I'm everywhere, I'm everywhere!

I think i forgot to mention i'm on Google + and Facebook. Just look up Joseph Leven.
I'm on Bruizr under Grimmbear (where I've been a very bad boy)

Chicken Man!

I'm gonna lose what little mind I have left.

Waiting to hear if John got the job is making me so irritable and aggravating my insomnia, I'm at my whits end. Come on Phoenix I really need a new start and a place to do some magical work. We're looking at a house with 6 bedrooms so I'll be able to turn one into a work space.

John's Phoenix update

Well John had his in-person interview on Tuesday and he thinks it went very well. There were only 2 people that they were interviewing for the position so they say the choice should be made in a week or so.

The Audacity of the stupid.

This woman feels like she was forced to leave her position as a court clerk because she didn't want to validate same sex marriage in NY. What an idiot. No one forced her to do anything but her fucking job. If her religious views prevent her from doing her job it's the religion at fault.

How crazy is life among the "straights".

A friend (who will remain nameless) contacted me last night to talk. She told me that her husband of 21 years needs to go. It appears that long before they met he had come to the realization that he was a woman trapped in a man's body. He of course never told HER that. She has come to understand what's going on with him and after giving him 2 kids she has had enough of this loveless relationship.
Things he does are really disturbing to her, He supposedly doesn't want to have a sex change but he shaves his pits and grows his hair as long as he can and it's freaking her out. He tells her he's repulsed by her body and she feels the same about his. She is miserable and severely depressed feeling like she has no choices in her life.

She turned to her pastor for help and comfort, they started a relationship where even the pastor took advantage of her (evil bastard, i'll be dealing with that myself if I find out who he is).
I feel so bad for her and will do whatever i can to help out but I'm not sure how much I can do.
I advised her to contact a lawyer and start divorce proceedings as well as contact a womens' shelter and see what they have to say.

My heart really goes out to her.

Rest in Peace sweet kitty.

We had to put down our 15 year old cat today.
Bumster was just a few weeks past weened when John and I went to my sister's house for christmas dinner. Her cat Rebecca had had a litter of kittens (calicos) and This one kitten refused to come to anyone. The moment John entered the house the kitten took to him and refused to leave his lap. Cathy said we should take her as this was the only time she ever payed any attention to a human. Calico cats are known for being 1 person cats and she was John's heart and soul, and the feeling was very mutual.
15 years later she had outlived all of our original animals but for the last few weeks she had been acting strangely and loosing weight.  We took her to the vet today to learn she had become diabetic and that the damage to her system was very advanced. John the Vet and I decided it was too much for the old girl to go through all the trauma to try to reverse the damage when she probably would not be strong enough to deal with it so the decision was made. She went peacefully and John and I cried our eyes out (to be repeated i'm sure many times in the next few weeks). In a way I'm glad as she would not have handled a move well. She never did like to travel.

Damn you Steve Jobs!

John has been hinting about me getting a Tablet PC (read iPad 2) for a few weeks now, and he of course didn't want to just TELL me to get the iPad 2. He "left it up to me" to choose (what iPad 2 color) what kind of tablet I wanted. Every time I told him I wasn't really interested in the iPad he would get dejected and poo poo my choice (the Asus EEE tablet Transformer) even though he would admit it was a "very close second to the iPad2"

Well we went and got me an iPad 2 (anyway) and i'm actually loving it. it's not the most powerful at only 16gig and only wifi connected. but I'm honestly really liking it. It's all the things in an iPahone that I like but in a size I can honestly use without wanting to cut my hands off and having a smaller set sewn on. I have HUGE hands. My glove size is 3x, so little buttons are a pain in my ass.

my only problem now is that I have to say "Thank You" to Steve Jobs, a man who's business practices I am not all that comfortable with. But everyone is happy, John has an iPad he can use whenever he wants and I get a tablet I have been wanting for a while. I have all my D&D books on it and a dice roller so I'm all set for gaming should I decide to get back into it. (I REALLLY want to get back into table top gaming!!!!!)

News on housing... John has been looking at properties in the Phoenix area and he found a house that is selling in the $40,000 range. This same house was going for $250,000 only 2 years ago, that how bad the market is in AZ. I really hope we get this job.

I'm thinking I should learn Spanish.

The "Dear Penthouse, you're never gonna believe this" post.

As a gay man it sometimes happens that out of the blue there will be offers to do the 'nasty'. Many times these opportunities are strange and or down right freaky. These are not in order and I have left out any names to protect the (very very) guilty.

1) I was walking down the street here in Philly, John and I had just moved in maybe 3 months ago, and a black guy I had never seen before pulls up next to me in this beaten up hoopty of a car and calls me over to his car. I like a good Samaritan oblige and he says to me with his smile that could make Ray Charles wince.... "Hey are you the new gay guy?" I said yes as I had no reason not to be truthful. He then starts rubbing his admittedly ample crotch and asked me for a blowjob. I looked at him like either he or I had just lost our minds and said. "Even if I wanted to,  that was the lamest pick up line in the world. Fuck off before I start yelling about how you want a guy to blow you!" Needless to say he left in a hurry.

2) We were living in Reading and it was Christmas time. There was a new postman picking up packages and he must have seen John and I at the house a time or two and then began asking the neighbors questions about us. I of course had no idea this was going on until one day this kind of cute stocky mailman comes to our door and introduces himself. He makes a joke about seeing our gay pride flag and then says he's been watching me and wants to "have some fun" He then gets down on his knees in the freaking vestibule and tries to blow me where the neighbors can see. Needless to say I stopped that.

3) Working at the porn stores makes you an easy target. I can't even remember all the guys (and a few women/or were they)  who tried to pick me up. Most never stood a chance even if I had met them away from the store.

4) Working at the Ren Faire also seems to bring out the experimentation in guys. I used to have a rainbow flag on my readings sign and it was supposed to let LGBT people know I was safe to go to with personal questions but it also made me a target for horny guys. There was this one guy, really cute but married with a ton of kids who asked for a reading and while I was holding his hands (I read while in physical contact most of the time) he started doing the finger stroke on my palm. he then whispered he wanted a more private reading. As I was single at the time he got one, in my tent with the faire going on around us. I was a huge slut back then. The SCA has this effect as well.

There have been many others but these were the ones that stick out except for the hot bear why sucked me off in the middle of the faire with my cloak wrapped around us. I looked to all the world like I was just standing bundled in my thick cloak but his feel were hidden by some shelves covered in pottery.

I got the news today Oh boy!

John and I decided to eat at Sonic tonight. The only Sonic is near us is only a mile away from my sister Jean's house. This is the same house I grew up in, Jean and Cathy got the house when Mom passed well Jean told us tonight that She is loosing the house.
She never told me she was in such dire straights (Not that there would be thing one I could do to help her). It seems that during the winter the oil tank cracked and the heating oil would leak out and each time she needed to refill it it was about a grand. That and the fact that she's been struggling with debt from my nephew Michael and all his medical needs she just can't keep up with it. She said their last day will be the 15th of this month so I may have just been to my family home for the very last time.
I would have thought I would be more upset or angry about this but all I really have in a sense of relief. It's like an anchor of time has been lifted and we can all move on with our lives now. Jean is moving into a very nice apartment and it's all new everything. The house has been falling apart around her all this time to the point John and I kind of felt bad going there knowing we couldn't help her out ourselves.
But this seems like the point in time for change for the Leven family. Jean is moving and thew old house will be brought down and a new home will be built on it's site, I can only hope that the house is as filled with love as ours was. Now with John and I hopefully moving to Phoenix and Cathy doing her own thing without being able to hold anything over Jeanie maybe we cal all move on and up with our lives.