I logged on to OUT the other day and discovered this message in my inbox:

Hello Dear,
My name is Antonia, a female. I am a nice loving and good looking young lady. I came across your profile page and I picked interest in you. Can we be friends? Contact me back direct with this my private email address so that i can send you my photos as i also introduce myself properly to you, at least for us to know each other more better.

I will be expecting your quick response, until then
Do take care of yourself and have a nice day
Yours Tonia

I think I'm in love...

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Adverts.

Love em, hate em, watch em, flick em - they are everywhere. But where I seem to hate them the most is when I come across ads online. Be they pop-ups, pop-unders, annoying banners, or flashy video ones, I pretty much ignore most of the online ads I see as I surf around. However, what's annoyed me the most recently are the ads they have on Facebook. You see, Facebook allows advertisers to specify what they want their target audience to be, so that their advert will only be display to interested people. But when I log onto Facebook, I see adverts for Gay personals, 'Find the man of your dreams today', 'Gay cruise for singles' and 'Gay speed dating in your city now!'. Okay, I get it already - I'm gay, single, and pathetic - can you come up with some new material already?

And if that wasn't bad enough, I had a rather interesting moment today when I logged into my amazon.com account to buy something for a friend. Amazon has this 'recommendations' feature where it lists items you might be interested in. So when I saw the little notification that said "We have new recommendations for you", here's the list of items that Amazon 'recommended 'to me:

1. 20 Warning Signs of Down Low Brothers
2. Gay and Single...Forever?
3. Camp Out
4. The Perfect Pregnancy Workout
5. Bridget Jones's Diary (Collector's Edition)

So according to Amazon, I'm a single gay pregnant man on the DL - and here I thought I had myself all figured out.

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Dear Malls of Dubai,

Every so often, I take the perilous journey to one of the various shopping malls dotted around town. Of course, finding a parking space is about as miraculous as a second Immaculate Conception, but I remain hopeful at all times. If I do manage to find a spot for my car and then saunter into the mall, I am overwhelmed by a tidal wave of people scurrying around the mall. And do you know why people scurry instead of walking? It's because there's no freaking place to walk around properly - there are so many kiosks scattered around the mall, that it's like trying to navigate a retail minefield. I'm sorry, but I don't need to buy knives, roasted nuts, sweets, muscle powders, zipper handbags, cheap wallets, belts, real estate, or the other shit that's in the way. Why can't everyone just rent out one huge store in the mall and call it "Random Crap"?

Sincerely,

A concerned shopper

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Section 377 is dead.

To my brothers and sisters in India, I congratulate you all on this milestone.

The road ahead is still not going to be an easy one, but this is just the first step for you all.

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