Posted on November 19, 2009
BREAKING NEWS!
Brittany and I were not married on October 24, 2009, at least so far as Barbara Ann Radnofsky would have us believe. Babs is running for Texas Attorney General on the Democratic ticket, and she’s just announced that Texas banned ALL marriage way back in two thousand and five, when the Lone Star State of Stupid passed a constitutional amendment intended to ban gay marriages. It turns out that there’s a little clause in the amendment that reads, “This state or a political subdivision of this state may not create or recognize any legal status identical or similar to marriage.” That’s right – in an effort to rule out potential massaging of the language and prevent things like civil unions and domestic partnerships, the state of Texas has ratified itself into a corner. It cannot technically grant legal marriages to anyone. Anyone! Read More
Posted on November 17, 2009
The Sneakiest Place On Earth!
Brittany and I are taking Trey to Walt Disney World in January, and I couldn’t be more excited about the trip if I were jumping around in stacks of cash with bells on and a naked Eliza Dushku cheering from the sidelines. He’s at the perfect age for his first trip to the “Happiest place on Earth” (note: Yes, I know that’s Disneyland’s tag line, but Disney World is better. Deal with it.). Everything will be truly real and amazing to his wide and eager eyes, and there’s no end to the childhood magic that Walt Disney World (WDW) can evoke. It’s no secret that I love WDW, but my excitement for the trip has been slightly spoiled by the unsavory realization that Disney is greedy, vicious, and manipulative bunch of bastards. Well no, I knew that already – but this time, they’ve gone too far. Read More
Posted on November 12, 2009
With Love, From Grumpy McGrumpGrump
Today’s essay was originally going to be about a subject near and dear to my heart but, for whatever reason, I don’t feel like writing about how hard rock and heavy metal could heal the world right now. (No, it’s not as preposterous a thesis as it sounds, except that it is. Only, it isn’t.) Currently, I find myself mired in the miserable funk of an exhausting depression for which no one cause can be either blamed or cited, and that has transported my consciousness to an ethereal plane of nihilistic hopelessness. Ok, so maybe it’s not quite as dramatic as all that, but whatever you think of my prose, the end result is the same: I’m in a bad mood. Read More
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