Making Mischief of One Kind and Another

I discovered Terrible Yellow Eyes while browsing io9 today and it made me do the Snoopy Dance. Where the Wild Things are is one of those things that shaped me as a child. It's simple rhythms and haunting words echo through my mind, they beat my heart.

Needless to say i'm super excited about the new movie (though what i'm really hungry for is the director's cut.)

No Map

When my boyfriends and I broke up up this April we discussed the potential of all of us continuing to live in the same apartment. As ridiculous as this sounds at first blush three factors gave us very high hopes for successful cohabitation; first of all i have my own room, second we are very good friends, and third we share friends (a former couple) that broke up not to long ago and they continue to live together and be best friends (it seems very happily). Ultimately we  agreed to give it to the end of this month (May) to feel it out with the agreement that we would be 'extremely careful with each others feelings.' I was super excited, because i love these men, and we have built a home together. I don't think anyplace that i've shared with another person has ever felt like home before. And even though I don't think our marriage (and it felt like a marriage, even though i know it wasn't) makes a lot of sense any more, I still love them and this is still my home.

But I'm not sure that it's working out. My ex has not been what i would consider to be 'extremely careful.' It's not that i think he's going out of his way to be disrespectful... but if i had done some of the things to him that he's done to me in the last few week he would flip his shit. I'm not even that mad, its not like we set down specific rules to follow, i guess i just didn't expect our definitions of 'extremely careful with each others feelings,' to be so far apart.  It's days like these i really wish my life came with a rule book, or a set of instructions, or map to tell me how to get from infancy to old age. Fuck, I'd settle for a diagram on the back of a cocktail napkin.

Notable News

Paul Bockwaldt talks about joining the Gotham Knights (HOT gay rugby team) to bond with his gay brother.

Craigslist demands an apology from the AG of South Carolina.

Stephen Walt over at Foreign Policy Magazine makes a great argument for tolerance.

Chris Hedges decries the 'Disease of Permanent War'

A Somewhat Brutal Reentry

I've been back from the Short Mountain Gathering for about two weeks now. I know i should have posted sooner but my reentry into the default world has been somewhat fucking brutal. As if adjusting from the bucolic Eden of Short Mtn. Tennessee back to City Life wasn't hard enough, i contracted the most heinous and bowl liquefying strain of the Faery Flu known to man. I have been unable to do almost anything accept drag my ass to work for a few hours each day and sleepsleepsleep... But now i'm recovered, and ready to jump back into my life with gusto.

I used Kevin's camera up on the Mountain, and once i can get the pics downloaded into my computer i will have a big show and tell.

Celebrating 420 With Family Guy

Bong toting babies and cat murder. I love this show.

Desert Mix

The Coachella music festival is going on RIGHT NOW and I feel like the only person i know who isn't there.

So in order to salve my pain I made this little playlist of the bands i wish i could be seeing...

1. Beirut - Nantes
2. Peter Bjorn & John - Young Folks
3. Jenny Lewis - The Big Guns
4. The Ting Tings - Great DJ
5. The Killers - Somebody Told Me
6. Glass Candy - Beatific
7. Devendra Banhart - I Feel Just Like A Child
8. The Kills - Cheap and Cheerful
9. M.I.A. - Paper Planes
10. Felix Da House Cat (feat. Princess Superstar) - Coochie Coo
11. Yeah Yeah Yeahs - Heads Will Roll

*sigh*

Desert Living Pt. 2

I'm having so much much fun driving around the desert, running errands for my mom. Who could have known that I would miss this so much? I thought i had fully gone NoCal native, i love walking around my neighborhood (i love that i CAN walk around me neighborhood) and taking the MUNI. But just being able to get in a car and go...

I gues you can take the boy out of SoCal but you can't take SoCal out of the boy.

Desert Living Pt. 1

Last nights crazy wind storm knocked out the power on my mom's block, so i'm stealing internet from (i am assuming) somewhere across the street. Hopefully they get the power up and running soon because Desert - Air Conditioning = Brutal.

Until then i'm sipping coffee by the pool at my mom's house whilst listening to Roisin Murphy, life could be worse.

Glad to be Alive

I have been flying several times a year since i was old enough to walk and that was, hands down, the most brutal flight i have ever experienced.

It all got off to an unusually smooth start. I even got to the airport early, which any one who has ever traveled with me can testify never happens. I'm usually the last one on the plane having jostled my way through security and bolting tword the terminal with my shoes in hand (stupid shoe rule!). But no, not this time. This trip isn't for me, it's for my mom, and i was bound and determined i wasn't going to make her wait or worry.

The plane was practically empty, only twenty of us or so, and i had a whole row to spread out in. The pilot warned of mild terbulance but for most of the trip it was barely noticable. In fact the whole adventure was looking like it was going to go down in my personal history books as the most unremarkable flight i'd ever taken until the very end.

There were 70mph winds whipping through the Coachella Vally as we came in over Palm Springs Airport (fun fact: at 73mph winds officially become 'hurricane force') and the airplane began to shake violently. We were coming in low for a second pass when we experienced a crazy CRAZY wind shear and we dropped like a STONE. People were puking, the guy in the isle across from started to cuss softly, but the kicker was when the stewardess at the back of the plane started to sob uncontrollably. Doesn't exactly instill confidence.

Clearly we survived. They diverted our flight to Ontario Mills airport and they shipped us into Palm Springs on a shuttle. But i am very VERY thankful to be walking around on Mother Earth.

Four Down...

Holy Shit!

This morning Vermont became the first state of The Union to legalize gay marriage by an act of legislature when it's lower house voted 100-49 (the minimum needed) to overturn Governor Jim Douglas' veto of a marriage bill passed yesterday by both Houses of the Vermont legislature.

Vermont joins Connecticut, Massachusetts, and Iowa; all of whom had Gay marriage dictated to them by their Judicial branches.

A few weeks ago, when the California Supreme Court was hearing arguments for and against gay marriage i got into a bit of a... lets call it a 'spirited debate' with my dear friend Rand when i espoused the opinion that perhaps it is not in our best interest to keep winning these victories in the courts. In fact without a legislative or referendum victory under our belts these court victories are hollow, reversible at any time, like Roe V. Wade. But now we have the first true mark of the changing tide. Nothing can stop us.