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Join us on the picket line at the Mayor's private residence for a legal and peaceful constitutionally-protected protest.
Some rare gems no longer collecting dust:
Footage of the pre-action meeting for Target City Hall, March 27, 1988 (eve of Target City Hall demonstration).
The victory of Barack Obama was a bittersweet moment for many Californians, as they woke up on the morning of November 5th to discover that the religious right-backed Proposition 8 banning gay marriage had passed.
Hi!I'm not gone. I just took a new job and I'm busy busy busy. I'll have to figure out some sort of new blog-work balance but until then hang in there and enjoy the story below.
Come on, how could you not be hyped?
Werk it out guys!Love you, Sparber.
Wayne and I went to The Center last night to see a new play entitled Loaded. The show is completely sold out for its short 5 show duration but if you beg The Center or call ahead you might be able to get a seat.
Click clack clomp clump thud
You know these floors are wood, right?
You are killing me.
Listen, I get it,
Okay? Fashion, whatever.
The day is here:The anxiety crashed a long time ago. The white foam rumbled itself out over the last few remaining months and the pools have drained back into the water.
Last night Wayne and I attend the Stop the Arrests! town hall meeting at The Center. The meeting was called to educate and organize around the recent NYPD entrapment cases and frivolous arrests targeting the queer community in NYC bookstores and other adult venues.
The apartment is solely illuminated by the blue-black flicker of a television set airing football against the white walls.
I promised myself I wouldn't do a thing, not a thing, until I got my hair cut. No blogging, no friends, no visits to the bank, hell- I wasn't even going to eat before getting my hair cut.
Yup, I'm down for the count for a few days:Don't try and watch a Bad Girl's Club MarathonDon't watch Mel Gibson's Apocalypto.
Still working - still out of town. BUT! In the meantime tune into Debra. She's been having some issues with Jackie lately.
Just imagine how many excited children there are right now...Merry Christmas
I met Nick Rice after a Reading for Filth at the now deceased Rapture Cafe sometime last winter. Nick, who is in his early twenties, introduced himself to me that he had found my blog and liked what he saw.
I happen to be in Miami for work and I also happened to be in South Beach, right near the intersection of Washington and Lincoln, when I ran into the JoinTheImpact Light Up the Night Candle Light Vigil.