Chocolate pecan pie sous-chef, Berkeley, CA.

Pancake hearts, made as antidote to Prop 8 hate, mid-campaign.
After my mom died (now over fifteen years ago), I was thrust into that heightened state of awareness one has in the wake of the death of someone close.  The world carries on as if nothing’s changed, except you’re rocked to your core.  You see pettiness [...]

What the man said, in 1978, not long before his assasination [with some gratuitous modern editorializing]:
Without hope, not only [white] gays, but those [nongay] Blacks, and the Asians, and the disabled, the seniors — the “us’s — the “us’s” — without hope, the us’s give up.  I know that you cannot live on hope alone.  But [...]

In which I wince and engage in some self-referentiality, vis-a-vis the blog.
For those who notice such things, or give them any thought (or read this blog in its direct form, and not in a feed reader) I figured I ought to point out the obvious: I’ve started running ads on this here jobbie.  
It became [...]

In Daddad’s lap at the diner, San Leandro, CA.

I heard about this event yesterday from a fine fine lesbian blogger in the town of my birth:  
Please join us as we reach out to all the citizens of California to demonstrate that we will not tolerate discrimination to be written into our State Constitution.
 
Who: Anyone and everyone.
Where: California State Capitol Building, Sacramento, CA
When: 11/22/08 2:00PM
Why: Equal Rights are [...]

The irony in the post title here is in no way meant to undermine the truth of the statement.  Only to perhaps indicate, through example, some of the impact of that stress: mild delirium and a slighly wild-eyed, gallows humor.
Whilst perusing the Gay Tax Protest site, I saw a piece on this November 18 American [...]