the bulls

I'm going to a Bulls game! I don't exactly know what happens there, but nonetheless I'm excited about it. Is it like a "corrida de toros"? A bull fight?

I went to one bull fight in Mexico and it was terrible. They kill them. The toreros actually kill the bulls. Then 2 horses come to drag the dead bull away and the ground is smeared with a trail of bull blood and guts. I remember the stadium full of people screaming, "yeah, Yeah, YEAH!" well actually it was more like "si, Si, SI" and "TORERO, TORERO, TORERO!"

At the same time I was screaming "No, NOOOO" well in Spanish it was more like, "No, NOOOO," oh wait, same thing...anyway while all this craziness was going on and everyone around me flailed with fists in the air and a happy tune in their hearts, I had a look of horror on my face and was crying. Yup, I cried at a bull fight.

That's when I knew I was gay. Actually no, I knew I was gay when I sucked dick and liked it. Just Kidding, totally kidding. Really though, I knew I was gay when I saw my first play ever. It was a tour of the original production of The Fiddler on The Roof . The lights went off, the music started, and that huge house rolled on stage with a fiddler on the roof. That's when I knew, "I like dick." Yup, that's right, The Fiddler on The Roof turned me gay. It's a great show, though I would not recommend it for straight guys.

What the hell was I talking about? Oh yeah, the bull fight, it was terrible; I didn't know they did these sort of things in Chicago.

This weekend I went to the Dentist; A United States of American dentist. My dentist is in Mexico and apparently she fucked some things up. So, I have quite a bit of work ahead of me. Besides that my first visit went well, I feel very comfortable with my new dentist, and it's a wonderful office. I mean, it's not someones home and that's always good.

The whole time I was there this was in my head: