Big Homo

Being a big homo isn't everything it used to be.  It used to mean something.  You had to have some class to be a big homo in the past.  Now, everybody and his uncle is a big homo.  You can't get a word in edge-wise there's so many homos out there.

I've been a big homo all my life.  It's hard to believe, but it's true.  I'm a fifty-eight year old man, a fifty-eight year old homosexual.  That's a lot of time to spend being a big homo.  I probably have a few insights to add to the lore of homosexuality.  Nothing special, but homosexuality has been a part of my life for a long time.  I've seen a lot, and I've done a lot, and I am my own man.  I have never been on the homosexual bandwagon.  I've never been on anybody's bandwagon.  I may even have a few unique observations to make about being a big homo.

Of course, I'm not just a big homo.  I am some other things too.  Christian Scientist.  Writer.  Cartographer.  Land surveyor.  GIS analyst.  Computer draftsman.  Database manager.  Son.  Brother.  Friend.  Neighbor.  Citizen.  Freemason.  People ask me, How can you do all these things and still be a big homo at the same time?  And I tell them, It isn't easy, but I've had a lot of practice.