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      <title>Hiways, Biways</title>
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      <description>Dispatches from the road less travelled</description>
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         <title>Some light from behind the clouds . . . ?</title>
         <description><![CDATA[In what I'm sure is a complete coincidence, soon after writing the <a href="http://www.bianyothername.com/blog/2007/11/the_storms_come_the_winds_blow.html"target="blank">previous post</a>, I ran across a book titled <a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1564762440"target="_blank">Letters From a Skeptic: A Son Wrestles with His Father's Questions about Christianity</a>. After reading the summary and reviews, I pounced on this book immediately.

It's a pretty easy read. I sailed through it in about 4 hours. The structure of the book is an ongoing dialogue addressing questions that many people, believer and agnostic alike,  have about God and Christianity. In a series of letters written between an unbelieving dad and his believing son, many hard questions are asked and answered, then turned over and debated some more. This is not a book of pat answers or easy questions.

What I came away from this book with was the realization that it is not the Gospel that I wrestle with. What I have issues with is the fundamentalist propaganda with which I was indoctrinated after becoming a Christian.]]></description>
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         <pubDate>Sat, 24 Nov 2007 07:13:15 -0600</pubDate>
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         <title>The storms come, the winds blow . . .</title>
         <description><![CDATA[Whenever something new or different comes into my life, I tend to obsess on that thing, researching and learning about it until I know everything about it. I often do this to the exclusion of other things that are just as important, or more so, than the subject of my obsession. 

When God opened my eyes earlier this year and allowed me to truly <em>see</em> my bisexual orientation, I started researching everything I could find about being a gay Christian. As always, I tended to be a bit obsessive in my research. I was acutely aware that it would be quite easy for me to get lost in the “gay,” and forget about the “Christian” part.]]></description>
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         <pubDate>Sun, 04 Nov 2007 07:52:12 -0600</pubDate>
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         <title>And in other news, the sun rose in the east this morning.</title>
         <description><![CDATA[On the Klein Sexual Orientation Grid, I score an average of <b>2.86</b>:<table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"><tbody><tr><td bgcolor="white" height="20" width="180"></td><td bgcolor="#ff6ec7" width="198">
</td></tr></tbody></table><table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="436"><tbody><tr><td><h3>0</td><td><h3>1</td><td><h3>2</td><td><h3>3</td><td><h3>4</td><td><h3>5</td><td><h3>6</td></tr></tbody></table><table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="450"><tbody><tr><td><h3><i>Straight</i></td><td><h3><i>Bisexual</i></td><td><h3><i>Gay</i></td></tr></tbody></table><h3><b>Explanation</b>
This result can also be related to the Kinsey Scale, on which I currently score 3.86:</h3>

0 = exclusively heterosexual
1 = predominantly heterosexual, incidentally homosexual
2 = predominantly heterosexual, but more than incidentally homosexual
3 = equally heterosexual and homosexual
4 = predominantly homosexual, but more than incidentally heterosexual
5 = predominantly homosexual, incidentally heterosexual
6 = exclusively homosexual

<b>Summary</b>
The idea of this exercise is to understand exactly how dynamic a person's sexual orientation can be, as well as how fluid it can be over a person's lifespan. While a person's number of actual homo/heterosexual encounters may be easy to categorize, their actual orientation may be completely different. Simple labels like "homosexual", "bisexual", and "heterosexual" need not be the only three options available to us.

<a href="http://www.youthnetsouthampton.org.uk/breakout/kleingrid.php" target="_blank">Take the quiz</a>]]></description>
         <link>http://www.bianyothername.com/blog/2007/10/and_in_other_news_the_sun_rose.html</link>
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         <pubDate>Wed, 31 Oct 2007 03:03:20 -0600</pubDate>
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         <title>I have a friend</title>
         <description><![CDATA[One of the symptoms of depression is that you tend to withdraw from everything; pleasurable activities, family, friends.

One such friend has been staying with us for the last few weeks. We'll call him "Jim." Jim is also bisexual, as well as dealing with other issues such as bipolar, PTSD (combat vet), diabetes and assorted other fun things. He's seen and been through a lot more than I can begin to comprehend.

The other night, <a href="http://www.bianyothername.com/blog/2007/09/depression_fucking_sucks.html">when the ground began crumbling beneath my feet</a>, Jim was there. He reached down into the vortex, grabbed my arm, and pulled me back.]]></description>
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         <pubDate>Sat, 29 Sep 2007 05:50:04 -0600</pubDate>
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         <title>About that last post . . .</title>
         <description>My apologies if the language in the previous post offends. I was feeling pretty raw at the time, so I&apos;ve decided to leave it the way that it came out. Authenticity, and all that.</description>
         <link>http://www.bianyothername.com/blog/2007/09/about_that_last_post_1.html</link>
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         <pubDate>Fri, 28 Sep 2007 06:21:23 -0600</pubDate>
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         <title>Depression Fucking Sucks</title>
         <description>Down

Down

Down

into the black depths; emotions lying to me,
making me irritable, hating everything around me.

I&apos;d rather be Mr. Spock. Cold, emotionless.
Better not to know love than to feel this way.

I become an asshole, mistreating everyone around me.
I know they&apos;re not the source, 
but they bear the brunt of my anger.

I love my family. They are a gift. 
I treat them like a Christmas present
from Aunt Myrtle.

They deserve better.
Unfortunately, they&apos;re stuck with me.</description>
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         <pubDate>Thu, 27 Sep 2007 21:09:53 -0600</pubDate>
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         <title>Doctor, doctor, give me the news . . .</title>
         <description><![CDATA[After extensive searching I finally found a psychologist to visit. Apparently, <em>psychiatrists</em> don't particularly care if you have pressing problems, since the earliest I could get with any was over two months from now.

So, my first appointment was today. I like her. We seemed to click, and I think that together, we can work toward improving the situation.

<em>Hope we have as an anchor to the soul.</em>
-Hebrews 6:19

Today, for the first time in a while, I feel hopeful.]]></description>
         <link>http://www.bianyothername.com/blog/2007/09/doctor_doctor_give_me_the_news.html</link>
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         <pubDate>Thu, 20 Sep 2007 22:40:26 -0600</pubDate>
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         <title>What&apos;s that bright light in the sky?</title>
         <description>A couple days ago, instead of sleeping for 17 hours straight, I finally got out of the house during the daylight (I work third shift) and did some socializing (Wednesday night dinner at church). It&apos;s amazing what a difference a little vitamin D(aylight) and F(riends) can make.  That was the first time in about a month that I had been outside during the day except for traveling home from work.

I&apos;m still not my normal über-chipper self, but the last few days have been much better. I&apos;m still looking for a good doc that&apos;s on my health plan. I think I just need to close my eyes, point and call one.</description>
         <link>http://www.bianyothername.com/blog/2007/09/whats_that_bright_light_in_the.html</link>
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         <pubDate>Sat, 15 Sep 2007 05:33:28 -0600</pubDate>
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         <title>Crash &amp; Burn</title>
         <description>I am so sick of this dark cloud hanging over me. I&apos;m no good to myself or anyone else like this, but what can I do? I&apos;m stuck with this until it decides to move on. Usually, a good night&apos;s sleep will suffice to get rid of a &apos;mood.&apos; All I&apos;ve done for the last two weeks is work and sleep, it seems, and I wake up feeling little better (emotionally) than when I went to sleep. I need to find a doctor to talk to. Perhaps a change of medication would help. 

I&apos;m afraid. I haven&apos;t been this bad since I was first diagnosed, and I don&apos;t remember being this bad for this long then. I&apos;ve even had passing thoughts of suicide. I couldn&apos;t do that, though. I would hurt too many people, and it&apos;s the quitter&apos;s way out, anyway. That is not the solution to anything, it&apos;s just the ultimate avoidance technique.

Past finding a good shrink (a challenge in itself), I&apos;m not sure what to do. I don&apos;t see how I can change any of the stressors in my life. In spite of the stress, I love my job and the people I work with. It literally is my dream job, and I don&apos;t want to quit (can&apos;t anyway),  can&apos;t just decide &quot;ya know, I just don&apos;t think I&apos;ll be bisexual anymore.&quot;

God, please help me. I don&apos;t think anyone else can.
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         <pubDate>Fri, 07 Sep 2007 01:00:04 -0600</pubDate>
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         <title>Mourning</title>
         <description>Finally admitting to myself that I am bisexual and fully embracing that fact with all its implications has affected me in many ways, some if them unexpected. For instance, I find myself experiencing a weird dichotomy: on the one hand, I love (and desire) my wife, thus always have been and will be faithful to her. Even so, I find myself experiencing a certain wistfulness, even sadness, that I have never experienced (and never will) &quot;the other side.&quot;</description>
         <link>http://www.bianyothername.com/blog/2007/08/mourning.html</link>
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         <pubDate>Tue, 14 Aug 2007 00:59:00 -0600</pubDate>
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         <title>Random thoughts . . .</title>
         <description><![CDATA[A t-shirt that I used to have (one of my very favorites) read:<br />
HETEROSEXUAL
does not mean homophobic
WHITE
does not mean racist
MALE
does not mean sexist<br /><br />Not sure if I should wear it anymore. Maybe if I had a new one made in Bi Pride colors . . .]]></description>
         <link>http://www.bianyothername.com/blog/2007/08/random_thoughts_1.html</link>
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         <pubDate>Wed, 01 Aug 2007 09:35:00 -0600</pubDate>
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         <title>Seasons of Love</title>
         <description>I was recently involved in a discussion regarding God &quot;healing&quot; me of being bisexual. I started to reply to a comment there, but by the time I was done, realized that I&apos;d gone off-topic for that forum, so I decided to post it here.</description>
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         <pubDate>Tue, 31 Jul 2007 08:04:00 -0600</pubDate>
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         <title>The Road Not Taken</title>
         <description><![CDATA[<em>by Robert Frost</em>

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.


Since I came out, this has become my anthem. Walking the path of a bisexual Christian is most definitely the "one less traveled by."]]></description>
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         <pubDate>Sun, 29 Jul 2007 01:02:00 -0600</pubDate>
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         <title>Triumph of the Will . . . ?</title>
         <description>As I had mentioned a few entries back, I have been dealing with the issue of porn for years; computers, broadband and long nights alone can be a killer . . .

Interestingly, since I came out to myself, this doesn&apos;t seem to have been an issue for me. It could be coincidence, but you never can tell . . .

I think that finding a *safe* place online to share my struggles with others in similar situations has had a bearing on this as well.</description>
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         <pubDate>Sat, 28 Jul 2007 04:09:00 -0600</pubDate>
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         <title>OGTs*</title>
         <description><![CDATA[<em>*Obvious Gay Traits</em>

I was talking with someone the other day about stereotypes and whether to avoid natural personality traits that may correlate with a negative stereotype. <em>Translation:</em> if you naturally act 'gay,' should you try not to act that way?"

This started me thinking; as usual, this square peg has trouble fitting <em>any</em> round hole. On the one hand,

- I can build or fix almost anything, from cars to houses (thanks, Dad)

- I love <strong>military</strong> history

- I'm a gun enthusiast, and enjoy hunting

- I drive a pick-up truck (I'm from Texas, though, so that may not count)

- I <em>hate</em> quiche!</blockquote>

On the other hand,]]></description>
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         <pubDate>Thu, 26 Jul 2007 09:07:00 -0600</pubDate>
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