Eh.
If you don’t eat yer manchowder, you can’t have any pudding. How can you have any pudding if you don’t eat yer manchowder?
Thanks. Very cool of you to apologize. Just thought you should know. 
I’m not offended anymore. smile
Ah, that was it, JeffB. Thank you.
And remember, kiddies - because I know my boss’ spouse’s name, that’s ok, but if they were to know my boyfriend’s name, well, that’s flaunting it.
Right?
Just checking.
I remember reading in “The Gay Guy’s Guide to Life” something along the lines of, “Coming out, for the time being, and whether we like it or not, is a political statement.” I thought it rather wise.
Esprix
No, ewww! You’re not supposed to know the name of your boss’s spouse or boyfriend/girlfriend. That leads to you have nightmares about coming into work and them having sex on the copy machine while asking you to make coffee. No employee should be subjected to that shit.
But my boss’ husband is HOT! 
Esprix
Ya know what? The world isn’t fair. Deal with it.
Perhaps, Lizard, you could explain what, exactly, is wrong with acknowledging unfairness and attempting to correct it.
Would your attitude be so blase if you were being casually discrim inated against?
Psssst … Minty … I don’t think he likes you.
Sua
Jeez, and I thought he had a crush on me.
I saw that too and I thought, damn, what did minty ever do to him?
Hey that reminds me, minty what happened to coming to the DFW Doper holiday party last weekend? Did you get tied up or did we drop the ball on sending you notices? We missed you there, your soulless inhuman presence would have been welcome.(someone else brought a cheesecake though ;))
Enjoy,
Steven
Hastur and I have been at odds on issues he apparently takes personally a couple of times. In addition to the linked thread with the “breeders” controversy, ISTR making being a peripheral player in a long-ago Pit blowup to the effect that “magick” is bullshit. I think he’s still sore at Czarcasm for that one, so maybe I got on his shit list there too. Whatever the reason, I obviously rub him the wrong way. I’m not losing any sleep over it, though.
As for Festivus, I got stuck doing objections and responses to discovery requests most of Saturday and couldn’t drag my butt over to Ft. Worth by the time it was done. I’d hoped to use it as an excuse to go visit the new museum too. 
One of these days I’ll make it again, I swear!
I’ll keep an eye out and drop you a note next time something is being planned more than about a week in advance(we do tend to do a fair bit of stuff at the last minute though. I can shoot you notices on those if I see them if you’d like). Sorry to hear you were tied up Saturday, the feats of strength were particularly impressive this year. We finally dragged ourselves out of there around 2 AM and that was only because we had exhausted the party game we played(we played every card in the box for that particular category). The Baboons have a really cool place and are excellent hosts. My wife has been itching to have people over again(mostly because she likes the excuse to shop for party games and cook far FAR too many desserts) so we may host sometime soon if we can find a suitably trivial excuse.
Enjoy,
Steven
Sounds good. I’m on Zyada’s DFW mailing list, but if anything last-minute comes up, shoot me a message.
Lizard: Ya know what? The world isn’t fair. Deal with it.
(quote saved and noted for use the next time Lizard ever complains about anything…what goes around comes around, keed.)
Ya know what? The status quo won’t change with apathy. Deal with it.
Well, since the “problem,” ridiculous as it is, that started this thread is yours, how about you deal with it? Or maybe your tender feelings just aren’t up for being called “flamboyant”? Forgive me if I don’t join the March On Washington over this one. Are you going to write letters to the editor until this “injustice” is resolved?
Kimtsu, by all means, be my guest. grendel72, this just in: being called “flamboyant” does not equal “discrimination,” and freedom is a two-way street. People can talk about anything, contemptuously if they want to. Don’t like it? Well, there’s always the REST of the world you could live in.
That’s because we want to do Brian, that main guy.
Luckily, it’s free-to-air in Australia.
The problem is not ridiculous, nor is it just mine.
I have to deal with it every day.
So does every gay man, lesbian, and transgendered person.
Saying anything about our lives publicly brings scorn more often than not, where if we were heterosexual it would be culturally acceptable.
I do more than write letters to the editor. And an aspect of dealing with it is confronting the issues as they arise.
Thank you for telling me what is and is not a problem and trying to make it look as if it was nothing. Without you I’d have no idea to the validity of my perceptions.
:rolleyes:
The problem is that my office mate can chat on endlessly about her current boyfriend without anyone making an issue of it, but if I so much as mention my girlfriend…
I used to have a cape. It wasn’t flannel. But it was black, with a red lining. (Worsted wool, lined with raw silk) So, was I . . . Flamboyant? Did that mean I was gay? Is the sumbitch who stole it gay?
I hate him anyway. I really liked that cape. It went so well with my tux. (With the cane, hat and gloves, it was just . . . fine.) Am I endangering the fabric of our society? Or, rather was I, back before that . . . sumbitch stole it?
And here I thought I was just nattily attired.
Not that I wear a tux anymore either.
Tris
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