• Chapter 18: I am Sam’s masculinity

    I have not been around in a long time. My transition from a heterosexual to a gay transsexual was quite rapid. I now lust for Billy Blanks. Of course he must be wearing a ballerina outfit with the crotch cut out. But the sad state I am now at I am not quite sure even Sam or I could explain that. But being Sam’s lack of masculinity I will try. It all started with a shower with Big Al. Later, Al would castrate Sam after a brutal fight about whose legs were sexier. Then Sam began cross dressing, because of lack of a penis. This is more or less how I have come to be. It was not all my fault; I occasionally tell Sam messages to hit on women. Sam only responds, “NO, girls have cooties”. It’s not my fault…” ~baconthefag

    Due to some confusion, this was written by a friend of mine as a parody of Fight Club and my chapters.

  • Chapter 17: Soap Opera Hoes

    Somebody asked me today if I had a girlfriend, and I replied “nope.” “But why not?” they asked, and while I can’t claim I turn away an extraordinary amount of women, I can claim I won’t go out with anybody. I’m not desperate to get laid, to be loved, to party with the ladies, because that’s not everything. If you go out looking for a girlfriend, you end up finding girls who aren’t good girlfriends. If you go out with the intentions of being a nice person, and being proud of yourself and respecting others, while you might not go on many dates, you cut the hoes and soap operas out of your life.

  • Chapter 16: Rocky Horror Picture Show

    Tonight I lost my virginity. Well, not really (the last frontier still remains unconquered), but I did attend my first Rocky Horror Picture Show event. That is something everyone must do once. I was surrounded by transvestites and women in clothing the likes of which isn’t seen outside of Fredricks of Hollywood catalogs :-). Next year I plan to go in drag, and that my friends, is damn scary.

    I’ve been to theatre and symphonies, but THAT was culture. – Jason MacDonald, on returning from the Rocky Horror Picture Show

  • Chapter 15: Female Friends

    An old friend recently told me she had had a crush on me for a long time. She also broke this news to two other of my close friends, and she then asked us why we hadn’t done anything about it. We can’t win at this game, can we? If we like a girl, it turns out they just want to be friends, and if we resolve to just be friends, it turns out they like us. I don’t develop crushes on my female friends out of respect, not disrespect.

  • Chapter 14: There is no postgame

    Surfing Everything2.com’s archives, I came across something that made me stop in my tracks. “There is no post-game.” I sat and thought about this for a while, as I am rather prone to doing. How would you play differently, knowing that it was the last game of the season? How would you live, knowing you had no tomorrow? Invariably you play or act differently. My life is not a continuation of some chain of events; it is a unique experience that I must create. The meaning of life is not to be a good person, not to be a good father, or to be rich, although it can include all of those. The meaning of life is to play this great game as it should be played, to the fullest.