San Francisco

Been back about a week or so and want to go back. Nay, I want to move. It was so lovely, big, and busy. I fell in love with the city. I belong in a big city with lots of strangers and crowds.

Lets see. Saw the Golden Gate, Wharf, lots of seals, crazy homeless people who throw beer bottles, street cars (first time on one), scary drag queens, awesome parks, beautiful churches, subway cars (another first), and lots and lots of hills (what Texans call mountains).

I think this was the only vacation that I actually lost weight. We probably walked an average of seven miles a day. The majority of these were wondering around lost. You would think going to a city with someone that has actually lived there before means not getting totally turned around. Well that would require your traveling partner having some sense of direction. After a certain point I just stopped asking him where we were going. I wouldn't of picked another person however to end up in the public housing projects with. "Lets just get a taxi" "Well we could if they weren't afraid to drive down this road. Maybe we should start running."

The Castro provided an endless amount of ummm interesting? people. Something to keep in mind, no matter what kind of facial expression she has on or how hopeless she looks, don't tell a drag queen that she "looks confused". I don't care how you mean it, I promise she won't be pleased. Also Market Street on Halloween, not a family friendly location. Yes, there are bright festive colors everywhere and the gay laughter is a little misleading. But kid appropriate it is not. "That's not a costume, he's just naked."

I didn't take nearly as many photos as I had hoped. Just got busy and didn't carry much around with me. Had a blast though and came away with a lot of stories. I want to move.

ME, I, Not You

I admit, I'm pretty full of myself. I mean I think I'm rather special. I deeply hope however that if I ever turn into one of those people that is all about themselves that one of my friends will hit me upside the head and tell me to cut it out.

I have a friend, well I'm not to sure they are that much of a "friend", that turns every freaking conversation into something about themselves. "and as my plane was going down over the Atlantic ocean--" " I really hate flying. Everytime I get on a plane I get all sick. Me Me Me I I I" It drives ME crazy. Just want to turn to them and ask if everything really has to be about them. I'm probably overly sensitive about this whole thing. I know everyone wants to share some story or part of their life. And I get that not everyone cares to hear about my life or my story. I truly get it. But sometimes I want to be able to say something without having to listen to them go on about their freaking puppy for two hours. I swear, if I get into one of the schools I want to get into, within 10 seconds of telling this certain someone my great news, I'll have to listen to how they lost their favorite pair of socks at some crazy party the night before.

The School List

So after a lot of back and forth here's the final list. Stanford,
Yale, Northwestern, Michigan, and Boston. All have great sociology
programs that can be aimed toward gender and sexuality studies.
Hopefully I get into more than one and can pick. Cross your fingers
and do that voodo you do. Everything is turned in and taken care of.
Now just have to wait and see.


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San Francisco

Finally leaving San Antonio for Austin. Fly to San Fran tomorrow
morning.


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Coming Out Day

October 11th is coming up. If you didn't know, that's official coming out day as decreed by the queers in power. The whole "coming out" process is a emotionally draining, difficult, agonizing process that is totally worth it and life changing. It's a deeply personal choice and one that has to be tackled with great sincerity. Personally, I wish I had done it sooner, my family and friends are awesome and I was greatly surprised. That said....Come out of the closet!!!

Sociology has taught us that coming out is great for the community at large. Its a huge step in the right direction for the entire Alphabet Soup (LGBTQAITAP) community. I know some of you guys and gals hate the whole community thing, hate being part of the group with ferries and flamers, but I hate to break it to you, your one of us. The Cohert Effect says that people who have a gay friend are more likely to accept the whole life style. Imagine that. If someone has a gay friend they seem to realize that we aren't all pedophiles and Satan worshipers who recruit little boys (I've heard that argument first hand). Its part of the whole Pride ideology; become visible in your communities, don't act like you are ashamed, and others (hopefully straight people as well) will follow.

I encourage all my gay friends to come out if they are able. Come out to your friends, family, strangers, dog. I know it's not that simple always, but sometimes that "they'll hate me, they'll abandon me" excuse is just that, an excuse. If that's you, take advantage of October 11th, take advantage of the excuse that everyone else is doing it, take advantage of this opportunity to better our community and act together.

ACL

The mud is everywhere!!! I lost one of the two pairs of shoes I brought with me to Austin. By the time I got to them they were rank. The other pair just got a good bath, but alas the yellow converse are smashed in the trash compacter now. Sad face.

The three days at ACL were awesome. First day was nice and cool. The grass was sweet. I actually told someone it was the softest grass I've ever felt. None of that itchy crap. The second day however was a biblical storm. It poured. I think I gained ten pounds of water weight just from my shirt. The third day was a freaking mess. I've never seen more mud in my life. Three inches throughout the whole park. It was so wet however none of it ever stuck to your shoes, and the cleanest mud you'll ever see. One of my friends drove by the day after and said the entire park looked like a rodeo pit. There goes the new and improved park.

Best performance out of the whole weekend had to be the last I saw. The Dead Weather was beyond words, but I'll try. I've never seen a better set. The crowd was kind of dull at first, I don't think they had heard them before. The girl from The Kills, Allison Mosshart, had to be on something. I'm not talking the weed half the crowd was on, but the heavy shit. She was freaking out, laying on the stage, and generally going crazy. If she was at church someone might of said she was possessed by the Holy Ghost or the devil. At one point she stopped singing and just danced around. Sounds horrible I know but the performance was spectacular.

So in all the weekend was a total success. Saw a man crowd surf in green latex from head to toe. Had a homeless guy ask for some spare change "for a crack rock". Spent some time with good friends and made some new ones.

Oh and the bands I saw so you can see how cool I am:
The Knux, Avett Brothers, Coheed and Cambria, Thievery Corporation, Kings of Leon, Citizen Cope, Mos Def, Ghostland Observatory, Here We Go Magic, B-52's, White Lies, Arctic Monkeys, Toadies, and The Dead Weather.

Lay Off

You ever have one of those friends who takes the fun out of
everything. "I just got a new puppy!" "He'll probably pee everywhere"
"I can't wait to see that movie." "You'll hate the ending where she
dies" Do they not realize that they ruin everything or is it on
purpose. After awhile you just want to give up and not tell them
anything. They'll just destroy it.


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