This is from Rick and Steve, the Happiest Gay Couple:

What’s so complicated about putting on a condom, climbing on top of me, pinching my nipples, calling me piggy, and kissing me precisely when I climax?

From the So Gay It Hurts department, Sirius 004 Movin’ EZ plays way too much of the Carpenters.

There is just something in Karen Carpenter’s voice singing “Before the rising sun…” that always makes me smile. Every time without fail.

From the So Gay It Hurts department, Broadway’s Best on Sirius 77 is playing the entire Cats Broadway Cast recording today. I’m sitting here humming along, trying not to break into song with it.

I’m thinking I might want to see Wicked in London. I wonder if Steve will want to see it. Yes, I’m so gay it hurts.

I’ve downloaded another “so gay it hurts” type of remix. It’s another mix of “almighty” mixes. This ought to be awesome. The only problem is that my iPod cable is at work, so I won’t be able to listen to it until I get to work.

From the so gay it hurts department… I’ve been listening to the cast recording from Mama Mia incessantly again lately. I have no idea why it’s so catchy… other than the fact that it’s ABBA music.

A friend of mine once described me as “So gay it hurts.” Today, I was listening to this megamix of gay anthems and it’s 90 minutes of music that is… well… so gay it hurts.

Shawn, I salute you.

The mix is Tuffcub‘s RVT Almighty Mix, and it’s pretty awesome.

I really love my job. I’m working on some really cool stuff right now, and it’s all pretty high profile. Some of it really reaches to the core of our business, and I’m dealing with some pretty high-level people in implementing. If I do well, that’s really good. But if I screw up, that’s a really bad thing.

From the I’m so gay it hurts department, I bought season three of Wonder Woman on DVD today.

I also bought some bully sticks for the three pugs. They’re 12” long each. That’s a lot of chewing.

From the I’m so gay it hurts department, I have tickets to see Wicked here in Boston on Wednesday, April 19. How fucking excited am I?