Still learning I know pretty well who I am.
I scare people, for several reasons methinks.
That I don't fit into a hole round or square is not unusual for me.
Cliches like marching to the tune of a different drummer come to mind.
I'm not a good old boy. I'm not a metrosexual. I'm not a homosexual.
My cousin was gay and there was not a more decent honorable man around. He helped me when I needed help.
We're a little bit busy trying to Restore the Republic.
Let each answer the call. The more the merrier.
I hate labels and as I said pigeonholing is for pigeons.
I can wear jeans or a tux. In Hollyweird you might see me in both lol.
Just a mini diatribe in response to not meeting someone else's expectations.
Doing too much? Not doing enough?
We will see...