Victoly?

So as many of you may have heard by now, the gay marriage bill was passed in New York making it (if memory serves) the sixth state to allow it. On the one hand, this does feel like a triumph for civil liberties, but at the same time, I feel like it's tragic that it needs to be considered a victory. It never should have been an issue in the first place. And don't think it's escaped my notice, GOP, that you're always wah-wah-wahing about government interference in people's private lives but you conveniently do a 180 whenever your sense of moral superiority is pricked.

On an unrelated note- where have all my readers gone? I was surprised how many people were around for most of this year, but the last couple months have been really dry. Is it me? I took a look back through the archives and if I do say so myself, I'm freakin' hilarious. Then again, sometimes it's hard to tell. Just the other day I was talking with a friend and I slipped one of my VOTE FOR ME paratheticals in there and his response was "Oh, that reminds me. I read your blog. It's pretty cool." Uh, bwuh? He might be one of the few who knows of it, but I never gave him the adress. I think. I mean, I make a point of *not* mixing different aspects of my life if I can avoid it. One reader wanted me to join her writing group once upon a time. I'd have liked to, but too many overlapping issues there, especially once the agency started to represent her. I don't know how to feel about any of that. Should I want people I know to read my blog? Should I want readers to know me personally? Should I get pissed and do a naked jig whilst singing bawdy tavern songs? And are there things man was never meant to know? Or ask, for that matter? Good luck getting the naked jig image out of your head.