There are a couple of fairly large elephants in the room that I have to discuss before anything else.
Firstly, I wasn't affected by the building explosion yesterday and neither was L'Ailee, although we did see smoke. TTG nobody died, although quite a few people were injured or lost businesses. It could have been so much worse. I always told you I will leave the house only if I am dead," Dr. Nicholas Bartha told his wife. A friend of mine says houses make people crazy and that's why she doesn't want one, but I think Bartha would have been crazy in a little studio apartment, too. Anyone who says we forgot about 9/11 needs to hear how concerned we all were, and how all our cell phones either rang or got turned on in unison. The phone lines were tied up for a few minutes!
Yet this waste of atoms can be married and I can't.
Speaking of which, there's that other elephant in the room. Straight friends both online and ITRW have worried that they're offending me by bringing up their marriages. All I really have to say is, don't worry! I'm not at all angry that others have and use that right. My mom raised me to believe that if others have something I want, it means I should work hard for my own, not take theirs away. Besides, that would be an awful lot of people for me to be angry at, and I could very easily have married a man myself. I'm angry at people who try to take the rights away from me, L'Ailee, and couples like us. I'm offended that it's coming to a vote in Massachusetts. I'm offended that bigots casually arrogate such responsibility over others' lives to themselves. But offended by others' love? Never!
I'm still amazed, and a bit disgusted, by the way Jeff Gordon won the race this weekend. So blatantly and deliberately spinning out Matt Kenseth like that! And all Kenseth was trying to do was hold his place up front! I felt so bad for Kenseth, even though he's one of those drivers I feel neutral about. I've always been taught to be careful with my trash on the track, because the cars are so precisely engineered that a chip bag or hot dog wrapper on the grill can cause a wreck--imagine what a deliberately thrown beer bottle, which many race fans gave Jeff Gordon as he won his dirty win, can do to the drivers behind him. But I think Gordon deserves consequences, too, and it's looking like ol' Rainbow Brite will be escaping them once again. Plus Tony Stewart ran out of gas because Gordon's stunt caused them to have to drive extra laps, and Tony had *just enough* gas. So he and Kenseth both finished in the twenties (out of 43 cars), when they could have had top five. I absolutely have no use for Gordon now!
Something excellent happened to me on Sunday, too. No, not that amazing episode of the 4400 (everything's coming together!) No, my neighbors got all curious, the way many people might if the neighbor woman had her window open and was filling the air with spray paint fumes and Sinead O'Connor singing reggae. (I sang along, adding lost lyrics: "Downpressor man/where you gonna run to/Dammit that hurts!/onnnn that day/Oops I missed that spot/and if you run to the rocks/Where's that other can?") So anyway, their little girl was so mightily impressed with my pink bed that I got a job redoing her room for her sixth birthday! It's going to be a little princess' paradise when I"m through with it. I'm getting paid on top of cost! And I've got a couple weeks. Next weekend, she'll be sleeping in her big sister's room while I install carpet tiles and paint. I love spending other peoples' money! And I'm going to be starting a portfolio. L'Ailee may or may not be able to help me out, but that's okay--it's a small room, and she'll have other opportunities, I'm sure. If I needed to put in all new furniture or something, I'd need her amazing sense of space and proportion, but for this one, I'm okay on my own.
Also, I'm looking at design schools for this fall. I don't really wanna go, but I know I need to jump through that hoop and get at least my associate's if I'm going to be serious about this; I also need to learn some things that I can't teach myself. I've always loved to learn, but always hated school. This, at least, is all about stuff that interests me and will be practical. Also, even if I don't use the certification I get, I can shop "to the trade" for myself!!! Now that's motivation! :-)
Oh, and it's link time. Ready?
I occasionally learn about useful things from the Advocate. Like Femme Mafia. I *still* get both straight and gay people acting all shocked that I have a female love in my life because I look my best in long hair and skirts; it's annoying.
Seven signs your partner may be straying. Good for all kinds of relationships.
Maybe if you watch the Amazing Race, you remember when a contestant sacrificed her hair at an Indian temple for luck. (It worked, too--she and her husband won it.) Womens' hair offerings are being used to fund temples. This made L'Ailee a bit twitchy, as she's worn wigs and extensions due to her personal preference. But I think once you freely offer a gift, it's the recipient's to do what they will with it, and why shouldn't the temples get funding instead of waste it?
Did you know the Chinese invented the first ice cream? If it weren't for, you know, the communism and brutal repression, I'd totally love that place, I swear. Here are some delicious Chinese-inspired ice cream recipes. Tried the coconut--it is YUMMY!