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So my weekend began on Thursday night when I went to see Hillary ("Hilldawg") Clinton at the Abbey. I've still not made up my mind for whom I'll vote, but I went nonetheless. When the first woman who may very well be a contender for the Presidency comes a couple blocks from your pad, you go.

I wish I could as enthusiastic about a candidate as some of the attendees were, but I'm just not there yet. I'm not a "Hillstar" (that's what apparently they call themselves).

Nonetheless, it was a very nice event. Hillary spoke very well and convincingly. She wouldn't come out and endorse gay marriage, but made it relatively clear if you were reading between the lines that it wasn't because she didn't think gay marriage shouldn't be legal, but that it was a process, and civil unions were a necessary step in that direction. It's not the answer the idealist in me wanted to hear, but it's perhaps an honest one (or at least a politically expedient one).

She talked about a lot of things, most of which I'm sure you can read in a bajillion places so I'll skip it and leave you with a link to my Flickr set of that night.

Hillary Clinton

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"AIDS is not just God's punishment for homosexuals; it is God's punishment for the society that tolerates homosexuals." -Jerry Falwell (1993)
"AIDS is the wrath of a just God against homosexuals. To oppose it would be like an Israelite jumping in the Red Sea to save one of Pharoah's charioteers." -Jerry Falwell (1991)
"I really believe that the pagans, and the abortionists, and the feminists, and the gays and the lesbians who are actively trying to make that an alternative lifestyle, the ACLU, People for the American Way all of them who have tried to secularize America I point the finger in their face and say, "You helped this happen." -Jerry Falwell, blaming liberals, feminists, and gays for 9/11 (2001)

I know many will and have said that someone's being relieved (or even happy) at someone's death is in poor taste. I respect that view (my parents have certainly taught me better). Nonetheless, count me among those happy Jerry Falwell is room temperature.

I'll feel reverence at his death as soon as I'm done revering the deaths of the people Falwell's rhetoric helped murder: Matthew Shepard, Jacob Orosco, Eddie Garzon, and the many others who have been beaten and killed, as well as the many more who will no doubt continue to be hurt by his hate mongering.

Jerry, may the afterlife be a place where you feel and see all the pain you caused others every single day.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some dancing to do.

*with apologies to Kina

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Years ago, I blogged this about LGBTQ suddenly becoming LGBTQI.

I thought we were done.

Oh no.

Apparently, there are people who sit around a table and get really, really bored so they just try to think of something to add. Why? I have no effing clue. But, yes, ladies and gentlemen, somewhere along the way, we became:


Did I miss a memo?

I guess my ghey membership lapsed or something. As I recall, when the Q was added, it was supposed to be a catch-all. Personally, I think when Q was added, we should have dropped all the other letters. Then we could've just become "The Q."


Anyway, they diluted the Q with another Q, which I can only assume is Questioning. My friend tells me the A is for Allies.


I can't wait to find out what letter we add next! A what point did this become ridiculous? I say we get it over with and just call ourselves ^[A-Z].


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Today, Ryan managed to drag me to the gym (after a couple weeks of being a total lazy ass and not going). I noticed a rather hot, blonde guy, so I smiled in that ridiculously awkward way I do when I see someone cute, and he smiled back. We continued this coy smiling back and for through several sets until we both sorta moved in each other's direction to say, "Hi."

Ghey GayersonIn case I've not mentioned it lately, I'm horrible at flirting. Seriously, the 49ers have more game than I do. (okay, okay, okay... I looked that up.) Anyway, I got his digits, and hopefully I'll call him and live out the disaster rather than just play it out in my head numerous times before deciding not to call.

After our workout session, Ryan and I went for pedicures. Sure, laugh if you want, but it's flip flop season, and it would have been unfair to unleash my unkempt extremities on small children. Yes, I did it for the kids. Okay, well, maybe the $5 salt massage treatment was for me.

After this nirvana, however, we went to the Sunset 5 for a movie. We just finished watching Gregg Araki's new film, Mysterious Skin. It should come as no surprise that it was disturbing (and contained an alien subplot). However, while Nowhere was Tom-Cruise disturbing, Mysterious Skin was Mel-Gibson-playing-the-role-of-Michael-Jackson's-love-child disturbing.

Seriously. I still feel anxious (and we got out of the film a couple hours ago). I'm not sure how to shake the images, so I think I am just going to try watching something light. If anyone needs me, I'll be sitting fetal in front of the TV, watching the Cartoon Network, rocking back and forth for a little while. Just, disregard the mumbling, and no sudden noises, please.
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In honor of Star Wars opening night....

Hayden and Ewan share a kiss

I think my loins are burning.


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