There have been two times in my life when Thanksgiving taught me what I'm thankful for. The first was in 1993.  My fellow gay waiter,...

I know it may sound lame, but I can not express how much I love my bed. Just the other day someone commented on why any grown man would need...

“I need to think up a nickname.” I said from the kitchen, directed to Mike, my eligible roommate, sitting on the Super-squishy-elle-shap...

I am amazed that November 11th marks my eighth year anniversary for blogging.  I have been rambling on about nothing in particular for eigh...

It had been too long. Way to long. The excuses in my head played like a broken record. Over and over I gave the lame reasons of why I couldn...

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It's that time of year again. The time when the pancake clock starts.  On the first notable snowfall in Denver, I historically head to a...

Atlanta was a great trip. It is funny how Patrick’s friendship just continues online and offline without missing a beat. Not physically ...

I've known Patrick, from Pacspad blog for many years. Countless, actually. Even though he is in Atlanta, and I am in Denver,  we have sp...

It's been awhile since the Voodoo Doughnuts opened in our town. There was this amazing vibe around the idea the Denver had a hip and alt...

I have been putting off writing a declaration of peace. Like a peace accord with a bitter enemy, that is now humble in defeat. I guess it ...

Today was my third day - Post Facebook. I decided to disable my Facebook account three days ago. I did this upon the realization that I h...

I had my first appointment at a "skin treatment salon" the other day. This was prompted by one reason; how I wake up screaming in...

A while back I went to a diner in downtown Denver. Now you may know, but I have a passion for diners. I could seriously eat every meal for ...

Apparently, it was ex-boyfriend week here around the old' Stevie B blog. This is the time when all of Steve's ex-boyfriends contact...

Through a series of unfortunate events, I received huge dents in my front bumper, and back bumper of my Jeep, Wrangler. My front bumper, wa...

I believe that I might not have a soul.  This conclusion comes from a consistent problem in my life. One were I don't exist to certai...

"I am honestly shocked that my summer is over." I said this out loud as I dusted off my MacBook and cracked open its neglected ca...

My favorite day of the week is Saturday. Yes, this is not breaking news. I'm sure most people would say the same. Maybe this ground-bre...

Last weekend my best friend spent his precious time off dog sitting. He was amazingly dedicated to the task as well. When I urged him to ju...

Last weekend the Roommate and I went to the Denver County Fair. Because it is August and that is what you do. Attend a County Fair. Althoug...

Happy Saturday. In case you're playing along at home, keeping score on Steve's sleeping habits. This morning I awoke to an email fro...

Sitting alongside a date at Watercourse, Denver’s premier vegetarian restaurant, I ordered the Chicken and Biscuits. The “chicken” being t...

I find it funny actually, when I wake up, and after my morning routine, I struggle to find my wallet.  Today was one of those mornings. Upon...

Can you believe that it is almost the end of July? What happened to the future plans of summer? I started to ponder this the other day a...

First dates are… awkward. Not in the bad sense of the word. They are just odd, mostly because you are spending time with a complete stran...

My long relationship with waking up, covered with sweat, standing in the middle of my bed has been rekindled. There is nothing more exciti...

It is back. After years of banishment, I get to announce its return. The return of the Super-Squishy-Elle-Shaped Sofa of Love.   Back in ...