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Saturday, May 31

Closets are for clothes

Richard Chamberlain has come out. "I'm not afraid anymore," he says in the article. As a leading man and a romantic figure (I freely admit to falling in love with his Father Ralph when I was oh, 12), he didn't feel he could be open about his sexuality. I don't understand why knowing Richard Chamberlain's sexual orientation has any bearing on Father Ralph and how he really, really loved Meggie. Why can't people divorce actors from characters?

Um, pot, kettle, black, Jen Garrett? You know you were convinced you were going to marry Wil Wheaton, er, Wesley Crusher, when you were 13.

Wednesday, April 30

Orient Yourself


Who hasn't felt like they wanted a gay boyfriend? (It's a long download, but so worth the wait.)

I'm working on an alternate version, Gay Girlfriend. Because what guy doesn't want a girl who will watch sports and never talk about her feelings?

Wow. That is so me. Anyone wanna catch the game?

Tuesday, April 29

Would that be a salt marsh?

A marsh fire swept through Mentor, Ohio. I didn't know that such a thing as a marsh fire even existed. Brush fire, sure -- it's dry, fire, no problem. Marshes seem kind of ... wet for fires, don't they?

I think the fire chief explained it best when he said of Mentor, "It's a beautiful place to live until it's on fire."

Which is why I no longer live in Ohio. If it's not beautiful when it's on fire, what's the point?