So today is the 11th anniversary of my blog here at Life Is Such A Sweet Insanity. It seems like only yesterday that I decided to start an “online journal” which I would later find out was properly called a blog. It would be a few years before I share pictures taken with my flip phone. My original blog entries were written in HTML code and manually uploaded to the server.

If you want to read my very first blog entry, you can do so here.


‘Stache On-‘Stache Off Update: ‘Stache On is ahead right now with some nice contributions to the Ali Forney Center. If you wish to contribute, please see this blog post and/or click ‘Stache On to vote for me to keep my mustache or ‘Stache Off for me to shave it off.
So as I write this, I have been on a conference call for work for 5 1/2 hours. We are waiting for people in Ft. Wayne, Indiana to get where they need to be so we can figure out why the light is going up the glass tubes otherwise known as fiber optics. Surprisingly, I’m not cranky about this.

The reason I’m not cranky is because I am on-call this weekend and I have just accepted the fact that it’s going to be a weekend of uncertainty and not knowing what I’m doing. I have very little in the way of plans. I kind of like this idea of coasting through a couple of days. Even though I’m on call, I’m hoping that I will find time to relax. I just want to chill.

I’m still feeling the effects of my cold but I’m did much better today. It seems like it was one of the 24 hour bugs. The one dose of cold medicine did the trick, apparently, because I haven’t taken anything further. Perhaps that’s why I’m so mellow.


Cold Medicine.

‘Stache On-‘Stache Off Update: ‘Stache On is ahead right now with some nice contributions to the Ali Forney Center. If you wish to contribute, please see this blog post and/or click ‘Stache On to vote for me to keep my mustache or ‘Stache Off for me to shave it off.
So when I arrived at work this morning I immediately started sneezing. I wasn’t completely surprised by this because the building I work at a few days a week always makes me sneeze; it has that “70’s Sealed In Charm” that is so prevalent in office buildings these days. The problem is, the sneezing wasn’t the only event, my nose started running and I became rather sweaty.

I tried really hard to tough it out through the day, but shortly after 3:00 p.m. I asked my boss if I could leave at 4:00 p.m. so I could go home and try to sleep it through so I’d be ready for a fresh start on Friday. He approved my departure and I headed home.

When I got home I downed two cold medicine tablets. I hate taking medicine and I don’t really believe in it, but since my symptoms had gotten to the point where they were making me beyond miserable, I decided I had had enough and that I would just sleep through the weird side effects that these types of pills give me.

I get really weird on these things. Sometimes I get mean, sometimes I get loopy and at other times I just hallucinate my way through a drug-induced haze and then in 24 hours all is well and I am back on track. When I got home I immediately crashed and slept a few hours before Earl woke me up to let me know that supper was ready. Just after his waking me up, I started thinking about work as I got my wits together. This is where the loopy comes in.

I decided that it would be perfectly acceptable if the software I’m writing used graphics to denote approved or rejected requests that it processes. In my head I figured out what I would need to do to implement this:

1. To approve the request, drag the row to the image of Glinda the Good Witch.
2. To deny the request, drag it to the Wicked Witch.
3. To edit the request, drag it to Toto, who will then open up a paper icon with his paws.

Yep, these are the thoughts that were going through my head upon waking and a problem that I was trying to solve logistically.

Can you imagine the looks on the users’ face if I had gone through with it? Maybe it would have spiced up their day with a little bit of an over the rainbow experience. Perhaps everyone needs that sort of inspiration.

‘Stache On-‘Stache Off

So it’s been a very hot summer thus far. This big mustache of mine has been creeping in my mouth, sticking out all over the place yet garnering a few stares in everyday life (which I enjoy). As I looked at myself in the mirror this morning, I contemplated trimming it back or shaving it off completely. It’s been a while since I’ve changed up my look a little bit.

With trimmers in my hand, something in the back of my head told me that I had to do something special. After all, this mustache has been described as “epic”. “It’s huge!” “It looks like he has a small country sitting under his nose!”

I couldn’t bring the trimmers to my face. If it’s going to go, it’s going to go in style.

So I have decided to keep the mustache for the next three weeks and let the masses decide it’s fate. If this “epic” mustache is going to go, it’s going to go in an epic way.

So here’s the deal. I have started the “‘Stache On-‘Stache Off” campaign to raise money for the Ali Forney Center, which provides housing for Homeless LGBT Youth. I’m lucky, I have a loving family and have had the support of my relatives for as long as I can remember. Others are not so lucky and find themselves on the street with nowhere to go. This happens way too often and if there’s something I can do to help, even if it’s this little thing with this mustache I have, I’m going to do it.

So, this is what I need you to do. If you want the mustache to stay, donate to this campaign:
‘STACHE ON-‘Stache Off.

If you want the mustache to GO, donate to this campaign:
‘Stache On-‘STACHE OFF.

The bucket with the most amount of money at 2359 ET on 24 Aug 12 will determine the fate of this mustache. If it stays, it hangs around through the end of the year. If it goes, though I hate being clean shaven, I will shave it off completely and then probably grow a little mustache of more reasonable proportion after a few weeks. And of course, all proceeds go to the Ali Forney Center.

Please help me help those that need a safe, secure way to find their path in life.

Thank you.