Not like the movies, Stupid Boi!

Why can someone write a beautiful story and yet not live it?  I wish I had this fairy tale life where serendipity, luck and right place, right time met.  I always wait too long and then it's too late. I never get that second chance like in the movies.  You know the clandestine meeting that will continue to happen until it finally clicks. Well, maybe it has? Maybe I am just blind to it.  That is just what has been on my mind today!

XOXO,
Stupid Boi.

Stupid Boi, Eh!

I'm Baaaaack!  Hello there readers of the the lost arc! I just got back from Sault Ste. Marie, MI.  That's right...the Soo!  I was asked to play a little role in a little musical by a friend.  (The Big, Fat, Broadway Hit) You guessed it....HAIRSPRAY! (You guys are so smart!)  

The only problem is that now...I have revived a sleeping beast!  I cannot remember the last time I felt that I really wanted to do this.  No, I am not packing up my bags and chasing pipe dreams...yet! Soon enough!  

What are your Dreams?

Stupid Boi dreams in Technocolor

Hey there bloggerella!  So, tonight I had the strangest dream!.  I dreamt that I had died.  I really don't know how I died, just that I did.  Well when I arrived in Heaven, there was an escalator which took you to a department store.  That's right kids...like Macy's.  Well I was standing there with a friend and my uncle (who is not dead) came over to greet me and take me to the buffet.

At the buffet my mother and sister were there.  They said we were going to go shopping at the mall.  First we had to eat because that is how you pay for things in Heaven.  So, we went to the mall...I guess I needed a new pair of shoes because I ended up in the Footlocker! So, in the Footlocker, I over hear these two guys talking about how the one died in Jail and that he had been back like 18 times that month. 

The whole time I just kept thinking that I was not going to stay in Heaven, that I would. in fact, return to my Earthy body.  My only other thought was..."I hope I get to keep the shoes"!  It was the strangest dream...I wonder what that all means!

XOXO,
Stupid Boi

Stupid Boi's 5 Year Plan!

So everyone is always talking about their 5 year plan.  I have never actually had one!  So here are the 50 things I want to do in the next five years!

1. Get out of debt!
2. Wonder around Europe for 2 months
3. Go to gay pride in 3 different cities.
4. Dance Tango in Argentina.
5. See the Olympics
6. Have an “Awe Inspiring” Moment
7. Win an award
8. See something Majestic.
9. Meet Johnny Weir!
10. Travel Route 66
11. Go to all 50 States
12. Move to a coast! (Hopefully a warm one)
13. Punch someone in the FACE!
14. Give a stranger money (Not like a homeless person, just some random person)
15. Learn Graphic Design
16. Become a Life Coach
17. Be fit!
18. Save a life
19. Kiss someone with an accent
20. Kiss someone in the rain.
21. Have a blog post that reaches 100 views in a week.
22. Have a place that moves me to tears!
23. Exhale!
24. Get an IMDB profile (Which means I have to get my movie made)
25. Compete in an athletic event!
26. Do something completely out of character.
27. Dance in the street of another country and have it taped.
28. Learn a holistic healing practice.
29. Learn about the native people of our country from them.
30. Write a letter to someone in another country.
31. Throw a party with a guest list of over 100.
32. Have a Battani Family Reunion…ALL OF THEM!
33. See the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade in Person.
34. Go to Mardi Gras in Sydney
35. Be naked for a whole day.
36. Meet all my Facebook Friends.
37. Go to a random conference, like Comic Con.
38. See all 50 top gay movies.
39. Meet a porn star!
40. Watch the sunset in someone’s arms.
41. Take a picture of me with three of the 7 wonders of the world.
42. Learn to lean on someone.
43. Get completely lost on a road trip with best friends.
44.  Get another degree.
45. Make Love
46. Work at a gay bar
47. Visit P-Town
48. Visit Fire Island
49. White Party
50. Do something on this list.

Doing Laundry with Stupid Boy!

So today is Sunday… Funday?  Probably not!  I am sitting in the Laundromat on 3^rd street in Bloomington, I chose this one because it has free WiFi.  It is a small little place that has a few machines.  I forgot how expensive it was to do laundry on your own.  It is always better to have your mother do it, LOL.  

The past couple of days I actually went out and did something.  Friday night, in an effort to curb my Social Anxiety, I went to Uncle E’s…alone.  I had to text my friends back home because, as I told them, I was shaking like a “Virgin at a gang bang”.  I did talk to some people, I actually saw someone from South Bend.  They actually remembered me before I remembered them.   It was a little experiment for myself to see if I could get it together and not actually panic and leave. 

I find it funny how all day long I can talk to the most random people, listen to their stories, and give guidance (hopefully); yet at the same time have an issue with being alone in a Gay bar.  These are my people.  I should be in my element there, alas, I am not.

I know I have referred to it a couple of times, but, I think a major part of my anxiety is my own insecurities and the cannibalistic gay culture that we have.   I actually have been talking to some of the people I meet here about that.   Even someone who our culture would say is attractive has the same insecurities that I do.  Isn’t that funny?  I guess that just goes to show that sometimes, that social anxiety is in the eye of the beholder.  So I overcame that evening with great success!  I am very happy for myself because that is a step in the right direction. 

Anyway, I want to tell you about this dream I had last night.  In this dream I was driving drunk and hit and killed someone.  Who happened to be from Australia; for some reason I had to go to Australia after that.  I remember feeling this complete sense of guilt and dread.  It was the weirdest thing.  Right before I woke up, I was concerned about making sure that my driver’s license wasn’t going to be revoked.  Not that I might end up in jail, just that I had a driver’s license. 

Then things got really strange.  I was at a Speedway gas station, and I could see this person that I know about to get beat with a bat in the head.  So I charged the two people with my car and the guy started chasing my car.  Well, because of the Carwash I was trapped and then he started shooting. (Rude!)  All the while the employees of said Speedway didn’t even notice.  Then it turned into a scene from “Set It Off”, and Queen Latifah came round the corner and saved me. 

I don’t know what I did to get that dream?  I have not recollection of ever having a bad dream in my life; so this one goes down as the first.  I think the moral of the story is Don’t Drink and Drive to Australia, but if you save someone’s life at a Speedway, Queen Latifah will help you set it off. 

It is simply amazing what our subconscious will put together at night.  I can pick out some of the things out of that dream.  Like for instance, I have family who live in Australia and a friend of my date my cousin who moved here.  Well, I saw that friend last night, that explains that.  The whole bat thing comes from the controversy surrounding the Observer.  (See previous post) Finally, someone’s Facebook status was about “Set it Off” the other day; other then that I have no clue.   You got any insight?

Well that’s my 578 words  for today.  I hope you all have a good week, wish me luck….I start my job tomorrow.

XOXO,

Stupid Boi