So, for anyone who doubted my close relationship with The Man, now there is proof.  The performance was an obvious shout-out to yours truly.  Why else would he sing Dancing Queen, out of all the songs in the known universe? 

If anyone needs me, I’ll be on my throne. 

It has come to my realization that I should clarify the current state of Chez Gay.  I enjoy sharing my incredible thoughts and talents with you little freaks, yet I also enjoy not having to come up with things to post about, so I’m in a state of in-betweenness, for lack of a better term.  Wait, there is a better term.  Limbo.  But you people would be confused about my meaning.

I have kept this to myself, but I feel the need to register my discontent.  After ”Taylor’s Tasty Nuggets” hit the shelves, I received complaints from folks that some grocery stores were not carrying the product.  “Let your grocer know you want this cereal,” I advised.  But you people went completely maniacal (more so than usual).  I then received complaints from grocery store managers all over the country, telling me to control my pests.  You crazies went too far, tying up cashiers in restrooms, knocking over displays and eating grapes that you didn’t pay for (those cost money, people!).  That’s not the way to get what you want! 

In hindsight, I should have posted an instructional manual here, regarding the correct way for you to request the cereal.  Instead, I decided to take a brief sabbatical, in order to reflect on my role as the Gray God’s earthly representative.

My short leave of absence felt nice.  It reminded me of my carefree moments as a child, when I’d play stickball on the roof with a squirrel and a rusty cucumber.  “Get off my roof, ya idiot,” dear old Uncle LaQuisha would say.  Nothing pleased me more than to beat the old coot with the squirrel.  Ah, youth.

Yes, I enjoyed my time off.  But we’ve become like your average dysfunctional family here, and you know my famous sensitivity, so I wanted to return to my faithful flock.  Yet with the current online state of affairs, it seems almost unfashionable to continue, and “Gay Passé” is not in my dictionaray.

So, to make a short story long, I don’t know if I’ll be making another blog post.  If so, see you soon.  If not, thanks for your sweet minionship. 

<applause goes here>                     
              

In other words, Gay didn’t like someone else getting the attention, so he is working his posterior off to get back here in a most expeditious manner.

He will be back soon.  Thank you for your patience in this matter.                      
              

I said, “Sure, dude.  But I’ll need a little dinero to cover my bulky bandwidth.”  I thought I heard him laugh, but it was probably a cough.  (You know how often this guy gets sick.)

He was so excited to hear I’d keep the site open that he made a little audio gift for everyone.  Click here to hear the audioblog!  If the file does not work (things are always failing on me), click here for another download link.  You don’t want to miss this, folks!            
             

Update:  That was an exhausting but very stimulating chat! 

I’m leaving the link up for all you Gayniacs who want to discuss me, my blog and I (no off-topic chats allowed!) in a chat format. 

***Please note that unless I make a formal announcement, anyone who is using the name Gay Charles in the chat room is an imposter of the most foul kind.  Look for more chats with Gay in the future!
   

For more fun at the International House of Gay, keep your eyes peeled for a possible surprise coming soon…
 

 The poll has spoken.