It was a great party -- lotsa good people, lots good food, lotsa good music (and ain't it always best when ya makes yer own?). Let's not wait another ten years to do it again, hm?
Scritches to Simba...
UPDATE: As Rev. Paperboy mentions in the comments, Spider and Jeanne are about to become grandparents. May, Jeanne says. I thought it was earlier, based on the sonogram being proudly displayed on the fridge door, but what do I know from photos? I can barely tell anyone's age by looking at the in-front-of-me real body!
Jeanne talks about the coming event in her post yesterday. Hit those two links in the post for some occular irrigation! Damn, but the man can write!
California Proposition 8 (and there were others, but this was the one I was keeping an eye on) -- putting a ban on gay marriages -- managed to pass only by a margin of about 52 to 48, although "civil unions" are allowed. And there are three lawsuits lined up to overturn it, so this was not the last word, by any stretch of anyone's vivid imagination!
Eight years ago, it passed by a margin of 61 to 39.
Opposition to equality in the right to marry (and call it marriage) is dying.
If we wait another four years, it will die from sheer exhaustion. Or...what say we run it up to Seattle and put it out of our misery?
If you have the urge to put a political label on me, I urge you to resist that urge. There is no political label in the world that can be made to fit me.
When I'm in a good mood, I'm a badger. When I'm in a bad mood, I'm a wolverine. Your call...