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Top Ten Reasons To Make Gay Marriage Illegal

hono-lulu:

havent-got-a-prayer:

growingup:

01) Being gay is not natural. Real Americans always reject unnatural things like eyeglasses, polyester, and air conditioning.

02) Gay marriage will encourage people to be gay, in the same way that hanging around tall people will make you tall.

03) Legalizing gay marriage will open the door to all kinds of crazy behavior. People may even wish to marry their pets because a dog has legal standing and can sign a marriage contract.

04) Straight marriage has been around a long time and hasn’t changed at all like many of the principles on which this great country was founded; women are still property, blacks still can’t marry whites, and divorce is still illegal.

05) Straight marriage will be less meaningful if gay marriage were allowed; the sanctity of marriages like Britney Spears’ 55-hour just-for-fun marriage would be destroyed.

06) Straight marriages are valid because they produce children. Gay couples, infertile couples, and old people shouldn’t be allowed to marry because our orphanages aren’t full yet, and the world needs more children.

07) Obviously gay parents will raise gay children, since straight parents only raise straight children.

08) Gay marriage is not supported by religion. In a theocracy like ours, the values of one religion are imposed on the entire country. That’s why we have only one religion in America.

09) Children can never succeed without a male and a female role model at home. That’s why we as a society expressly forbid single parents to raise children.

10) Gay marriage will change the foundation of society; we could never adapt to new social norms. Just like we haven’t adapted to cars, the service-sector economy, or longer life spans.

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"The Way We Were"

Growing up, the one song I heard over and over and over again was “The Way We Were.” My mom loved it, and the movie. I grew to like the song, as well. In fact, it’s on my iPod.

However, I had never seen the film. It arrived from Netflix on Wednesday, and I finally watched it today.

The movie is nothing like I had expected. For some reason, I thought the whole film was going to be a flashback, seen from the point of view of a “radical” woman, about her love affair with a conservative man… and the way their relationship tragically ended.

Instead, it was a story about “radical” woman and her relationship with a normal guy, seen over 10 years. It drags a little a times, but overall it’s quite nice.

Barbara Streisand’s character actually reminds me of an old girlfriend, so I can see why Redford’s character spends most of his life exasperated. Still, in the end, he’s better for the relationship. Hmm. See what I did there? I ended up siding with the guy, when all she wanted was for him to be the best man he could be and for him to love her as much as she loved him.

Great, I think I need a therapist.

I liked the movie. But, unlike my mom, I didn’t love it. Maybe it’s a chick thing.

Full Disclosure: Body Fat Analysis, 03/03/2009

This is interesting. I’m a little lighter than Dan, but I’m guessing I’m also fatter. I’m going to dive into his site to see how he’s doing all of this.

I should find a race to see where I stand, running-wise. I actually feel pretty good about my running, but without the regular races NY provided it’s hard to tell.

slowdan:

I did another Body Fat test today.  From last time:

So here is today’s “truth”: 228.2[sic] pounds, 26.3% bodyfat — lean mass of 168.6lb.  Base Metabolic Rate of 2157.

Today’s truth: 230.8 pounds, 23.6% body fat — lean mass of 176.2lbs.  Base Metabolic Rate of 2233.

Apparently I lost 5.6lbs of fat, but found 7.6lbs of muscle.  D’oh!

Download now or preview on posterous 20090303-BodyFatAnalysis.pdf (203 KB)

I have noticed steady improvements in my weight training, but I have not been doing too much of it.  I guess for now, this is my lot: my body gains muscle quickly. Ultimately, that’s ok.  As I said starting out, my goals are measured in performance not weight.  I had my first triathlon of the season on Sunday, and I succeeded beyond my expectations - I had strength left to sprint the last mile on the bike (at 300+ watts), I ran the entire distance and had enough for a finish line kick.  Perhaps I even left energy on the table — I was able to change, drive home, etc.  I do not believe this would have been possible just two months ago.

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Watchmen

I didn’t read the book. I’m looking at it right now. Warners sent it to me just prior to Christmas. I know. I suck. I should’ve read it.

As for the movie. It’s not for everyone, but if you can stomach it… it’s the most R-rated movie I’ve seen in a long time… you will probably love it.

Even though there are men wearing tights, it’s a serious movie about serious topics. It makes Dark Knight look like The Sound of Music. This is one dark, twisted film.

It’s not for everyone. But, like I said, if you can deal with, it’s a fantastic film.

I never really wanted to be a Seahawks fan. My night has just been ruined. Not even kidding.

It’s a rough gig being a Seahawks fan. We’re generally pretty good, but not really good. So, we tend to make the playoffs, lose early, and have a crappy first round draft pick to show for it.

But after last year’s turdball, I’d be happy with just making the playoffs.

Look, we had a rough year… Mariners in last place, Husky football winless, Seahawks fail to win the division for the first time in five years, and the cherry on top was the Sonics moving to OKLAHOMA CITY. Yeah, bad year.

(via hono-lulu)

Taking a Break from Facebook and Twitter

I’m done for the month of March. The upshot is that I plan to spend more time on Tumblr. Whee!

(Wow, you should’ve seen the paragraphs that were here before I deleted them. I had a full conversation with myself weighing the merits of a blog idea I’ve been working on. I’ll spare you.)

Upcoming Travel Plans

I’ve been paralyzed: LA for the Pac-10 Tournament (congrats Huskies on your Pac 10 title!) or NY for fine food and friends. Now, lately, I’ve been thinking about Spring Training. Ugh.

What to do?

On the one hand, the Huskies are the little team that could. No NBA players on the team, yet still beating more talented teams like UCLA, Arizona and USC. They’re all heart and hustle. The last time (and only time) I went to the tournament, we won it. A repeat for me, would be so fun.

On the other hand. I miss New York. Miss it alot. I also miss my friends. The gnocchi at Lupa, the double Shack from Shake Shack and a steaming hot bowl of ramen from Ippudo are crying out for me.

Finally, there’s spring training. Yes, you knew it would happen, I’ve come around on Griffey. I really want to see number 24 running around the outfield. That said, the only time I actually want to see that is when the games don’t matter. Hence, a trip to Peoria is needed.

I’m actually leaning towards none of the above, and going to NY in late April when it’s a little warmer there.

If I book something, I’ll book it tomorrow.

a little birdie told me...

Ah, the hazards of Twitter…

fairytaleofny:

so last night around midnight i was in bed ready to go to sleep. then i heard this…chirp.

i panicked. there was a bird in my apartment. see, i keep my bathroom window cracked open at all times to let fresh air in because there’s no exhaust fan in there and the shower steams it up like mad…and my bathroom window has no screen.

so there i was in bed thinking of how this bird flew in my bathroom window and was now sitting a few feet from me chirping. what was i going to do?

it chirped at weird intervals. i sat very quietly and waited for a pattern but there was none. chirp…wait, wait, chirp, chirp, wait a very long time, chirp…

i decided to be brave. i got up and threw the light on. silence. i walked to the kitchen. chirp! i walked back to the chirp source. silence. the bird was on to me.

then it started a few chirps. chirp chirp chirp. clearly this bird was not afraid of me.

the chirping was coming from my desk. i moved in closer.

i scanned under my desk for signs of bird. but then i realized the chirping was coming in full force - and from atop my desk.

from my laptop.

wtf?

the laptop screen was dark but clearly still on, as i’d gone to bed not that long ago. i ran my finger over the touchpad to bring it to life…

…and saw that tweetdeck was up. it’s a twitter aggregator. and what was it doing?

every time there was a new post, it was tweeting to alert me.

those were tweets i’d been hearing- literally. not chirps.

bloody twitter.