Countdown to Equality

•April 18, 2009 • 1 Comment

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46 Days until the California Supreme Court announces the decision regarding Proposition8.  Will we will be able to add another star for equality?

•March 20, 2009 • 3 Comments

Prop 8 Oral Arguments before the Supreme Court today

•March 5, 2009 • 2 Comments

At 9am  March 5th the Supreme Court of California will hear the oral arguments regarding Proposition 8.  The judges will be required to submit their decision in writting with 90 days.  By June 3rd I will know if the State of California deems me an equal citizen worthy of all the rights and privlidges as other Californian’s. 

 

What frustrates me the numerous criminals currently held in California prisons that have this right.  I have done my utmost to live an upstanding life (and aside from my gay-walking ticket at a Prop 8 protest in November.) Below is a brief list of people who currently are viewed by the State of California to be worthy of the right of marriage while denying it to me.
Alejandro Avila – rapist & murderer of five-year-old Samantha Runnion.

Lawrence Bittaker – serial killer convicted of torturing and murdering 5 young women.

Vincent Brothers – convicted and sentenced to death in the shooting and stabbing of 5 members of his family, including 3 children.
 
David Carpenter – the “Trailside Killer.”

Kevin Cooper – convicted for the hatchet and knife massacre of the Ryen family.

Tiequon Aundray Cox – sentenced to death in 1986 for the 1984 murders of four relatives of the former defensive back NFL player Kermit Alexander.
 
Richard Allen Davis – convicted of kidnapping and murdering Polly Klaas.

Scott Erskine – convicted of killing Jonathan Sellers, 10, and Charlie Keever, 13.

Richard Farley – convicted of killing seven of his co-workers and nearly killing another, a female co-worker whom he stalked after she rejected him.

Jarvis Jay Masters – convicted and sentenced to death for participating in the murder of prison guard Hal Burchfield.

Michael Morales – convicted for the brutal murder of Terri Winchell.

Charles Ng – serial killer who tortured and murdered 11 people.

Scott Peterson – convicted murderer of his pregnant wife, Laci and their unborn child, Conner.

Richard Ramirez – serial killer known as “The Night Stalker’ convicted of killing 13 people.

Hans Reiser – developer of the ReiserFS filesystem and convicted murderer of his wife.

David Anthony Silva – convicted on muliple counts of home invasion robberies involving torture etc.; in 2007, sentenced to “237 years,
plus 11 consecutive life terms”.

Morris Solomon Jr. – serial killer convicted of murdering 6 women in Sacramento.

Cary Stayner – convicted murderer who killed 4 women in Yosemite.

William Suff – serial killer convicted of murdering 12 women in Riverside County.
 
Marcus Wesson – convicted of killing nine of his family members.
 
David Westerfield – convicted of kidnapping and killing 7 year old Danielle Van Dam.
 
Brandon Wilson – convicted in the 1998 slashing death of 9 year old Matthew Cecchi.

    I double dog dare ya not to laugh

    •February 20, 2009 • 3 Comments

    What did I eat before going to bed?

    •February 14, 2009 • 3 Comments

    I don’t know  why I remember my dreams in rather vivid detail.  Nor do I understand why I must subject my friends to their content.  I thought I would share last nights and see if there was anyone brave enough to offer insight into what my subconscious might be saying.

     

    In my dream I am asleep on my stomach when I feel this hand very tenderly, and quite skillfully, providing attention to an area of my anatomy that has been neglected far too long.  Although I am enjoying this to no end a thought crosses my mind if this truly is a woman. The room is dark and I can only feel warm breath on  my neck.  As I try to return the touch I am jokingly rebuked and feel the warm breath on my neck again.  Then I feel the  nipples gently swaying across my back, brushing the skin ever so slightly.  I realize I can feel her moist essence pressed firmly against the back of my thigh. Her hands never stopped. Suddenly her cell phone rings and  she says that she has to leave.  I have no idea who she but she kisses between my shoulder blades and assures me she will see me later that evening.

    I get up to take a shower and walk though the house.  The top floor resembles an older Victorian while the downstairs is a small store front.  The business is slim on decor with a sofa, desk and two chairs that could have been pulled form the set of the Brady Bunch.  I am suddenly dressed when a woman I assume is my boss tells me to take some legal documents to the San Francisco office.  I hope on my bike,  yes bike, not motorcycle, and began pedaling from Sacramento to San Francisco.  In no time at  all I am riding on a bike path on a beach in The City.  There is a nigh time cheer-leading competition happening on the beach and I do my utmost not to disturb the event.  I carry my bike from the path up a winding staircase through a rusty metal door.  Inside the door this elderly man is sitting on a broken card table held together with duct tape.  He looks over the documents, stamps them three times and sends me back on my way to Sacramento.

    I arrive in Sacramento and there is a heated debate going on in one of the offices.  It is easy to hear volume  but not words through the large comforter dividing the two offices.  One of the women, I assume is a lawyer, tells me to go next door, get her client, and keep him busy until she has time for him.  I go next door and the client is OJ Simpson.  He is rather embarrassed that the attorneys in the dilapidated store front is the only one he can now afford.  We go for a walk where we see in the distance a small street fair.  The music was some bubblegum group from the 50’s.  OJ asks if I would like to dance.  I tell him I don’t know how to dance to which he proceeds to tell me.  He twirls me around and I see cruise ship docked in the ocean with a mascot of  a cartoon orange penguin painted on the side….  That is when my alarm went off.

    Any insight or should I have myself committed?

    •January 12, 2009 • 4 Comments

    At the beginning of the year countless people make resolutions.  The popular ones are to lose weight, exercise more, spend more time with the family, read more, volunteer more, stop procrastinating and the like.  I didn’t think I would have a resolution but a light bulb went off  in my head as I was laying in bed New Years day watching an episode of I Love Lucy.

    It is with a mixed  sense of pride and shame that I can say I have seen every 181 episodes of that crazy red head. Not to mention all 13 of the Lucy Desi Comedy Hour (not many people remember those).  I have seen all 120 episodes of the George Lopez show,  215 episodes of MASH and 154 episodes of the Gilmore Girls.  Toss in every episode of Survivor 263 and that is an estimated 29 solid days of watching television . Grant it, most of that calculation is cumulative over the 40 years of my life.  Yet it does not take into all the other shows that I have watched or their reruns.   

    Just scratching the surface I calculated nearly one entire month of non-stop watching television!

    So,  after reading that rant you can probably take a guess as to what my resolution is for this year.  Although I have not resigned myself to tossing out my television just yet I am trying to commit myself to:

    1. Watching only DVDs rented from Netflix on their lowest plan so I have only one available at any given time.

    2. Allow myself one hour of pre-recorded television on Friday and Saturday (I gots a big crush on the forensic girls from NCIS and Criminal Minds).  Plus pre-recording allows me to speed through all those commercials.

    I am not sure how long this resolution will last.  The follow through on things I start has not been one of my strong points.  I will say that this past week I have kinda liked the quiet.

    •January 3, 2009 • 7 Comments

    This came across my desk today and I had to let out a hearty laugh.  Feel free to subsitute your favorite religous leader.

     

    Dr. Laura Schlessinger
    P.O. Box 8120
    Van Nuys, CA 91409

     

     

     

    Dear Dr. Laura:

    Thank you for doing so much to educate people regarding God’s Law. I have learned a great deal from your show, and try to share that knowledge with as many people as I can. For example, when someone tries to defend the homosexual lifestyle, I simply remind them that Leviticus 18:22 clearly states it to be an abomination. End of debate.

    However, I do need some advice from you regarding some of the other specific laws and how to follow them.

    1. When I burn a bull on the altar as a sacrifice, I know it creates a pleasing odor for the Lord (Lev.1:9). The problem is my neighbors. They claim the odor is not pleasing to them.  Should I smite them?

    2. I would like to sell my daughter into slavery, as sanctioned in Exodus 21:7. In this day and age, what do you think would be a fair price for her?

    3. I know that I am allowed no contact with a woman while she is in her period of menstrual uncleanliness – Lev.15:19-24.  The problem is, how do I tell? I have tried asking, but most women take offense.

    4. Lev. 25:44 states that I may indeed possess slaves, both male and female, provided they are purchased from neighboring nations. A friend of mine claims that this applies to Mexicans, but not Canadians. Can you clarify? Why can’t I own Canadians?

    5. I have a neighbor who insists on working on the Sabbath.  Exodus 35:2 clearly states he should be put to death. Am I morally obligated to kill him myself?

    6. A friend of mine feels that even though eating shellfish is an abomination (Lev. 11:10), it is a lesser abomination than homosexuality. I don’t agree. Can you settle this?

    7. Lev. 21:20 states that I may not approach the altar of God if I have a defect in my sight. I have to admit that I wear reading glasses. Does my vision have to be 20/20, or is there some wiggle room here?

    8. Most of my male friends get their hair trimmed, including the hair around their temples, even though this is expressly forbidden by Lev.19:27. How should they die?

    9. I know from Lev. 11:6-8 that touching the skin of a dead pig makes me unclean, but may I still play football if I wear gloves?

    10. My uncle has a farm. He violates Lev. 19:19 by planting two different crops in the same field, as does his wife by wearing garments made of two different kinds of thread
    (cotton/polyester blend). He also tends to curse and blaspheme a lot. Is it really necessary that we go to all the trouble of getting the whole town together to stone them
    (Lev.24:10-16)? Couldn’t we just burn them to death at a private family affair like we do with people who sleep with their in-laws? (Lev. 20:14) I know you have studied these things extensively, so I am confident you can help. Thank you again for reminding us that God’s word is eternal and unchanging.

     

     

    If you could provide me with some guidance Dr. Laura, I would be eternally grateful.

     

     

    Regards,

     

    (Insert Your Name Here)

    •December 26, 2008 • 1 Comment

    To Life…To Love…To You….
    Farewell Eartha Kitt
    1927-2008

    •December 22, 2008 • Leave a Comment

    “Chimpmunks Roasting on an open fire…”

     

    One day in late September I heard the first Christmas commercial.  Now just a few days before the holiday I can with confidence say I am oh so tired of the Christmas music.  There is no escape.  Its on TV, on radio,piped into stores, sung by co-workers. Three solid months of snowmen, Santa,  freakin’ holiday cheer is more than I care to stomach.  I know.. Bah-hum-bug!

    The one thing that keeps me from dismantling the speakers at my local stores is my random collection of misheard lyrics of holiday songs.  The voices in my mind sing them loudly in defiance of the traditional songs.  Here are a few of my favorites. I thought about referencing the original, but after being assaulted with thousands of hours of holiday music over your lifetime they shouldn’t be hard to figure out.  Enjoy!

    “Joy to the world, the Lord has gum!”
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    “Deck the halls with Buddy Holly”
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    “… and a poached egg in a pear tree”
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    “Barney’s the King of Israel”
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    “With a corncob pipe and a bloody nose…”
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    “Get dressed ye married gentlemen, Let nothing through this May…”
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    “Now bring us some freakin’ pudding…”
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    “He’ll seize you when you’re sleeping, he knows when you’re awake…”
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    “Adolf the other reindeer, used to laugh and call him names…”
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    “Honk the herald angel
    Glory to the New York King
    Peas on earth and then he smiles
    Goddamn singers wreck a child
    Joyful oily nations rise,
    Join the triumph in disguise,
    With the jelly toast proclaim
    Christ is born of Bethlehem”
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    Dashing through the snow
    With one horse, soap and sleigh
    O’er hills we go, laughing all the way
    Bells on Bob’s tail ring
    Making spareribs right
    Oh what fun it is to write and sing
    A slaying song to knives…”
     

    •December 15, 2008 • Leave a Comment

    Somethings you just can’t make up…

     

    •December 8, 2008 • 1 Comment

    Got Milk?

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    Yesterday 7 friends and I  went to see the movie “Milk”.   Although I was only 10 years old  when Harvey Milk, along George Moscone, was  assassinated in San Francisco City hall, his impact to the gay community has allowed me to be open about who I am today.
     
    This movie brought to life  this quiet man from New York who had only been in San Francisco a short time, that began to demand change.  Opening up a small camera store in the Castro district he started by winning one block at a time, then a district, then a city.  When he began to make a run for public  office, he met defeat head on, encouraged that his poll results were greater than his previous defeat.  He pressed on. 
     
    There were several scenes in the movie that showed the marches he led and the religious propaganda of Proposition 6 he confronted.  If Prop 6 had passed gay and lesbian teachers and those who supported them would have lost their jobs.  It was nothing more than a witch hunt focusing on the gay and lesbian community.  As I watched these scenes it was reminiscent of the current issue of Prop 8.  The religious propaganda pronouncing that our rights would cause a negative impact on children, just like they venemously proclaimed 30 years ago.
     
    Although it seems at times that the struggle for gay rights is endless, people like Harvey Milk, Del Martin and Phyllis Lyon,  Aaron Fricke,  Jean O’Leary, and Frank Kameny have pushed open doors that others dare not try to open.  As we face the repercussions of the passing of Prop 8,  we know our fight is not over.  But like Harvey Milk, I am encouraged that at each election the number of our supporters increase.  Hopefully in my lifetime we will see equality for gays throughout our nation.
     
    When I see those television advertisements and t-shirts that read “Got Milk?”  I think of something other than a cold dairy beverage.  I think, ’Do I have the spirit of Harvey Milk?”  Do I have the drive, the energy, the dream to go out and make a difference? 
     
    I encourage everyone, gay person to see this movie.  Most gay people under 30 have no idea who Harvey Milk is.  It is important to see how far we have come and look forward to the work yet to be done.

    •December 5, 2008 • 2 Comments

    Too little to late vs before its time…

    The “Big 3” auto makers, General Motors, Ford and Chrysler, are on Capitol Hill for a bailout during this economical downturn.  The first time they appeared on Capitol Hill they chose to fly their private jets which did not sit well with the general public.  CEOs using their private jets to ask congress is the equivalent of average Joe showing up at soup kitchen office wearing an Armani suit.  It doesn’t make one want to whip out a checkbook.

    This time the mighty CEO’s chose to give the illusion of being frugal by carpooling with their PR staff in their company’s hybrids.  Learning from their previous mistake it appears they are trying to say “See, you can teach an old dog new tricks.  Give us money we have learned our lesson.”  The American public is not buying it.  I am still ticked off about the $700,000,000,000.00 bailout for the banks.  That is a hell of a lot of zeros!  Sure the car guys are only asking for $34,000,000,000.00.  That is still a hell of a lot of zeros.  I am an atheist but still praying to the gods unknown that Congress sticks by the decision that was made two weeks ago.

    The clamor of global warming, dependency on oil companies and fiscal responsibility is not new.  However, the American automakers chose to continue with building SUV’s and offering little in the way of a more economical alternative.  Honda and Toyota saw the light years ago and chose to take advantage of the changing tide.  Now after years of producing monstrosities like the Excursion, Navigator, Aspen, Hummer, and Escalade, they actually have the nerve to beg for us to finance their mistakes. 

    We should be furious that with all the technological advances over the last 100 years the Ford Explorer gets the same mileage as the Henry Fords original Model T!

    In spring of 2002 I saw an unusual car sitting in the parking lot where I worked.  I did an Internet search and was intrigued by the cars and the concept cars of Corbin Motors in Hollister, California.  Between 1999 and 2002 Corbin motors designed and built single-seat electric commuter cars that reached a top speed of 75 miles and had a range of 50 miles.  They were designed looking like as a car, they were classified as a motorcycle.  The Sparrow model was often referred to as the “jellybean” because of its body type sold for $13,900. 

    Corbin Motors was way ahead of its time.  Unfortunately, they were only able to put 285 Sparrows on the road before they had to file for Chapter 7 in 2003.  I wonder how far that little company had gone if they had their own bailout.  I am still holding out hope that one day Corbin’s concept car Merlin may one day come to be. 

     

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    WHERE WAS THIS LAST OCTOBER

    •December 5, 2008 • Leave a Comment
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    •December 3, 2008 • 2 Comments

    Do I need a degree in advanced physics?

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    Yesterday I was talking to a co-worker about inconsistencies I see in the Bible.  One has bothered me since my young days as a Sunday School student with perfect attendance.  Maybe someone in cyberland or perhaps a brave minister might dare to provide me with an answer.  If you can provide me a valid explanation a $20 Starbucks card is in it for you.

    According to the Bible, Moses and Aaron talked to Pharaoh about letting the Jewish slaves free.  To convince Pharaoh:

    “The LORD said to Moses, “Tell Aaron, ‘Take your staff and stretch out your hand over the waters of Egypt—over the streams and canals, over the ponds and all the reservoirs’-and they will turn to blood. Blood will be everywhere in Egypt, even in the wooden buckets and stone jars.” (Genesis 7:19) When Pharaoh basically says “No way Jose.” Aaron takes his staff and every drop of water in Egypt turns to blood.   

    I am willing to give the benifit of the doubt on that.  All the water in Egypt turns to blood.  Cool plague.  Where biblical creadibility gets dodgy  is in verse 22 where Pharohs croonies preformed the same miracle. “But the Egyptian magicians did the same things by their secret arts…”

    Now if  in the first verse it tells us that alll the water in the land, even that in containers turned to blood, where did the Egyptians get their water to preform their miracle?  I doubt that Alhambra delivered.

    So, is it worth a Starbucks gift card to help shed some light on this, um, ‘miracle’  for me?

    •December 2, 2008 • 4 Comments

    The Big Brown Eyes That Stole My Heart

    Anyone who knows me has no doubt that I love my dogs.  Perhaps they would say it borders mentally unsound.  I enjoy spending time with my dogs, taking them to the park, watching them sleep.  They have my heart.  As you may have read in a previous post Roxie and Rizzo were rescued from Taiwan.  They have no idea how spoiled they are.

    Last night I had trouble falling asleep.  After tossing and turning until way past 2am I started hitchiking on the information highway.  Something drew me to Petfinder.com, the website  where I found my two beasts many moons ago.  I did a quick query and there staring back at me was a face that was too cute to ignore.  I am grateful my rental agreement limits the number of pets or I just might have adopted Popeye immediately.

    Popeye is a Basenji/Shepherd mix.  When he was a pup, he and his mother lived near a busy street.  As his mother went to look for food Popeye wandered away and was hit by a motorcycle.  A couple of women found him and sought out medical assistance.  Unfortunately, Popeye remains paralyzed in the back half of his body.  Without any control of bladder/bowels and difficulty walking I imagine finding someone to adopt him has been difficult. I clicked on video and saw how this little guy gets around.  I knew I had to try to help him. 

    No, Popeye is not on his way to join my household.  I tossed out a couple of e-mails to find out about canine wheelchairs.  I figured if this little guy could get around with greater ease somebody might adopt him.  One company, immediately responded and has offered Popeye a cart an an discounted price.  I have no idea why I am compelled, but I know it is just something I must do.

     Judy, from Walk In The Bark in San Francisco, is working with an orthopedic surgeon to get another opinion about his legs.  If his next vet visit shows his growth plates have closed they can begin measuring him for his new cart.   Hopefully in a couple of weeks Popeye will be more mobile.

    Cross your fingers that Popeye will find a home soon.