The Chubby Gay Man’s artistic Mind

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Well, as typical and flamboyantly ( I don’t think that’s a word. It is now!) gay as this is.

Today, I made the terrifying decision to put all of my art up for sale. Yeah, I know. Another glorified abstract artist trying to make a living off doing what he loves. Rude, right?

Anyways. It’s bright. It’s cheery. Like me. Okay, that’s a lie. I’m a bump on a log. Unless you give me food. Then BAM! Insta happy fat man.

Okay, thanks!

Oh, here’s the website. Whoops.



Little Rosie and the Blue Journal

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Awkward moment #246 that became cherished memory #362

Today, I met Rosie. Rosie was an elderly woman of rather short stature who’s smile melted my heart and perfume brought tears to my eyes. It’s okay, Rosie. You’re openness and love for life made it all worth it!

I saw little Rosie in the book store while I was looking for a new journal, and before I had the chance to make eye contact and say hello, a frail but confident voice blurted out; “Get the blue one with the ribbon! It’s so dandy, like you!” I smiled, and quickly turned around borderline hugging that exact journal and blurted out’ “Yes! Fantastic taste, my lady!”

Rosie continued on to tell me that she was just simply too old for me, but her granddaughter was in the market! I quickly begin to hide behind the journal trying to figure out how I can break the news that I am without a doubt as gay as a gay man can be.

Before I could respond, she starts laughing and presumes to tell me that she also has grandsons. During a serious case of the gut giggles, I tackle Rosie with a hug and thank her for making my entire week. Well, no. I didn’t literally tackle her. Poor thing.

Anyway. Thank you Ma’am for being so open and humble in this world, it’s truly refreshing and beautiful!

My Love Affair with Food

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For the poor girl at Sonic’s who saw me aggressively consuming my tots and fry sauce, please forgive me!

They’re basically the love of my life at this point. Not that I’d want to consume the actual love of my life. Face palm.

Yep, I’m going to be single forever.

Anyway, I’ll try to keep the faces and grunts to a minimum next time!


Late night avocado encounters 

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So, my hairs a mess. My shirts clearly been worn two days, and I could have potentilly forgot deodorant. Yeah, I know, but it’s 11:45 at night in a grocery store, so. No judgements.

Anyway. Here I am, rocking out to Tegan and Sara while looking at avocados, and wouldn’t you have it! An employee, wanders up and asks me if I’m finding everything okay. Completley normal for Him to ask, right? Right.

Then there’s me. “Yeah! Thanks! You know, just admiring these avocados!” Yeah, he smiled nervously and walked away. I need a muffin, now.

*Face Palm*

Another classic encounter.

All the best,

The Creepy Late Night Avocado admirer.

Dance it off, Darlings!

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Some days we just end up on our whoopee cakes.

The only advice I can give is to just dance, darling. I mean it. Go home, put on the worst guilty pleasure you know of, and dance your booty buns off. You’re without a doubt going to be the worst dancer you’ve ever seen, and that’s the point!

Trust me, my moves bring tears.


Have You Had Your Moment?!

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At the ripe age of 29, I was rocking out to some music in the living room, while also eating a muffin and waiting for my pants to dry. You know, the typical gay males afternoon. Or wait, maybe that’s just me. Anyone want to have a dance off? Anyway, back to the story. I mean THE story. It’s good. Stay tuned, and yes I typically eat muffins before I put pants on.

While the muffin consuming dance off was happening, I noticed my dog looking at me. If you have a dog, you know this look. Tilted head, ears up, tail nervously wagging while they try to figure out how they got adopted by you, it’s really great. Then it happened, it REALLY happened. Yep, I started laughing, then I started crying. I know what you’re thinking, and no. I’m not deranged, my dog just ripped one. Alright, that isn’t the highlight of this story, as much as I want it to be.

In all seriousness, it was in that moment I randomly and might I say finally, realized I was completely okay and utterly ecstatic that I was Gay. God, that didn’t catch that moment right. HEYYY, I’M GAYYY!! Okay, neither did that.Truthfully though, this was huge for me. I’ve known I was gay since high school, and up until this day, I just couldn’t bring myself to feel confident in who I was.

This is where I really need to emphasize on the importance of doing your best to be confident in whoever you are despite the opinions and remarks you may get along the way. Go back and read that again. No, really. Again, and again, and again, until you’re just flat out annoyed with me. It’s cool. I can take it. I never want anyone to live without the confidence they deserve. You’re beautiful, rock that, and spread that into the world. We need it. Dance in your underwear, sing out of tune, and do it all without the least bit of hesitation.

So, YEP! That was the exact moment I stopped worrying about anyone finding out. Liberation, baby! Let me tell you! It was hilarious, and of all the memories I have, this one definitely takes the cake!

Moral of the story; Please be who you are without reservations and live life smiling and bringing joy to the world. You’ll be amazed at what happens.

Oh, and never trust dog farts. Yikes.