Saturday, April 16, 2011

Spent the day at Phoenix Pride

At least a couple of hours of it. I was at Atlas Shrugged with The Conservative New Ager last night and then we found ourselves embroiled in an epic discussion about politics at a diner afterward. I napped part of the morning, because I got so little sleep last night. I'm only 20, I should be better at going several days with little sleep, but I'm not.

I need to mention that sometime between the movie and the diner, TCNA and I saw a group of homophobic protestors outside of a club in Tempe. This sounds like a nonsequitur, but you'll understand why I brought it up eventually. Suffice to say, we both decided that we did not have the money for bail that either of us would need if we actually confronted the morons and went on to get dinner.

Anyway, by the time I got up and got ready I only had about 3 hours before I had to go to an eye exam. I got off the light rail and joined the happy crowds of people heading toward the park. It was hot outside, very hot, I'm considering petitioning to have the Pride Festival moved back to March next year. This is Phoenix, April is too late in the year for big festivals be held outdoors. You would think our community would realize this.'s was actually only about 90 degrees. If I'm bitching now, just wait until I have to commute to work in 115 degree weather. I may actually attack someone...if the heat hasn't slowed me down too much.

Uh..sorry, back on topic.

Anyway, just as I was about to turn into to the park we saw...guess who.

That's right, the protestor's from the club the night before. I guess the night before was a warm-up for the real deal today? They were behind barricades, to protect them or us is anyone's guess. I found they amused me more than they enraged me. There we were, a long sidewalk full of GLBT people headed for Pride and these protestors (who were not nearly as annoying, frustrating or infuriating as Westboro Baptist. Clearly they need more practice.) are shouting about how we will have to pay a price for our sins and how we needed to find Jesus.
There was the moment, where I wasn't clearly planning to be a smartass, but somehow it worked out that way. We are shuffling past the group and I open my mouth as we are passing one protester and I say "I did find Jesus. He was in a closet with 12 other guys...they were wearing dresses."
I couldn't have found a better comeback if I'd been planning it. I don't know who was more shocked, me, the protester, or the woman walking next to me. She started laughing, the protester got mad and we walked on.

I didn't get her number because I'm a failure at social cues.

I wondered around for a while, talked to my ex, who is now a friend, who was volunteering and saw a few people I knew from my community college GSA day and then I wandered off to explore the rest of the event.

I seem to have a compass, much like gaydar, that points me toward any political booth at a festival. I ended up at, not one, but two booths for Phoenix Mayoral candidates. I spoke to both of them briefly, I'm becoming much more interested in local politics this days...probably a good thing since my internships getting my Journalism Bachelors will probably not be dealing with national news. Though I do have a little fantasy of getting an internship at Fox News...'cause I'm a nerd like that.

I need to do far more research before I make any decisions on who I will be voting for. For once I'm in complete agreement with my mother...the current Democratic Mayor can go talk a long walk off a short pier. I know I won't be voting for him.
I'll do a more in-depth discussion of each candidate at a later time, when I've done more research. For now I'll leave you with their names and my general impressions of them from talking to them.

First, the Libertarian candidate. Mr. Thane Eichenauer.
Besides having a last name that escapes my ability to easily pronounce (at least while I'm tired) he is also, clearly, a people person. Of all of the political figures I had a chance to talk to today he was the most gregarious and talkative. I'm not so certain that his political views agree with mine on much though, aside from gay issues. I think many candidates for any elected office believe that everyone in the GLBT community are a kind of one-trick pony as far as issues go and we're not...well I'm not at least. I do know a few people in the community who seem to care about only one issue and they forget about the economy, terrorism, the budget and elected officials respond by only addressing the issues that they think GLBT people care about. They seem a bit shocked when a lesbian starts asking about other issues.

*shrug* oh well, not their fault. More research is needed before I could even consider voting for Mr. Eicenauer.

Secondly, the Republican Candidate. Mr. Wes Gullet.
That link will take you to an "about" page on his website that details his experience in government, which is extensive. As for my initial impression...he did not seem comfortable talking to me at all. That could have been the heat of course, even I was feeling too tired to really engage in meaningful conversation at that point in the day. However, it could be that he was there to make a show of being comfortable with the GLBT community when he really isn't. My only real problem with that would be that it prevented him from really telling me much about his ideas and policies. If a majority of his political policies are in line with mine and he is simply neutral on the subject of the GLBT community (I can disregard the possibility of him being anti-gay...he did have a booth at Pride after all.) the I would not have a problem voting for him.
However, he was wearing a cowboy hat and has family from Arkansas and family with the same last name as me. I feel a kinship already.

Of course...I could be completely off base in my assumption that he was uncomfortable at all. *shrug* More research is needed.

But tonight is not the time for that. Tonight I sleep, because tomorrow my mother is taking my sister and I shopping after they go to church. I also nearly got heat stroke today and had my eyes dilated and ate nothing but See's Candy for supper...

For my last thought...I have an editorial in a magazine next month about whether Pride festivals are bad for the GLBT community politically. I was a bit conflicted about what I wrote, but after today I can confidently say that our community maybe cuts loose a little bit too much at Pride. That's all for me. Goodnight.

Friday, April 15, 2011

RE: Girl Talk: I Want To Live Alone Forever

So I was reading a Girl Talk article on (Don't ask, this is what happens when I spend half my day randomly perusing websites.) and I was amazed at how similar my situation is to that of the article's writer, though she is several years older than me.
Here's the opening paragraph of her article.
I’ve made no secret of the fact that I eventually want a long-term, committed relationship and kids. But I’ve recently come to the realization that I also don’t think I ever want to share my living space with another adult. For the first time in my life, I live alone and I love it. These two desires—to have kids with someone and to live alone—do not really go hand in hand. Crap.
 My friends, my family, my readers, hell...even my neighbors and co-workers have probably figured out by now that I'm a 20 (nearly 21) year old bag of maternal instinct. I want children, or at least one child, and I want them desperately. I can't walk past a baby store at the mall without cooing adoringly over the clothing and the last time I was in Sanrio's Hello Kitty story I found myself plotting how I would decorate a girl's nursery with so much Hello Kitty and Friends stuff that she would likely kill me in later years.

I also find myself watching Say Yes To The Dress  on TLC more than I should and plotting out how my perfect wedding would I just need to find the other woman.

But dear and fluffy lord...I really have never even considered co-habitation with another person. Once I moved out of my parent's apartment I was out and on my own and I never even really wanted a roommate...much less one that actually sleeps in the same bed, uses the same shower as me and who I can't tell "these are my groceries, don't touch them." Roommates you can have rules with to some degree...significant others are an entirely different ballgame.

Why don't I want co-habitation?

Well, for several reasons.
1.) I like my privacy. I like being able to randomly sing Florence and the Machine songs in the shower and dance around to showtunes while I make dinner without anyone making fun of me.  Ideally I will meet someone who also does these things, or something similar, so neither of us has room to judge...

2.) Sharing a bedroom/bathroom is not all it's cracked up to be. I should know, I spent numerous years sharing a bedroom/bathroom with my younger sister...and for several years in my late pre-teens/early teens I lived in a house where my entire family shared one extremely tiny bathroom. *shudder* Anyone who has seen my bathroom now, can appreciate why I've expanded all of my make-up, jewelry and facial cleansers to take up ALL of the counter space.

3.) Sharing a bed is REALLY not all it's cracked up to be. I like cuddling and pillow talk as much as the next gal, but when you actually get right down to the sleeping part it's uncomfortable. Both you and your partner seem to grow 6 new knees and elbows and someone is always cutting off someone else's circulation and if you try to sleep on separate parts of the bed it feels you've had a fight or something and forget moving to the couch. Then you really will have a fight and nothing is fun about that.

4.) Splitting up chores and cleaning is difficult. When I lived at home there was usually at least 3 fights a week about the garbage, the dishes, the vacuuming, etc. Now that I live alone it's all up to me and I do it at my pace. If I don't feel like doing the dishes for a few days I can rinse them and leave them on the counter and no one will complain. I don't have to make the bed if I don't want to and I certainly don't have to put up clean clothes immediately (Proof being that the top of my dresser looks like a department store exploded on top of it, while my closet and dresser drawers are getting emptier every day.)

I suppose with all my whining it's pretty clear that my long term goals will resolve in living with someone and so I suppose I will just have to savor my time living alone.
I bet, in 10 years when I (hopefully) have a wife and child, I'll look bag at this blog entry and laugh so hard. I promise to do a follow up then, just so I can kick my own ass and prove that living with someone isn't so bad. Let it never be said that I won't admit when I'm wrong...even if it takes a decade or so to prove it.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

A few bits of things not big enough for their own posts

I alternated reading Atlas Shrugged with surfing the web today and, as a result, I found numerous interesting tidbits that are all very nice, but not nearly thought provoking enough for an individual post. I figured I'll just throw them all in here and see what happens.
This is like my cooking experimentation...and like that experimentation it could end well (like that foray into making chicken pot pie last month) or in tears (The Mustard Seed catastrophe of 2009).

First of all.

Tears of joy for Evanescence (or as they should really be called, Amy Lee and her random back-up musicians) is making a new album. I'm happy, other fans should be happy, Amy and her music are...happy? Not the word I generally associate with Evanescence, but considering they did their part in getting me through my teenage angst...well, I suppose they deserve a shot at playing happy music for a while as well.
Amy Lee, once again making me wonder why it took me so long to realize I liked girls...

"The record is fun — and that's a totally new thing for us," singer Amy Lee, 29, tells SPIN. "When I listen to our old music I see that's where I was in my life at that time. This has been a long trip and parts have been hard. But it's about not taking everything so seriously this time."

World War Z (based on the novel by Max Brooks) may begin filming next week and the production company has hired cinematographer Robert Richardson (Kill Bill and Inglourious Basterds) to work on the film.
This can mean only one thing...a new cult zombie movie classic!
I know I have friends who can't understand my love of bad zombie films, but I don't understand them. How can someone not love watching a movie with bad special affects and lots of gunfire? I'll go see it in theaters just to mock it loudly and openly along with everyone else in the theater.

Joseph Gordon-Levitt and Tom Hardy
In a turn of events that I fully believe may give one of my best friends a heart attack, a few new actors have been chosen for The Dark Knight Rises. The movie already contains Tom Hardy and Joseph Gordon-Levitt (both of Inception fame, as well as various other films), but now Burn Gorman (of Torchwood fame) has been brought on as well. These are some of my friend's absolute favorite actors and when I texted her to tell her about Gorman, I initially said "Okay, don't pass out. I don't know how reliable the source is, but..." and her response was "WHAAAAAAAT"
Burn Gorman

Luckily she continued texting, so I know she did not hyperventilate and then pass out when hearing this news.There are more additions listed in the article and I'm sure I'll be railing or cheering at casting choices as we get closer to the big day, but I'm not going to get too excited yet. There is too much time for things to change between now and filming.

And finally...THE BIG ONE. 

I won't even expound on it...much. It's spoilers for the upcoming season of Doctor Who and we all know who much of a Who fan I am. Matt Smith is even growing on me...slowly, like mold, but he is growing on me. David Tennant will forever be MY Doctor though...

In completely unrelated news. I almost cut my own head off today on a DVD that was hiding behind a pillow...the damn things are sharp. Also, I really want these shirts...from

They also have another that says "The time for action is past. Now is the time for senseless bickering." I kind of feel that's where our nation's government is right now...

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

The Adventure Begins! Reading Atlas Shrugged.

To get my mind off being stressed about college related issues (and because I keep promising The Conservative New Ager that I will actually read the copy he bought me) I'm going to start reading Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand. I'm carrying that book back and forth to work with me, I'll have to read it since I refuse to carry something that big and heavy on my commute for no purpose whatsoever.

It's too little too late really...the movie is coming out this Friday and TCNA and I are going to see my reading of the book (though I already know the basic plot and philosophy behind it) will, of course, be colored by my viewing of the film. Oh well *shrug* what can you do? It's a big book and, while I love reading, starting it is a bit of a daunting task.

It's kind of like when I read The Lord of the Rings for the first (and only, I hated that trilogy) time. Getting started was ridiculously difficult. Hopefully Atlas Shrugged, unlike The Lord of the Rings, will not remain quite as dull and dreary and annoyingly text book like while I'm trying to finish it...

Oh! And for those of you who don't follow The Conservative New Ager's blog, he's done a review of the book. It's a good read, check it out.
The Conservative New Ager: Books for Conservative: Atlas Shrugged

Monday, April 11, 2011

I've been acting a little odd lately

Kind of the way Tigger would act if you gave him crack cocaine I would imagine...

I've been grinning for no reason, skipping through the parking garage when I make my security sweeps and it's all because of one thing.

Are you read to hear this?


Okay, I'll tell you.

I'm going back to school! Or at least...I'm applying. I'll likely hit a series of buttons on my laptop tomorrow that will send a stream of 1s and 0s over to someone sitting at a desk so they can evaluate my worthiness to enter into their halls of learning.

I'm not all that worried honestly.

I'm absolutely, disgustingly, happy actually.

The only thing that is getting me down the tiniest bit is that when I went to pull up my SAT scores to send to the school I was told I was going to be charged an extra $24 because it was an "archived" score report. Wow...I feel wasn't even THAT long ago that I was sitting in a tiny desk and freaking out while I took that test and they already archived it?
Also...why the $24 charge to send an "archived" file? This is the 21st century people. It's not as if they have to send some poor intern down into a dark basement, equipped with a lamp to fight off Grue attacks*, to unearth the document. It's stored on a server just like all the other scores...maybe a different one since it's for an ancient person like me, but it's not from the hard copy era...

*You'd think that would be me showing my age, but it's really not. I grew up with an older brother (12 years older to be precise) I blame all ancient and antique video game references squarely on Skeptimus Prime's shoulders.