God Bless the USA (Network)

I could sit around watching "NCIS" and "House" reruns all day. Darn work always getting in the way. And pesky sleep, too.

I'm Sure This Post Will Tick off Somebody

I have no problem with people exercising their rights to free speech and assembly for all these tax day "tea parties" going on around the country today. The frustration is understandable: I actually had to pay Uncle Sam when I filed my taxes this year for the first time ever! It was less than $50, but considering I barely made any more money than I did the previous year (and got a refund then), it's rather irritating that I somehow crossed into a higher tax bracket.

What's really annoying me today, however, is the handful of seemingly misinformed people (who seem to be the only ones gravitating toward the live television interviews) citing President Obama as the lone person responsible for current tax rates and the abomination of government bailout funds. Remember folks, the first "bailouts" and "rescues" for the financial industry were signed into law under the previous Republican administration (even prior to the election, before Obama had any influence as President-Elect). Yes, it is absolutely true Obama and the current Democratically-controlled Congress did indeed approve an enormous "economic stimulus" (or additional bailout, if you prefer) after taking office, and taxpayer's frustration with that can be justified. But the Obama administration also led the charge to reduce the weekly federal income tax withholding from your paycheck (I had about $20 extra in my last check). That's lower taxes approved by, gasp!, Obama!

Is the current federal government doing everything right? No. Should taxpayers vent their frustration? Absolutely. And thankfully, the vast majority of people realize there's enough blame to go around on both sides of the aisle.

Lash out, baby.

The Last Four (Or So) Months

December 2008: Hooked up with Sales Guy shortly before going home for the holidays (reference this post for the cast of characters)

January 2009: Went on a date with Country Med Student. Was dropped like a bad habit (via text message) by Country Med Student about three days later. Decided to keep hanging out with (and hooking up with) Sales Guy. Tried to make-good on everyone's favorite New Year's Resolution of finally getting fit and ripped, but was detoured from regular gym trips by a nasty flu bug and long-awaited lasik surgery.

February 2009-Present: Work, work, work, hang out with Sales Guy, work, get into text message exchange misunderstanding with Sales Guy, work, work, work, hang out with Sales Guy, work, get into text message exchange misunderstanding with Sales Guy, work, work, work, start eating healthy and going to the gym again semi-regularly, work, work, work, get into text message exchange misunderstanding with Sales Guy... (you get the idea)

Most of that time period: Didn't really think about the blog. Didn't really have anything to blog about. Kind of felt blogging was no longer enjoyable anyway when everything I said was getting reamed out in the comments

One or two brief, fleeting moments during that time period: Considered permanently deleting the blog.

Some point last week: I miss blogging. I wonder if I have anything worth saying anymore?

Last Thursday-Present: Grew a set and decided what the hell, I'll write a thing or two when I feel like it.

Right now: Saying thanks to the faithful readers who missed my posting and were curious about what I've been up to. Thanks guys, you're the best! This post's for you.

The M&C Renaissance

For about two weeks there, I was renewing an enjoyable love affair with macaroni and cheese. Not the regular kind, the boxes with the funny character shapes, because I insist the odd noodles somehow make it taste better.

Tater tots are also really good (not with macaroni and cheese, though, that would be gross).

Of course neither of these childhood guilty pleasures are especially good for you, which is a total buzzkill when all you crave after a long day's work is a big plate of comfort food.

Status Update

In the style of the Facebook/MySpace/Twitter vernacular the kids are using these days...

ANONYBOY... did indeed fall off the face of the planet!

(or maybe not...)

You Know...

Apparently I did remember I had this blog.

Welcome to the Gayborhood

For the one of you concerned that the last break-up led me to give up the ghost, rest assured, I'm still here. It's been tough, but The Boy and I have transitioned into friendship, although it still stings a little when we're out for a friendly drink and he comments about a cute guy that walks by.

Meantime, it appears I've been living in the gayest apartment complex in town, and I didn't even know it until recently (although the leasing agent who checked me in a couple years ago was pretty flaming, so maybe that should have been an indication). I've recently met two good-looking homos who live nearby. One is a cute med student with a country accent who lives in my buidling; the other is a retail manager who lives in another building across the parking lot. Both have expressed an interest in getting to know me better, which is exciting. Although that leaves me playing a delicate balancing act to make sure I don't piss off Sales Guy if I end up playing doctor with Country Med Student. Or vice versa. Since they both know where I live. Haha.

There's also one more homo in the complex. It happens to be a guy I went on a date with last summer when he lived out of town. He, like many others before him, lost interest and stopped communicating with me. And now he lives in the very same apartment complex. I haven't actually run into him yet (it's a big complex, thankfully), I actually found this out through Country Med Student, who had met him previously. Still, funny how it all works out.