I'm very disturbed with the passing and upholding of Proposition 8 in California.
I know nothing about politics, especially American, but isn't there supposed to be a separation between church and State? Isn't that written in their Constitution??
It seems to me like this is still all about how God created men and women for procreation, to create and build families naturally. And that's why marriage should be between a man & a woman...?
Can't couples of the same-sex, regardless of not being able to procreate "naturally", bear or adopt, and raise a healthy, happy family too?
These fanatical, right-wing fuddy-duddies in the Government are stating that they have passed this law to keep marriage "traditional". What does that even mean??
What's so wrong with starting a new tradition? Being the World's greatest Super Power, and allowing ALL people - regardless of sexual preference - to be entitled to the exact same rights as everyone else...
...it really makes me angry, and there's just nothing I can do about it.
Which is an utterly frustrating feeling.
I need a hug.
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Ten Years.
It's official. I am old.
My ten-year high school reunion has been creeping up on me for, well, ten years. Every May that's passed, I thought, "sheesh! My ten-year reunion is in (insert number) years! God, I'm getting old."
Ahem.
This weekend is sure to bring drunken debauchery at its finest: High School Styles. There are the expected culprits who I am sure will provide endless amounts of crazy antics that will turn into Trinity Reunion Weekend lore. There are those who I am looking forward to seeing...and those whom I am not (she shall remain nameless).
Now that this weekend is finally upon me, I can't help but look back on the last ten years and take stock on all that I have accomplished. In fact, I believe the whole point of celebrating any reunion is to do this, no?
I don't have a house. I'm not married, and haven't been blessed with children. I have never had a job where I made what would be considered an enviable salary. I don't have any savings, or stocks. I don't have a fancy car, nor do I even have my drivers license.
These are the things I can imagine people will be casually talking about over lunch, about what they've GAINED...besides the weight, of course ; )
I won't lie. I won't stretch the truth. I am fully prepared to breakdown the last decade of my life openly and honestly. And it will go something like this:
And last, and certainly not least, I have known Heather Anders for 10.5 years. One of the greatest friends and loves of my life, who I will cherish until the end of my days.
Yep. I'm pretty proud of my accomplishments.
And I cannot WAIT to brag.
My ten-year high school reunion has been creeping up on me for, well, ten years. Every May that's passed, I thought, "sheesh! My ten-year reunion is in (insert number) years! God, I'm getting old."
Ahem.
This weekend is sure to bring drunken debauchery at its finest: High School Styles. There are the expected culprits who I am sure will provide endless amounts of crazy antics that will turn into Trinity Reunion Weekend lore. There are those who I am looking forward to seeing...and those whom I am not (she shall remain nameless).
Now that this weekend is finally upon me, I can't help but look back on the last ten years and take stock on all that I have accomplished. In fact, I believe the whole point of celebrating any reunion is to do this, no?
I don't have a house. I'm not married, and haven't been blessed with children. I have never had a job where I made what would be considered an enviable salary. I don't have any savings, or stocks. I don't have a fancy car, nor do I even have my drivers license.
These are the things I can imagine people will be casually talking about over lunch, about what they've GAINED...besides the weight, of course ; )
I won't lie. I won't stretch the truth. I am fully prepared to breakdown the last decade of my life openly and honestly. And it will go something like this:
- I have traveled across the world and back.
- I have been brave enough to live abroad.
- I have made incredible art, in all forms.
- I have made great friends.
- I have lost great friends, both tragically and by choice.
- I have worked hard.
- I have loved hard.
- I have lost hard.
- I have laughed hard.
- I have lived hard, and have the scars to prove it. Visible and invisible.
- I have stayed true to myself, and have no regrets.
And last, and certainly not least, I have known Heather Anders for 10.5 years. One of the greatest friends and loves of my life, who I will cherish until the end of my days.
Yep. I'm pretty proud of my accomplishments.
And I cannot WAIT to brag.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Thursday, May 14, 2009
Pictures I didn't want to post on Facebook....
In light of my current job situation, I have become hesitant about posting (even more) personal pictures on Facebook.
You see, I am now working as a talent agent for some of the best comedic actors/stand-up comics in Canada. Facebook has now become a networking site, with local and international comics adding me as their "friend" daily.
You're right when you say, "Buff, you don't have to accept their 'friend request'". I know this.
I accept them because I can then bombard them with emails and messages about my clients, and get them to come out to the shows we produce and pretty much just sell, sell, sell anything my company has to promote.
Anyway, I have a bunch of pictures that I wanted to post, but have decided against it because I would much rather share my personal/private fun times with my REAL friends, and not the 400+ I really could care less about! Is that harsh...?
So, Friends. Please enjoy!
You see, I am now working as a talent agent for some of the best comedic actors/stand-up comics in Canada. Facebook has now become a networking site, with local and international comics adding me as their "friend" daily.
You're right when you say, "Buff, you don't have to accept their 'friend request'". I know this.
I accept them because I can then bombard them with emails and messages about my clients, and get them to come out to the shows we produce and pretty much just sell, sell, sell anything my company has to promote.
Anyway, I have a bunch of pictures that I wanted to post, but have decided against it because I would much rather share my personal/private fun times with my REAL friends, and not the 400+ I really could care less about! Is that harsh...?
So, Friends. Please enjoy!
à la Buffy.
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Does anyone else notice...
...that the only thing strangers say to one another in the lift is, "going up/down?"
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