
This was definitely going to be the year that I give it a miss. I'm looking down the barrel of 50, for goodness sake--let the Kids fight the crowds. The garden is desperate for attention, the dog needs a bath, and I'd really love to go for a bike ride.
And then I thought of little Jay--the first of my friends who died. And Bob--who just died last week. And Frank Kameny. And Matthew Shepard. And the glorious drag queens of Stonewall. And those beautiful Sirens on their Bikes. And those PFLAG families, who ALWAYS make me cry, dammit. And Fred Phelps. And that scared, confused little baby Gay somewhere out there, who thinks there's something wrong with him because he can't take his eyes of his friend's older brother.
And so--because I can--off I go.
I hope you all have a great day!
You think, what do you want?
You think, make a decision...