Thursday, March 10, 2011

FIVE DEGREES - CRUSH / LUST

This week I’m taking five topics and just writing:
Dumbest Thing Ever Done
Toughest Choice
Happiest Moment
Crush / Lust
Secret Loves

You're welcome to join in, write anything you feel along these ideas and let me know where I can read the outcome. Or just enjoy the carnage....


CRUSH:
Crushes are hard to describe, for me anyway. We all have them from time to time. I try to keep them under wraps because I can easily see myself like the women on the TV news being put into a police car. “But he said he loved me! I know he killed some folks butz he luvvved me! That’s why I help him chop up the bodies.. He said I was pretty!!! He said I wuz pretty!!!”

Scratch me behind the ears just once and I’ll spend weeks writing your name over and over on the cover of my Social Studies book.

It seems I always have some new crush going on; it may be because I just saw Hugh Jackman smile or connected to a guy’s blog post. This starts me feeling like Marty Mcfly’s Mom in Back to the Future. I keep hearing her voice say “He’s a dream boat” Every time I see he’s face. Well… photo because I’ve never met him. And isn’t that the best part, what you don’t know about someone you can just make up. You start wondering, I bet “_____” likes watching rugby and picking the bananas out of fruit salad too. Or, I’m sure that “_____” hates when the waiter tries to chit-chat and won’t let you just eat in peace either. We’re sooo alike.

I guess it’s just part of being a gay guy, or just being alive in the age of technology. You start to bond with guys when you read their blog or twits or Faceplace updates. Even if they are in another part of the universe you are drawn to their aura. If I believed in that aura crap, which I don’t. Neither does he.

The chunka-chunk in my chest makes me feel alive, reminds me that I’m still a kid in some respects. So in the end crushes are just an innocent hold over from being a closeted gay boy sitting on the bleachers with the stoner chicks watching the football team practice. The only thing different is that now I can jump into the game.

4 comments:

Pac said...

You pick bananas out of fruit salad??

It's over.

Dale W. said...

That was actually a lot sweeter and more innocent than I thought it was going to be. Nice one.

Wonder Man said...

I used to be a crushaholic

Blobby said...

hmm...my post tomorrow is a little more specific. :)