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If you hate gay marriage, have I got bad news for you….

So, not only are Cy and I getting married, BUT you’re losing the USA in a big, BIG way.

For those of you who really think that Natalie Grant was being “brave” for walking out on the Grammy’s (heh, I initially mis-typed that is “Granny’s”), may I suggest a few other places you might feel more welcome?

First of all, go enjoy the Olympic games at Sochi. According to their Mayor, no fags there! So: descend, my straight AND narrow hordes! Descend upon Sochi! (Go ahead — show them that there are closeted Bi folks!)

Then — oooo! — Saudi Arabia! No fags (but plenty of post-op-transexuals — women, in the eyes of the Wahabist!) You know what else you’ll love about the Saudis? No women drivers! (OK, OK, no PRE-OP women drivers!)

But honestly, if you’re a true — and I do mean TRUE — libertarian? There’s no place better than Somalia! Taxes? NONE! Goernment regulation? NONE! Personal freedom? Whatever you can defend with your own night! Now THAT’S the true Ayn Randian experience! (Holy crap, I sound like a travelogue!)

Finally, Uganda: you and your friends worked SO hard to be allowed to kill me there (should I ever be SO stupid as to go!) howsabout you go there for me instead?

It’s been a good, busy first week.

The funniest part? As soon as I got my work phone, I had to get a photo of my rental car to use as a background:

Below economy, apparently there is a “hilarious” class…

Apparently, below “economy”, there is a “hilarious” class…

Quite a first day…

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After a fairly long first day, G called,

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and insisted on a long-distance hug as I got to look at this view.

Yeah, it was a good day.

Happy new everything…

You know, as much attention as the recreational pot in Colorado story is getting, you would think it was mandatory, and that by this time tomorrow, the only other surviving industry in the state will be pizza delivery.

It’s been much too long since I’ve cleaned out my bookmarks folder: here is the result:

G had her first band concert tonight.

I found her nervous energy both amusing, and sadly reminiscent. (The reminiscent part was the annoying part, FWIW…and for that I have only myself o blame!) Plenty of thanks to Didi for making her hair and nails look awesome!

We eventually hit a point where I could make my standard dad-joke: “Break a leg — but please, someone else’s.” She, as expected, rolled her eyes at that joke, and went into the auditorium to join her friends.

I managed to get plenty of photos and video on clicky (her new camera from her birthday), and with her approval I will share a few of them.

Suffice it to say that we are all very proud of how well she did, and are also very pleased with both the structure and lenience so obviously provided by her teachers.

And then — and is this ME saying this? — I also want to express my thanks to the school administrators, who have made all this happen! Who would have EVER thought that I would appreciate a middle school as much as this? (Especially after my personal experiences!)