I know how to use hand and power tools but not eye liner
I’m pretty sure I can install a new hard drive in my computer, but I’m a bit nervous about wearing heels at my brother’s wedding next year due to lack of practice
even though I’m republican, I support gay marriage/civil unions & adoptions 'cause some of my friends and coworkers would benefit from it, and why shouldn’t they?
I’m not gay but I enjoy the theatre,art and classical music.
Oh and I also dress up as a woman weekends and have sex with numerous male partners but thats not because I’m gay but because I’m eccentric…
No really…
I’m an engineer,
I’m over 30 and unmarried,
I can use most tools better than both of my brothers (one of whom is a construction foreman), although I prefer to stay away from electric stuff (1),
and figure out how to assemble furniture (DIY or Ikea) better than Mr Construction Foreman Bro,
I defend gay folks’ right to marry,
I lost all respect for Porsche when they presented the Anti-Porsche. Porsches are supposed to be sexy, damnit!
(1) my college started accepting women some 15 years before I got in. When they were in the last year, they’d complain about some metallic bands around the lab tables “giving them sparks.” The guys didn’t notice a thing. A TA (future Electronics teacher) figured he’d take the multimeter out and show the ladies that those metal strips weren’t charged at all. Turned out the strips were charged and the women perceived currents at 1/10 the intensity the men needed to notice anything. I don’t touch anything electrical unless I’m very, very sure how it’s set up and most housing elements aren’t set up in any way I understand without explanations, so I call the electrician.
What the heck is an Anti-Porsche? Unless you mean the Cayenne, in which case I may actually agree with you. I think a Porsche SUV was one of their stupider ideas.
Sometimes I wonder if people assume I’m gay because of how passionate and outspoken I am about the issue. I’m not a confrontational person by nature, but I will get into people’s shit for being homophobic. Even in high school, when that was about the uncoolest thing to defend ever, I was right out there.
I’m not gay, but I LOVE lesbians (and they love me too.)
I’m not gay, but all the windows in my house have lace curtains, and most of rugs and towels are pink, and my wallpaper is mostly pink flowers. I also have a desk in my bedroom with attached makeup mirror and a sewing machine.
(All of which is the work of the little old lady who used to own the house.)
My best friend moved in with a mid-30’s guy for a while who was divorced with kids. He had made all the curtains in his place, color coordinated to go with the furniture and rugs. He painted his walls twice because the first color was too bright, and then he painstakingly splattered them with a contrasting color. They talked marriage for a while and then broke up. (however, I think he WAS gay, though she’s aghast at the thought.)
Does a woman cooking stuff on a charcoal grill and carving the turkey indicate lesbian tendencies? Because if I didn’t do that, we’d have carbonized hockey pucks and we’d have to tear hunks of meat off the turkey with our hands and a bent fork. (and one year I DID buy a lovely pair of men’s shoes for casual wear, but only because all the women’s shoes for sale that year were so f’ing ugly it made me nearly puke, and I loathe big fat white sneakers,)
I’m not gay, but I, too, defend gays against homophobic remarks. And I’m tired of the macho “rules” to maleness, the stupid territorial bullshit and bullying.
I also don’t like sports at all, nor do I like athletes, they annoy me with their arrogance and have not, therefore, earned my admiration or that of the devoted fans.
I also have worn a dress and heels on Halloween and “passed” as a woman. I got the moves, and can handle heels with more confidence than my girlfriend. I attribute that to lots of observation.
– Hate sports vehemently but am in relatively good shape
– Have gone to a gay rights rally or two
– Think Chris Carabba is pretty good looking (altho I wouldn’t suck his dick unless he promised to sing at the same time.)