I just saw a UFO. No, really, I did. Right over there…

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<<< That’s not what it looked like.

8:05 pm, I was getting in my car to go to the store, when I glanced up at the sky to the north of my home.  That’s when I saw it.  A red light, moving (apparently) slowly.  Not the blinking red light of an aircraft, but a solid, bright red light.  It seemed to hover above, and far beyond, the church across the street, and then seemed to be moving up and away from me, growing dimmer as it did so.  It quickly winked out, and after a moment I got into my car and continued on my errand to the store.

When nearing the store, I saw it again, in the northern sky.  When I found a place to park, and was able to look again, it was gone.  I’ve seen it (or something very much like it) there before.

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I’m a headliner! (not the kind in your car)

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Queerlandia.com puts me on the masthead banner.  I’ll try to keep it from going to my head.

NOH8 picture finally available!

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The NOH8 Campaign pictures taken at Fresno are now available.

Here’s mine!

It has occurred to me…

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It’s a shame there aren’t more (any) out gay deputies at my department. During a quiet spell tonight, I was thinking about the dispatch tradition I’ve been unable to uphold in my 18 years here.
In all those years, I’m pretty sure I’m the only (single) dispatcher that has not had some kind of gossip-worthy relationship with a deputy or officer.
I’m a bit bummed by that.
Oh well, guess it’s just not meant to be.

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Really, who could resist this face?

 

Jimmie Joe Reeves

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A bit of a difference from the other guy, huh?

Jimmy Joe Reeves

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How’s that for a hot German actor, singer, musician, producer, and gay man?  If I ever get to Germany, I’d like to meet him.  We chatted briefly one night by instant messages, but I was driving and couldn’t say much.  Maybe someday he can show me around Berlin.  One can dream! His Facebook page. His Google+.

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Space Cadet Jimmiejoe is a sad boy today. Huffington Post has the best headline I’ve seen so far: “One Giant Loss For Mankind”

From the Archives: 2/26/2008 – On Coming Out To Friends: One stays, one goes

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February 2008

Just when you think you have it figured out…

I was sitting at Denny’s recently, trying not to listen to a group at a nearby table gossiping about some of their friends and the trials and tribulations they were going through, when I started thinking about two friends of mine. Each reacted to my coming out differently, and I had thought I knew how things would go when they found out. Boy, was I ever wrong.

Dennis and I met in Mrs. York’s Norcross’* 6th grade class, way back in 1968.  We have been ‘best friends’ ever since, with only a few years of not much contact when Dennis became a born again Christian at about age 18.  Since I had been sure that I was an atheist since about the time we met, I thought this would be the end of our friendship.  While we went several years with only sporadic contact, we eventually became close again.  Over the years, Dennis attended several religious colleges, and graduated from the Fuller Seminary in Pasadena.  My ‘best friend’ was a Southern Baptist minister!  I often tell people that I may be one of the only atheists around with his own minister!

Don and I met in high school.  We became fast friends pretty quickly, and ran around a lot during our school years.

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“I say.. I say… dial 9-1-1, son. Quickly, now…”

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(That title should be read in the voice of Foghorn Leghorn)

You never know what you’ll hear on the other end of a 9-1-1 call.  Here’s one I took the other night.

Now, this came in from a disconnected cell phone, so there was no way to pin-point it’s location, and no way to call it back.

Fortunately, these chickens sounded Code 4 (no assistance needed) to my ear, so I’m not real concerned about their status. (the voices you hear are background noises in the dispatch center, picked up when I transferred the recording to my phone.  The call was only clucking.)

When I was a kid, we raised some chickens, and I learned the difference between contented clucking, and panic clucking.  This sounds like contented clucking, to me.

This was a first.  I’ve never taken a 9-1-1 call, even an accidental one, from a chicken before.  I’ve heard stories of cats and dogs calling 9-1-1 during actual emergencies, but I haven’t experienced that.  Maybe that’s something for the future.

Cluck cluck.

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Reporting is such hard work!

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