I've pretty much had my own place since I was 18, but, outside of summer camp and college, I'd always lived within 20 minutes to mom. She was a regular at the Gateway Theater in Lauderdale for gay movies. How many watch Trick
"It's big, it's beautiful, and you're gonna love it
" while sitting right next to your mom? Okay, that part did feel a little weird at the time, but she liked the movies and I got used to it. Mostly all the guys seemed to like having mom around.
She enjoyed taking my gay friends out to dinner and my parents enjoyed hosting my friends on their boat. So I guess on the one hand, not so usual by having parents so accepting of gay life, especially pre-youtube, but pretty stereotypically gay by having never left home which I still carry with me close to my gay heart.
So I guess this could also be stereotypically Jewish or stereotypically Italian, but I love you mommy and I miss you.
Outside of "gay sex", I term I do not like, I can't think of much else. I'm a terrible dresser; I don't give a rat's ass for fashion. Having left the north 40 plus years ago, just yesterday I was accused of still having my Joisey accent (how butch!). I don't know actors' names. I like some musicals but I'm not gay fanatic about it. When you gay people discuss theater I mostly just shut up. I'm definitely not an Asian bottom (very funny post above). I don't enjoy bickering; instead, I just tell people to fuck off (you might have noticed) and as far as I'm concerned, I'm done with it. Never felt like I fit any of the gay subcategories (bear, jock, twink, geek, no thank you). Hate shopping! Gay? Hell, I'm not even metrosexual.
So ya'all can take your gay stereotypes and shove it up your ass. There, was that gay enough for ya?