In the spirit of National Coming Out Day, I would just like to confirm all your little suspicions: Yes, I am a big homo. Ladies, I’m sorry to disappoint, but it’s true. I like to give it and take it up the butt and in the mouth. (Mom, I’m sorry you had to read that.) In the sack (or behind the shack), I like chest hair and Adam’s apples and external sex organs and chests without soft, fleshy protuberances. And, well, I don’t think it means much more than that. There may be ancillary effects, but I don’t think any of them are direct results of my preference for man-man lovin’. But still, there you have it.