Matthew Mitcham Olympian 2012

Only two more days for the games to start and people all over the world are getting ready to cheer on their favorite athletes. At least that’s how it should be, not just blindly supporting a flag.

Every country will send the best  of the best and as far as I am concerned the best diver out there is Matthew Mitcham! I was so proud in 2008 when I found out there were out and proud gay athletes, and best of all he won gold. How inspirational, how amazing. It was a life defining moment, a role model for the generations to come.  Maybe you think I’m being sarcastic, but I’m not. I am very proud that Matthew Mitcham is not ashamed and that he is successful. Now let me be clear I know the Gay Games are out there and that there are many out and proud gay athletes, but the Olympics reach every man, woman and child.

In 2012 LGBTs are slowly gaining support in the sports world. In rugby straight ally Ben Cohen is helping fight homophobia, and in the United States baseball teams like the Philadelphia Phillies have made It Gets Better videos. The future looks bright.

(Matthew in 2008 China Olympics)

You can keep up with Matthew via facebook or twitter.

I kissed Cory Monteith

In my dreams!

It was a couple of weeks ago that I woke up confused, and happy. I ran to the computer and fired up Evernote and wrote down my experience. So let me share it with you.

On January 12th, 2012 I woke up from a dream where I was hugging and giving light kisses to Cory from Glee.  We were on the front porch of an old wooden abandoned house. The sun was setting, but it felt like morning and there was a black new moon completely black and the sun looked smaller behind it shinning. Which should’ve been a dead give away that I was dreaming.

I remember feeling great, really happy in his arms laying on the porn feeling the cool air. The thing is that Spunky, my dog, was there with us and so was Olivia my bf’s dog.

Before that we were in a bar with tables that had red linen cloth on top of them and it felt like the décor was like that you would see in a late 1940s or early 1950s movie and the scenery outside was a mixture of the Black forest and the Alps.  Places I’ve never been but I’ve seen on TV.

After that we were running escaping from uniformed men, cops or soldiers I don’t know. He was wearing a leather jacket and a green cotton shirt and green cotton side cap.  We ran thru a wooden area between two mountains until we came to an old wooden bridge that was in bad shape but good enough to walk on, and below it an abyss.  Across the bridge there the old empty house with no windows, but furnished.  We relaxed and smiled not much words were spoken and we embraced, the dogs were there suddenly and and we held hands went outside and kissed on the floor. I saw his face happy and the amazing sky.

I awoke happy and euphoric with feelings of romance.  It really confused me, because I’ve made my personal goal not to have crushes on straight men. Why waste time? I would always think.

Anyways I’m really happy I had that dream it was amazing and realistic and PG13 at best or worse depending on your point of view.

 

Over all I am a big fan of Cory from his role as Finn Hudson in the show Glee.  His attendance at the GLAAD media awards and role as a gay ally in the show give me a really great image of the actor, whom I can honestly say I respect.