One night, when I was just 18, I was walking downtown towards one of the 18+ bars in Austin. I was in the mood to go out, however, the rest of my friends were all happily coupled off and didn't like to go out as much. As I was walking down the street I was stopped… Continue reading JT and Me

  In 2004 I received an email from my friend Trong, who lived in London. We hadn't seen each other in years, and he wanted to catch up. We emailed back and forth for a few days and he suggested that we should go on a holiday together. I thought it would be a wonderful… Continue reading Zurich, Absinthe & Tina Turner

On a chilly winter night back in Boston, is how I came to discover what happens after we die. Jerry (boyfriend at the time) and I went to see a rather forgettable movie earlier in the evening and neither of us were happy about it. We had a movie theater dinner (Hot dogs, popcorn, etc) and… Continue reading Death, or something like it

13 February 2015 I had been living in Paris for 6 weeks. At that point I had stopped my classes at the EF Language School, as the staff and the entire program was not adequate for learning a new language. I had been working for a fashion stylist in Paris, and got to experience the wonder that… Continue reading Paris, after dark

I moved to NYC in July of 2011, only knowing one person there who actually lived in NJ and another friend from Boston, but worked in Manhattan quite often. The friend from NJ, Miguel, introduced me to his group of rather tame friends and we all hung out together pretty regularly. As much fun as that group… Continue reading The New York City Gay Men’s Chorus

In 1991 I began first grade with Mrs. Robinson as my teacher. I enjoyed school, and since my mother taught me to read the summer before, I had an advantage in class. Learning to read and understanding new words was something of a thrill for me.  I was always a very happy child, and made… Continue reading Type 1 Diabetes

On a cool October evening back in 1999, my family was watching television and chatting, unwinding for the night. My father said he wanted to go outside for some air, and me, enjoying the cooler weather, was happy to join him outside. We turned on the front porch light and as we stepped outside we… Continue reading Armadillo Attack

My dad has always been an incredible person. Over the years I have learned more and more how truly lucky and blessed I am to have such an amazing human being as my dad. Growing up, we did not have much money, and my dad worked very hard to support my mother, my siblings and myself.… Continue reading My Father, the Greatest!

Before the ridicule begins, let me start off by saying that the Spice Girls have been my favorite pop group ever since they began. A young gay man, such as myself, needs something fun and energetic to get his pulse racing and those five cheeky ladies did it for me. Their reunion tour was announced… Continue reading The Spice Girls hit New England

Fire Island has always been a magical and enchanting retreat for me(and hundreds of thousands of others as well). An island where you can go lay on the beach, without having to worry about children running, screaming, annoying you. This island is a party, 24/7 with free-flowing cocktails, exciting circuit parties, amazing friends & orgasmic orgies (literally).  There… Continue reading Fire Island Pines, Ablaze