Last night I took part in a charity Texas Hold-em tournament for make benefit the American Cancer Society. The doors opened at 6 and the tournament was supposed to start at 7 in the pm. Since I get off work at 6 and have a million vacation days, I just took the whole day off. I used this time to schedule a claims adjuster to come out and look at my roof. It also gave me a chance to watch the Cubs, which turned out to be a very exciting and good game. They fell behind 8-0 and then 9-1 before storming back to actually win the game. I was so excited and glad I had the day off to watch the game.

This was the same charity game I took part in last year. Rusty told me about it, as he found out about it from a guy he works with. Last year, I brought Dave. This year he was unwilling and unable to play, so it was just Rusty and me. I arrived at his house promptly at 5:45. He drove and we arrived at the hall just a few minutes after 6. The buy in was $100 and for another $5 you could put in for a 50/50. Also, for an additional $15, you could get in for the highest called hand of the night. I did both meaning that I had spent $115.

Shortly after arriving I got something to eat. They had beef and pasta along with cole slaw and salad. It was good food, but overall nothing to get too excited about. About 6:45ish there still was not a whole heck of a lot of people there considering they had a goal of 100 players. One of the players who was there however was a Major League Baseball umpire. He was able to play because he had surgery and was unable to work.

We were all set to get started about 7:15. At first I was at a table with 4 other people, but it was decided that we would be moved to other tables to keep all the tables even. I then sat at a table with a cute 21 year old dude who was going to school at U of I. He was by far and away the youngest person playing. He was sitting 2 chairs to my right. As it turned out, the guy between us was the returning champ from last year’s tournament. Nice. Because of my finding this other dude cute I’m now stuck to the left of the champ. We got started and the first hand was won by an older guy who looked a helluva lot like former Notre Dame football head coach Lou Holtz. I won the second hand. Then I hit a bit of a drought. Things got so bad for me that when they offered us an add on of $50 I took it. In other words, if I pay $50 I can buy the same number of chips that we started with. This meant I was adding onto what I already had, which wasn’t much. My thinking was that there were only 50 people in this game and although there were still probably 40-45 left, I saw no reason why I couldn’t turn things around and maybe finish in the top 8, which was in the money. Also, it was for a good cause so why not?

Much to my surprise, after losing a few big hands, the champ had to buy and add on as well. And even then, things didn’t last for him. He was done in a matter of minutes. I felt pretty good about myself, I had managed to outlast the champ in spite of the fact that I had won only won hand. Its not that I was playing poorly, I just wasn’t getting the cards to play. I had shit cards the whole night and without many chips, its hard to make a play. At least that’s my excuse.

After losing a couple of more people at our table, 3 players from another table joined us. At every tournament there is always a token jackass. This jackass came from another table and sat next to me. He was big and had his hair slicked back and in the back it came together to form some sort of jackass type of haircut. I cant describe it, but you would probably know what I was talking about if you saw it. He was such a jackass one hand he decided that he would play blind, in other words, not look at his cards. He instead had me look at one. Lo and behold, he wound up getting a fucking straight. He also kept getting up to go smoke and several times too phone calls while we played. He was quite pompous and I found myself rooting heavily against him. Also, not that it mattered, but he also had on a White Sox shirt.

After a while, Rusty was done, if I had to guess I would say he took 30th. I still had not won a hand since the second hand of the night. I got down fairly low and it seemed like I was about to be booted out when I went all in and won a hand. I then won the next hand when I got dealt pocket aces. Although I was now off life support, I was still in the hospital, meaning that I was no longer in danger of getting taken out but was still getting my ass kicked by everybody else at the table. A few minutes later I managed to win another hand. A short while later I was back on life support though. I decided to go all in with a King and a 10, not bad cards. Some older guy who looked a helluva lot like Rolling Stones drummer Charlie Watts called me with an Ace and a 9. During the flop a 9 came up. My other King or 10 never showed up and I was done. I looked around the room and saw that there were only 2 other tables left. I counted the people and saw that I finished 20th out of 50 people Not bad for somebody who had only won 4 hands the whole night. Then again, I also bought more chips, so upon further review, I sucked.

As the night went on the jackass wound up at the same table as the umpire. I guess they had met once or twice before but that didn’t stop him from acting like a jackass. He even brought his dumbass girlfriend over there in a pathetic attempt to impress her by introducing her the umpire saying “Honey that’s Mark Carlson, uhhhhh, professional Major League umpire.” Soon they were down to one table and he had the audacity to ask the umpire if he could get him tickets to a game. He said free tickets would be great but he would pay for them if he had to. And then the umpire did something that I thought was really really stupid: he actually gave him his phone number. Was he that bad of a judge of character, could he not see this dude was a total jackass? Nevertheless, I became focused on rooting against the jackass and was thrilled when he finally lost. I think he finished 4th or 5th but he still got money.

The guy that wound up winning was an older guy with an interesting story. Turns out he is the father in law of the guy who won last year. He was at his house just before this year’s tournament started and his son in law asked him if he wanted to play. He first found out about the tournament just a couple of hours before it started and he won the whole thing.

All and all, I had a good time and would love to do it again. After I got home I realized that May has been a very tough gambling month for me. First, there was the bloodbath I took on Kentucky Derby Saturday in which I lost at the OTB and playing cards that night. Although I managed to win some money a week later playing with guys from work, I lost money  (not a lot but still lost) when Dave and I went to the casino on a spur of the moment a couple of weeks ago. And now this. I’m thinking I might need a gambling break.

I’ve got nothing to post about tonight, mostly because the Cubs game ended late, but its all good because they won. So feel free to leave a comment and discuss some unnamed topic.

I almost forgot, Keith and Heather’s 8 year old daughter drew me a Cubs picture that reads “Go Cubs.” Now I’m gonna be honest and I hope I don’ t sound too cocky or self centered, but she has always adored me. I thought this was very sweet of her since her parents are both big White Sox fans, but Nicole has always said that she roots for the Cubs when they are not playing the Sox. Also Rene’s 7 year old daughter drew a picture too which is adorable as well, however I think she was just kinda following Nicole’s lead.

I hope people don’t think less of me because my microwave doesn’t have a rotating dish.

I think I’m gonna have teeth installed on my penis, you know, just to be funny.

People who live in glass houses shouldn’t throw stones, however they should throw glass. And if you live in a stone house, throwing glass and stones is ok, but only if you are stoned.

If I’m ever choking to death, I’m hoping I’m one of those people who turns blue instead of purple, because hey, blue is always fun.

I used to get a lot out of running. Now running gets a lot out of me.

Does anybody else think this is stupid?

Yesterday Rene through a baby shower for her son Tony and his expectant girlfriend Annie. As you all know, our group of friend’s usually never does anything conventional or normal  and this was not any different. Sure, a baby shower sounds like a total chick-a-fied kind of thing, but this was only just an excuse to have a party. It was pretty much just a summer bbq that anybody would have during Memorial Day weekend. The only difference was that she got a bunch of gifts, which I didn’t even go downstairs to watch. Sure, there were games that we played, but it was games of beanbags, basketball and Guitar Hero instead of guessing how big her belly was or anything else like that.

The party started at 2 in the pm and as usual I was the first one there, which was a lot easier for me to be the first one since Randy did not go. Hell, I even beat Tony and Annie there. The first game of bag I played was Mark and I against Tony and his friend Chuck. Rene thinks Tony and Chuck are the shit at beanbags but Mark and I have a habit of always handing out an ass whipping or 6 to them when we play. That being said, this was the first time I have played bags since September and it showed, we got our asses kicked. In fact, I got my ass handed to me for quite some time until towards the end of the night when somehow Mark and I wound up on the same team and we wound up going undefeated the rest of the night.

As for the rest of the party, it was a pretty good time. At one point, I was pulling Addison, Nate and Izzy around the yard in their wagon. This put Nate to sleep and it was funny as hell, his head was bouncing back and forth with his eyes closed as I pulled the wagon. It was adorably funny. Annie’s siblings and mom were there as well. She has an 18 year old brother who is cute and very good at Guitar Hero. I asked him if he was good enough to carry my coat tails while we played “Bulls On Parade”.  He said that he might be, but as it turned out his greatness was no match for my crappiness. I was so bad we didn’t even make it to the lyrics. We played several times and the best we got was 11%. I kick ass at sucking ass!

We were expecting some pretty heavy storms last night. It had been lightening out for the better part of 2 hours before I left about 1:15ish. I got home and went online to see that we had a severe thunderstorm warning. By 1:50 in the am it was raining. Shortly after 2, there was a torrential downpour. I went to bed shortly thereafter and as I lay in bed listening to the rain pour down, I thought that this could not possibly be good for our Memorial Day baseball game. I got up shortly after 9 this morning and headed to the park to check the field conditions. Turns out it was playable.

I went back home and had Mark over for breakfast. After eating and taking care of a few things around the house, we headed to the park for our usual noon thirty start time. Even though we were there about 15 minutes early, there were actually quite a few people already there. By 12:45 we actually had teams picked and were ready to play. This never happens, usually we don’t get started until closer to 1 and most of the time, even later. As usual, Mark and I were captains and picked teams. I thought I was picking a halfway decent team. THOUGHT I was. Well, turns out that was not the case. We couldn’t catch. Or throw. Or hit. Or run the bases properly. Actually, come to think of it most of the guys on my team had a hard enough time standing, walking and not falling down. One could have mistaken them for a bunch of drunks and in the case of one of my players, he was actually pretty damn hung over. By the time it got to the 9th inning, we were getting smoked. We scored 10 runs in the 9th and still lost by 13. Now keep in mind this is just your typical run of the mill pick up, slow pitch baseball game. We usually have a lot of errors and tons of runs. Today we also had tons of people, so many that we had 6 outfielders, not that it mattered. And I don’t want to make it seem like I was good, because I certainly made my fair share of errors, both fielding and throwing. I only got on base once in 5 at bats and even that was not a real hit as the rightfielder missed a fly ball. My hardest hit of the afternoon was after I borrowed somebody else’s bat. The guy told me it was a nice bat and has a lot of pop. I proceeded to smoke a rocked of a line drive right back to Keith who was pitching. Unfortunately for me, his cat quick reflexes allowed him to reach his glove out to his left side and catch it for an out. Unfortunately for him, even with the glove it still left him with a minor bruise on his hand. All in all, the game was a disaster for us……………….although my short stop was fucking hot!

After the game, some of us went back to our house to bbq and hang out. I talked to my neighbor for a little bit and found out that he went to the Cubs game in Pittsburgh this past weekend. He is just as big of a Cub fan as we are so I was excited to hear all about his trip.

Fuck, I’m kinda worn out. That’s all for now.

John, Scooty and I went to see the new Indiana Jones movie last night. I have always like the Indiana Jones movies, but I wasn’t convinced that they needed to make another one. And this one wasn’t anything like I thought it would be. I’m now going to tell you all about the movie. See, what it is, is Indy is such a huge Hannah Montana fan that he wants to change his name from Indiana to Montana. So, he gets the paperwork that he needs to fill out to change his name. Because he is like 87 years old, he calls Shia LeBeof to come over and help him fill it out. So he gets there and they have dinner and hang out before starting to get to the paperwork. Now its time for the paperwork. This actually takes them 14 hours because as it turns out, Shia is really fucking stupid and in addition, doesn’t know how to read. But somehow, they manage to fill out the paperwork. They go to mail it and realize they don’t have any stamps. Ohhhh, now this is when it gets good. This is when the adventure begins. They now have to leave the house to get stamps! They drive all the way to the store only to find out its closed. Now you won’t even believe what happens next. Its almost too much, I don’t want to spoil it because it might be the most exciting scene in the entire movie. Ohhhh, what the hell, I’ll tell you anyway. So the store is closed, right. You know what they did? They went back home and went to sleep! The next morning they got up early in the morning, picked up some stamps and mailed the paperwork. A mere 15 weeks and 4 social security checks later, his name is changed. And that’s the movie!!! Ohhhh, this might be the best Indiana…………errrrr……………..Montana Jones movie yet!

Danel told me something tonight about a friend of her’s (I know the friend, I used to work with her at AAA) that was absolutely stunning. The girl went to the ER on Friday because she was having excruciating stomach pains. The reason was because there was something trying to crawl out of her. You guessed it people, she was pregnant and did not know it. She carried the baby to term and did not even know she was impregnated until the delivery. If you are like me, you are wondering how something like this could happen. Well, allow me to explain. First of all, while she is not a thin girl, she is also not a huge girl either. Yeah, she is overweight but not the type of girl who is so fat you wouldn’t know she was pregnant. She went to the gynie (spelling please, its the special female doctor) back in November and took a pregnancy test. It came back positive. She couldn’t understand because she was still getting her period. The doctor told her that if she still got her period next month, she wasn’t pregnant. Well, she got her period. And in fact, she continued to get her period throughout the pregnancy. She also has irritable bowel syndrome (also known as IBS) and often has stomach issues. When the baby kicked, she just thought that it was her IBS. She also never got morning sickness or many of the other side effects of pregnancy. She was gaining weight but thought she might have a tumor because she had a friend who had a tumor in that region and her friend gained weight as well. Nevermind that if one thinks they might have a tumor, perhaps they should go to the doctor. Her boyfriend was told that he is unable to have kids so that played into it as well. And she was supposedly on birth control too. So when you add it all up, I guess I could kind of understand how she could not know. Now granted it has been YEARS since I was last pregnant, but I’m still having a hard time grasping that she didn’t know. I mean, I know this girl, its not like she is stupid or a flake. And yes, I have heard of stories before in which an expectant mother doesn’t know she is pregnant until they go to take a shit and out comes a baby instead, but I have always thought those were just old wife’s tales (or maybe it should be called old mom’s tales).  I just can’t imagine going from not knowing you are pregnant to having a baby the next day. When you think about it, she would not be prepared at all. No baby shower, no clothes, no diapers, nothing. And could you just imagine calling your parents and telling them all at once that you are pregnant and they now have a new grandchild. The whole thing is stunning to me. It did have a happy ending though, both she and her boyfriend are thrilled and very happy to have a baby.

My friend Dori called me last night. I chose not to answer instead letting it go to voicemail. Some of you might remember Dori from a couple of months ago, she is my longtime friend (going back some 15 years) who found God a few years ago and  needless to say, is not 100% accepting of my homosexuality. Well, she lives about 3 hours away and last night in her message she said that she was coming up here because her mom was having an angioplasty this morning and wanted to let me know she would be in town for a day in case I wanted to see her. I debated back and forth as to when or if I was going to call her back. We have not had any contact since the chat on Yahoo messenger about me being gay (I did come out to her about 5 years ago, but the Yahoo chat was the first time we discussed it since she found God) and right now, there is some tension between us because of the chat. I chose not to call her back.

If I ever have a son, I think I’m going to name him Zorfis.

I was pretty much too pussy to call her back. I guess I’m just scared about having the conversation with her again. Scared that afterwards, we would no longer be friends. The reason being is that I can not change being gay. She thinks I can and as we know, conservative hardcore Christians refuse to accept gays or our “choice of lifestyle.” In their eyes, we have no choice but to change or go to hell. And I know I don’t have to have that conversation with her right now, especially if her mom is going through a procedure as serious as an angioplasty. But, how can we not talk about it? How can we just leave it there hanging? Right now I feel like I let down the gay world because I did not stand up and face the music and I did not defend gays. Instead, I just wussed out and avoided the whole thing because, let’s face it, that was the easy thing to do. And when it comes to my sexuality, I ALWAYS take the easy way. I’ve never had to go through the adversity and hell of a rejection based on my homosexuality. Right now, I just feel like I’ve got no balls or spine because I was not courageous enough to have that conversation with her, knowing all to well the outcome. But for me the shame, disappointment  and spinelessness is better than the sting and humilation of being rejected and ending a longtime friendship. Truth be told, I have no idea how to feel right now. The only thing I know is that none of this feels good.

Let me know if anybody else does this, because I do this all the time and as far as I know, I’m the only person who does this. Then again, I have never discussed this with anybody. You are sitting at a stop light waiting for the light to turn green. The people on the crossroad who are turning left onto your road and hence driving right past you have the green turn arrow. As they drive past you, you get a good look at them. Do you ever pick out the ones you want to fuck? See, I play a little game called “Do ‘Em or Don’t” in which as each one drives by I sit there and say to myself “no, no, no, yes, no, yes, no, no, yes” and so forth. You get the idea. I determine in that split second that they are driving past me whether or not they are people I would sleep with. So its kinda like “Do ‘Em. Do ‘Em, Don’t, Don’t, Don’t, Don’t, holy yuck that person is really fucking fugly, Don’t, Don’t, Do ‘Em”. See, that’s the name of the game. Now before you accuse me of being shallow or treating people like sex objects, let me just say that……………ok, I’m a guy. Just because I’m gay doesn’t mean I’m not shallow. I am still a guy, this is how guys are. And gay guys are waaaaaay worse than straight guys, if you can believe that. But I digress. You would think that the entertainment of the radio would be enough for me and I wouldn’t have to resort to this sort of thing during driving downtime, but what can I say, I probably have ADHD. And I am an American and if one thing is true about Americans is that they have to constantly be entertained. It also makes me realize just how much of the population is undo-able. I mean, it really is a small percentage of people that I want to have some sort of sexual encounter with. Oh, and not only that, but even if I were to be unbiased and just look at the people who are attractive regardless of gender or race, there still are not a lot of attractive people out there. Its amazing we have sex.

The Oregon primary was tonight and Obama won it. What I learned is that in Oregon, they only have mail in or walk in ballots. In other words, they don’t have a polling place in which you come in and actually vote. You get a ballot by mail and fill out it at home (or maybe at work, on the train, while taking a shit or even in the car while driving) and mail it back or personally deliver it to a voter polling place. I don’t know how safe this is from voter fraud (which, above all should be the most important thing) but it sure is efficient. The polls have been closed for 46 minutes and 50% of the precincts are reporting. Compare that with Washington state whose polls closed 1704 hours ago (or 72 days, since their caucuses were on February 9) and they still have only 96% of the precincts reporting. And their doesn’t seem to be any confusion or reports of voter fraud unlike in Indiana (which by the way has only 99% reporting for a primary which was on May 6). Of course, if we did this in a national election you know damn well the Republicans would find some way to cheat and steal it. Then again, they always find a way to cheat or steal the election, only this way we wouldn’t have to wait 6 weeks to find out.

Check this link out, it shows the top 20 worst meals you can eat at a restaurant in America.

http://www.menshealth.com/eatthis/20-Worst-Foods/index.php

Don’t ask me why the damn link is so fucking long, I dunno…………….I just work here. Anywho, it should be a real eye opener for some people, for others maybe not so much. I’ve always known that eating out is basically about as unhealthy as can be not to mention expensive which is why I try to limit it, even though I love to eat out.

Ok, the rest of this post is about sports, so you might want to skip it if you aren’t a sports person.

The Red Sox’s John Lester threw a no hitter tonight. Outside of the obvious reason, this is significant because he is a cancer survivor. He missed the end of the 2006 season after he was
diagnosed with a rare form of non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma and came back last year. This year, he throws a no hitter. What an amazing story.

I have a lunch bet with a guy at work that the San Antonio Spurs will march into New Orleans tonight and win a game 7 over the Hornets. Right now the Spurs are up by 11 with about 4 minutes left to go. Maybe I should wait until the end of this post to write about this, as the game very well could be over by then. Thanks, that’s a good idea. I’m not going to erase this part of the post though, so you are just going to have to live with it.

I’m trying hard to contain myself right now, but the Cubs are looking very very good right now. In fact, in my 23 years of watching this sorry ass excuse for a team, this is by far and away as good as I have ever seen them play. Although I do not think they are the best team in baseball, one can certainly make an argument that they are baseball’s best team. They are doing things that I have never seen a Cubs’ team do before. They are at the top or near the top in all of baseball in runs scored, on base percentage and walks. They are beating the hell out of bad teams. They are winning at home. These are all things that good teams do. Sure, they still have some question marks, but I’m very optimistic about the rest of the season. For the first time in a long time I expect them to win. They also aren’t frustrating me like they have so many times over the years. In the past they have driven me crazy. This year is different. Now I’m not going to be one of those dopes that says they are going all the way this year because honestly, its not even June yet and a lot could happen between now and then. Plus, I still feel the Red Sox and D-backs are better than the Cubs, in spite of the fact that the Cubs recently swept the D-backs. But, I’ve got reason to be very excited.

LUNCH!!!!! Spurs win!!! For the record though, I was kinda rooting for the Hornets, as they have some players who I like a lot. And the Spurs have been there and won 4 titles in the last decade. I bet on the Spurs because I thought they would win. The thing about them is that everybody always over looks them. They are the ultimate team first, fundamentally sound team in pro sports and its good to see a team like that win, even if they are from Texas. Everybody always picks other teams to win but in the end it always seems to be San Antonio. As for the Eastern conference, its the HATED Detroit Pistons against the Boston Celtics. Of course, I’m rooting for Boston because of my unreasonable,  complete and utter hatred and disdain of the Pistons. Also, I have always like the Celtics. And Ray Allen and Kevin Garnett have long been two of my favorite players and its about time they win a championship. Unfortunately though, I think the evil Pistons are probably going to win .

Hey look at me, I discovered the smiley face button! And I didn’t even use it for a smiley face.

Oh, and I was able to go back and find a shorter link for the unhealthy food article. Yay me.

I had a very low key weekend. Friday night Mark, Amy and the kids came over for dinner. This was the first time I had seen the kids since the twins birthday party, over a month ago. The twins still weren’t walking……………..until Friday night that is. Izzy took her first few steps going from Amy to Mark. Nate on the other hand just crawled around a little and didn’t walk at all. Personally I think he might be too lazy to learn to walk, at least not before Izzy who never seems to stop moving.

As for yesterday, after watching the Cubs game, I went shopping for Tony and Annie’s (that’s Rene’s son and his impregnated girlfriend) baby shower. I’ll spare you the boring details of the shopping experience. Last night I watched Juno and Charlie Wilson’s War. I thought June was very good, I can certainly see why it was nominated for Best Picture. The lady that wrote it, Diablo Cody, is from Lemont, which pretty much the next town over from where I live. The movie was very well written and witty and the girl that played Juno, Ellen Page, was amazing. As for Charlie Wilson’s War, I liked that as well, although not quite as much as Juno. It was amazing to see how secretly things get done without us knowing until years after the fact. Now granted, I don’t know how much of it is true and how much got left out or changed, but it was still fascinating.

Well this is it, I’ve decided to quit smoking. After years and years of spending money on cigarettes, it just isn’t worth it anymore.  There is the coughing and the struggle to breath. The high prices and the other financial costs of smoking. And what about the lack of taste in foods. The yellow teeth and the stench of smoke all over my body and clothes. The numerous endless health risks that come with smoking, every doctor says the first thing you should stop doing is smoking if you are a smoker. I mean, it just makes sense to……………wait, wait wait!! Just wait one God damn minute here. What the fuck am I saying? Something ain’t even right here. I don’t smoke. I’ve never smoked. I haven’t even taken one puff off of a cigarette in my entire life.

Whoa, that was a close one. At first I thought I was going to have to quit smoking.

I saw an email today that was something along the lines of Jesus loves Texas. This got me to thinking. Why are people always speaking for Jesus? They are always saying things like  “Jesus loves you”, “Jesus forgives”, Jesus would be a Republican, Jesus would be against abortion, Jesus would disapprove of gays, or Jesus would use Dr Scholl’s for his sandals what with all the walking he does. If I were Jesus, I would be fuming pissed that people were speaking for me (that is assuming there is a Jesus………….remember, you know what you do when you assume: you make an ass out of u and everybody else besides me). If I were Jesus I would come back and sue the ass of so many of these fuckers. And you best be worried because if Jesus is as powerful as they say he is than he has got to have one HELL of a legal team. Still, people go on and on and on and on and use Jesus to say or sell anything. They pimp out Jesus like he is a $4,000 hooker. And does Jesus see any of this money? Noooooo……………..that actually makes Jesus a slave. They whore him out and don’t pay him. They use him to make money and gain power, put words in to his mouth because he can’t speak for himself and work him like a dog.  I’m sorry but in this country we have a name for people like that: illegal immigrants!

Now I know that they get information from the bible. But let’s face it, the bible is the equivalent of a tabloid for Christianity. The stories are all based on what people have said or learned about Jesus. Its all hearsay. Just think, would a story you read in the National Enquirer about Angelina Jolie hold up in the court of law? Fuck no! So why do they hold up the words of Jesus as said in the Christian Enquirer hold up? The way I see it Jesus can no longer be used to sell or say anything unless he comes back to say it for himself. That means no more political endorsements, you hear me you dumb fucking Republicans. Besides if your Jesus was as smart as you claim he is, you really think he would be dumb enough to get involved in politics? Besides, according to 25% of you, he is coming back sometime in the year 2007, so you won’t have to wait long to ask him his views on these things. Oh wait. I must have missed this. Its no longer 2007. Wait………….what’s that? In fact, we are nearly 6 months into 2008? Boy, I bet you 25% really feel like dumbasses. Then again, I’m sure even more of you believe that he is coming back in 2008. Either way, you can’t sit here and pretend to know what he would believe or what he would say or who he would like. He was a man who may or may not have lived like at least 30 years ago. You can’t speak for him. How would you like it if 10 years after you died I went running around saying that you liked gay sex? Wait, bad example, secretly most of you do like gay sex. All I’m saying is that you stop whoring out Jesus and we’ll stop telling people you actually care about the planet.

Big news today. The gay marriage ban in California was overturned! This is HUGE. What makes it even bigger is that it was a Supreme Court with a Republican majority that overturned the ban. Also with the biggest state in the union overturning it, this very well could have reverberations around the country. That being said, its important that gay marriage advocates don’t get to arrogant. After all, as recently as 2000 61% of voters in this very liberal state approved a defining marriage as one man and one woman. And we should never underestimate the power of the Republicans to bring out their base. They will try to get it on the California ballot in the November election to vote on an amendment defining marriage as a union between a man and a woman. And, you can bet that other states will try to follow suit. My hope is that this doesn’t propel John McCain to victory much like the same issue helped re-elect Bush in 2004. So in the short term, this is a great thing, in the long term it remains to be seen. Will there be a backlash that only makes things worse for gays? I hope not. That being said, I firmly believe that gays had to try to get this law overturned regardless of what happens later. As the saying goes, the wheels of justice turn very slowly. Once they get going though, they can be tough to stop.