Year: 2004

Randomly Thursday

There’s just not enough romance and drama involved when seeing your loved one off on the train actually means saying goodbye at a bus stop along the Embarcadero. It’s sort of ironic that San Francisco — where mass transit is dogma — has no direct long-distance passenger rail service. Taking Amtrak from SF means taking a bus to the East Bay and THEN getting on a train…

Assuming, of course, that you can get a straight (or consistent) answer from anyone at Amtrak about how to purchase tickets…

Anyway, Mark’s off to Fresno again to clean up the mess caused by a bit of walking garbage named Steven Washburn. Anyone who reminds me that “he’s a human being” should be prepared for a tongue-lashing. I don’t much care what his motives were nor how brutal his childhood may have been…

I hit the road tomorrow so we can have a romantic Valentine’s weekend in a Red Roof Inn…

A few random thoughts for a Thursday evening:

  • Proof positive that John Burton has been in office too long. He and Willie Brown need to go off and have their mutual masturbation sessions somewhere else.
  • Animal rights terrorists and a machine politician have actually succeeded in making me support something as disgusting as foie gras. Amazing…
  • Yes, it’s a holiday whose time has come…
  • Speaking of stupid white people, I’m thinking of sending her a wedding invitation…
  • Tuesday was my half-birthday. I didn’t get a single present. I guess you’re all waiting for the big four-o in August, right?

HIV and Syphillis

The Chronicle reports that researchers are surprised to see that HIV infection rates are not increasing despite a rise in syphilis cases. Buried a few paragraphs down is what seemed obvious to me even after just reading the headline: syphilis is transmitted through oral sex while HIV by and large isn’t. I’m not sure why everyone was so surprsied by results which were so easily explained…

Married

I haven’t slept in thirty hours, and my clothing from last might may mildew before it dries. I’m so tired I can hardly stand and my feet feel like they’re going to fall off. But I’m as happy as I’ve ever been in my life, because I’m now married, officially and legally, to the most wonderful boy in the world…

I wasn’t quite prepared for just how choked up the ceremony got me. I’d not really been expecting to say tings like “with this ring I thee wed” and “I do”. Ever. And even though I’ve felt married for a long time, somehow I now feel MORE married, and also even more in love…

I’m tired, and I can’t write very well now. More soon, with pictures, no to mention a few words about the co-worker who tried to put a damper on it…

 

Thanks

Thanks to everyone for the good wishes, website mentions, etc. For any of you who want to say hello in public, Mark and I are pondering a little semi-publuc gathering at Tad’s Steaks on Powell Street. I hesitate to call it a reception, because that suggests that we’re buying dinner for everyone. Alas, this is not the case, but we’d love to see you anyway. Watch this space for more details…

BTW, if you’re interested in seeing just what this weekend’s festivities looked like, this is the place to go. We were lucky enough to have this particular photgrapher as our escort/witness for the ceremony, and he even shot the video you may have seen yesterday…

23 February 2004

Well put:

I firmly believe in the fact that if you live in a bigger or more famous city, it doesn’t automatically make you better than anyone. It’s not a badge of merit because you moved somewhere where there is more to do.

That said, here’s something to do if you’re bored Friday night: join Mark and me for our semi-public wedding reception, 8:00 at Tads Steaks on Powell Street. And since we’re not springing for dinner, so you don’t even have to bring a present…

Lunatic Fringe

Marriage Amendment May Boost Bush But Not Pass:

“This is a common political ploy, reacting to some controversial court decision by supporting a constitutional amendment,” said University of Minnesota communications professor Edward Schiappa. “It will gain support from the religious right but no such amendment is ever going to pass.”

It’s true; there are knee-jerk reactions like this to almost evey controversy in the US. I’d be not one bit surprised if someone introduced an amendment recommending the death penalty for anyone caught exposing a breast on national TV. The lunatic fringe needs something to rally ’round, after all…

While I don’t like the tone it sets, nor do I much care for being used as a political football, I’m strangely optimistic that Congress and the assorted state legislatures will realize that this is just not the sort of thing we put in the Constitution. I think we learned at least THAT much from Prohibition…

Charlotte

I think I’ve finally found the definitive squash casserole recipe. I knew it was going to be good when I saw that it was from the Barclay Cafeteria in Charlotte. I used to love that place, and not just because I could eat there and charge it to my Belk card when I was broke…

 

I’ve been thinking about Charlotte a lot lately. As a matter of fact, I found the aformentioned recipe by accident while looking to see if the Barclay were still open. I was looking up some of my old haunts and reminiscing about my first years there. But that’s all fodder for another journal entry…

All you need to know now is that Mark and I have set a tentative deadline for moving there. Why? Because we both like Charlotte and we both find SF rather distasteful. Because we want to own a house and not live our lives in an apartment the size of a postage stamp. Because I never want to ride a bus again unless it’s by choice rather than necessity. And because a new health issue involving my mom reminds me that I really want to live closer to my parents again…

It’s made me much happier than I was earlier this week…