Tainted: Why Gay Men Still Can't Donate Blood - Tara Sun Vanacore and Abigail Barnes. Especially with the country in great need of donation, science should speak louder than stigma in determining who can help. Shayna Brennan / AP I gave blood in the caucus room. That sounds like a Bob Dylan song, but it's actually a description of my experience donating blood to the Red Cross at the U.S. House of Representatives this summer. I decided to heed the call for blood after power outages paralyzed the Washington, D.C. metro area in June. It was the least I could do. But as I sat in a makeshift Red Cross booth, answering questions that would determine my eligibility to donate, alarm at an emerging pattern crept over me.
I had plenty of time to ponder these questions while sipping my orange juice and waiting for my blood bag to fill. Since 1983, Food and Drug Administration (FDA) guidelines have disqualified men who have ever had sex with men (MSM) from donating blood. Dr. Dr. I'd like to think that we've made progress since the AIDS Quilt first came to the Capital. Couple's Rings Equality of 1. The Kid | The Ones2Watch.
Should I Text HIm? Flowchart | Visual.ly - StumbleUpon. A Gay Christian Parody Musical: Straight to Heaven. Bi polarbear. Exotic Dancers, 1890s. Love letters. Le Love. 50 nerdy pick-up lines. Please Don?t Promise Me Forever | Rotating Corpse. Imagine this: It’s 1976 and you’re dating a man named Rick. He has a mustache and owns at least one reindeer sweater. High off of reading The Easter Parade and The Great Santini, he’s all pumped up to write the next great American novel but, to make ends meet, he’s currently working for Hallmark. He’s been really cagey about his latest project, only revealing that this will be the first time Hermann Zapf‘s Crown font is used in a publication.
The fact is, things could be better between the two of you; he forgot your birthday… then your anniversary. Then there was that time he bit your head off on the car ride home for making fun of him during a game of Monopoly at a friend’s house. Now, imagine it’s Valentine’s Day and you’re not expecting much – but Rick surprises you. And this: “Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. And there’s even a photo depicting couples board game night paired with this text: “Please don’t… make me look foolish in front of other people.” Formal-apology.jpg (JPEG Image, 797x596 pixels)
Fun E Humor - Joke and Humour Archive. Excerpted from the book "A Collection of Personal Ads From Alternative Newspapers," by Skippy Williams and Zohre Crumpton, 1996, Simon and Schuster: Bitter, unsuccessful middle aged loser wallowing in an unending sea of inert, drooping loneliness looking for 24 year old needy leech-like hanger-on to abuse with dull stories, tired sex and Herb Alpert albums. Me--trying to sleep on the bus station bench, pleading with you to give me a cigarette; you--choking on my odor, tripping over your purse trying to get away; at the last moment, our eyes meeting. Yours were blue. Can I have a dollar? Imp and angel. I am spitting kitty.
Three toed mango peeler searching for wicked lesbian infielder. Mongoloid spastic underwear model with extra limb (you guess where?) I like eating mayonnaise and peanut butter sandwiches in the rain, watching Barney Miller reruns, peeing on birds in the park and licking strangers on the subway; you eat beets raw, have climbed Kilimanjaro, and sweat freely and often.