When it came time for the couple’s traditional first dance, Joe read prepared remarks explaining that instead of dancing together, they wanted to open the dance floor to their gay and lesbian friends who are still legally denied the right to marry.
This was a large and very diverse wedding in a state that doesn’t even recognize same-sex civil unions, let alone marriage. And yet the ovation that these people received while dancing to The Beach Boys’ “Wouldn’t It Be Nice” was like nothing I’ve ever heard at any wedding. If there were dry eyes, I didn’t see any.
Change is coming.
A number of friends are either inbetween jobs or about to start new ones. I’m getting the sense at my work that another round of layoffs is in the works (oops, just happened!) and I’m seriously thinking of trying out for a new spot over in Healthcare.
Just got back last night from Ohio with Da Jacksta for Thanksgiving with my Dad and brother and his two sons (who’ve turned out quite nicely.) My dad is clearly in his declining years and my thoughts (inevitably) turn to Eventualities, but for…
Sitting inside on a rainy day has its ups and downs. I sometimes wonder if I spend too much time at the ‘puter, esp. as it’s what I do all day at work.
As an odd example of how my mind works (wonder if I have ADD or something): Came upon a great link from Andrew Sullivan’s Daily Dish ( http://andrewsullivan.thedailybeast.com/ ) to a National Geographic piece on the oldest temple structure in the world ( http://ngm.nationalgeographic.com/2011/06/gobekli-tepe/mann-text/1 ). The author…
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