Thursday—in celebration of Tofurkey Day—I took a trip.
And that trip—like the one our forefathers embarked on in 1620—led me to lands previously unknown
For the Pilgrims, the final destination was America.
For me, it was Fresno.
Yes Fresno, California. A place I’d been scared to visit for quite some time. Part of the trepidation lay in the fact [...]

That’s all they’ve got in Texas.
Although some of you obviously forgot to wish me luck on my move (bastards), Angelface and I still made it to Houston.
It wasn’t ex-laxian; the move *was not* smooth … but we did make it to Ho-Town.
On the move
Because some of you (a-holes) forgot to wish us luck:

Angel’s flight home, [...]

Like tomorrow. At 5:30 am.
Part of the reason I’m road tripping tomorrow is I’m unemployed and have nothing better to do. But the main reason I’m traveling the 1,000 miles from O-Town to H-Town is, I need an apartment.
That’s right, an apartment in Texas.
Yes dear hannihaus readers, in lieu of certain career-changing events (mine sort [...]

And now an impotent message from your mistress:
On my way back from LA, I made a little pit stop in the Lone Star state.
It occurred to me whilst driving through downtown Houston, it’s amazing that Bob Dole had to take his search for an effective solution to erectile dysfunction nationwide.
(You’ll all remember Senator Dole as [...]

You’ve heard the wacky rumors, now it’s time for the truth.
Yes, dear hannihaus readers, LA did indeed steal my soul. But I made some quick negotiations with a man in a speedo (AKA Rockstar Brother) and he brought me to the airport.
And now—like Paris Hilton’s herpes outbreak—I’m back! (Feel free to get giddy everyone.)
LA, if [...]

Who had a gay old time in San Francisco this weekend?
I did! I did!
My second time to the city filled with boys who like boys, San Fran did not disappoint. From the charm of Chinatown, to the beauty of the Bay, to screaming down steep hills on the Powell Street trolley, San Francisco is, [...]

As I snuggled into my punky-colored seat on the Friday night flight, I thought how appropriate that the first song on the new CD I’d purchased for my trip was called Marching Bands of Manhattan. That’s because that’s exactly where I was going –A few days ago, somewhat spur-of-the-moment, I loaded up my iPod with [...]