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Open Letter to ThinkGeek
Dear ThinkGeek Crew,
I love you guys. I do.
So please believe me when I say that I say this with love: things like this are crap. You do not need to label the pink and purple version of things "For Girls." Some girls--like me--would prefer blue or green to pink. Some boys would rather get pink. And it's pretty unnecessary to label the colors ( Read more... ) -
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My Free Will Astrology horoscope this week (hadn't checked it in a year or more, but somebody reminded me of it):
An estuary is a bay where the salt water of a sea mixes with the fresh water of rivers. These days you remind me of such a place. You are two-toned, Libra. You're dual-purpose and double-tracked. You're a hybrid blend of the yes and ( Read more... ) -
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Today I realized that the year I came out was the year Matthew Shepard was murdered.
We've come further than I thought we might, and not as far as I'd hoped. -
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MY NEW BOOTS CAME.
And they are beautiful.
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A public service announcement
My friend Cabell is participating in a fundraiser for a Gay/Straight Alliance for Safe Schools. You know how I feel about GSAs in schools--I was a founding member of mine in my senior year at highschool. Just a few years before we started it, one of my best friends was attacked for kissing his boyfriend, and another one of my best friends was ( Read more... ) -
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I wish I dressed more like Scully. -
Retrograde
Mercury comes out of retrograde
all smiles, gilded eyes,
gloved hands. Never trust
a beautiful man.
Light steps made him a dancer
and moving backward
made him a monster. He plucked
words from the air
and wove them into nooses.
I would have liked
a laurel wreath, if he
could only have taken
pity on me, on his winged
and ageless feet.