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Let the Spin Begin
At long last, the election of 2012 is behind us. Contrary to all the hype about having to wait days for the results, the outcome was certain early in the …
Purse Envy
The first purses I remember were the enormous bags my beloved Aunt Toodles always carried. I couldn’t tell you what they looked like. I just remember they were huge. When …
Waffled Like A Chick-Fil-A Fry
When the Battle of Chick-Fil-A started, I prided myself on what I believed to be a moderate position. Since they’d never refused service to a gay person (to my knowledge) …
On the Other Hand…
In yesterday’s blog, I came out as a Chick Fil A and Target fan, despite company support for anti-gay groups. If Chick Fil A’s CEO doesn’t shut up, I might …
Me and My Tea
I happen to like Chick-Fil-A. There. I’ve said it. I’m a gay man and I like Chick-Fil-A. In fact, I prefer it over all other fast food options. The restaurants …
We’ve Come a Long Way
After Christmas Eve takes place in late 1965 and early 1966 in Washington, DC. I didn’t have a choice. Details I wrote into Until Thanksgiving, before I knew there would …
Bye Bye Boy Bars
I read that the number of gay bars is steadily declining. Various Google searches confirmed the trend without turning up any actual numbers. Hard to know if it’s true or …
My Gay Wedding
I “came out of the closet” nearly thirty-two years ago at the tender age of twenty-one. Thanks to the pervasive homophobia that existed then, coming out really did a number …
