I've always been a bit of a drama queen. As I've mentioned before on this blog, I was quite a precocious child in certain ways. I was loud, obnoxious, and emotional. I was knighted by my second grade teacher as "Sir Talks A Lot," which I ended up finding annoying, so I threw a fit… Continue reading Flipping the bird to the Big Guy (a downside of being a drama kid)
This past Wednesday, October 12th marked eighteen years since your (Matthew Shepard's) death. If you were alive today, you'd be 39 years old (nearly 40)—an eternity in "gay-years"! Just kidding, I don't really believe in that. But, maybe you would have, and hopefully you would have had someone, say a friend or a husband/boyfriend/partner, to… Continue reading Dear Matt,
What if I told you gay people, impulses, sensibilities, what have you, were not only natural, but necessary to the progression of the human race, and the evolution of the universe? Hint: That's what I'm telling you. Or rather, suggesting to you.
