Current mood:	good
Current music:	watching the Paula Dean...

NASCAR!!!
Ok...I'm almost embarrassed to admit it, but I bet on the NASCAR last week. At the local pub Farmer and I frequent, NASCAR is a favorite pastime. Personally, I would rather be tied up and forced to listen to a George Bush speech than have to even think about the NASCAR. However, the locals here have a NASCAR betting pool for each weeks race. (Who knew that they even raced on a weekly basis?!?!?) For $6, you have to pick from a list of racers, the top finishers in Sunday's race.

I likes to gamble...

Rather than choosing by the stats or their finishing in the prelims, I made my decisions based on the name or their car sponsor of course. Afterall....I am gay. Racer McCumbee was high on my list.

Sweet jesus..... Who knew that NASCAR was such a...um...sexilicious pastime? Needless to say, I didn't watch the race of course. I can bet on things, but I'm not that hard up that I have to watch mens racing around a track in cars for hours on end.

I lost. Big time. However, I hope that all you all are proud of me for representing as any true purple blooded gay man stuck in the middle of freaking Kansas would.

It was my birthday this past week. 29 is such a pivotal year in a young mans life.... (Fuck off bitches!!!) Farmer didn't remember it, so I was a titch disappointed. I'll get over it though. Eventually....



This week I'll be heading down to Wichita for a couple days. I need to introduce myself to my new minions.... They'll all hate me in no time I hope. =)



Farmer and I are hosting Dougie and his beau, Sean, for Thanksgiving! Weee! I'm sure that it will be fun. Farmer however is already sweating the details and the cooking. Does anyone have a favorite recipe to share?

toodles poodles!!

xoxo,
pebs