Dear Mormon friends,
Please don't ever use the phrase "I'm sorry you feel that way" ever again. Thank you.
Much love,
Captain Midnight
Friday, November 5, 2010
Sunday, October 24, 2010
I'll Take A Heaping Order of Gay, Please.
This video is almost enough to make me go straight:
But then I just have to watch this video and everything's back to normal:
Yeah, ain't nothin' ever gonna make me not gay.
But then I just have to watch this video and everything's back to normal:
Yeah, ain't nothin' ever gonna make me not gay.
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Good Lord I'm Gay
I often pride myself in the fact that I'm not one of those gays who is into musicals. I hate all the songs from Wicked, Rent, Les Miserables, and countless others. PBS aired the show Cats once and for some reason I watched it, scratching my head the entire time wondering what the hell was going on. And above all, I absolutely cannot stand watching Glee anymore.
However, I must admit that I'm a closet Barbra fan, and I actually do enjoy a lot of the older musicals out there both of the Barbra variety or otherwise (Hello Dolly, The Music Man, The Sound of Music, etc). Last night I finally watched Funny Girl, and *shock* I really liked it.
Fast forward to today: I have been awake and at work for two hours, and it already feels like the longest day in creation. I was literally about to break down and cry, so I decided to take a break and go for a walk. While walking Barbra suddenly started singing at me in my head, and - it makes me feel horribly horribly tacky to say this - I started feeling better.
The moral of the story: I am a big ol' queermosexual, and I love me some Barbra.
However, I must admit that I'm a closet Barbra fan, and I actually do enjoy a lot of the older musicals out there both of the Barbra variety or otherwise (Hello Dolly, The Music Man, The Sound of Music, etc). Last night I finally watched Funny Girl, and *shock* I really liked it.
Fast forward to today: I have been awake and at work for two hours, and it already feels like the longest day in creation. I was literally about to break down and cry, so I decided to take a break and go for a walk. While walking Barbra suddenly started singing at me in my head, and - it makes me feel horribly horribly tacky to say this - I started feeling better.
The moral of the story: I am a big ol' queermosexual, and I love me some Barbra.
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Blatant Advertisement
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Massage not only feels good, but also carries many health benefits:
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Massage not only feels good, but also carries many health benefits:
- Pain relief
- Stress relief
- Reduced blood pressure and heart rate
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If you're interested in scheduling a massage, or if you have more questions, feel free to contact either me or Elston. You definitely won't regret it.
Friday, July 16, 2010
The Town Whore
I'm going to Vegas this weekend for my cousin's mission homecoming. Though my immediate family has pretty much come to terms with me being gay, my cousin's family doesn't know for the most part. I just realized that I will be clearly not partaking of the sacrament this Sunday in front of a good portion of my extended family. The thing is, I really don't care.I've had to not partake of the sacrament in front of immediate family a handful of times, and instead of the shame I'm sure they think I feel, instead I feel almost a sense of whorish pride. It makes me feel like I've just walked into sacrament meeting as the old-fashioned Southern town prostitute in my flashy red dress and cheeks rouged to the nines, and I like that feeling for some reason.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Beware of Abortion!
Recently the internet at my work has been blocked for certain sites (like youtube), presumably to keep us from wasting time. A few weeks ago, however, I was reading someone's blog and when I clicked to look at older blog entries I received a notification that the page was blocked. The reason it gave for blocking: abortion. First off, the blog I was looking at was a Mormon housewife type blog, so I'm sure there was no mention of abortion on it. Second, why the hell does my work think they need to block pages about abortion? Sure, it's a gruesome topic, but it is still a legal activity. I'm mostly just curious why that specific term has been blocked on our company's internet. Do we have a problem with people researching how to perform abortions here? Is this a slippery slope that will result in blocking pages ranging from universal healthcare to stem cell research? Will we only be able to visit Glenn Beck's homepage by the end?
Update: The SUU newspaper website is also blocked because of "abortion." WTF?
Update: The SUU newspaper website is also blocked because of "abortion." WTF?
Monday, March 1, 2010
Mommy May I?
One trend I have noticed in Mormon gays during the coming out process is the intense fear of making parents unhappy or disappointed. Many gays I have talked to have said that they wish they weren't gay because it's so hard on their mothers. The ones that haven't come out to their parents yet are often terrified that they will be major disappointments. Many fear they will not be loved anymore. Some of these gays have also said that they can't pursue a gay life because of this fear of making parents unhappy. They have said that if they got a boyfriend, their parents would never truly be happy for them, even if they came to accept it. They feel that it would be better for them to be closeted and miserable but have their parents be happy than have them be out and satisfied but have their parents be disappointed.
All I can say (and I hope Sarah Palin can forgive my word choice) is that this reasoning is retarded.
The happiness of my family is, of course, a major concern for me. I would do most anything for them. However, when I was 23 I came to the decision that I was tired of fighting who I really was, and I wanted to find a boyfriend and live life as a gay man. I knew that my parents would not approve of this decision, but I knew that I would never be happy if I didn't pursue it. I don't say this to be dramatic, but if I had not made that choice, I would most likely be dead today. In this one aspect of my life, I put my desires before the desires of my family. I don't regret that decision.
Now that I am out to my family and they know that I have a boyfriend, I can honestly say that I am the happiest I have ever been, and my relationship with my family has never been healthier. Have I made my parents incredibly sad through this process? Definitely. Even though they accept me and my boyfriend, do they wish I weren't gay? I'm sure that is the case. Do I care that they would wish that? Not at all.
The fact of the matter is, I am gay, I have a boyfriend, I am happy, and I don't think that I am selfish for being happy about it. I don't worry if I have disappointed my parents by pursuing who I feel I really am because it's really not up to them whether I like boys or girls. Just like it's not up to them whether I'm born with brown eyes or blue. They could rail against me for feeling that I am right handed if they felt left was correct, but that wouldn't change the fact that I am right handed. Allow me the use of the cliché "we can't please everybody." There are many thing we should do to please our parents/family. We should always treat them kindly and strive to serve them. We cannot, however, fight our sexual orientation in order to please them.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
No Regrets
There seems to be a common theme among gay mormon blogs lately, and I wanted to chip in. "Am I happy to be gay?"
I can definitively say that since the day I admitted to myself that I was gay and I didn't want to deny it any longer, I have never for one instance wished I weren't gay. I can honestly say that I LOVE being gay. Does that mean I make my life one gigantic rainbow parade? No. Like Chedner I don't see being gay as "just another characteristic" of my persona. I love who I am. I love where my life is. I love my boyfriend and my group of supportive friends. I would be lying to myself if I said that I would be mostly the same person if I weren't gay. I can honestly say, if given the choice to magically turn straight, I would not take it. I value who I am too much to trade it away. This post got all sappy and "I love myself" very fast. Oh well.
I can definitively say that since the day I admitted to myself that I was gay and I didn't want to deny it any longer, I have never for one instance wished I weren't gay. I can honestly say that I LOVE being gay. Does that mean I make my life one gigantic rainbow parade? No. Like Chedner I don't see being gay as "just another characteristic" of my persona. I love who I am. I love where my life is. I love my boyfriend and my group of supportive friends. I would be lying to myself if I said that I would be mostly the same person if I weren't gay. I can honestly say, if given the choice to magically turn straight, I would not take it. I value who I am too much to trade it away. This post got all sappy and "I love myself" very fast. Oh well.
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