Monthly Archives: November 2010

>Just For Giggles: Catty Patty Cake

>I saw this earlier today, over at EllEmEllEmBee, or LMLMB, or Love Me Love My Blog, and I knew I would steal it!
Thanks Twunty!



Filed under Cats, Funny, Just For Giggles, YouTube

>Read It And Weep, Old Man McCain and Miss Lindsey Graham


Apparently the Pentagon’s long-long-awaited report on ::::gasp:::: gays in the military comes to the same conclusion that i had about, oh, seventeen-years or so ago when it was implemented:
Repealing DADT would present a low risk, low risk Johnny Boy, to the armed forces’ ability to carry out their mission.And, some 70% of service members believe it would have little or no effect on their units.
From the Washington Post:

According to a survey sent to 400,000 service members, 69 percent of those responding reported that they had served with someone in their unit who they believed to be gay or lesbian. Of those who did, 92 percent stated that their unit’s ability to work together was very good, good, or neither good nor poor, according to the sources.
Combat units reported similar responses, with 89 percent of Army combat units and 84 percent of Marine combat units saying they had good or neutral experiences working with gays and lesbians.

Of course, Gramps and Miss Lindsey will focus only on the idea of those surveyed overall–and between 40- and 60-percent of the Marine Corps–express concern about the repeal, or predicted a negative reaction, but the fact is that gay men and women have been serving in the military forever, and now we see that even members of the military, and military leaders, want discrimination to end.


Filed under Uncategorized

>It’s Today


Out there in Illinois, the Illinois General Assembly is expected to vote on same-sex civil unions legislation. It is expected, of course, to be a very close vote, though Illinois House Speaker Michael Madigan expects lawmakers to approve the bill, and the governor has voiced his support for civil unions.
I’m a bit ambivalent about this. I think if we start getting civilly unionized, or whatever you call it, then people will say we don’t need marriage; to me, civil unions are still back of the bus. If Americans, straight Americans, can marry whomever they love, then gay Americans should be able to do so as well.
To me, it’s just that simple.
Now, don’t get me wrong, civil unions are nice, but they still feel less than. Some people are married, you know, most people, but others aren’t because they can only have civil unions. It’s different, and different is less than. See, straight couples have the option of marriage or civil union, gay couples do not.
Back of the bus.
And, if civil unions are legalized in Illinois, well, don’t take that to mean that gay marriages performed elsewhere will be recognized, because that won’t happen. The bill will provide the same spousal rights to same-sex partners when it comes to surrogate decision-making for medical treatment, survivorship, adoptions, and accident and health insurance.
Nice, but still, not good enough.
For me, it should be marriage; equal marriage only.
This is just marriage-lite. And I won’t be spoon-fed this crap.


Filed under Civil Union, Illinois, LGBT, Marriage, Marriage Equality

>One Step Forward, Two Steps Back


I was really excited about this story when I first read it, and couldn’t wait to post it.

It seems that a Texas couple, a Texas gay couple, recently got married. In Texas. Where, you know, equality for the LGBT community and marriage is not exactly a reality. So, how did Mark Reed and Dante Walkup do it?

Via Skype. Reed, who is on the board of GetEQUAL, recently married Dante Walkup at the W Dallas Victory hotel. Their wedding was officiated by Skype, from Washington, D.C., where same-sex marriage is legal. They were married in a conference room  in front of about 80 people with a 6-by-8-foot screen looming behind them. At a W hotel in Washington, marriage quality activist Sheila Alexander-Reid officiated the wedding.

Folks are calling it an “e-marriage;” a high-tech version of the proxy wedding traditionally held when one of the parties can’t be physically present — because, for example, they’re in the military stationed overseas.

Mark Reed: “The reason we wanted to do it this way is because we wanted to have a wedding here in Dallas with our family and friends. It was very important that all of our family came. It was the first time they actually met, even though we’ve been together 10 years. If we had to go to D.C., there’s no way we could have had the people there who we wanted to be there.”

Although Reed and Walkup could marry in Dallas, they first had to travel to Washington DC to register. And Reed said while DC’s marriage law has no provision against e-marriage, the validity of the procedure could be challenged in court. So, the couple is working with legal experts and legislators from states where same-sex marriage is legal to draft statutes to solidify the practice.

Reed and Walkup say they have no desire to use their e-marriage to challenge Texas’ bans on same-sex marriage, but they do want to make same-sex marriage more convenient and less expensive for gay and lesbian couples to legally wed.

One step forward, right? Except then I read that the Washington DC marriage bureau is having issues with the legality of an e-marriage.

Sheila Alexander-Reid, who officiated at the Reed-Walkup e-marriage, says: “The D.C. marriage bureau kicked back the certificate we had filed.” Apparently, the DC marriage bureau has deemed that the marriage license filed following the Skype ceremony is invalid.

Reid-Alexander says the license is said to be void because the marriage did not take place within the District. She received a fresh marriage license from the court. Alexander-Reid could use it to re-officiate a Reed-Walkup ceremony, if they choose to marry again in DC, “with all parties . . . in physical attendance.”

Two steps back.

Gay Couple Legally Weds In Texas

DC Marriage Bureau Rejects Same-Sex Skype Wedding


Filed under e-Marriage, Marriage Equality, Texas, Washington D.C.

>Just For Giggles



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Doddering old fool, and out-of-touch-asshat, John McCain said the only reason the DADT repeal is such a hot button issue in Washington is because a president…oops, a presidential candidate used it as an issue to pander to the public for votes in 2008.
Kind of like some doddering old asshat who took all of five minutes to pick the most unqualified person on the planet to be his running mate because she was a woman and he thought Hillary voters would go for the Mama Grizzly Bore…..but I digress.
McCain is saying again and again, everywhere he gets a microphone, or what looks like a microphone, shoved in his face that DADT is not necessarily damaging to the military because it only discriminates against fags and dykes so, really, what’s the problem? I mean, it’s not like picking on the Jews or the Blacks….it’s gays. Who cares?
Note to John McCain: Retire already you useless gasbag. You cannot get over the fact that America chose Barack Obama over you, so quit already, like your esteemed VP choice in Alaska, and go back to Arizona and write a book. Or get yourself a delusional reality show. 

Then we have South Carolina asshat senator, perhaps deeply closeted–oh, who am I kidding, there is no perhaps–Lindsay Graham, who never met an anti-gay bandwagon he didn’;t want to high-kick behind in sequins and feathers.
See, Miss Lindsay agrees with McCain–so maybe there’s a little man crush happening there–and has taken to saying that there is no call for the repeal of DADT, it’s all just politics started by Senator Obama.
Um, Lindsay, it’s President Obama, bitch.
And it isn’t political, it’s equality. Dumbass.

And then speaking of Obama, he was asked by doddering–I am enjoying the use of the word doddering–old TV legend Babara Walters about Mama Grizzly Bore’s assertion that she believes she can beat him in the 2012 election. Obama hemmed and hawed and swerved away from answering, until he finally uttered the QUOTE OF THE WEEK when he said:
“I don’t think about Sarah Palin.”
Thank you, Mister President.

Leslie Nielsen has died, and I can’t think of anyone who doesn’t remember his performances in Airplane or The Naked Gun or Police Squad without laughing. I mean, surely you can’t think about Nielsen and his long, varied career, and end up with thoughts of his comic work and not giggle.
And don’t call me Shirley.

I keep reading these, um, reviews throughout the blogopshere of Burlesque and I have to giggle. People are acting like it was mesant to be a Chekhov play or the great American novel brought to the screen and are angry that it was a piece of fluff.
It was burlesque and Cher and sequins and Cher and glitter and Cher and songs and Cher and dancing and Cher and Christina and Cher and Cam Gigandet’s ass and Cher and Tucci’s chest hair and Cher and Cher.
What did you expect?
It was meant to be fun and frivolous and lighthearted.
Not Sophie’s Choice 2.

Now, perhaps someone smarter than I can help me with this one. And I know you’re out there because I can hear you all breathing.
The Portland bomber situation.
I understand that the FBI or Homeland Security or one of those agencies was in on this thing for years, and worked undercover for years to get this crazy kid, Mohamed Osman Mohamud.
What i don’t get is why they waited to arrest him until after he called his cell phone hoping to detonate the bomb-that-wasn’t-really-a-bomb? I mean, couldn’t he have been arrested for making his terrorist threats to undercover agents? Couldn’t he have been arrested for buying and making, or buying and having some one make, a bomb–even if it wasn’t a real bomb? Could he have been arrested for taking his car to the plaza with the fake bomb in it?
I just think so many things could have gone wrong while the FBI or Homeland Security or the Keystone Kops were working with this lunatic.

And, since I am being so good with the segues today, the people responsible for setting the fire at the mosque where Mohamed Osman Mohamud worshipped are terrorists, too.
I mean, is there really any difference between trying to set off a bomb in a public square filled with people and setting fire to a mosque where people are praying?
I hope they catch the sons-of-bitches who think they are being pro-American and set them up in a cell alongside Mohamed Osman Mohamud for the rest of their lives.


Filed under Cher, John McCain, Leslie Nielsen, Lindsey Graham, Mama Grizzly Bore, Mohamed Osman Mohamud, President Obama, Uncategorized

>Thanksgiving At Holiday House


So, we’re back from our weekend in the woods with The Round-The-Way-Gays, Neal and David. And we had such a wonderful time.

It was nice to get out of Smallville and up into the mountains–even though neither Carlos nor I are what one might call ‘Mountain Boys’–and nice to spend the weekend with good friends.
Neal and David’s cabin, dubbed Holiday House, I assume because being there is like a holiday–or at least it was for us–is just a couple of hours or so from home, but seemed a world away. Up in the Blue Ridge Mountains it is much cooler and quieter–yes, there are places quieter than Smallville–and just so peaceful. And, being our first trip up there, though we’d been through there a time or two, it was a treat to have Gladys The Tour Guide, aka Neal, to show us around.
If there is a corner of the area that Neal doesn’t know about, well, then it probably isn’t worth knowing about; he took us on tours around the mountains–with our trusty chauffeur David at the wheel–and through Saluda, which is tinier than Smallville, yet oddly more bustling, and up into Hendersonville, which is bigger and more bustling than Smallville.
And just so pretty.
We took the Pocket Dog, Ozzo, with us, for his first road trip, and he was quite well-behaved, for the most part. There was those awkward moments when he tried to hump Neal and David’s dog, Beecher, and there was an incident where, when Neal and David returned to the cabin without us, and then let him out of his carrier, that Ozzo ripped through the house, out the door, across the deck, into the yard, under the fence and into the woods. Neal and David were certain that Ozzo was lost to us, but, well, the little bastard found his face right around to the front door; he was just looking for his two daddies.
We had Thanksgiving dinner at the Saluda Grade Restaurant. Now, Carlos and I love cooking turkey for the big day, so this was quite different for us, but after stuffing ourselves with stuffing, and turkey and all those fixin’s, it made no difference to us. It was  a wonderful meal.
And we walked into every shop in town. One morning, Carlos and I went by ourselves into Saluda and walked through the shops. The first one, a garden shop, we talked for a while with the owner, who finally asked where we lived. We mentioned Smallville and she told us she had two friends, Neal and David from there. We laughed and said we were staying with them, and then she said, “Oh, you’re Bob and Carlos.”
Small town.
At an antique store down the road, we bought a couple of things and once again were asked where we lived. Smallville, we said. the woman asked her father, “Who’s that guy we bought that stuff from? Neal….something?”
That’s who we’re staying with, we said.
Smaller town.
Of course, then Hendersonville was bigger with more shops and more little nooks and crannies to explore. There was a Mast general Store, and as usual I couldn’t walk out of there without something, and neither could Carlos. There were art galleries and home stores and book stores and music stores, and, perhaps strangest of all, people on the streets….walking….shopping. At one store, owned by yet another friend of Neal and David, Carlos met a woman who lived in Spain for a few years so they prattled on in Spanish. I browsed the store,. listening for my name and the phrase “idioto esposo”. Then we walked down to the courthouse to see the Christmas Tree and, I want to say it was beautiful, but, as we all stared at it, with it’s limp strings of lights, we decided Hendersonville needed a homo to do the tree. Carlos volunteered, so, if all goes as planned, next year Hendersonville will have the most fabulous.tree.ever.

We ate; we drank; we drove; we bought; we shopped; we talked; we laughed.
All in all, a truly wonderful weekend.
Thanks Neal and David for such a great time.


Filed under Bob, Carlos, David and Neal, Smallville, Thanksgiving Day