It is Wednesday. My normally light workload has gotten heavier this week, and I’ve been trying to find time to blog about my weekend since Monday. And about the crazy/funny thing tht happened at work yesterday. I managed to get a guest entry out for Caryn on Monday, but that’s about it. I’m hoping to have time to bang out a bunch of stuff this afternoon, and I’ll spread it into individual posts and actually have content available for posting for a while. So stay tuned, new stuff is coming soon, I promise.
Archive for November, 2004
Somebody please explain to me why the hell Kerry is conceding? This is why I don’t let elections get me all riled up. But no, I had to spend all of last night at Keegan’s watching election coverage and getting all into how many electoral votes they had, and got to listen to a lovely argument debate conversation about the imperfections of touchscreen vs. punchcard vs. butterfly ballots. That was fun.
Everybody Googles people they know or used to know, to see if they can come up with anything. Today I googled a guy I used to know, who went to my church, and I knew he would come up because he was a model and an actor. And I found a lot more than I bargained for. I found out that Brian killed himself six months ago.
I remember the day I was walking through the mall (about 5 years ago) and there was this huge picture of a shirtless Brian in the window of Abercrombie and Fitch, and I was like, “hey- I know that guy!” I remember the birthday party I was at when we all gossiped about the fact that he had posed nude (not full frontal) in a gay men’s magazine, and I remember being disgusted by these people who would judge him because of that. I said “Come on guys, he’s still Brian. He’s a model, and a magazine cover? That’s huge. We should be offering him our congratulations, not our condemnation”
I hadn’t seen him in years. The last time I saw him was right after everyone at our church had found out about the magazine spread. I guess there were a lot of questions about his sexuality. I say, “who the fuck cares? He’s our friend and our brother and it shouldn’t matter.” But it did. it mattered to a lot of people. The year he posed in Instinct, he wanted to be in the Christmas play at church. A lot of people didn’t want him to. Why? He’s a model. Models pose where they can get jobs. Apparently he posed in Playgirl too, later on (I’m kinda sorry I missed that, but it would have been weird since I know him).
I left that church about the time the Instinct spread came out, and any time I asked about him in the following years, no one seemed to know what he was up to. So yesterday I found out another guy I know is modeling, and got curious enough that I googled Brian, just for kicks. And I am deeply saddened by what happened to him. He was a beautiful person, and I don’t just mean on the outside.
