EARLY 20TH CENTRY VIEWS ON GAYS

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tFPfycMoTWU

JOEL AND FRENCH

As most of you know, Joel was my high school sweetheart and best friend. He chose me to fall in love. I was hesitant for some reason, but I quickly changed my mind. The best thing was that he was my best friend. Mom and Eva taught me that the best relationship is with a friend. 

He looked up to me. I was 6'2" and he was 5'9". He wanted to be like me, but that is impossible. 

When he graduated, I took him to SAC and went through the whole enrolling process with him. We had several courses together and it was great to have someone with me.

Of course he wound up taking French with our favorite professor. He picked it up easily. 

One memorable Fiesta, we were at The Country, the bestest gay bar ever. We were on the dance floor when we heard a familiar tune. We stopped in our tracks and listened. Were we that drunk or stoned?

It turned out, we did hear what we thought. An early gay anthem in French. We instantly loved it of course.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jhFU16MEtR4

Another memorable Fiesta, we went to NIOSA. We went by the French section and we had escargot and some wine. I was coerced to sing, and the only song I knew at that time, was Et Maintenant.

I got applauded and then they played to Can-Can and we danced the the dance. 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c9DRkpeSVjs

A CRY IN THE DARK

Finally found the answer. Years ago, I slipped in the tub and lay there for three days. Finally, Mike called the office and the police. And there I was when Meghan, the office manager found me. 

Long story, short, I wound up in the hospital for about a month and a half. I was out of it for the most part. 

Mike and Sid visited frequently, so they said. One day, they were visiting and Oprah was on and she said she was taking the audience to Australia.

I don't remember of course. Out of the blue, I said, A dingo ate my baby in an Australian accent. They broke into laughter. Even when I'm out of it, I'm still funny.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sYTIGXvc88Y

FRENCH

 I think everybody knows I'm a Francophile. My love of French began in 1963 when my beloved Piaf passed away. I heard La Vie En Rose and I was hooked.

I was an avid fan of Pepe Le Pew and Miss Piggy, LOL. Back in the 60's, I remember watching La Belle et La Bete. We used to go to the Alameda theatre on Thursdays because that were two films that played that night. They also played other foreign films, so I got to see Italian, French, and Spanish.

1980, a year that was a turning point for me. I finally took my first French class. It was so simple. I caught on quickly. I also met the greatest group of friends. So we had each other to practice with.

I've actually been able to use it several times. In Austin I was able to read a Langston Hughes poem in French. I think I said that before.

Alas, those friends have all disappeared. The only one I have is Clyde. He's the best. 

And speaking of Claudia, here we are:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nmEpAmFrATo  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nmEpAmFrATo 

  

2021- The Black Family: Representation, Identity, and Diversity

 As we all know, February is Black History month. I was very ignorant about it. I was working at UH in the library of course. There, I started to learn about Black History from my colleagues. They also taught me about Mexican History.

Decades later, I was working at the Austin Library branch, George Washington Carver Library located in the hood. I was a white man of Mexican descent working with Black personnel. I was an instant success. 

There, I was exposed to Black and Mexican history. It was a family-like atmosphere and I felt content. They were amazed at my knowledge of Black history. They considered me a Black man. What a compliment.

It was interesting to look at life as a Black human being. Every February we would get a lot of questions about the theme for that year. The title of this year's is in the Title of this post. I also read a Langston Hughes poem in French.

Fun story: We used to have a business library and we were one of the few with typewriter access. One day, a biracial couple was using it. It was closing time and I asked to finish their work. The woman who was Black accused me of being racist and called me rude.

The next day I told my story to the head librarian, who was Black. He laughed at my story and nicknamed me Rudy.

DEJA VU

 I've been experiencing a lot of Deja Vus lately. It started about a year ago. I'll thinking about something or someone and poof! there it is in front of me. 

The majority of them are visual although some are musical. I'll think of a song and before long, I hear it on the radio. 

The visuals are fun. I'll be thinking of a movie quote or actor or scene and it pops up somewhere. 

This one is a fun one. I'd been thinking of an I Love Lucy episode and I found it. Here for your watching and listening enjoyment:

 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Kh64lA1fH60

NAME THAT TUNE

 I wrote in Face Book that I used to love Name That Tune back in the day. Once again, Dad couldn't figure out how I knew so much. 

I came across a modern version on FOX. I was very disappointed. It has the same rules. The problem is they have some rap and other poor choices. 

A lot of my music and film I learned I owe to my fabulous sister, Eva. Because of her, I learned to appreciate classic singers and films. She also taught me to dance and to sing romantic songs. 

Years ago, we used to listen to KQXT that played adult contemporary music. One of my early favorite was and still is is Johnny Mathis. I've seen him live several times. One memorable performance, Joel surprised me with tickets to see him. Johnny introduced a song from a current Broadway tune, Memory from Cats. 

JEOPARDY!

 I have been watching Jeopardy! since the 60's. Art Fleming was the host and everything was so bizarre. The clues were slid open to reveal the answer.

Dad was always surprised that I knew so many questions. I'd say I was born smart when I should have said it was because most gays were smart. To my library friends I said I learned it through osmosis. 

One day I was driving around with my handsome nephew. He mentioned something about Jeopardy! And he said it's probably one of my favorite shows. I hadn't seen it in years and I started watching it again.

The answers have gotten easier in my old age. I do remember back in the 70's and 80's, I would watch it with my friend Rick. We always got the correct question. I've lost track of him somewhere along the way.

Now I just watch it by myself and do quite well.

Joel, I almost forgot about him. He used to watch because he had a thing for Alex Trebek. He was quite the hottie with his moustache. We were devastated when he cut it off. Joel was always amazed at my knowledge.

I am not much of a fan of Ken Jennings, the current visiting host. His claim to fame is that he is the winningest contestant ever.

No one can replace Alex.

TV AND MOVIE QUOTES

As most of y'all know, I am quite the movie fan. Something happened in the 60's that drove my sister and me to escape reality by watching movies.

Way back in the day, KENS-TV used to show movie musicals. Being in the FAA, Future Faggots of America, I quickly learned all the songs and music. 

We love to quote films and I learned to use them in my lexicon. In MI I used to quote On Golden Pond when friends came over. I did a great imitation of Ethel Thayer and I'd make impromptu speeches. 

Here are some quotes:

My Mother, a waitress.

You make me hotter than Georgia asphalt.

I love you more than my hair color. 

You played it for her, you can play it for me...

You bet your Bippy.

See if you can guess. I will post five more periodically.

Snow and Ice.

Snow. Can you believe it? I abhor snow, it only looks pretty but then it gets ugly and  to ice. Of course being the turns to ice soon. Then there's black ice. Snow has melted and turned into ice. 

I actually become quite intimate with the stuff. 24 December 2003. I went to my yoga class. I stopped to get some pastries for breakfast. The road was pretty much dry with a stream of water. 

I swerved to the left, then right, then left, and the car flipped several times and landed on the passenger side. The windshield popped straight out. The car was totaled.

But I survived. 

And here I am with snow. Bright side is, I don't have a car, I've been in quarantine since 2005. 

Happy Mardi Gras

I live.

Michael Hunt is alive and well, I have emailed every FB email available. I wrote them. And I finally filed a complaint with the Better Business Bureau.

So much has happened since my last post in FB.

My beautiful niece is doing better for the most part. It was touch and go there for a while. She's at home finally but has had some more hospital visits.

I had issues with Google back in 2016, so I can but hope that this will work.

I am TRUMP virus free. I got a call to get my vaccine, but have no transportation. My labs are fabulous, everything is normal. I sometimes wonder if I'm sick.

I used to post music I would like for my service, since I'm not having one. I will post these as FUN MUSIC.

 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V1bFr2SWP1I&pbjreload=101

Good to be back.

 

Update

I've been having great difficult problems with Google. It keeps kicking me out. Hopefully this will go through. I've been posting on Facebook and Twitter under the pseudonym Michael Hunt. I must keep my privacy.

Good-bye from Chiflaco.

Things That Go Hmmm

Well this is a new one. My falling problems began when I stopped drinking. Yeah, this is a lame excuse for drinking.

I did an experiment and arrived at the conclusion for drinking.. So, I have an excuse for drinking. At least I have an excuse for drinking.

Chiflaco out.

Falling Again

It has returned. I'm falling down again. Lately I've been falling every night at bedtime. I have a blankie in the living from those cold days. Now when I fall and pass out, I can sleep on the floor. I should start leaving a pillow.

The bad thing about the home falls is that I often hit my head against something. And it does hurt. I'm not ready for assisted living. I'll stay where I am. I've only been here for almost ten years.

I fell off the toilet the other night. There's not a fall I'm not familiar with. I'm actually thinking of asking for a handicap
commode. I'm afraid to bring me up when they find out about it and kick me out.

Please pray for me. I need all the help I can get.

Chiflaco out.

Lab Results

Went to the clinic yesterday for lab results. Everything is okay. I'm undetectable which is great and my t-cell count is 111. My t-cell count has always been low.

All my organs are okay. I'm taking care of myself.

Chiflaco out

Downton Abbey

 

 

 I blame Greg. He told me about it and I watched and I was hooked. You know you're a faggot when you watch it or watch it on DVD when you got all six seasons when you support PBS.

So I know how this season ends. I won't give any spoilers unless you email me and ask. I've started watching the series from the beginning and I am amazed at characters in seasons 1 and 2 who return in later series. Julian Fellowes has got to be gay to get all these characters and incidents for six years.

I recommend this series wholeheartedly

Chiflaco out.

Doctor Hottie/Fashionista

I went to the dentist the other day. Dr. Riley is the hottest man I've seen. Baby blue eyes, warm smile, and a sincere heart. I wish he were single. I don't know his status, but he's so loveable. And he gives great handshakes.

 
He gave me a compliment that made my year. He said I looked great in my outfit. I was wearing jeans, and an oatmeal sweater over a burnt orange turtleneck. And I sported a scarf neatly tied at my throat. And also a beige coloured cap that made me look Preppy.

I've always been a clothes horse and I can whip out the best outfits with what I have. Damn I'm good.

I've also gotten into a scarf fetish. I already have four and I just ordered another in grey with rainbow Texas outlines. I can hardly wait to get it.

Chiflaco out.

Bloody Fall

I hope this is not an indication of my new year. Another thing about vertigo is that I walk forward like I'm gonna fall. Or I start walking at an angle. Today I was walking like I was falling.

I finally fell down on the sidewalk of the library. I felt it coming. I landed on my nose and I hurt my teeth. For the first time I bled. My nose was on fire.

Some men were kind enough to help me. They helped pick me up and that's when I noticed the blood. I have a habit of carrying a handkerchief, like my grand-father, so I had something to soak the blood.

The girls at the library were kind and gave me some napkins. I went to the bathroom and saw myself in the mirror. Not a pretty sight.

I cautiously walked to the bus stop and came home to lick my wounds. Wonder where this came from?

Chiflado out.

Vertigo

Boy where did I go? I can't remember when I wrote last.
Wish I could say all's well but I can't.

Remember a few years ago where I was falling all over San Antonio? It's back and this time I was diagnosed with vertigo. The movie is mild compared to mine.

I'll be sitting doing nothing and all of a sudden I feel it coming on. I get all sweaty, everything gets blurry, and I tingle all over. My knees also start getting wobbly and I always feel like I'm beginning to fall. Same for when I'm walking.

Falling at home is okay because I'm home and nobody can see me. The only problem is if I fall down, I sometimes wind  up unconscious on the floor. Or like the other night I fell down and hit my head on the filing cabinet before I fell. I lay about an hour before attempting to get up.

And through it all, Jean-Luc looks after me. He knows when I feel sick or when I pass out, he stays with me until I come out of it. He's a godsend and a great child. I can't believe next month means we're celebrating seven years together.

The latest is a mixture of wobbly knees and I start walking diagonally or today I was walking at a front angle like I was gonna keel over.

This activity makes me almost become a shut-in. The great thing here is that I don't go out so I don't spend. And then I was wondering why there's money left for the month.

I hope this makes up for my absence.

Chiflaco out.

Fall In The Fall

Looks like it's that time again. I've begun  falling down again. This time I know it's from vertigo. Dr. gave me medication to keep it under control.

It's weird. I'll be going about minding my own business when all of a sudden the room starts spinning and my knees buckle and them poom, I'm on the floor. I've fallen twice in the downtown area.

And yes I'm falling at home. One memorable night I fell down twice. In between I kept laying down catching my breath and  waiting for the spinning to stop. Jean-Luc did the best he could. He lay down next to me and kept pawing at me. He's such a sweetheart.

Chiflaco out.