Mark’s Birthday Weekend

 

Highlights from the weekend just past:

  • Sucking face in a Japanese restuarant in Fresno while watching a bitchin’ band I like more every time.

  • Having lesbians we’d never met buy us drinks at said restaurant/bar because we were such a “cute couple”.
  • Realizing that the Wind-up Action Bender really worked and looked pretty damned cool (and being just a little peeved that it’s evidently on sale for half what I paid for it two months ago, so no link dammit).
  • The “firestarter” technique. Don’t ask.
  • Making it home from Fresno in a new personal record of two hours, twenty-six minutes AND being able to park, despite the rainbow-clad masses.
  • Cold Comfort Farm.
  • Mushy drunk talk.
  • German sausage scramble on a hangover-free Sunday morning.
  • Watching the most wonderful boy in the world hit the quarter century mark.

With Mark’s birthday out of the way, I guess it’s time to start pushing mine now. I’ll try to update the wish list shortly. And I think this year’s annual semi-public birthday gathering at Tad’s is on for Saturday 10 August at 8PM. But follow this space for further details…

Wrong

Not one, but two of the most idiotic editorials I’ve read in quite a while, and I haven’t even gotten past the San Francisco rags. They don’t really even merit comment, but here’s a hint: the mere fact that a wrong has been done “without incident” for almost five decades does not mystically make it somehow right…

I was going to post my new pledge of allegiance to the rainbow flag tonight, but I decided against it. If you want to read it, let me know and I’ll send it along when I get back from the weekend…

Stuff

Not much news this week; life has been a little hectic. I took some time tonight to do a few neglected updates at Bottles, though, if any of you are following that sort of thing. Yes, I probably should’ve spent some of that time answering email instead, but actual new content is so much sexier, after all…

I’m off to the birthday celebration this weekend. And isn’t it convenient that it comes just in time to save me from having to cope with the Nightmare on Market Street? Speaking of which, my name didn’t make it into that article, so I’m not going to link it. That’ll fix ’em…