It finally happened. The weather it has change-ed. I'm sorry to see the warm weather go and this weekend at the stables will likely be a bitch, but it was time. I can't imagine Thanksgiving when it's warm. Maybe that's a clue for me to remember when thinking about places to live.
Anyway, I sat down at the computer this morning and looked at Towleroad.com and followed a link to this amusing little story of passive-agression.
"Today was street-sweeping day, and as often happens, some of our neighbors forget to move their cars to the other side the night before, so on our morning walk, we always ring their doorbells to get them up so that they won’t get a ticket.
Well, when we got to a new neighbor’s house at the far end of our street, Bill was struggling to get through their locked gate when I noticed a “Yes on 8″ sign in their window and pointed it out to him. He immediately stopped struggling with the lock, and we walked on home.
Later, when Bill heard the street-sweeper, he looked out the front door and was pleased to see the homophobe getting a ticket. I know that is no consolation to you, but I thought I’d pass it along just to let you know how upset we are about that poisonous Prop. 8."
Then I returned to find some pictures of people at a no on Prop 8 rally on Sunset Blvd. My problem with this is that the people on SUNSET BLVD DO NOT NEED TO BE CONVINCED Prop 8 is BAD!!! I swear, when will people figure out going outdoors in their own neighborhood is NOT the way to change people's minds. It's the gay equivalent of rioting and burning down your own neighborhood. Makes no sense to me.
But the T-shirt was cute: