Wednesday, 25 November 2009
Have you got your Green Card yet?
In Australia you might think this is your medicare card, but if you're interested in working & living in the USA it's essentially your entry permit. Lavi Soloway has informed me of the nearing of the closing date for the green card lottery, which is your chance to get one of those elusive green cards drawn essentially from a hat. The USA is now also withdrawing the HIV positive ban on those entering the states which may make a big difference for those affected.
Those who are looking to make it big in the States, or just to live and work there for a while or ever, should consider applying. There is more information here to get you started, thanks also to Lavi.
Saturday, 21 November 2009
With the temperature at midnight 32C (90F) it's certainly an early blast of summer (or rapid-fire global warming). Going shirt-off is definitely the way, but when you're working it's not always the easiest thing to do. Having breakfast this morning at my regular, diggies, it was very VERY hard to head back to work. The heat just makes you want to sit and chill, order more drinks and watch the passers by who are increasingly frequent (and gorgeous) in the warmer half of the year. There are predictions of warmer days ahead this weekend - I'm not fond of anything 40+ but it seems it's something I'm going to need to get comfortable with. I just need to find someone who is keen to go skinny dipping one of these warm nights. There's nothing like it on a hot summer night!
Sunday, 15 November 2009
Saturday night around midnight, Federation Square Melbourne. There is a buzz on the street with people out and about, eating, drinking and stumbling home. I'm headed back to the hotel after a progressive dinner in a few funky restaurants and find myself in the middle of a group of women, the tallest comes to about my armpit. I rapidly find out they've been celebrating (we'll call her) Sharon's 30th birthday. Sharon rapidly approaches (are they kidding me?! surely this is a 40th celebration, and I'm being kind) and before I know it I have an intoxicated, overweight woman hanging off me with closed eyes and pursed lips pushing in my direction. The emergency evacuation buzzer alarms and I'm out of there before you can say "gay man's nightmare". I hear the words "he's shy" from the group she's with as I'm running across the busy street narrowly avoiding cars and trams. She has good friends.
Wednesday, 4 November 2009
Summer is rapidly approaching, the pools are filling up with lap swimmers, the gyms with those chasing the ultimate 6 pack and the beaches increasingly decorated with fine examples of this pursuit of physical perfection, or at least the perfect wave, with similar results.
My posts have been a little more serious of late so to break the ice, and to banish it to drinks only for the summer, I'm asking what the example of said pursuit above might have encountered to result in his facial expression?
Write what you think in the comments. Then relax and enjoy the sunshine as nicely demonstrated below. (or if you're in the northern hemisphere, revisit your recent summer memories...)