tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75103664809310645842024-03-25T01:43:39.037-04:00The Not SO Talented Delfin 'DJ' Justiniano Ocampo Montano IIGLOBAL HIV/AIDS ANTI STIGMA advocacy blog.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1288125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7510366480931064584.post-35001051166033450742012-11-14T21:27:00.001-05:002012-11-14T21:27:58.275-05:00Why the Gays Rule<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Brian Shanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03391541455404597776noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7510366480931064584.post-1021092751267367072012-09-21T09:50:00.001-04:002012-09-21T09:52:19.374-04:00The Lifestraw<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Brian Shanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03391541455404597776noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7510366480931064584.post-7377619736540456012012-08-30T23:21:00.000-04:002012-08-30T23:21:23.970-04:00My Boyfriend Kush<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I woke up this morning and my gorgeous cat was being really affectionate. In fact for the last few days, he won't leave my side and I just think it's really sweet. He just turned three so maybe we are <i>finally </i>experiencing our 'bonding'. He's not like my previous two cats. This cat Kush is a boy. And he LOVES his catnip! And me apparently :-)</div>
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Brian Shanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03391541455404597776noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7510366480931064584.post-12077011711523798152012-08-28T10:16:00.000-04:002012-08-28T10:17:57.322-04:00The Perfect Song<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Every so often a song will come out that I'm quite positive was written just for me.
This is one of those songs. I'm not a huge fan of talent shows like American Idol but I have to admit that occasionally they get it right. Philip Phillips inspires me because he was sick during most of his performances. And yet he won the contest. I like that.
Brian Shanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03391541455404597776noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7510366480931064584.post-57572676962540801372012-04-18T11:53:00.000-04:002012-04-18T11:53:03.935-04:00Great Fortune<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<br /></div>Brian Shanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03391541455404597776noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7510366480931064584.post-21006624117880858632012-02-13T09:01:00.001-05:002012-02-13T09:03:09.482-05:00It Gets Better San Francisco<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6RMunYfzlGs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Now I want to be a police officer.</div>Brian Shanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03391541455404597776noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7510366480931064584.post-89992169468052565062012-01-21T21:47:00.003-05:002012-01-21T21:55:17.222-05:00Pickles Turns 12<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaDY_IFbt9NgX7grKKi2Y1PxwsOR6YNkKR6QCjX2vwAC7Lse8fZDDlNxXnFhVB6UvlcExRMeGy4cBxU1TRLXjFDWRv23Q3ZxAAzNLy17QyW-oHdU7iwFCz3N5ro0Mnp-i5OV2bD2uEN3vj/s1600/395258_3158217638570_1359143629_33255294_2049115218_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 325px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaDY_IFbt9NgX7grKKi2Y1PxwsOR6YNkKR6QCjX2vwAC7Lse8fZDDlNxXnFhVB6UvlcExRMeGy4cBxU1TRLXjFDWRv23Q3ZxAAzNLy17QyW-oHdU7iwFCz3N5ro0Mnp-i5OV2bD2uEN3vj/s400/395258_3158217638570_1359143629_33255294_2049115218_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700282610582304434" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I can't believe my little baby Pickles is already 12 years old. </div><div style="text-align: center;">My precious angel dog means absolutely <b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#ff6666;">everything</span></i></b> to me. </div><div style="text-align: center;">My dad made this art card for me because he knows how much I <i>adore</i> my dogs. </div><div style="text-align: center;">The one thing I love about my dogs is that they just love me SO MUCH.</div><div style="text-align: center;">The other day I was crying and they were both staring at me only inches from my face like they were asking me....</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">"What's wrong daddy"?</div>Brian Shanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03391541455404597776noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7510366480931064584.post-5565737415726159282012-01-18T14:21:00.001-05:002012-01-18T14:25:27.754-05:00My LIFE in 2012<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuQ_FWuFYrs8oI1BXYdNEbYTF5v2IR88iAj0jkgSOi1iA1dYjtPqKgFf9VwUcI6-nEHaS4nTioYurRHVqmoWi9r6ZW8AKoz8ISU6uXpNDEGLUfxupi5RFbax9XtzYHkS3fwCIStTmDEf43/s1600/Life.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 342px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuQ_FWuFYrs8oI1BXYdNEbYTF5v2IR88iAj0jkgSOi1iA1dYjtPqKgFf9VwUcI6-nEHaS4nTioYurRHVqmoWi9r6ZW8AKoz8ISU6uXpNDEGLUfxupi5RFbax9XtzYHkS3fwCIStTmDEf43/s400/Life.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699055169739060802" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Thanks Papa :-)</div>Brian Shanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03391541455404597776noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7510366480931064584.post-26047699814898438732012-01-18T11:49:00.006-05:002012-01-18T14:31:10.152-05:00Neil Patrick Harris Strikes Again<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGWurlAGBWM2zKBA0PpYztEf7V4GspHJvzZkywDFlcAurXkf294N9M5xm59db8Xl811f_aQ7zhrXs9QnavB8Gr3jobuS9Oo18fs02D0IC1q_CkvGZ4lELUhb2roHrv4be4H1hrpmGvi5-B/s1600/out4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4QRU7WjOX1xjane2_buImXDtMBW1EA-YbVEtzXuRfO6Nz2D-XuCp15K03V4Rho21tsK6uPrVGnMNY5WzIb4aX31pfGt_gRgmKUBCIPySZST7dG4EKCyNRx2pgfa1F1qjyVCQwIINTy5JW/s400/NPHLoveStories_2_0.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699015320821569186" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 16px; font-family:Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#404040;">Celebrity romances easily come and go, but what Neil Patrick Harris and David Burtka have is something that will</span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 16px; font-family:Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#404040;">most likely last a lifetime. The couple recently posed in intimate photos for </span></span></span><b><a href="http://www.out.com/" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-size: small; ">OUT</a> </b><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 16px; font-family:Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:85%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#404040;">magazine's annual Love Issue, while also discussing the ups and downs of their relationship -- and I have to admit, it's rather adorable. Before this, we didn't know much about NPH's relationship with his longtime beau, but now that we do, they officially qualify as one of my favorite Hollywood couples.</span></span></span></div>Brian Shanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03391541455404597776noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7510366480931064584.post-44743271332684788082011-12-31T13:07:00.001-05:002011-12-31T13:09:34.799-05:00Happy New Year 2012<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinQWFdZ3q_oxDSxPz5F9pmWJerwZPZ4Hgj6QHzshifKGwAMfItYRE8gZVBrDbzQ-rH1Pc6Pm-aai-APLmTVhn317qZC5pZmnvJaY3mCiO9zW0_buWQSkfsjhdVKrzfgNIGtewaFLFpKZhr/s1600/images.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 179px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinQWFdZ3q_oxDSxPz5F9pmWJerwZPZ4Hgj6QHzshifKGwAMfItYRE8gZVBrDbzQ-rH1Pc6Pm-aai-APLmTVhn317qZC5pZmnvJaY3mCiO9zW0_buWQSkfsjhdVKrzfgNIGtewaFLFpKZhr/s400/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692355901292801810" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><b>May you and all that you love receive many blessings in 2012</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Happy New Year</b></div>Brian Shanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03391541455404597776noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7510366480931064584.post-52883822591211753982011-12-25T13:37:00.003-05:002011-12-25T13:40:12.639-05:00Christmas 1980 Flashback<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu96v4EHU8tXxnfoCghyXJHG8wxK-ScZQAH3XLGRJuBp9civANLaqRZqstq9gvpJyzQEOjqrnpkOJZwIFwlpRoSRal7d_HDVeqf_c01WFFKaYJclPN5FSv4NpkNsjN8m8XhuuxcsrT6zNx/s1600/n52428507254_1478322_7189384.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 286px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu96v4EHU8tXxnfoCghyXJHG8wxK-ScZQAH3XLGRJuBp9civANLaqRZqstq9gvpJyzQEOjqrnpkOJZwIFwlpRoSRal7d_HDVeqf_c01WFFKaYJclPN5FSv4NpkNsjN8m8XhuuxcsrT6zNx/s400/n52428507254_1478322_7189384.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690137005243980818" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I can't believe I was ever this young. </div><div style="text-align: center;">If I could sing I would have been Justin Bieber!</div>Brian Shanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03391541455404597776noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7510366480931064584.post-68122384020994092722011-12-25T09:49:00.003-05:002011-12-25T10:00:10.461-05:00Merry Christmas 2011<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzEbFNcE9HukCVpSiD0JEKt7o4ReThr8EKDxqJmcofd4LNNzkaENA_eVUs4inx_7x1raOGmm__I4kRWyE7oeA3au1o2Xx0MH6UD81FsnB_K8xpSRdhslw46xf9u9sQwA0ATOPRuPIPIB1F/s1600/n52428507254_1478301_8066976.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 381px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzEbFNcE9HukCVpSiD0JEKt7o4ReThr8EKDxqJmcofd4LNNzkaENA_eVUs4inx_7x1raOGmm__I4kRWyE7oeA3au1o2Xx0MH6UD81FsnB_K8xpSRdhslw46xf9u9sQwA0ATOPRuPIPIB1F/s400/n52428507254_1478301_8066976.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690078299300004546" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">I love looking through the old Christmas photos my mum was so wonderful to take and keep for me. And I'm so grateful that my dad scanned them all so now I have them safe and secure forever.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">In 1977 I got LEGO and as you can see we were all looking very happy indeed. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">Christmas morning with my parents, sister and brother was always a fantastic time. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">Like millions of others I really loved Christmas morning as a kid and I still love Christmas.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">Our parents really spoiled us and mummy always prepared the best meal. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><b>Merry Christmas </b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></div>Brian Shanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03391541455404597776noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7510366480931064584.post-75566322355996909972011-11-30T20:37:00.003-05:002011-11-30T20:42:28.528-05:00World AIDS Day 2011<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr2HWr_YdTpzN0jlWZOZYJyqKINyh47KYMft7-oJFPp0Dh3QqBpr3fYH7PMtRTGNy4ysZcBsePClMpkUux2wQdEhGHQMqzkGeqQv3Wva7eRpxC7HfXfC2pUBgjFW7-W6nbxb_Qdcu3hcTK/s1600/391151_299294643435295_100000642867772_988037_1840798453_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 310px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgr2HWr_YdTpzN0jlWZOZYJyqKINyh47KYMft7-oJFPp0Dh3QqBpr3fYH7PMtRTGNy4ysZcBsePClMpkUux2wQdEhGHQMqzkGeqQv3Wva7eRpxC7HfXfC2pUBgjFW7-W6nbxb_Qdcu3hcTK/s400/391151_299294643435295_100000642867772_988037_1840798453_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680968267045172114" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><b>December 1st is <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#ff0000;">World AIDS Day</span>.</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>It's not really a celebration. </i></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Just a reminder that HIV/AIDS is still ravishing the planet and still 100% preventable.</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Get tested and know where you stand.</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>Get tested</b>.</i></div>Brian Shanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03391541455404597776noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7510366480931064584.post-41221606488550410982011-11-27T10:41:00.003-05:002011-11-27T10:55:07.189-05:00Australia Fights for Equal Rights<div style="text-align: center;"><iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/_TBd-UCwVAY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Liberation Serif', serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Georgia, Times, 'Liberation Serif', serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px; "><b>Here's a sweet Australian ad for—well, I don't want to ruin the surprise (you will probably be able to guess what's going to happen anyway). I love Australia and being <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Australian</span> but I am also furious with our current Prime Minister Julia <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Gillard</span> who instead of being a trail blazer keen to help usher in the reality of gay marriage in Australia, she turned her back on our community (who voted for her) and we will never forgive the Prime Minister for that. However, Australians being the resilient and determined people that we are continue to fight against discrimination and now the results are coming to fruition. I love this ad for so many reasons but mostly because I see myself in it. This video IS my life and many millions share and relate to the experiences this guy is having. The majority of Australian want gay marriage to be a reality and SOON!</b></span></div>Brian Shanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03391541455404597776noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7510366480931064584.post-19554442486554327202011-11-21T10:04:00.002-05:002011-11-21T10:07:46.507-05:00Prince Harley<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFdQ4Tzr9pvFnzfGbKvib6MVp62goIV4X-G8Q1WvCiCJ2TEPrrK5mJJYr9ozvC9Z6T0Q5LDVzwzBae43GoTtUS4TlitD1jkSnNHFq1V87blAxoRo3qHicHnGiku9OsDGKsDPRFWg0ThArc/s1600/article-2063763-0EDE222D00000578-194_634x468.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 295px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFdQ4Tzr9pvFnzfGbKvib6MVp62goIV4X-G8Q1WvCiCJ2TEPrrK5mJJYr9ozvC9Z6T0Q5LDVzwzBae43GoTtUS4TlitD1jkSnNHFq1V87blAxoRo3qHicHnGiku9OsDGKsDPRFWg0ThArc/s400/article-2063763-0EDE222D00000578-194_634x468.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677465255603530802" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#ff0000;">Prince Harry</span> on a Harley. </b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Is there anything hotter than that?</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>I think </b><i><b>not</b></i><b>.</b></div>Brian Shanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03391541455404597776noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7510366480931064584.post-48289486911735828032011-11-20T23:23:00.003-05:002011-11-20T23:29:46.962-05:00Twinkle Eyes<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMi1ZMQIJHsGlqMmQbczsc1IT1d2vIj1EggYsbxF5Zu4zJrA0nVJniqUKwoQN_v5GEk78d2oM2HbGPg28UsFe1gCRCJQydlT4Lb53zzKnMEItg0XKyKAsqIg9vgJ8zOBZBEtsLwJqMbtIO/s1600/DSC01458.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMi1ZMQIJHsGlqMmQbczsc1IT1d2vIj1EggYsbxF5Zu4zJrA0nVJniqUKwoQN_v5GEk78d2oM2HbGPg28UsFe1gCRCJQydlT4Lb53zzKnMEItg0XKyKAsqIg9vgJ8zOBZBEtsLwJqMbtIO/s400/DSC01458.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677300638750601282" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><b>Decorating for Christmas...<i>with a little help from my cat Kushbud</i></b></div>Brian Shanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03391541455404597776noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7510366480931064584.post-54421103521923611622011-11-04T11:28:00.002-04:002011-11-04T11:32:49.347-04:00Lego Street Painting<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTxH797oRh0T3N4z1cSFN6Rzx7FSKyahonM810ReMPtycMhMX0g4uk-rMUkxYIFoqZVCPlG9vxbd0iRrCh3L8mIsWAQEO3IlMidz0BJ014jLb-_4a7kj8JKs5fFdZ_vq67G1MnsKOQONNb/s1600/HCOds.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTxH797oRh0T3N4z1cSFN6Rzx7FSKyahonM810ReMPtycMhMX0g4uk-rMUkxYIFoqZVCPlG9vxbd0iRrCh3L8mIsWAQEO3IlMidz0BJ014jLb-_4a7kj8JKs5fFdZ_vq67G1MnsKOQONNb/s400/HCOds.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671162921249873874" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;">Finally, some cool 3D street art!</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">(click to enlarge)</span></div>Brian Shanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03391541455404597776noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7510366480931064584.post-4723925513362259292011-10-15T17:37:00.003-04:002011-11-02T09:37:18.609-04:00The Perfect Family<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjdOcmB8Pj5dE2vMsSpeq6IJNgx-SPlljK9FHFMYBZCaxtDln-CjeBipzS26b0VYLn-4d0wAnVXEXUuj1cGUTM17JYeT3t3jG9_FIhj7SMYAVqiD8yT51ID63WNmiGSNu39VOJ_xhObWqz/s1600/NEIL-PATRICK-HARRIS-TWINS.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjdOcmB8Pj5dE2vMsSpeq6IJNgx-SPlljK9FHFMYBZCaxtDln-CjeBipzS26b0VYLn-4d0wAnVXEXUuj1cGUTM17JYeT3t3jG9_FIhj7SMYAVqiD8yT51ID63WNmiGSNu39VOJ_xhObWqz/s400/NEIL-PATRICK-HARRIS-TWINS.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670391935581554322" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiMcsGmNezTW2XHD6Pl6S8AiVPVCaI28mBwlaM905mPD5A9djc2-z8Pv4HKA8DVbj6lgUtjEvZ5zsgnWsp2o-naDrE3Jz9xyE296XPoFiYD4qhiiMQjvQwVK4dqOahG9eBLUVfNfMsEfBM/s1600/WV7vD.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 370px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiMcsGmNezTW2XHD6Pl6S8AiVPVCaI28mBwlaM905mPD5A9djc2-z8Pv4HKA8DVbj6lgUtjEvZ5zsgnWsp2o-naDrE3Jz9xyE296XPoFiYD4qhiiMQjvQwVK4dqOahG9eBLUVfNfMsEfBM/s400/WV7vD.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663836351612875714" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"><br /></span><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><b>Neil Patrick Harris</b> with his husband <b>David Burtka</b> and their two adorable kids.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 14px; font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;">Hot daddies or what?</span></span></div></div>Brian Shanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03391541455404597776noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7510366480931064584.post-15900323405293222472011-09-26T12:32:00.000-04:002011-09-26T12:34:29.289-04:00Better The Devil You Know<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA5BjRl9s6wZlAzKc1QapbtQ8aMdUkauHrRiZa964sB5WOgOliCm1vzcR31w60E07u-2lKc-6-NNHpqQG_CS1k6PCzPQDpnPNovIkWhNnwsTBLjAGLsIu3JZe7R3FOchMaw5tNDhXDHMHq/s1600/XTvta.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA5BjRl9s6wZlAzKc1QapbtQ8aMdUkauHrRiZa964sB5WOgOliCm1vzcR31w60E07u-2lKc-6-NNHpqQG_CS1k6PCzPQDpnPNovIkWhNnwsTBLjAGLsIu3JZe7R3FOchMaw5tNDhXDHMHq/s400/XTvta.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656707334944268722" /></a>Brian Shanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03391541455404597776noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7510366480931064584.post-14274919202525385372011-09-25T21:03:00.000-04:002011-09-25T21:05:54.684-04:00Character is Everything<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP4zp9cuu8fuekrlNO8aU2V4djqVo14WAqjrXa4z5coNblwiJTKI5XJlDhrfhiDE6SBO81IQQ8_tO7w5AQFyd4-gcyZJGVyMuAxuyhLa44XaQWfdxZQJT6qZEhYc5KGr6q40dUR1QCP9tz/s1600/V3f5h.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP4zp9cuu8fuekrlNO8aU2V4djqVo14WAqjrXa4z5coNblwiJTKI5XJlDhrfhiDE6SBO81IQQ8_tO7w5AQFyd4-gcyZJGVyMuAxuyhLa44XaQWfdxZQJT6qZEhYc5KGr6q40dUR1QCP9tz/s400/V3f5h.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5656468098102265714" /></a>Brian Shanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03391541455404597776noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7510366480931064584.post-90349492945506953562011-09-20T09:49:00.002-04:002011-09-20T10:03:56.304-04:00DADT Done and Dusted<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNb5yAgJWaQE9udpnw_e_oNZTsCxN0tEoKgjYT8qaDYLuPODN5gxSEDbvyrmX1h6CG4NeRH4dGdazz0SgNcIq8jwjL8aji_Q-597Np3-ukQ9nvM18pUJCMwzLtMFH4fwYpfAy19_b6_F_1/s1600/VICTORYX390.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 390px; height: 285px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNb5yAgJWaQE9udpnw_e_oNZTsCxN0tEoKgjYT8qaDYLuPODN5gxSEDbvyrmX1h6CG4NeRH4dGdazz0SgNcIq8jwjL8aji_Q-597Np3-ukQ9nvM18pUJCMwzLtMFH4fwYpfAy19_b6_F_1/s400/VICTORYX390.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654438707910100114" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">The (US) military’s</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#ff0000;"> <b>“don’t ask, don’t tell”</b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><b> </b>policy, one described in 1993 by President Bill Clinton as “an honorable compromise” that eventually destroyed thousands of careers, ended Tuesday at 12:01 a.m., nine months after Congress repealed the law. </span><br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;">Though September 20, 2011 may be remembered as much as a nonevent for the nation’s armed forces as it is a landmark day for equality, an official military memorandum on the end of DADT distributed Monday is striking nonetheless: </span><br /><br /><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#ff0000;">“From this day forward, gay and lesbian Soldiers may serve in our Army with the dignity and respect they deserve,” Secretary of the Army John M. McHugh and Army officials wrote</span></b></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:100%;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#ff0000;">. “For over 236 years, the U.S. Army has been an extraordinary force for good in the world. Our Soldiers are the most agile, adaptable and capable warriors in history — and we are ready for this change.” </span></b></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "><a id="ctl00_ContentWellTwo_lvComments_ctrl0_hlinkbyline" class="Byline" href="http://www.advocate.com/authors.aspx?searchterm=Andrew%20Harmon" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal bold 11px/normal Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(69, 69, 69); display: block; ">By Andrew Harmon </a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal bold 11px/normal Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(69, 69, 69); display: block; "><a href="http://www.advocate.com/News/Daily_News/2011/09/20/DADT_is_Dead/?utm_source=feedburner">Advocate Article (click here)</a></span></span></div>Brian Shanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03391541455404597776noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7510366480931064584.post-43607049106018585512011-09-18T10:21:00.001-04:002011-09-18T10:24:57.021-04:00Double Rainbow Tree<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGcfSN1HbQwXm1TxnaPsyY__nhJTpuLHjM_YUucNeG6dDtq7a4eXy2CKvwcfkiwUVhC1n_87p4WkcUw606oxyYlX9I0jIV8dH3hLL7nRdoZRCuFyz4EPKmhsnj1B1jZGm4deRJjAvx2Gcf/s1600/rainbow_elam_2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 239px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGcfSN1HbQwXm1TxnaPsyY__nhJTpuLHjM_YUucNeG6dDtq7a4eXy2CKvwcfkiwUVhC1n_87p4WkcUw606oxyYlX9I0jIV8dH3hLL7nRdoZRCuFyz4EPKmhsnj1B1jZGm4deRJjAvx2Gcf/s400/rainbow_elam_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653704856606471922" /></a>Brian Shanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03391541455404597776noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7510366480931064584.post-37807873503957687682011-09-11T19:15:00.009-04:002011-09-11T21:54:18.471-04:00Diary of a Tortured Heart<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE5zo-UjKwrDVbbwIi3XBe0coCpXEfXCaZxaXFG2sAEBntKnf75vArBqAx7G04pD_lX6pbCxy6j1sekVXl2I2ESJsWSu9w00NXSUaNvVWOC6Xrk6oJpkoitF0WyFQAwkzVzvlCJpKkaUut/s1600/DSC01018.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE5zo-UjKwrDVbbwIi3XBe0coCpXEfXCaZxaXFG2sAEBntKnf75vArBqAx7G04pD_lX6pbCxy6j1sekVXl2I2ESJsWSu9w00NXSUaNvVWOC6Xrk6oJpkoitF0WyFQAwkzVzvlCJpKkaUut/s400/DSC01018.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651263260444718770" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><b>My cat Kushbud </b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><div style="text-align: left;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">The </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Other</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> Son</span></b></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I know what love is, I'm not only </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">their</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> child</span></div></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I feel some shiver but not from the usual suspect</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Shivers underneath me settled, fancy bedding at war with that misery gritty sand pillow scratching my head</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Threatening always to sweep away good waves for a drowning</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Tsunami like disappointments leaving me washed backwards barefoot </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I am great love effortless and I am bound so naturally and offered up</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">From my hands together drink and be drunk with life</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Take all and keep close your own hearty needs</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Forget any needs of this weak weed but remain yourself floating caressed by that aromatic breeze</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Birthed bathed and sacrificed with that deep cleansing care and concern for some cruel happy opposite over the rainbow</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I'm going to hold my breath until someone is honest </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I will surely die waiting whilst trying to be better still </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">With no need of </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">them</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"> I am still</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Empty yes quite and sad and tired yes and angry still </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Men are weakness and marry me quick</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I worship justly without any regret</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Myself with low regard and such endless bulimic love </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Love and scare away and I expect nothing but a purge</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Just freedom to start again after the knife</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">But any man will take it all as I give it all</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Leaving this world for some brings long awaited riches</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Pain and suffering on the pike for Maisie </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Perfect blonde country curls driving around looking for Jack</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Place to place searching for peace and comfort and him</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Now there is no more pain and loneliness</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">A vase of flowers holds timely secrets and vibrates until the wilt</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Pollination keeps humming crops bright and upright and truthful</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Empty and sad left with only traces of a great blooming cross</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">I can make it to heaven alone like her</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Having never ever really needed a guide</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><br /></span></div>Brian Shanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03391541455404597776noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7510366480931064584.post-40435924875605388032011-09-06T14:31:00.001-04:002011-09-06T14:34:04.485-04:00Love Comfort and Protection<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijjVJBWzUu0chXDkrzIpE8Dnw94LZ6Y9MdvM4MEOiFxxLQWKdROUnXQNtj-FCVX-6ne89Ij36HiL4eyMICzwTWLRYHxO4O15bbLbMRKC6mbU9g648XFk5oENXdvKVsW5iQh0dGvGVR5dKX/s1600/3wdGK.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijjVJBWzUu0chXDkrzIpE8Dnw94LZ6Y9MdvM4MEOiFxxLQWKdROUnXQNtj-FCVX-6ne89Ij36HiL4eyMICzwTWLRYHxO4O15bbLbMRKC6mbU9g648XFk5oENXdvKVsW5iQh0dGvGVR5dKX/s400/3wdGK.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649316258271517874" /></a><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i>It's what we all need...</i></b>.</div>Brian Shanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03391541455404597776noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7510366480931064584.post-2490905692391669832011-08-11T00:24:00.006-04:002011-08-11T00:42:15.440-04:00Back in Daddy's Arms<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiV_TUDmTs8E7CQ8IYAJ-2Mzx-ycKghFPiV4aWFRmDk1CbjUxRreGg_x7aS4q7WJGh5Pttw31tUTRTwGAFZT89Mbbb6TMtxMjLCSt4FUM7FRXLrlZ6E4E9W84xVt1QnO_7T4z2DZiXzlgg/s1600/p.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiV_TUDmTs8E7CQ8IYAJ-2Mzx-ycKghFPiV4aWFRmDk1CbjUxRreGg_x7aS4q7WJGh5Pttw31tUTRTwGAFZT89Mbbb6TMtxMjLCSt4FUM7FRXLrlZ6E4E9W84xVt1QnO_7T4z2DZiXzlgg/s400/p.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639449626702249474" /></a><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Dear</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> Readers,</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">
<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">After 3 </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">long</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> years, my </span><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">precious</span> </span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">and</span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6666;">beloved</span> </span></b></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">dog </span><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">Pickles</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">finally</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> arrived in New York from Sydney Australia after her two and a half day journey. When I saw my baby Pickles appear in the airport cargo arrival area, I ran to free her from her crate and scooped her up into my arms giving her a million kisses, not sure if she even remembered who I was. I can't explain in words how happy I was when I saw her for the first time since I left Australia. I was often sad when I remembered leaving Sydney and seeing her pretty little eyes staring at me as I was walking out the door as if to ask "Where are you going daddy"? I swear I thought she was saying this to me with her eyes. My heart was soooo broken when I left my baby in Sydney. I cried for hours on the plane.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">But I know my </span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">dear</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> readers are animal lovers so I don't have to explain those feelings between all of us and our children pets.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">
<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"> It was one of the best days of my life when we reunited , never to part again.</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;">I <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">love</span></b> you Pickles.</span></div>Brian Shanehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03391541455404597776noreply@blogger.com15