Queer quotes

The only queer people are those who don’t love anybody. ~ Rita Mae Brown (stolen from mass email)

If homosexuality is a disease, let’s all call in queer to work. “Hello. Can’t work today, still queer.” ~ Robin Tyler

I’d rather be black than gay because when you’re black you don’t have to tell your mother. ~ Charles Pierce

In response to a reader who complained that a gay couple was moving in across the street and wanted to know what he could do to improve the quality of the neighborhood. ‘You could move.’ ~ Abigail Van Buren

The one bonus of not lifting the ban on gays in the military is that the next time the government mandates a draft we can all declare homosexuality instead of running off to Canada. ~ Lorne Bloch

Why can’t they have gay people in the army? Personally, I think they are just afraid of a thousand guys with M16s saying, “Who’d you call a faggot?” ~ Jon Stewart

My lesbianism is an act of Christian charity. All those women out there praying for a man, and I’m giving them my share. ~ Rita Mae Brown

Soldiers who are not afraid of guns, bombs, capture, torture, or death say they are afraid of homosexuals. Clearly we should not be used as soldiers we should be used as weapons. ~ Letter to the Editor, The Advocate

You don’t have to be straight to be in the military; you just have to be able to shoot straight. ~ Barry Goldwater

Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands? ~ Ernest Gaines

My own belief is that there is hardly anyone whose sexual life, if it were broadcast, would not fill the world at large with surprise and horror. ~ W.Somerset Maugham

Drag is when a man wears everything a lesbian won’t. ~ Unknown

If male homosexuals are called “gay,” then female homosexuals should be called “ecstatic.” ~ Shelly Roberts

My mother took me to a psychiatrist when I was fifteen because she thought I was a latent homosexual. There was nothing latent about it. ~ Amanda Bearse

It always seemed to me a bit pointless to disapprove of homosexuality.
It’s like disapproving of rain. ~ Francis Maude

and, the ever famous quote

The Bible contains six admonishments to homosexuals and 362 admonishments to heterosexuals. That doesn’t mean that God doesn’t love heterosexuals. It’s just that they need more supervision. ~ Lynn Lavner

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Seattle, Day 3

After a great night and plenty of rest, it was time to jump on the bus and down to the docks for the Brunch Cruise with the bears. Carving out a nice table near the bar and the somewhat sunny aft, I accustomed myself to the swaying motion of the boat.

It’s been a while.

Beer, yes, beer would be good for this.

Taking Dan’s lead, I found that Red Hook was just as good as Fat Tire. Damn expensive on this love boat though. I s’pose this is how the cruise industry makes their dough.

The weather was pretty dang good on the Puget Sound. The Olympic Range (I believe it was) hung past the horizon, faint.

I had yet to catcha glimpse of Mount Rainier, but I can look forward to that on future trips.

Food… More swaying… Patchy Sun… Disco music muffled by the grunt of the engine… Porn stars (apparently)… and good fellowship…

Once the ship docked, I headed with Dan and Brian to REI and fritter away some time. I got a ballcap that isn’t orange or brown or navy! How radical of me.

Later, went to Elsian Brewing Company and learned that Boursin cheese is actually pronounced boor-SAHN. Not they they had it on the burgers, but I’m a nutcase for trying to say words right.

Too many years book-read without conversation…

Then it was off to The Cuff. Man, there were some freaks there that needed to lay off the drugs.

Got to spend a tiny bit extra time with Chris, then he was off. I proceeded to share too many red hook pitchers with Dan, and find out that I had been in the company of (who i stood next to on the packed bus on the way to the cruise) and all along. Nutty when things pan out like that.

After a brief jaunt to Dick’s, sleep came easy.

It was a spirited ending to an excellent sip of Seattle. This may well be the first run badge I hold on to, if only for the fun bear/bunny mascot.

The view from 6 foot 5
It’s hard to escape the Space Needle.

Seattle, Day 1

Whadda weekend.

Got into Seattle late Thursday night. As the cab approached the city from the airport, I was slightly taken aback by the skyline. This place was bigger than I thought. The skyline was all aglitter and I was slackjawed looking out the window at the lights and heights.

The hotel is a field-goal kick away from the space needle, likely the best icon i’ve seen for a city. It’s jetsons cool. The hotel, hmm… I think it hasn’t been renovated since the ’62 Worlds Fair. (Ok, maybe that’s an exaggeration)

After pondering goin to the pre-mixer in West Seattle, I figured a good nights sleep would be best. I settled in, frustrated that my data port was a dud, and managed to get some work done offline.

I woke up Friday and ate the uninspired hotel restaurant breakfast, used the wireless network uncomfortably nested by the elevators in the lobby, and fired off some emails.

Met up with Mr. Pratt and a buddy of his from San Jose and quickly felt at ease. Bumbling around the city, I found the scale of the place wasn’t as daunting as originally thought. Broken up into neighborhoods and ample greenspace, Seattle is a trick to navigate with steep hills and the strangest street grid I’ve ever seen. Of course, with all that water surrounding the place, I can understand the challenge.

A trip to Redmond, peeked at the future Chalet, drank coffee, trip to the Microsoft company store (dang, they can’t seem to give away them xbox games)… then back to the temp apartment to meet up with Marmot and hit the evenings festivities.

Honda Elements are cool.

Not sure where the evening went, but it was pleasant enough. I decided I wasn’t wearing appropriate undergarments to maintain proper dress-code at the Eagle’s Under-Bear party, but I had a good time.

Lots of new and familiar faces. After being accosted by the most handsome daddy bear as the bar closed, i gravitated to a kind furry faced fella, and we wandered away from the crowd filing into the bus headin back to the hotel. We walked around the city and checked out views of the needle and whatnot, strolled thru a few parks, and gushed in general at our happenstance meeting. Exhausted, it was time to go back to the Best Western.

Day 1 of Spring Thaw was good.

space needle