Chapter Seven: Queer Eye for the . . . huh?

So, now I had a Palm Pilot which was waaay cooler than the one I gave back to MSMS in 2000, a cell phone, and a belly bag to hold them all in. I was feeling pretty good about my new choice in lifestyle until a co-worker compared me to someone they had seen on a show I've never watched called “Queer Eye for the Straight Guy.”

In other words, he was calling me gay.

I have to admit that this left me rather rattled and I almost stopped wearing a belly bag altogether. But, later I was motivated to wear one after I bought Louie's old blue belly bag for $7. It was roomier and had more pockets.