AGING GAYLY

From the moment we entered the world, we began growing older. I'm just more aware of it lately. Aging Gayly is a place for a fifty-something gay guy to drop his musings, rants, critiques and opinions about all things connected with queer life and mental health.

Tuesday, October 7, 2025

CROSSING THE BORDER

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It’s still five days away but already my mind is in Texas. It’s not about longing. No, the Lone Star State looms.    Texas is a Red State wi...
Monday, September 29, 2025

RUN AWAY WITH ME (Book Review)

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By Brian Selznick   (Scholastic, 2025)   I’ve been a fan of Brian Selznick since before I knew it. His name first registered with me with th...
Monday, September 22, 2025

STUMBLING--AND CYCLING--INTO A QUEER SPACE

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Back in January, I signed up to be a volunteer for an organization called Cycling Without Age. The opportunity seemed a perfect fit for me. ...
Monday, September 15, 2025

HOW GAY ART THOU, SHAKESPEARE?

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I came across an  article in the  Advocate   last week, another piece speculating that William Shakespeare was gay based on—Hark!—NEW EVIDEN...
Monday, September 8, 2025

BAN BANTER & TARGETING TRANS

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No gun, no shooting. That’s my firm stance regarding the American “right” to bear arms. (Read the Second Amendment and tell me how gun-ownin...
Wednesday, September 3, 2025

I AM ROBIN

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I don’t know how accurately this comparison will fit, but if my partner Evan and I were superheroes, I’d be Robin to his Batman.    When it ...
Tuesday, August 26, 2025

EXTREMIST ANTI-WOKEISM AT ITS WORST

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Sometimes just shaking my head is not enough to carry on with my day and erase all recollection of a ludicrous, insulting act. Anti-Wokeism ...
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Aging Gayly
Aging? Check. Gay? Check. I’m hoping we’re learning that neither is a bad thing. As to both descriptors, they are what we make of them. There have been times in life when I’ve fretted too much over words and mannerisms. Did that sound gay? Do I look gay? Why can’t I pretend to like Bon Jovi? Bon Jovi?! Who? What? Yep, a dated reference. I can only call myself middle-aged if I plan on living to one day make news as the world’s oldest living person. It’s a stretch, even if I eat homemade kale chips and continue jogging. By the way, feel free to add a comment to any of my posts. (Writing can feel so lonely!) Otherwise, you can tweet or DM me @RuralGay or email me at rural_gay@yahoo.ca. Follow me on Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/rxtraveler/ and on Twitter (X): @RuralGay.
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