You WILL Submit!!

The Washington Blade is requesting your Coming Out stories in time for October11th, National Coming Out Day.  I submitted mine (curse words redacted and it should be up tomorrow, hopefully)–which is no big deal because it’s been on the net in one form or another for about 3 years now–and highly suggest you send in yours.  Everyone’s experience is different, yet just as valid and potentially helpful to someone out there who’s still in the closet and needs some reassurance.  Share your story and help build someone up. 

Did I mention:

The two stories with the highest ratings will each win one round trip airfare ticket to anywhere in the continental United States courtesy of Orbitz! Contest will end on Octber 9th and winners will be notified through verified e-mail.

Two tickets would be better, ya know . . . so, yeah . . . read mine and rate it a big ol’ 5.  lol

THE CONTEST ENDS OCTOBER 9TH!!!  THAT’S NEXT TUESDAY!!!  VOTE EARLY AND OFTEN!!!  IT’LL TAKE 24 HOURS FOR YOUR STORY TO APPEAR ON THE SITE!!!  SO GO BACK TOMORROW AND VOTE FOR ME!!!  (So shameless.) *chuckle* 

Thanks.

Youtube Inanity

Our local CBS affiliate reported on a hate crime yesterday, perpetrated on a gay couple by some of their own young relatives.  And I don’t think it was anything to laugh about–these men suffered thousands of dollars in damage because they happen to love someone of the same sex. 

You can see the video of the news report by clicking here and checking out the “featured video” marked “Suspect Sisters Allegedly Target Gay Couple.”

This morning I saw this clip on Qlipp, a site that promotes pro-gay videos, and was aghast at this video, The Homo Truckdriver:

 

Simply placing a “humor” tag doesn’t make a video glorifying hate crimes “okay.”

And then there’s this just plain weird shit:

Frankly, I don’t know which video makes me want to lock my doors more. 

How About Basic Math?

Yesterday I had to go to Walmart for some laundry detergent and bleach.  Grabbing a large bottle of each from the shelves, I brought them up to the counter to pay.  As the young lady behind the counter scanned them and moved them to the bagging area, she let out a small “ugh,” indicating how heavy the bottles were. 

“Yeah,” I offhandedly remarked, “I got the big bottle of bleach to balance out the detergent.  One in each hand, you know.” 

She looked at the labels on the bottles and remarked, “this one says more ounces than the other one.” 

Me: “Well, those are volume, not weight.” 

Her: “Well, I never took chemistry.”

I held my laughter until the parking lot. 

I Already Miss Norm

And I’ve not even been gone 12 hours. 

And I’ve called him 3 times today. 

He is SO getting out of work early Thursday. 

UPDATE:  He just called me and said he hates it when I’m not home.  So now I’m happy. 

I am SUCH a girl sometimes. 

God Speaks

Funny.  Not because it makes fun of religion, but because it points out the untoward emphasis on gays by the those who call themselves “religious.” 

Where is the no-sex-before-marriage amendment, anyway? 

h/t GoodAsYou (Jeremy, where do you find these marvelous things?)