The adventures of Tommy Boy

It’s been a good, albeit an odd fall/holiday season thus far. As I laid out in my previous post, Halloween was a dream come true. My income hasn’t been great but my awesome Grandmother gave us a publix card so we had an amazing Thanksgiving dinner at home with my best friend Matt. Had a blast but more importantly lots of leftovers ๐Ÿ™‚

Rheumatologically I’m doing a bit better since switching up my meds. I’ve been on Xeljanz the last few weeks and it seems to be helping quite a bit so that’s awesome. Off the prednisone and back to sleeping relatively normally which I’m quite pleased with.

Mentally I’ve been a mixed bag but I’m holding. I’m a lot more relaxed now that I got a very helpful early Christmas present. Been a bit frantic and anxious lately but its mostly under control. Excited about seeing my big Sister soon too, she’ll be here a whole month ๐Ÿ™‚

I don’t really worry much these days about dressing or looking like a bit of a Nancy boy. I mean, I’m not doing anything ridiculously over the top. I’ve just let my guard down a bit. I’m not cartoonishly such but I am a guy who is deeply in touch with his feminine side and not afraid to express it occasionally. I realize that I might get jumped for looking like a homo but I don’t really give a fuck. I dress the way I do because it gives me joy. I don’t really care if other people don’t like or approve of it.

All I’m really doing is finally being comfortable enough with myself to not give a shit what people(especially other men) think or say about me. Yeah, I’m a bit crazy and a big fairyboy. I know who the hell I am and it only took me well into my thirties to figure it out and to be okay with myself.

I sometimes feel like an oddball in both the queer and Metal communities. I’m Death Metal as fuck but I’m the only Gay Death Metalhead I know except for a dude I follow on Instagram (I’m on there as rainbowbritethedestroyer) ๐Ÿ™‚

I don’t care if I fit in or if people approve. I’m the Death Metal Faerie Boi and I like myself this way, damn it.

Whatevers. It’s almost time for Christmas. All I want is more time with my darling and LOTS of wacky knee high socks. The more insane the better. That is all ๐Ÿ™‚

Happy Holidays!

Tommy

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Muh Christmas in words and images :)

Well, it really was a good Christmas this year,  at least for me. I had a lot of fun catching up with family and feasting upon some truly excellent food including my Grandmother’s legendary Baked Crab. My Uncle Ray brought us all wood caddies with six bottles of his home brewed beer as presents. Plus more for us to drink that night.I consider myself to have a fairly discriminating pallette and they were all quite well crafted with a great balance of flavors. I made sure to tell him as much. 

What else? I got a really killer present from my Mom. Here’s what I got:

It’s a really thorough sewing set in a sturdy wood box. And wait until you see the front :

Cool, ja? DAMN STRAIGHT. 

Shannon and I went to my Grandmother’s house and then my Aunt Lisa’s house for Christmas Eve festivities.  Without boring you about everything I got I’ll stick to highlights.  Let’s just say I’m very happy with how this Christmas went. My Grandmother gave me a really cool Irish cookbook,  which I’m excited about exploring. Also got some amazon cards and got ten albums I’ve been burning for.

   After that we came home and exchanged most of our gifts except two and our stockings  (and our dog and two Cat’s stockings). Illustrated here:


Shannon sheepishly handed me my first present and I soon figured out why.  He also got me a (the gayest possible )sewing kit. Check it out :

Pretty much the gayest thing on earth,  methinks.  But whatever Man, I’ve made peace with my feminine side or whatever you wish to call it.  Either way, double the sewing supplies.  Also, I helped a bartender I work with move and she gave me her sewing machine.  I have a mannequin too. I am all hooked up to do mad crazy battle jacket works. 

Speaking of,  I finished patching up the body of the jacket  (still need to put a few more patches on the arms ) and started spiking the dead space.  Here’s where that’s at:

I’m going to tighten up the spiking,  this is just the beginning.  But yeah,  that’s what I did at home on Christmas day,  that and lots of non Christmas music.  

On an unrelated tangent,  here’s one of Shannon’s stocking stuffers: an ornament with his little girl Marci on it:


I also did a Rib roast that my Mom was nice enough to gift us with.  It is absolutely superb. 

Plus, I got to use my kitchen sawzall illustrated here:

All in all,  it’s been a wonderful Christmas and I’m grateful that I got to share it with those I love.  I wasn’t able to do a whole lot of shopping this year but I tried to be as thoughtful as I could achieve. Both my Mom and Grandmother’s cards had long notes in cursive (took a second to work the bugs out as it had been nearly a decade) expressing gratitude and love.  My first attempt at doing one of those awesome cards that touch the soul. 

I sincerely hope you have enjoyed this wee portal into my Christmas adventure.  Now to enjoy a little shopping and tomorrow it’s work work work!

Happy Holidays –

Thom 

My Christmas Present to myselfย 

I finally printed and framed my two best Concert Photos,


 On the left: With Harald Oimoen from DRI last December. 

On the right : With George Fisher at a Paths of Possession Show in December of 2005.

It’s not a big present for me, but I like it ๐Ÿ™‚

Have yourselves a Happy Holidays!

-Thom

Muh Festive Tree

This year I only lasted for two days into November to start Christmas decorating. I’m not sure how, but Christmas and whatnot has kind of become a big deal to me.  At least a bigger deal than my teen/young adult years. 

For a while I was kind of mad during the holidays because I didn’t get why everyone went along with what I thought was a Christian holiday.  As I came to learn more about the theft of Pagan traditions (including but not limited to Yule) the more I realized that Christmas is pretty cool,  as well as decidedly Pagan. 

My Christmas tree is a reflection of me, which is why there are skulls, cartoon characters and lots more.  A few angels to keep it on the level ๐Ÿ˜‰ Han Solo, Darth Vader, the Tick, Starscream, Batman and an attractive anime girl as well as a hammerhead shark in there somewhere. Also, yes- that is a DRI patch up there by the lead angel.

Just thought I’d share today’s nerding out. 

-T

On 2015

     In the annals of Thom history this may well be remembered as the year that I (re)found myself. It in many ways has been a breakthrough year for me and I’m so floored by it that I’m choosing to blog about it before Christmas is wrapped up with.

Let us take a moment to see where I am with things:
OFF SSDI Completely. I owe them a bit for an overpayment but whatevs. Those are the breaks.

In love. This is a big one. During a production I was acting and stage managing for I fell for one of the actors I had previously worked with. Sparks flew and we just celebrated our first Christmas together under the same roof.  He fills my soul with mirth and my heart with unparalleled joy.

Re-ignited my passion for being a Metalhead and diversified somewhat as a listener. Saw three shows this year. One was a bunch of bands at the brass mug with the Koroidia guys playing and the other two were Napalm Death/ Voivod and DRI. In spite of wishing I made it to more, these three shows made my year. Particularly DRI, in no small part due to my buddy Damien and I getting to hang out with Harald Oimoen.

Speaking of whom, I just ordered his book ‘Murder in The Front Row’ which is all about the Bay area Thrash explosion. Words can not describe my excitement level. All I gotta do now is take it to the next DRI show and get it signed for the win.

As far as diversification of my listening pallette I’ve come to a far greater appreciation of stoner/sludge rock and psychedelic rock which utilizes more punkish touches and accents. Jex Thoth, I’m looking at you.

Anyhow, this year hasn’t been without angst or heartbreak, but it has been a pretty damned good year. I am feeling alive, rejuvenated and ready for war.

Happy Holidays to all!

Love-

Thom

I’m (somewhat) back!

I haven’t posted much of anything in a while. I realize that these dry spells probably make it difficult to maintain a decent amount of an audience. I’m often not sure why I blog, until I remember that it’s crucial to my overall thought organization \ analysis process. Also, I had a rough few months with forearm tendon and ligament issues from too much knife work.

However, it’s been a while and I have a decent amount stored up to share with my readers. I like WordPress because it is a great way for me to step outside of my own existence for a bit and crawl into the head of another.

I’m still brewing amazing kombucha, had a continuous brew going for some time now. I’m working but only part time as the wrist issues are not fully behind me. Things are lovely with my amazing boyfriend. We don’t have Christmas stockings for either of us but we do for our dog and two cats. How gay is that? ๐Ÿ˜‰

I finally finished my battle vest after working on it for nearly a year. Finished it just in time to go see DRI last week. It was the show of a lifetime. Met Kurt Brecht and Harald Omioen. My Buddy Damien came with me to the show and bought me beer and we had a blast. I went in the pit for about a minute during Bleeding Money’s set and it was pure feral delight.

The highlight of the night was Damien and I hanging out front of the venue with DRI bassist Harald. He told us the story of his goofy dance bomb on Watain’s stage at the Maryland Death Fest. We talked Metal and got a few awesome pictures of the DRI gents we met. Very nice people and they absolutely destroyed the place with their live show. Pure professionals, those guys.

Aside from that, just keeping my head above water and getting ready for Christmas. Shannon and I had a blast decorating our tree together for our first holiday season as a couple.ย  My blood pressure was a bit high from being on adderall so I got put on an ACE inhibitor and got it under control and switched to Ritalin. Oddly enough, even though I hated it as a kid it seems to be a better fit than the adderall. Fancy that.

That’s about all for now. Here’s a few photos of the vest and from the show.

Enjoy!

Love,
Thom

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