(re-run) My little beach house is kind of magical, in that I can get away from the rat race and think about stuff I haven’t thought of in a very long while. It’s partly due to the fact that my beach house is my dumping house, where everything to be sorted goes to live until… Continue reading Remembering my Gay Boyfriend
Category: photo shoot
Remembering my Gay Boyfriend
My little beach house is kind of magical, in that I can get away from the rat race and think about stuff I haven’t thought of in a very long while. It’s partly due to the fact that my beach house is my dumping house, where everything to be sorted goes to live until I… Continue reading Remembering my Gay Boyfriend
Altos’ Angels
It’s chorus photo time again. Each season we take voice-part photos to help pay for the brochure handed out to a couple thousand people over our four concerts. I used to be a tenor with Mary, so we would cook up an idea and tell the fifteen or so guys, and they would do whatever… Continue reading Altos’ Angels
