“Try thinking of every single thing that happens in your life in the best light. You’ll be amazed at how this world will light up with magic that will have your eyes trying to pop outta dem sockets!”
—from Walt Loves the Bearcat
by Randy Boyd
When In Doubt, Pet the Dog, a periodic journal or memoir or blog thingy, now and forever at Randy Boyd’s Blocks. Here’s a taste of some of the stories:
America’s Next Top Dog Model
Boomer Nose Best
Staying Connected to Your Pet (or Loved One)
A Dog with an Ear for Cell Phone Signals
Why Pet the Dog When In Doubt?
Sometimes, living with AIDS in America is like being an alien from another world. Older people forgot about AIDS. Younger people barely know of it.
Still, we’re here, older people and younger people, living with HIV/AIDS in America. See life from my point of view in the blocks labeled HIV-P.O.V., now and forever at Randy Boyd’s Blocks:
That’s So Gay, and Dirty and Disease-Ridden!
AIDS Is More Than a Deadly Disease
The Most Important Thing AIDS Has Taught Me
How To Love Someone with AIDS
Your Choice: AIDS = Love, or AIDS = Hate
Kiss Me, I Have AIDS
My Own Personal AIDS Tattoo
UCLA? USC? Lakers? Dodgers? See how this Californian is still Pacer crazy for his hometown team.
My dog Boomer was born in the digital age. He’s never known life without cell phones.
Not that he uses them, mind you. Not after running up the bill with all that texting! Still, he’s all about my cell phone and the message it sends him.
See Boomer prove he’s a Dog with an Ear for Cell Phone Signals in this heartwarming installment of When In Doubt, Pet the Dog, a periodic column or memoir or blog thingy, now and forever at Randy Boyd’s Blocks.
Dear Therapist, I first sat on your couch as a 24-year-old, recent UCLA grad. “I need help with my self-esteem,” I told you. I’m in my late 40s now. It’s time for an Update from the Unlovable Nigger Faggot.
Some black people try to tell me who I should love and fuck. Funny, not one of those same black people has ever offered to love me or fuck around with me.
So you’re not offering to be with me, but you’re telling me who I should be with? (sic)
Do the people I date and the subjects of my novels need certain ethnic credentials? And if so, which credentials? See how this mutt of a man responds to all the fuss in Racial Profiling for Love.
Born and raised in Indiana, now dreaming in California. Click here for Randy Boyd’s bio. Plus: check out Randy Reprinted, a collection of previously published essays, stories and interviews:
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