Friday, June 30, 2006
Lezzing association style
This is a random free association writing assignment I did years ago. I found it on my hard drive and it made me laugh. Hope it makes something. Happy Independence Day!

I am not one of those lesbians.

I am not one of those lesbians either.

I am not changing my name to Thunder Raincloud. I do not play softball. I do not play golf. I do not play tennis. I do not play pool, I am not your fresh-faced gym coach or your spiky-haired poet or your naturopathic earth mother. I have never owned Birkenstocks. I am not one of those lesbians.

I am not the most fashionable girl in the room, I am not among the entertainment industry’s elite, I will very likely never appear in the birthday party pictures in the Lesbian News, I am not a Dinah Shore regular. I will not go to a bar where the bouncer sneers at men. I am not one of those lesbians.

I am probably not going to rent a U-Haul on any date, I am almost certainly never going to read Andrea Dworkin again, I am quite sure I will never attend the Michigan Womyn’s Music Festival, in fact, I am not, nor will I ever, spell women with a Y or an I. I am not vacationing in Northhampton and I am not spending my hard-earned money on Indigo Girls tapes. I am not one of those lesbians.

I am not opposed to all pornography. I have no desire whatsoever to process any issues. I have never been available to grab a cup of chai tea either before or after Starbucks found out about it. I am not excluding wheat from my diet. I am not one of those lesbians.

I am not going to stop working in the HIV industry because you think I should be focusing my energy in women’s space, I am not going to stop having primarily male friends because you call me a male coddling fembot. I am not going to throw away one false eyelash because you think I have been coerced into collaborating in my own oppression, I am not about to wear tye-dye ever again, I did it in college and only because the sixties were back. I am not going to cut my hair short in order to find a girlfriend not matter how much it might help.

I am not one of those lesbians.

Enjoy your weekend!!!
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Wednesday, June 28, 2006
a little love letter
Michael - seen here on his new VTX 1300 with tons of little customization including the new lights and a curved license plate frame!!!

This is my husband - the one who stuck by me during a very long nervous breakdown (they don't call it that anymore, I know, but it sounds so much more fun than major depressive disorder).

My husband who writes me haiku about groceries. Who knows everything about Quickbooks and won't stop what he's doing until it is DONE....I mean it!

Michael, who, when I rolled a Ford Explorer in the middle of the Denali - came to Alaska to get me home. Who takes me flying down Angeles Crest Highway at amazing speeds so I feel free of my body and my myriad issues.

If you've met Michael and he seemed intimidating, it's ok, everybody thinks that, but he's not, he's a teddy bear with a squishy center who has a lot on his mind and doesn't have a lot to say about a lot of things but get him started on motorcycles and, seriously, watch out, you'll need to set aside some time.

Michael lost the love of his life, Jeff, 7 years ago this week.

I love you.

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Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Testing...testing 1 2 3
Good morning!!! Today, June 27th, is National HIV Testing day. 1 million people in the US have HIV and more than 10% of those people don't know it.

If you've been putting it off, now is the time. If you're not able to go today, call a friend and make a time to go together. If you know your status and you have a friend that doesn't, call that person and make a time to go get tested.

There is something you can do about HIV. Medications are available and have far, far fewer side effects than they used to. Not to mention, just being monitored, whether you start meds or not, is good for your long term health. Notice I said long-term health.

I used to think that I would bury each and every one of my friends. Many years ago I wrote this about Michael, living with HIV since the mid 80s - and it seems so quaint now, in 2006...

Faithful was the constant anticipation of the end. Intermittently we discussed arrangements though there were no indications that he was worsening. The only intimation was the physician-supplied knowledge that he should have been dead, therefore, every day seemed like a sweet, mocking gift.

I regularly and shamelessly talked about my future, both of us appreciating that I could not suspend it. He hesitantly planned for the very near future, a man tonight, visit parents in a month, work for a year, perhaps.

I voraciously seized the complex fibers of love and insight he offered, threading them together to eventually create a beautiful elaborate quilt that I could wrap around myself after he was gone. After a while, emboldened by the silence of what had been a fierce but faulty alarm, he planned for a year, two, five, and ten. I slowly unraveled the threads, and graceless remnants, using them for other projects, and enjoying the scarcity of daily encroachment.

Tomorrow, more on my, go get tested (or go get your bloodwork done if you haven't done that in a while).

xo people xo


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Monday, June 26, 2006
Leap of Faith
This weekend I received another response to my atheism post. I'm so intrigued by all of the responses I've received. Anyway, this one was from Tzedek (meaning righteous in Hebrew) and he asked:

"Isn't atheism a leap of faith? I could understand being agnostic. So my question is what makes believers different from non-believers if both require a leap of faith?"

It's a really interesting question and one I've never quite pondered before. I actually gave it quite a bit of thought throughout the weekend. Here's what I came up with...

All any of us have to go on is what was written and our experience of what we see in the world today. We all interpret the world around us based on our beliefs and our histories.

I interpret the world around me somewhat differently than someone who believes in Allah, in God, in Jesus, in the divine but ultimately, every person interprets the world differently, even two Christians of the same denomination or two Jews who attend the same shul have different relationships with God and sees God in their lives differently.

My experiences (study, personal feelings, prayer, childhood, view of nature) tells me there is no divine spirit. These experiences have led me to a place where I believe that no one is listening. But that is just my belief.

In a world where more than 90 percent (and really upwards of 95%) believe in God or a universal spirit, I think it does take something of a leap to be a non-believer though I never would have put it that way before. Thanks for the question Tzedek!


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Friday, June 23, 2006
What a week!
This week has been crazy! First, Michael went on his camping trip with the gay biker gangs (Hosted by the Warriors, attended by the Satyrs, Golden Gate Guards, LOBOC, Oedipus, and a bunch more that I can't remember the names of -- who knew there were so many gay biker gangs in California!). He came home sunburned and happy and ready for the next one in September. Last week I went to lunch with a couple of the Oedipus guys and I've got to say, they are such a great group. I am proud to be the seamstress of the Oedipus Motorcycle Club.

Anyway, Rod's birthday was on Tuesday night and Laurie's birthday was Thursday. For Laurie's birthday, we had wig night at Stitch n' Bitch. We had cake and wigs! There are some amazing photos - Here's one of Carla, Darcy and Natalie but Ellen's going to have the best ones on her site since she brought husband, Larry, who brought a screen and his professional equipment! Yay Larry!

I believe this is the first time I went to SnB and got not one stitch made the entire evening. I was having so much fun that I never had a moment to bring out the project do you say "year" in French? Anyway, this weekend's going to be hotter than hell in the high season so wish my air conditioning good karma.

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Friday, June 16, 2006
Principles of blogging
Blogging is such a weird thing. Bloggers are putting their lives out there for anyone to read. Of course most blogs aren't mean to be scholarly or necessarily educational. Some blogs are downright silly - which is totally great if that's what they're going for. Some are hideously boring (again, if that's what they want - more power to them). Some blogs out there I am awed and honored that I have had the opportunity to read.

This is such a different time in the world. In the not too distant past, to have our stories read by others we would have to get a book deal or become infamous. Today, I can write my story in a few paragraphs a day and anyone in the world can take a look at what I choose to pick out of my brain and lay out in the ether.

Here are some guidelines that, I think I have been following, but I am really going to try to live by, in terms of blogging. This is directly from Liz of I Speak of Dreams. They are her blogging principles which I have picked up for use because, frankly, I didn't feel they needed to be altered.

Is it true?

Is it good?

Will it be useful (to me or to my readers)?

If I can't verify the truth, I won't post it. If it isn't in service of the good, I won't write about it. If it isn't useful to me or to others, I won't post it.

Purpose: I maintain this blog to write about issues and events that interest me, horrify me, enrage me, amuse me, or enlighten me. This blog reflects my views and opinions. Feel free to disagree, be bored, or offended. I do hope you will find things with which to agree, be entertained, or pleased.


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Thursday, June 15, 2006
A few weeks ago, the Stitch n’ Bitch girls got to talking about privacy on the internet. With my dear Crazy Aunt Purl being stalked (not in a bad way, but geez…), I thought I would cover this topic.

The internet is a crazy thing. It is all out there for anyone to see and read. I am shocked at the locations of some of my readers (Shout out to Taipei, New Zealand, Estonia and Saudi Arabia!!). How do you people find me? I give out my blog address to friends here and there but I’m pretty sure I don’t know people in Estonia (not that I’m complaining!).

Anyway, back to topic – I share a lot of stuff on this blog. I talk about my lack of religious beliefs, apparently up for debate, my eating disorder, and rape – all very personal topics but I choose to put them out there.

First question I think has to be "Why?"

The answers include:

1) I’m an attention whore. Aren’t all bloggers? We write because we want to be read. Otherwise, we'd just keep it to our diaries.

2) In my most humble dreams, I wish that something I say will help someone else. I hope that someone will read what I have to say and think, "I’m not out here all alone" or even, "She put into words how I feel."

3) I have been keeping a lot of this stuff to myself for 20+ years and the easiest way for me to share is by writing. I have always felt that my feelings are much better conveyed by writing. As many of you know (Michael, Sara, Justin, etc.) I can sometimes have a very hard time finishing a sentence when I’m speaking. Also, I get distracted. Bright shiny things, other people’s conversations, I’m kicking back in short attention span theater over here. With writing, I can get distracted and come back to it, finish a thought and feel like I’m saying, pretty much, exactly what I mean.

4) I feel like if I’m telling one person, I am burdening that person with my "issues". If I tell a room full of people, I am asking everyone to focus on me. (yeah, I know, that’s all in my head, etc.) In this format, I can tell a story. You can choose to read it or not, comment or not. I don’t take it personally and I don’t need follow up. It’s out there.

More tomorrow on my new blogging mantra!
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Wednesday, June 14, 2006
Comments on a comment
It seems that my thread on being a Jewish atheist is one of my more popular. I recently got a comment on A Jewish atheist…How Queer that read:

You say, "usually I do good". How do you know this? If you get your notion of good and bad from the Torah, then you believe what it says about good and bad. If you belive what it says about good and bad, why don't you believe what it says about G-d? Vernon Singleton

First off, just because one person gets their notions of good and bad from Torah does not mean that I do. I learn, whether that is from torah or a child or by making a mistake or reading the Los Angeles Times. I believe that infringement on another person’s autonomy is wrong – when I am fighting for social justice, it is to ensure that each person in this world is able to live in freedom because I have autonomy (for the most part) and I know I like it. That concept seems to have been backed up by freedom fighters for millenia, long before Torah. I have infringed on others’ freedom and mine has been trampled. I don’t like the way this feels and so I try never to do it again.

Second, the argument is completely faulty. Mr. Singleton’s argument is, "because I believe one thing, I should believe another."

I don’t believe what torah has to say about loads of things. Does that mean that I can’t believe anything it says? No. It means I take a book, written by men quite a long time ago and take lessons from it. Just as I read countless other books, fiction and non-fiction, and glean from them ideas and opinions.

I don’t believe in God. I don’t believe in any divine presence. I live today, I plan for tomorrow, I remember yesterday. That is all that is necessary. In my mind, there is no immortality, there is only the gifts each person gives or takes from this world.


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Monday, June 12, 2006
Marriage Part Deux
I know that the amendment didn’t pass this time. I know it will be brought up again and will fail again in Congress. That does not mean that the issue is history.

45 states and Puerto Rico have prohibitions against same-sex marriage on the books.

This is going to continue to be an issue in the states (where the argument belongs) for a very long time, so, let’s look at the issues logically – get our facts together so that we actually have something to say on the issue besides, "because it’s like slavery…" which is not a cogent argument but a fragment and is not going to get anyone a forensics award.

1) If we’re going to talk about same-sex marriage, let’s talk about it. The President has not once said the word gay or lesbian or homosexual in relation to the discussion, he keeps talking about protecting marriage from activist judges. I’m pretty sure that activist judges are not asking for the right to marry. Let’s have this discussion out in the open, where it belongs.

2) The 18th amendment is the only amendment to the Constitution that reduces the rights of Americans and we have the 21st amendment repealing it.

3) This issue is not about marriage, it is about whether being gay is a choice or not.
If it was about marriage, we would be discussing the rates of divorce and adultery at the same time, but we aren’t.

If it was about marriage, we would make it harder than getting a Blockbuster card (which, I can attest, it is not. Getting a Blockbuster card requires much more identification, not to mention a credit check)

If it were about marriage we would be talking about strengthening the marriages of those people who are married, not preventing new people from getting married which might, in fact, strengthen marriage.

4) "Marriage between one man and one woman does a better job protecting children better than any other institution humankind has devised," said Senate Majority Leader Bill Frist, R-Tenn. "As such, marriage as an institution should be protected, not redefined." If we are to agree for a moment that having a mommy and a daddy is an optimal environment, then we must allow for environments that are not optimal. We allow one parent, which is suboptimal in their view. Is it, in the child’s best interest to be raised by a mommy and daddy who are meth addicts, or would we prefer one of them to leave, get into treatment, get custody and take the child away from an unhealthy environment. If we are to bar "less than optimal" environments, we must start looking at all of the other hideous conditions that children are subject to growing up and deal with some of these as well.

5) The right wing pundits insist that there is a slippery slope. There is no slippery slope. Being married to another consenting adult is the issue here. Being married to more than one person is a choice. Children and animals are not consenting adults.

6) The people have spoken! If 45 of 50 states have prohibitions against same sex marriage then the people must want to prohibit same sex marriage and who are the activist judges to overturn this? The argument here is that if that was the case, minorities who were useful in the status quo (i.e., slavery, voting rights and miscegenation), women would not have the right to vote and there would still be slaves in the Southern states. The vast majority of Americans do not believe in miscegenation, yet this was something that state voters passed throughout the 18th, 19th and 20th centuries. The Supreme Court in overturning the constitutionality of mixed marriage wrote in 1967:

Marriage is one of the 'basic civil rights of man,' fundamental to our very existence and survival.... To deny this fundamental freedom on so unsupportable a basis as the racial classifications embodied in these statutes, classifications so directly subversive of the principle of equality at the heart of the 14th Amendment, is surely to deprive all the State's citizens of liberty without due process of law.

Furthermore, in 2000, when Alabama finally overturned its state law against miscegenation, fully 40% of Alabamans voted to keep the ban. Should we return to racist laws because our society is still flooded with racists?

7) The President said on 06/05/06 that "Our policies should aim to strengthen families, not undermine them. And changing the definition of marriage would undermine the family structure." How, Mr. President? How does it undermine the family structure? Do two men sitting down to a home cooked meal together with their adopted child undermine the family structure? Does having excellent health insurance coverage for a woman’s partner and her children undermine family structure? Can you explain to me how recognizing two loving parents as bonded for life and entitled to the same rights as their next door neighbors undermines family structure?

"Traditional marriage is the cornerstone of a healthy society." said President Bush, and I agree. In fact, according to multiple studies (Waite & Gallagher, 2001; Murphy et al, 1997; Schoeni, 1995; Smith, 1995; MacLanahan & Sandefur, 1994 – I can go on and on) married people live longer, are healthier, earn more money, work harder and save more than their unmarried counterparts. While many of us have been sharing a bed with our same-sex partner for decades, why not honor this kind of stability?

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Friday, June 09, 2006
Best friends for life
This started out as a fairly brief post and ended up being three pages so I have split it into 2 issues, the second one to be posted on Monday, June 12.

After 6 years and 4 months of fairly unholy queer matrimony, I feel like I have an obligation to make a statement about this whole gay marriage thing. It's unfair that Michael and I, who love each other no more or less than any other couple we know, can get married and yet, half of the people we know cannot.

I want to make all of the logical arguments for same-sex marriage but I feel like first I have to share my story - and the reasons we got married.

I am married. Legally.

I came out as a lesbian in 1989. Michael came out as a gay man in 1982. We haven’t been to Exodus, I promise.

In 1999, Michael's lover of 10 years, Jeff, died of AIDS-related non-Hodgkin's lymphoma. We were living together at the time and I felt like taking care of Michael was my duty to him. I wanted to. Seven months later, Michael and I decided to officially become family. There is no other system in which to do this, so we got married.

When my husband and I went to the Clark County Marriage Bureau (open 8 a.m. to midnight, every day except holidays when it is open 24 hours a day) we were asked to fill out our names and any other names we had ever gone by. We were asked if we were currently married to anyone else. If we had looked under 18, they might have asked for proof of age (they didn't). We filled out our social security numbers, but no one checked. Then we handed over the cash (it was $35 then, it’s now $55).

After that, we walked across the street and Pat, the Clark County Commissioner (for another $35) asked us if we took each other as husband and wife and best friends for life. We said we did. We were married. That’s it. God was not there, but we were married. We chose this commitment and it was up to us, not the government or our families to keep it, to honor it in whatever way we see fit. No one has checked in on our marriage to see if we’ve consummated it (we haven’t). No one’s ever checked to see if the structure is holding up or if we can pay our bills or if we’re having a bad day. Yet, when I went off the edge, Michael took care of me. I make sure that there is almost always a cold Budweiser in the fridge. He kills all random bugs and takes out the trash.

When my sister got married, in the traditional big family style, I was her matron of honor. My husband helped my widowed grandmother down the aisle. Under my name in the program it said

"Faith – Matron of Honor - I’m still waiting for the shirt that says, My lesbian sister and her gay husband went on a cruise and all I got was this lousy t-shirt."

Does it sound like we’re undermining the value of her marriage? Did inviting Rod and Charlie, together for 22 years with a heterosexual son who just graduated at the top of his class and is going to an Ivy League school undermine the value of her marriage?

I promise you, it did not. It showed that when two people love and adore each other, even when they are not the same as everyone else, it provides a model for strength. It demonstrates that, if they can do it, with so many odds against them, that others can too.

It illustrates that each of us has our complications. Some of us have a former coke habit that we wish the country would forget about already. Others love someone that their parents and president don’t approve of.

P.S. The Frontiers article is finally online!!

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Wednesday, June 07, 2006
Mass Pride?
So much to write about today. But I am going to save all of my energy today for one topic. It’s the gay thing.

Extreme Craft tipped me off to a news item this morning about Macy’s in Boston who put up a Gay Pride display in one of their windows. The display consisted of a calendar of events and two male manniquins, one beskirted in a rainbow flag.

No drag, no leather, no sex – to be honest, the display was kinda boring – I would have expected better from window dressers at Macy’s but that’s really not the point. The point is, Mass Resistance, a Boston, Massachusetts christian right group excessively focused on anti-gay strategies, wrote letters and made a few calls to Macy’s. Lo and behold, the mannequins and the websites for Boston Pride and the AIDS Action Committee (?!) were taken down. The pride event calendar however, is still up. Super weird. They’re not taking that down but they took down the mannequins. I’m having a hard time with this compromise Macy's - what exactly went on in that meeting? "Well, we'll take down the fully dressed men and the websites that direct you to an AIDS service organization…but we'll leave up the date of Pride Idol, Latino Nite and the Block party. That should satisfy no one..."

To say something to Macy’s, though I’m not sure exactly what at this point, here are some numbers "straight" off the Mass Resistance website (thanks kids!)

Linda StahleyManager, Boston Macy's
New phone number: 617-357-3063
(she had to change her number because of all of the righters calling)

James Gray President, Macy's East Coast Operations
Executive Offices,
151 W. 34th St.New York, NY 10001

Macy's Presidential Complaints
PO Box 8215Mason, OH 45040

Customer Service Office:800-289-6229
Hours: Monday - Saturday 9:00 AM to 6:00 PM
Sunday 11:00 AM to 7:00 PM.

Tomorrow – the gay marriage amendment and some actually logical arguments…Shocking, I know.

Also, in very late news, I've been selected in Carnival of the Liberals 14!!!!! Check it out!
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Tuesday, June 06, 2006
18th minute
First off, I want to thank my secret pal for the gifties that I got in the mail last week. No photos yet but I didn't want to wait another day before describing the brilliant cashsoft in purple and green for making a new something for the nephiece and the fabulous Misti Alpaca in the beautiful heathered purple colorway for me. I love these. And the patterns for fruit!!! How did you know? Also, as you all know, me - huge fan of the marshmallow - she(?) sent s'mores!!! Which I proceeded to share with all of Stitch n' Bitch WeHo (here's me..."EAT THE MARSHMALLOWS!!!") so I wouldn't eat them all myself. Too bad I didn't have a lighter or else we'd have been cooking up there!!!

Second - yes, folks, I'm getting my 18th minute. Yesterday the pride issue of Frontiers Newsmagazine hit newsstands with my article, and a photo and bio in the contributors section. I interviewed Dr. Ronald Mitsuyasu, Director of the UCLA Center for AIDS Research and Education, Dr. Thomas Coates, Director of the UCLA Global HIV Health Program and Kathy Watt, Executive Director of Van Ness Recovery House. Yep - I'm famous. Whateva. It's not up on their website yet but should be in the next couple of days. Until then, it's free at Rage, A Different Light, Pleasure Chest and any other queer hangouts you can think of.

Anyway, in other news, I am now a regular contributor to AIDS Combat Zone. So if you're at all interested in seeing what I have to say on that issue, my HIV-related posts will be appearing there from now on.

That's all the news that's fit to print.
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Friday, June 02, 2006
25th Anniversary
25 years ago Monday the Morbidity and Mortality Weekly Report (a weekly bulletin of the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention) published the first incidences of what we now know to be AIDS.

When the paper was published I was 10 years old. I had just finished the 5th grade at Sierra Canyon elementary school in Chatsworth. A little more than 10 years later I was working at AIDS Project Los Angeles, meeting some of my best friends and attending some of their funerals.

15 years later we are in such a different place. It’s not that people aren’t dying. They are. It’s just no one I know. It’s no one we know. It is so very far away that we forget about it, we turn away from it. We are so tired of it.

It’s ok to be tired of AIDS. It’s exhausting.

I learned very early on in my social justice career that you can’t fight every fight. You have to choose one and trust that someone else is going to pick up the slack on the others. I have chosen HIV – or rather, HIV, somewhere along the way, chose me. If I can’t trust that others are doing their part, I find it desperately hard to focus on my own part.

Someone will fight for peace in the middle East. It is something I care about deeply.
Someone will be an environmentalist – that’s not to say that I don’t recycle, I just don’t attend rallies. Will I see Al Gore’s new movie? You bet I will! I’m not an ostrich, I’m just focused.
I’m not entirely sure that I should, but the optimist (tiny and weak though she may be) trusts that someone out there is focused on ending the genocide in Darfur. Please?

I used to hear, when I told people what I do, "that must be so hard." It’s not hard, in as much as any challenging job is hard. Just like any other job, it is boring and fun and frustrating and intellectually stimulating, if you are as lucky as I am. Making my life’s work to do tikkun olam (repair the world) is what I have always known I would do. I will always, even if I leave this job, do something to help repair the world.

Here’s to Jeff, Janis, Shane, Frank, David, Michael, Connie, Anthony, Wayne, Jerry, Ron, Joey, Carlos. People I was honored to know, adore and work with over the years. I raise a diet coke to your memories.

Here’s also to Bill, Charlie, Chris, David, Diane, Donna, Drew, Ernie, Francis, Gary, Glenn, Jane, Jeff, Jim, Joe, John, Justin, Kathie, Kristin, Larry, Laura, Margaret, Mark, Marty, Mary Ann, Matt, Michael, Michelle, Peter, Phil, Philip, Richard, Ricky, Ruben, Sal, Shannon, Shawn, Stephan, Steven, Terry, and many, many, many more that encouraged me, that laughed with me, that laughed at me (2 words - suntan pantyhose), that taught me so much, that fought alongside me.

I will retire in about 25 years. The epidemic will be 50 years old. A lot can happen in 25 years. Choose something.


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Thursday, June 01, 2006
I heart SnB
I was wondering when I would get a negative comment. I was kind of looking forward to it. Unfortunately, “Anonymous” - if that is your real name - didn’t quite get the point of my post and therefore doesn’t really merit my first negative comment award.

Too bad. Perhaps my first, “completely missed the point of my post” award.

Ooh - my negative commenter saw fit to bitch at Annika. No effing way. No more anonymous comments. You've ruined it for everyone (mom much?). I have no problem with negative comments AT ME. I'm the one who writes this blog and I appreciate dissenting viewpoints but no one gets to take cheap shots anonymously.

Anyway, on to other issues. Hmmm, the joy of Fresca? No. How about the joy of being an original, just to hammer home the point. Boring... Sex? Drugs? Rock n' Roll? No. Not on Thursday and never at dusk.

No, today I would like to wax on about the joys of Stitch n' Bitch.

In April of 2003, I showed up at the UnUrban Cafe on Pico and 33rd. I was extremely nervous.

I thought maybe no one would like me...
Maybe I'd be the only crocheter (it turns out I was!)
They'd all laugh at me.

Damn if I didn't keep coming back and found some of the dearest people in the world. In fact, when I'm being all conceited and shit, I can actually say that I kept Stitch n' Bitch L.A. going after our original girl (OG) Vicki Howell (now host of Knitty Gritty and a very fun chick) bailed on us and moved to a far off land (Austin, TX).

Everyone I have ever talked to has felt the same way. The first meeting each one of us was scared shitless and each of us that has stayed sat down, got comfortable and found that we pretty much were all on similar wavelengths and we all had an eensy little problem with yarn.

In the last three years I have met chicks like Ellen who totally wins for most yarn EVER!

People think I have a lot of yarn. And I do. But not like Ellen (love you!).

I met Allison and Shannita, my fellow moderators and now, both are yarn store owners!!! I also met Sara and Peigi and Sara and Laurie (who received a mention in the Wall Street Journal today!) and Sarah and Lori and Darcy and Carla and Uccellina and Patrick and Jeffrey and about a billion more! Because of Stitch n' Bitch I got this blog started, I've made a billion hats and taken a couple of classes.

Today I am having a crappyish day but tonight I am going to SnB West Hollywood and I'll laugh and work on projects and forget about my crappy day. Much better than heroin any day.


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