tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-167118023573797856.post6275882771764901923..comments2024-02-24T15:33:47.064-05:00Comments on Sooo-this-is-me: Stereotypically Gay Me.Sooo-this-is-mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02001864616415319712noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-167118023573797856.post-44247087603567941152016-07-20T13:22:20.620-04:002016-07-20T13:22:20.620-04:00I inherited that klutz gene too. Bad memories flo...I inherited that klutz gene too. Bad memories flood back from high school. My brother and sister were athletic stars, and I was pathetic when it came to sports. My parents always said I lacked confidence. Part of that may be true, but the lack of confidence came from being really bad at it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-167118023573797856.post-67144889948114879602016-07-16T17:00:41.594-04:002016-07-16T17:00:41.594-04:00Think of it not as a deficit but a divine release ...Think of it not as a deficit but a divine release from the yoke of custom and convention. Let the brutes push a ball around the place for a while and let's do go get cocktails - fabulous ones. Ur-spohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04237644452200889946noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-167118023573797856.post-24589115879678113322016-07-16T07:33:07.442-04:002016-07-16T07:33:07.442-04:00I know what you mean. The whole sports thing is aw...I know what you mean. The whole sports thing is awful. Can't throw a ball, catch a ball of kick a ball. But happy to caddy!<br />JPAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com