I think it was Mark Twain who once said, "reports of my death are greatly exagerated." How fitting that I would choose to begin this post with a quote; I once used quotes quite extensively. I'm sure that the editor of the local rag (Sarnia This Week) will be pleased to know that I didn't look this one up in my Oxford Dictionary of Modern quotations.
Anyway, I suppose this is not exactly the appropriate forum to make such an announcement but I'm so anxious to get this off my chest that I'm not going to be particularly selective. There was a reason why I began this post with the Mark Twain quote on reports of his death as it ties in nicely with the subject of this post.
If I may take the liberty of borrowing the above quote from Mark Twain, I would like to stress that reports of my wanting female companionship are greatly exagerated. To cut a long story short, I am as gay as the day is long and I'm coming out of the closet.
I suppose that certain "Gods" may have some rather amazing video footage that they'll attempt to use to prove me wrong... Or at least that's what I hear. Ya know, their video footage and five dollars might get them a value meal at McDonalds.
Anyway, I'm glad to finally be coming out of the closet and I feel that a tremendous burden has been lifted from my shoulders.
Smile; Life is Beautiful