Sunday, January 21, 2007
“Homosexual Avalanche” is what I am calling Sunday’s in my house now. That’s a better name than something cheesy like “Gay Sunday” or “Gayday”. I call it this because it is the day that my roommates and I have decided to let our masculine guard down and stay home all day, together. Today we built a glorious fire, I heated up a giant pot of clam chowder, we did our laundry, we chatted and traded tasty secrets with friends on our cellphones, we brought the dogs inside to cuddle with us, and then we roasted marshmallows over the fire while watching “Desperate Housewives”. Right now I am curled up under my clean and cozy sheets with a belly full of creamy clams and gooey marshmallows, and thinking about how we will spend next week’s session of “Homosexual Avalanche”. I’ll keep this blog short and stupid, so I would like to wish anyone who reads this a very pleasant night’s rest and glorious boundless dreams from Ross, Steve, and of course Luke.