be when a very nice bartender named Sasha presented us with a tab of 150 euros after a night of patying..ouch! We headed to the cafes for breakfast and planned our agendas the next day. So much to do and see, I would love to go back again and totally recommend Vienna if you have the chance.

Hungary
After a few days in Vienna we took a train to Budapest where we had rented an apartment for the week. The train ride was a lot different than coming into Vienna. The Hungarian railway was not quite as new or modern as the Germain rail. Still, the fare was cheap and for a bit extra you can upgrade to a private compartment where nice Hungarian girls sell you beer for 2 euros a can. You can certainly feel the different between new and old Europe as you head into Hungary. The houses, cars, business, language and even demeanor of the people seemed different. We arrived in Budapest and quickly converted some Euros into Forint to ride the subway. Budapest was COLD. We settled into a little apartment near the city center close to Deak station. A guy named Csaba that rented apartments gave us the lay of the land. When he greeted us carrying an electrical heater I got a bit worried. The apartment was clean but small and had NO HEAT!!! Luckily, the two space heaters worked fine else we would have checked into the hotel down the street. Greg was not as convinced, but I totally dug the gritty Hungarian culture. We were warned that young women might approach us and ask us if we knew where any bars were. Sure enough, on 2 occasions these very pretty young ladies asked us if we knew where any bars or pubs were. The way it works is they find tourists and take them to bars for over priced drinks. Boy did they peg the wrong marks! When they asked us for bars we suggested a place we knew of called "Action" bar, but they did not seem to be interested in drinks in our type of bars...wonder why? ;-)

Saw lots of churches, took a river cruise, explored the Pest side, had some really good food and even checked out one of their famous baths from warm springs that Budapest is famous for. I was not impressed. It was gross and smelled like sulfur. Budapest was quite affordable I thought and I had always wanted to go there. We rang in the new year at a big club with dancing and drinking until wee hours of the morning. We spent the day after recovering and using our GSM cellphone we got for cheap to wish friends and family a happy new year. I highly recommend doing this if you go..in fact I can give you a European cell phone if you want one.

All in all, we had a great time and our only regret is that we did not have more time and money to spend there...SIGH! Back to work~

There is a link below for the pics if you are interested. After going to India and Europe the past few months, I am confident in saying that our travels are over for awhile. Those loong flights are...how do you say in German..SCHEISS!

We are happy to be back safe and sound and highly recommend this trip if you have the chance. I am TOTALLY looking forward to starting back at Countrywide with my old team soon and Greg is already up to his eyes in work.

Here is wishing you and those you love much happiness, health, success in 2008!

Warm regards,

Brent & Greg

Frankfurt, Vienna & Budapest 1/3/08 8:30 PM

(Literature / Music / Painting)

I am kind of a big deal. People know me. I'm very important. I have many leather-bound books and my office smells of rich mahogany. I am also sarcastic. Truth be told, I would rather write short stories out of my garage everyday, like Raymond Carver. If I were a poet, I would be Thoreau. I have a penchant for Vonnegut, Camus and cheesy coming-of-age movies. If I were a musician I would sing sad folk songs mixed with anthem dance music. I drew and painted as a child. If I were an artist I would be a combination of Frank Lloyd Wright and MC Escher. Texture and depth excites me. I have failed at a million things but somehow I want to keep on trying. It is better to fail at a million things than be good at only one I think.


(Me / Self / Identity)

I am proud to be both Gay and part Native American. I was raised by my beautiful single mother and a little sister in the suburbs of Dallas Texas. She did good considering the odds with me :-) ... I was a bit of hellion filled with wanderlust, and I still am at times. After finishing UT in Austin I wanted to see the world, so I did...25 countries so far and counting. I spent 6 years traveling and working in Asia (mostly Japan) and got my Masters degree in Tokyo. I speak Japanese and German and have taught at a university and a few colleges around the globe. Professionally I have worked for mostly Fortune 500 companies and lived in Tokyo, New York and Texas. I could really give a rat's ass what you or society in general think about me or my "lifestyle". I am rock solid and have the battle scars to prove it.

Professionally I work in IT and have worked at all kinds of companies all over the place; big Japanese companies and American ones, small start-ups and government jobs too. I have worked as a busboy, a nanny, a waiter, a camp counselor, a college professor and as a consultant/trainer. The weirdest job I have ever had was working in a Karaoke bar in Japan.

I have survived growing up in Texas, crappy father figures, an earthquake, motorcycles in foreign lands, daytrading, layoffs, becoming a proud and out gay man and 9/11. The fact that I am gay is probably the least interesting thing about me and if you don't think so, you and I would probable have very little in common.

I love to travel and explore new ideas.

(Religion / Spirituality)

I was raised Christian but tend to favor a more Buddhist/Meditative approach to spirituality. I simply refuse to belive that there is only one true God and only one group has the key. My preferred temple of worship is in the middle of the forest surrounded by trees and water, but I can appreciate any sacred sanctuary.

(People That Matter)

My partner, my family, my close friends. I have a dog named Rudy that I love dearly too. I care about the world and people’s feelings, sometime too much, sometimes not enough. I am an open book and have nothing to hide. I always try to put people first and I love a lively debate, a philosophical dicsussion and connecting with others.

When I have passed through this life I know I will not be remembered for the things I accomplished but for the people I touched. I pick the people I choose to spend my time with carefully. I have a strong disdain for the vapid self touting windbags. If the things, ideas and people we add to our lives do not add value then they likely take it away.

(Habits / Vices)

I like cigars and struggle with being a non-smoker. I occassionally like to gamble and drinking some is not neccessarily a bad thing if done in moderation. Travel can be an addiction too. I also like all kinds of food, a good wine, and an even better beer. I love to be outdoors with the sun shining on my face. I have an intense interest in other languages, cultures, religions and people who are different. Eating cookies and drinking milk will always make you feel better, no matter what. Music is the canvas you live your life against and should be embraced.

(Interests / Hobbies / Idiosyncrasies)

I don’t care much at all for sports and could care less who won what. I digg foreign films and could watch movies for days, especially character driven stories I can connect to. I love to paint with watercolors and write short stories when I feel cathartic. Teachers are grossly underpaid and unappreciated in our culture, as are artists, writers and people who work with their hands.

Random interests include modern architecture, Dadaism, asian art, gadgets, Japanese cars, Six Feet Under, self help books, 80s music, flowers, motorcycles, Napolean Dynamite, Sherman Alexie, J-Pop, Chess, Wired, Out, Birds of Paradise, Cruise Ships, Parodies, Blogging, the Human Rights Campaign, Astrology, Astronomy, Fibonacci and Candlestick charting, Ayn Rand, Existentialsim, Medical Tourism, decorating, Dali, jogging, DJ/House music, Star Trek, The Family Guy, Shogi, Bashing the Religious Right, Mysoginist Literature, Craigslist, Ebay, Techcruch, Yahoo Finance, Apple anything, Google, Adoption, anything New York, Mensa, Teaching speaking and cooking Japanese, Buddhism, iTunes, Maps, Fasting, Lonely Planet, Tatami Mats and good coffee.

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We are a committed gay couple of almost 10 years who are trying to start a family of our own. This is our story.

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