The Nephilim Effect

2 years ago with no comments in Uncategorized
Dear folks, We interrupt our regularly scheduled program of posting to bring you this special announcement. You know my best friend Sal, the dude who shows up with such regularity on my blog that he has his own tag? He wrote a book, which is available on Kindle. It’s the kind of thing only he could have written, which is to say that reading it is a lot like spending time with him. I ...

Delight

3 years ago with 5 comments in Uncategorized
It’s 2003, and I am afloat emotionally and spiritually and socially and nearly every other way a 20-year-old can be afloat. The administration keeps talking about community, like it has for the last three years: building it, taking part in it, respecting it, supporting it; but I don’t know what community is, don’t even know that I don’t know what it is. I feel like ...

Moving Out, Pts. I-II

4 years ago with 18 comments in Uncategorized
I: ENOUGH PEANUTS [Nota bene: This story is in four parts, and parts I-III are pretty grim, but there’s a happy ending. Also, there is a lot of smoking and no small amount of tears.] ★ I’m making Friday night plans with my brother Caleb. He’s saying we could stay in and watch a movie, or go out and get some drinks. “Or,” he says, “if you want to — and ...

Seven Quick Takes, Vol. 4

4 years ago with 2 comments in Uncategorized
1: Black Dog I know y’all have been praying for me. I know some of you pray for me all the time. I’m so grateful, and I do my best to return the favor. I’ve had a hard month or so, and I hate having hard months, because I’m not supposed to have those, and haven’t had one for years; kinda thought they were done with. So I’ve been moping around like the ...

This is just to say…

4 years ago with 21 comments in Uncategorized
…that I am back. This isn’t a real post or anything, just sort of a hello. Here are some things I did on my sabbatical. Drove all over creation spending money like a drunken sailor Had Christmas at my parents’ house, fought with my mother (in a productive way), and made my father cry (in a nice way), which is the opposite of how things sometimes go Shot pool with an old ...

Chicken Soup for the Black Death

4 years ago with 9 comments in Uncategorized
I caught a cold, or a flu, or THE BLACK DEATH or something last Friday. I noticed it at about 2PM, which meant by the time I got home I was ready for bed. I hate, hate, hate being sick, and I was determined to kick it by Monday, so bed is pretty much where I stayed all weekend. When I used to work in a Catholic bookstore, there was a book I always saw (but never picked up) called Why Squander ...

Learning How to Touch

5 years ago with 20 comments in Uncategorized
A couple of years ago I went to confession to Fr. B, an older priest with a slight New York accent, a pronounced shuffle, and a curmudgeonly demeanor. I explained — I hate the sins that take explaining — that I had put myself in a not-very-good situation. I was at the apartment of a friend, a man my age who also has SSA and who also has no intention of living as a gay man, though ...

Not That There’s Anything Wrong With That

5 years ago with no comments in Uncategorized
“I’m attracted to men too,” said Fr. S. in the confessional when I told him about my problem. He wasn’t fooling me. He’s not the kind of man you would even wonder about. Not that men with SSA are never virile; I’m plenty virile. (And if you disagree I’ll punch you in the head.) But he was clearly making some kind of Point. “If I see a man ...

Deep Dark Secrets, and Other Irrelevancies

5 years ago with 14 comments in Uncategorized
I just dropped Sal off at the bus station. He’s moving on up north, to see his cousin and maybe get his old job back. My heart aches to see him go, and I know the apartment will be lonelier for a while, but it was time, and it was one heck of a visit. We didn’t do much while he was here. Watched a bunch of movies, drank a bunch of beer. Went to adoration, went to Mass, hung out ...

Sal

5 years ago with 1 comment in Uncategorized
Sal and I see each other every year or two. He’s the last of the three men in college that I tried to attach myself to, but unlike with the other two, once the infatuation faded, I still wanted to be his friend. Sal is an extraordinary person — affectionate, compassionate, and profoundly unconventional. He led a life that, at the time, I considered extremely romantic: never ...