There are very few things I find more retarded than the concept of a gay man being disallowed from fighting for his country. Regardless of your view on the ongoing wars or even the nature of human beings in general – why should something as simple as sexual orientation stop a person from doing… well… ANYTHING? I get it that people are scared of things that they don’t understand – but realistically: come-fucking-on. There was an article that I was reading that is referenced in the comic: apparently there is a fear of fellating-attacks under cover of darkness… As though we are dick-vampires with an insatiable, uncontrollable need to suckle at the purity of the hetero soldier’s man-pipe. Sounds like arrogance to me that they’d even think I would be interested. A good majority of them service-boys I wouldn’t even give the time of day… But such is life.
As you can imagine – the real world is constantly bleeding into my comics. As I started today’s comic – I knew exactly what I wanted the last panel to look like, and then the white-haired daddy-bear sat across from me at the coffee shop and look at how that changed! As per usual – my ADD gets the best of me, but who can blame it when a hunk of man is rubbing his inner thigh for long stretches… Mmmm. Sometimes, I actually find myself forgetting that I have coffee on my table until its grown cold and unappetizing. But let’s be honest, I come for the coffee and I stay for the scenery.
This coming weekend, I should add – is two things that I’m looking forward to: first and foremost, Motor City Pride. Where, I shall indeed be wandering around with my camera, taking pictures of any goodly sights in order to post them up here. What comes before that, however, is the Motor City Bears annual car wash… Bears in speedos? Yes please. Fuck getting my car washed. I just want to watch for long stretches… VERY long stretches. And then beat off to some pictures that I manage to bring myself to snap, if luck holds and work lets me off early for good behavior. Fingers crossed, baby.
Aside from that – another week goes by and with it, another donation! A roll of dollar coins – which I maintain is possibly one of the most interesting and awesome donations I’ve received for the site. It’s like I’m in medieval times and I was just paid for my services in GOLD! Somewhere, deep inside, the Warcraft geek is demanding that I keep these coins until I have enough to roll around in. Fantasical, I swear.
Lastly – feedback time. I’ve let me hair grow out to a short length where I’m almost able to style it, and its making me nervous. I’m conflicted between a return to the Mohawk or straight-up letting it grow out for a while so I get that Leonidas – 300 thing going. So, the question remains: grow or chop?