My blog roll, or "Stuff StevieB reads...." section got shorter today. I purged dead blogs left and right. I also disconnected and...

Monday is the first day of class for the Spring semester. Oh, how time flyes. This semester will be different, as I will be taking all onli...

It just may be official. The Groovy American Gay Bloggers (GAGB) convention has been announced. Gay bloggers from around the pan-Americas, ...

You know what's fun? Taking your twenty-three year old boyfriend to the grocery store so you can buy yourself some beard dye. As of w...

 I have realized, with age that I'm getting more and more like my father. I guess it's normal for people to realize that apples, re...

It's been eight years of living in my house. Yet, I can not still remember which shower door goes on which side as to create a seal and ...

Some say that the personal blog is long dead. A generation of bloggers whom  in their day strutted and fretted their hour upon the stage, w...

On New Years Eve, Eve I finally got to have dinner with my close friend, Frank. It was one of those "catch up" dinners between fri...

As I turned   onto the interstate I felt the wheels of the Jeep slip on the ice. Not enough to startle me, as after the night I had nothing...

There are only thirty-two days until the end of my 2014 beard challenge. Some days it can't come fast enough; other days I'm sadden...

I attempted to ignore Christmas all-together this year. There were several reasons I grabbed onto in my hopes to justify this stance. The an...

It was a close call. My grades this semester, that is. After bombing my history mid-term, I began to doubt my ability to even pass the class...

Ahh, December 7th. It’s time to gather around and listen to Uncle Steve’s annual Christmas rant….. WHAT THE F*#K DO PENGUINS HAVE TO DO...

What should you do today? No seriously, what could you do today? I've had several conversation with my young employees a...

It's an odd feeling when you turn around at your local gay bar and notice that the bartender is sporting your shirt. Not the same Nasty...

On Twitter I follow HistoricalPics, an account the shares amazing photos from history. Today they tweeted this: The skeletal remains of...

Not to drone on the same topic; but, my days and nights have been filled with memorizing the changes to the Eropean map throughtout the Midd...

I'm having trouble believing that it's been seven years of the Nice To See StevieB blog.  Seven years ago today,  I began to post o...

I completely failed my History mid-term exam. Completely. Totally. I received my grade back and winced. 56%, that's an "F" no...

I got home super late last night. One of those nights where you dump your belongings and drag yourself up the stairs. I dumped my countless...

There are 101 days until Wednesday January 28, 2015. That's three months and nine days from my 4th annual 40th Birthday. Which means th...

So... age old concern. My homework is cutting into my romantic life. At the end of next week I have an eight page paper due on whether the ...

On Saturday night I found myself out on a date. A date that ended up in a cozy booth at my favorite place to dine; The Denver Diner in down...

My first car was a 1968 Ford Mustang. No. It was not brand new. I found this car in a ditch around 1991, and towed it home with the help of...

We sat in the morning sun. It was strange. I had been on Castro Street a countless number of times. Never, on an early Monday morning. I ...

As I stood at the base of the south tower on the Golden Gate Bridge, I was mezmorized by the bay of San Francisco stretching out in front of...

Today as morning greeted San Fransico, I was thankful that the hotel is across the street from two essentials.  A 24 Hour Fiitness gym, and ...

Alright, I made it to San Fransico. I quickly realized that I should always vacation with a corporate HRish like Lesbian.  As three gay men ...

Inside the Blogger.com site, where I write this abomination of a blog, there is a handy page that gives me a ton of interesting data. Like ...

It just may have happened. That Autumn just might have arrived to my city. Yes, I'm aware that it's only the second week of Septemb...