People sure do suck. Ugh!

We know a couple that we became friends with about eleven years ago. I thought we had become pretty good friends with them. Dinners and excursions out and about. Invites back and forth to parties and dinners at each other’s houses. Quite a few fun, drunken nights. Then, in 2023, we got blacklisted for some reason. I have my theories as to what happened, but I won’t speculate here because I have been told different reasons by multiple people. Needless to say, this was pretty hurtful to be ghosted by people that I thought were friends and that I thought we could talk to directly about any issues.

We haven’t had any meaningful contact in well over two years now. In the interim, I unfriended this couple on the socials because I didn’t see why they should have access to my life since we had been cut off from theirs. David, however, hadn’t unfriended them. Over the past year, the older of the couple has commented on a few of David’s posts. Over Christmas last year, he called (I didn’t answer) and then texted me (I didn’t respond) about missing the good ole days. He told a mutual friend that “he didn’t understand why they didn’t hear from us anymore.” He sent David a “Happy Birthday” message a few days ago. What the hell?!

After hearing about the “he didn’t understand why they didn’t hear from us anymore” statement, I sat down and wrote a long email detailing everything from my perspective. I never sent it. In my mind, sending the email was opening the door for a response. I don’t think I want a response. Because even if he apologized, I don’t think I want to be friends again with people who so easily cut us out of their lives.

But, dear god, it makes my eye twitch when I see he’s acting as if nothing has happened and comments on posts and messages David. It makes my eye twitch to the point that it puts me in a foul mood for the rest of the day. It’s yet another thing to add to the “I Need Therapy” list.

On Monday, February 9, we had to say goodbye to Chip, the 12-year-old Italian Greyhound we adopted back in the spring of 2021. “Heartbroken” doesn’t even begin to describe how I have felt the last few weeks.

We got Chip from David’s sister after she had had him for about a year and a half after the death of David’s mother (Chip’s original owner). The sister and her family were just not taking care of him properly, and David was feeling guilty about this. When they decided to move, we had the opportunity to get Chip. I was totally against having another dog … especially one that peed and pooped everywhere in the house, according to the sister. The peeing and pooping issues ended up not being as bad as we had heard, and Chip adjusted quickly to living here.

We had to have all his teeth removed because they were so bad. He bounced back from that it definitely improved his life. As he got older, we started having to leave pee pads around when we would leave the house and, eventually, all the time because you never knew when he might just pee on the spot. It wasn’t the funnest thing to deal with, but we did it because we loved him.

Fast forward to last August, and Chip had a major health issue. He started stumbling around the house, could barely walk, and stopped eating. After a few vet visits, it was determined that it was probably something neurological that had happened. We didn’t want to do additional tests because of the cost and the fact that he would have to be put under for said tests. We didn’t think anesthetizing a 16-1/2-year-old dog was a good idea. At one point, we were convinced that the vet was going to tell us to euthanise him. We were thankful that didn’t happen. Chip slowly recovered and was back to his old self in a few weeks.

Fast forward to about two months ago, and Chip was starting acting disoriented in the mornings. He wasn’t eating his breakfast at the normal time, but much later in the morning. Within a few weeks, he was refusing breakfast totally and eating less dinner. We were concerned. Then, on the weekend it snowed, he stopped eating at all. The vet ran bloodwork and did some tests, wherein we found out Chip’s kidneys weren’t functioning properly. We tried appetite stimulants and various foods that the vet suggested. Nothing worked to get him eating. The tough decision was eventually made, and we took him to the vet almost three weeks ago.

All I can say about that day is that it was absolutely the hardest day I have experienced in a long, long, long time. I can honestly say that I cried more that day than I did when my Dad died.

Chip was 16 years and 10 months, well past the 13-15 year life expectancy of an Italian Greyhound. We have no idea why he hung around so long. Maybe it was because he had found a loving home with good food, lots of comfy beds and blankets, a yard to run around in, lots of pets, and he just wanted to enjoy that as long as he possibly could.

What I do know is that the house is a little less happy now that our derpy, sweet old man is gone. Chip, just know that you are missed terribly and that we still love you so much.

What do you do when it’s been a grueling summer and you need some cheering up? Why, you go and buy an expensive Ninja Slushi machine so you can stay fat and happy with sugary, alcoholic treats!

So, I survived Timerbell and Fornication Fan Fest 2025! It was four days of hot sun, big muscles, and bigger cocks.

The silver tag was my admission into the event. The black tag means I peddle my ass on the internet (not that anyone paid attention to that).

There were various porn stars there and I got to meet three of them … Dirk Caber, Johnah Wheeler, and Allen Silver. They are all super nice guys to talk to.

Allen Silver sat two seats down from me at dinner the first night. We ended up having a nice chat, and I got a photo with him. Eat your heart out, David! I wish I had gotten pictures with Jonah Wheeler and (especially) Dirk Caber.

The pool area at Timberfell is really nice. But, I stayed in the sun too long on Friday (!!!), which meant there was no pool for me on Saturday or Sunday. A bummer for sure since it was the major hangout space for everyone.

I was super jealous of this person’s inflatable Buc-ee!

The chalkboard in The Bathhouse always had good words of gay wisdom. Ha ha.

Ultimately, the best part of the trip was the IHOP breakfast I had after I left the campground on Sunday morning. You can’t go wrong with the Breakfast Sampler. Yum!

I did meet some nice locals and some cool guys from Atlanta and the Raleigh area. So, some friendships might form from meeting them over the weekend. That’s always a good thing!

I will say that I am looking forward to meeting up with Jim Stone, my friend who harassed me into going and that I stayed with, in a few days to get his final impressions regarding the event. I suspect he will have a favorable opinion since he filmed with multiple people.

So … what did I come away with? A nasty sunburn and no real networking with other content creators or any content created with other creators. It’s pretty disappointing, because it’s the whole reason I went. What kept it from happening? My looks? My shyness? Probably a combination of the two. I am the kind of guy who’s going to fall into the background because hotter guys are floating around. Oh well. It makes me question if I want to continue my content creation adventure if it’s destined to be a solo one.

Rumors of my demise have been greatly exaggerated. Ha ha. But, seriously … it’s been way too long since I have posted. This has probably been the longest I have gone without blogging since I started this ‘lil window into my mind back in 2002. My general outlook on life and the utter chaos of the world has really taken its toll on my ability to focus on anything other than keeping my head down and feeding my TikTok addiction. So, oh blog of mine, you have been one of the many things I have neglected this year because of my very poor mood.

I am off to the local (ish) gay campground this coming weekend for a content creator event. I am nervous as hell about it. I don’t feel like I function well in exclusively gay environments in the first place. And now, I am going to be somewhere for four days surrounded by guys who are way hotter than I and have been creating content with other content creators for a long time. My OF adventure so far has been a mostly solitary endeavor, so being around other hotter creators is probably going to make me very self-conscious.

Anyhoo … hopefully this is the beginning of getting back to it.