One of the only problems with being a gay man interested in contact sports is that eventually you are bound to develop a crush on a player. Last night I went to the rugby league - I'm a Broncos supporter and this week saw them playing the Raiders at home.

Within the first four minutes of the game my crush - Shane Webcke took a mighty tackle and I had to stop myself from running down the steps, onto the field to make sure he wasn't injured.

Shane Webcke and his Wife

Mel, a Collie.

Mel.


Which just goes to show that it's not always a black dog. Facing some reasonable changes at the moment, feeling challenged, feeling a little hemmed in. Time to keep reminding myself "This too shall pass."

Falling off the wagon

Lately it hasn't been so much that I've fallen off the wagon but more like I've fallen off a bridge directly into an open topped sugar wagon. The amount of sugar I've consumed in the past two days has been awful, just when I thought I'd beaten the cravings. Starting to see a very definite link between excessive sugar consumption and poor performance at the gym though.

Better the Devil you know

I promise I won't start using Kylie tracks for all my entries. I am soon to start gainful employment, back in Brisbane with people I've worked with before - the same people I might add that didn't want to interview me for the position I have experience in - but any income is better than no income. Stay tuned for further news.

Day 4 of....?

Day four of bitchy Rob, wonder how long this will last?

Do we need a reminder?

Ok people, listen up, here are the rules.

When you have invited someone into your house your first priority is to find them a comfortable spot to sit, and to offer them a drink. If you listen to my mother then that drink you accept is water, tap water, if you are very thirsty you could possibly ask for a second after you have sipped your way through the first.

After you have made them comfortable and offered them a drink - make sure the conversation is two sided, ask them things about themselves, their recent activities and you can intersperse some of your own thoughts, activities, etc.

Threesome?

Just finished a hot threesome - me, Poirot and the weeks worth of ironing. Hot huh?

Went rockclimbing yesterday morning - I'm shite at it but I enjoy it and I'm a natural born belay. Just call me Saftey Man. I'll improve my rock climbing - just a matter of repetition.

Marriage?

Is the concept of marriage outdated? Has society moved to such a point where the "traditional" marriage needs to be revamped? The gay community certainly seems to enjoy relationships but quite commonly these are open relationships. There are open relationships involving heterosexual/married people, though I can't tell you anyone who is in one.

If marriage is revamped - will society crumble? Any predictions?

3 Day Cycles

My mother claims I made her evil. She then makes the crucial mistake of telling people it's genetic.

Am I evil? I can be - and of late, you can expect me to be quite a nasty piece of work every three days or so. Today is one of those days, for those of you who don't like to take risks, perhaps you should keep track of when they are and you can avoid me on predicted evil days.

Evilness is something I'm quite good at it seems. Hope you're all having super days.

R

Mardi Gras - no longer a French expression!

This weekend was the parade for the Gay and Lesbian Mardi Gras and once again we volunteered to help marshall the event. There is no busier time for a gay man living in Sydney than the weekend of the parade. Everyone who considers themself someone is in Sydney for the event and the party. In their spare time, as much socialising as possible is done.

This morning I caught up with a good friend of mine from Brisbane who I'd dearly love to spend more time with, late lunch with a couple of friends, and now a couple of hours before it's time for afternoon tea with another friend.

Makes me glad I'm not working - I'll have some chance to rest over the week.