Let me be among the first to nickname the marriage ban Proposition Hate. I just contributed another $20. And without oversharing too much, I will say that’s a noticeable sum to our household. I encourage you to do what you can, and spread the word: Dear Friend, We now know
A few observations on the day, in bullet point fashion, so as to encourage a modicum (but only a modicum!) of brevity. And a few pictures, too (hundreds more at Flickr, here). [Above: Just a few of the hundreds of bikes on which dykes led off the parade, hours earlier.
Throughout high school I felt like there was a big fat party that I wasn’t invited to. Heterosexual normalcy. Dating guys, being “pretty,” being “popular,” the works. Being Not A Virgin. I felt as if I was looking through a thick Plexiglas window at something. Actually, I was. I was