The New Prejudice

Yesterday was an interesting news day. There was a proposal in Massachusetts to add height and weight to the list of things a person cannot be discriminated against in housing, employment, etc…

If this goes through, we’d be only the second state in the country to include those items along with the more traditional race, gender, religion, or disability (Massachusetts also has sexual orientation protections, which most states don’t).

My initial reaction to this was that the Daily Show will have a field day with this news and that this was just political correctness gone amok. But the article further interviewed two people. One was a woman of short stature (4′-8″) who said that she would routinely get picked up at work because it was ‘so cute” how small she was. That would annoy the piss out of me if I was her so I could understand where she was coming from. That’s definitely inappropriate behavior.

The other woman was a woman of wide stature who said that she’d been denied jobs/promotions as a result of her weight. Ok, the skeptic in me came out and wondered how she could know for sure that weight was the reason for not getting the job unless the employer said “you’re not getting hired because you’re fat” (which I doubt happened). That said, she then went on to discuss how she’ tried dieting all her life and had always been large. In fact, the unhealthy on-again/off-again dieting caused her to gain more weight in the long run. Then I thought that, like being gay, perhaps it isn’t something you can necessarily “change” (barring risky gastric bypass surgery, I suppose).

So then I realized that perhaps it makes sense to add those things. Though, to be honest, I find it silly that we need laws in the first place that say that you can’t discriminate based on physical/mental traits. I mean, shouldn’t laws just read “you can not discriminate?” Period. Any example of discrimination should be wrong, no? Otherwise, these anti-discrimination laws are going to have endless lists of things ANYTHING/ANYBODY could be discriminated for: red hair, albinos, freckles, eye color, shoe size, breast size, dwarves, bald people, penis size, body hair, corrective lenses….the list could go on and on.

Oh, in unrelated news (and don’t discriminate against me because of my techno-stupidity) but I’m having another iPod problem. For some reason, certain artists are appearing multiple times on my iPod (but not on my iTunes screen). It appears to be artists who have multiple albums. Instead of showing the artist once (and then clicking on the artist to see list of albums), it lists the artists multiple times. And with artists with whom I have 6 or 7 albums, the artist appears 6 or 7 times on my iPod. Oddly enough, each artist entry is identical (each one shows all albums) so there is no point in it appearing 6 or 7 times.

It’s bad enough that I have to scroll for 12 years to get to the artists beginning with the letter “T”…but all of these repetetive entries are just making it tale that much longer to get there. How do I stop this?

Don’t judge me.

 

 

 

It’s Official: Americans Simply Cannot Be Trusted!

First we had that fiasco known as the presidential election of 2000. Granted, with just over 105 million people voting Al Gore received slightly more votes than G. W. Bush (48.4% to 47.9%), but George Bush won the electoral college and stole the election. Still…that means nearly 50% of the people voted for G.W. Bush.

Americans simply can’t handle the responsibility of voting.

Fast forward four years and we have another presidential election. Despite unfathomably low approval ratings, G.W. Bush wins again. I can understand the previous election: those 49.9% of the people didn’t know any better. This time they did…and he legitimately got over 50% of the vote.

I repeat: Americans simply can’t handle the responsibility of voting.

And now comes the worst. Last night on American Idol, the American public voted out my Mindy-Doo. There were 60 million votes placed for American Idol* and the majority did NOT vote for her?

I can’t stress enough: Americans simply can’t handle the responsibility of voting.

To be honest, I liked all three finalists. But I do think it should have been Mindy-Doo and Blake in the final two.

Don’t get me wrong, I think Jordin is very talented and very attractive. But Blake is very talented and very attractive, too. The extra thing that Blake has that Jordin doesn’t have (yet) is a presence. He’s got a personality that shows through beyond his talent and appearance. He’s got that little something extra.

But none of this addresses Melinda Doolittle being voted off. I think she may have had the best voice of any contestant on that show (in any season). It was powerful, it was solid, it was pleasing to the ear. I don’t doubt that she’ll pull a Clay Aiken and sell more records than whoever actually comes in first place. She deserves it.

But, come on America…vote responsibly!

 

*can you believe only 105 million voted for an actual president yet 60 million voted for a TV show?

Making Music is Hard Work

Nah, I’m not talking about being a performer. I’m talking about managing ones own iPod. Life was so much simpler with my old Mini. The screen was broken so all I could do was “shuffle.” That eliminated a lot of unecessary stress. The Mini also had on 4GB of memory so I could only carry roughly 1,000 songs. Consequently, I only burned my favorite songs off of my CD’s. That way, it only played songs I loved and wanted to hear.

When I upgraded to the 30GB iPod, I had 7.5 times as much space to put music. I then went back into my CD collection and imported every song from every CD I owned (instead of just my favorites). This filled up nearly 60% of the iPod’s memory. Great.

But now I’m running into problems:

1 – the damn thing keeps playing songs I don’t like

2 – it takes forever to scroll from ’til Tuesday (which shows up as the first artist in alphabetical order because of the apostrophe) to the letter “T” where the chunk of my favorite artists can be found (Texas, The The, Tiny Lights, This Mortal Coil, Tori Amos, Transvision Vamp, Tammy Wynette, Tribe, etc…).

So, I keep going back and sifting through the 5,000+ songs to remove the ones I don’t particularly care to hear. It’s like an on-going night job. Remove this, add this, re-classify this. You know what? I don’t think we should have to buy iPods….I think Apple should PAY us because of all the work involved in using them.

Real Men Don’t Eat Quiche

I had a great weekend! On Friday night, Randy returned from his business trip so we ordered pizza and caught up on our recorded shows (Ugly Betty, Grey’s Anatomy, etc…).

On Saturday we drove to the Cape for Mother’s Day and my birthday (celebrating it a bit early since I’ll be on a plane the actual day). We arrived mid-day and after some conversation and gardening (poor Randy, my parents always put him to work) we went out for a late lunch/early dinner. Feeling energetic, Randy and I then went for a bike ride nearby in Cotuit.

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It was beautiful – but a bit chilly at only 50-something degrees. However, we did manage to find these two businesses next door to each other (I wish he got both signs in one photo since they were near each other…and the sexual innuendo was just too damn obvious).

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That night, we played cards and had my ice cream birthday cake. MMMM

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Sunday was a bit warmer so after breakfast in Osterville, we drove to Dennis to explore the Cape Cod Rail Trail – a bike path that was formerly a railroad right-of-way. It was quite woodsy and scenic (going through lots of forested areas)…and every so often there would be a pretty pond, cranberry bog, or marsh to enjoy. And with all of those bodies of water, there were lots of bugs. I swear, this ride made me learn to keep my mouth shut when cycling. Only one managed to find it’s way into my mouth (right to the back of the throat….so I swallowed it). And every few minutes I literally had to brush dead bugs off my bare arms. Fortunately, I’m hairy so they never got in contact with my skin – they just got tangled in my web of hair.

I never really thought about the effects of bugs while biking, but if they smash against windshields when you drive, I suppose they’re also prone to smash againt your body as you bike. And I single-handedly killed enough mosquitos during this ride so that Cape Cod does not need to worry about Triple-E this year.

Oh, and Randy is forcing me to add this next bit of text. We rode 16 miles on this ride; starting in Dennis, going completely through Harwich, and ending in Brewster (the trails continues further, but we were running out of time and needed to head back to Boston). At the 8 mile mark we took a break and sat on a rock/bench. The day before while cycling I’d managed to pop my bike’s chain and scrape my foot on the peddle. On this day, I managed to cut my leg somewhere else (I’m still not sure how) so there was a minor scrape with blood near my ankle. Now, when I say minor – I really mean it. The scrape was less than 1/2 an inch.

But while sitting down I started rambling about how I never would have ever imagined myself biking or exercising. Then, while looking at my wounds, I said “I feel so butch now that I’m biking and stuff. And look, I’m even getting sport-related boo boo’s.”

Note to my gay brethren: never use butch and boo-boo in the same conversation unless you want to be laughed at. Heartily.

I Should Have Bought the Zune

I make the worst buying decisions. I bought my iPod Mini a month before Apple announced the Nano – essentially making my purchase obsolete. I bought plane tickets the day after they jumped $150 in price (more on that later).

And last month – after weeks of comparisions, I opted to go with the 30GB iPod more or less because “that’s what everybody else is buying.” I’m regretting that decision. Not only have I STILL not been able to figure out how to import video (from my own DVD’s) onto the damn thing, but this morning on my way to work the freakin’ thing froze.

I can’t do a thing with it. The battery power is steadily decreasing and it’s stuck on the screen that shows the last song that it played. But none of the buttons will work and there is no reset button. I tried plugging it into the computer. Nothing. I tried the “hold” button. Nothing. I tried holding the stop button or Menu button for 20 seconds. Nothing. I removed the headphones. Nothing.

It’s funny, I was telling Randy of my plans to bring both my old Mini and the new iPod to Europe just in case. I said I didn’t want to get stuck on the 8 hour flight home (alone, since Randy comes back to Boston almost a week before me) without access to tunes. He laughed and said I was being silly.

I’m just glad this happened now – BEFORE arriving in Europe – since I can hopefully bring it to the iPod store and get it replaced. If this happened in Europe – I’d have been screwed.

And speaking of Europe, I got an email from American Airlines yesterday that there is a promotion going on right now for 15% off flights to Europe. Randy got the same email and emailed me and wondering whether our tickets would be eligible even though we bought them a month ago. Well, I went online and entered our flight numbers (as if I was buying new tickets) and the price is actually more than DOUBLE what we paid a month ago. So, even with a 15% discount the price is over 85% more than what we paid. Phew! At least we dodged one bullet.

This Isn’t Supposed to Happen Yet

When did summer come? April was practically (if not THE) coldest April on record and now it’s not even mid-May and we’re in the upper 80’s with humidity? This is sick and wrong. I’m so distressed. Yeah, yeah, yeah, everything is blooming and pretty (like I mentioned yesterday), but couldn’t it just be in the upper 50’s and low 60’s? One of the reasons I remain up north is so that I don’t have to deal with the longer periods of heat and humidity that our southern neighbors have to contend with.

But despite my misery, I did get together with my friend, Jen, last night for dinner.  And I suppose the only silver-lining to this warmer weather was that we were able to get gelato at the Gelateria on Hanover Street and walk along the waterfront without freezing our asses off (as happened in February).

I also realized that two is two weeks before Randy and I fly to London..and two weeks before my birthday! In honor of that, here are some photos of previous birthdays!

1971 – Technically not on the actual day of birth…but close enough. Such a lovely slip-cover!

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1972 – My Mom had plants back then?

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1974 – I’m on the left

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1978 – mmmm – muscular men in tights

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1979 – Brown paneling, brown wallpaper, brown cake.

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1980 – too many stripes

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1981 – Liberace in training

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1982 – Boston creme pie and a velour shirt…and a white Urkel?

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1983 – Were they trying to make me gay?

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1984 – Apparently my gift was a helmet. Oh, wait a minute….

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1987 – Mmmm – juice box

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1989 – My birthday coincided with scholarship/awards night at my high school. Ugh – dressing up.

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1996 – apparently I didn’t celebrate my birthday between 1990 and 1995

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1997 – celebrated in Beaumont, Texas

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1998 – With Mumsy and Dadsy

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2000 – just back from vacation in the White Mountains

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2001 – Cutting open the penis cake

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2002 – I think I look almost athletic in this one.

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2003 -Sadly, this was the worst birthday ever. I had to admit my ex into a mental hospital two days before my birthday. This was a belated celebration the day he got released – an instant Jello pudding pie thrown together at the last minute.

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It’s Getting Pretty

After what felt like the coldest April on record (perhaps it was), May feels like it’s skipping spring altogether and going for summer. 80 yesterday, mid 80’s today…humidity arriving by Friday. ugh.

I’ve already begun wearing shorts and t-shirts to work which, although comfortable, is something I’d rather not do until June. I prefer my uncontrollable pig-sweating to start as late in the season as possible.

But despite the warm weather, I am able to appreciate the fact that everything is finally in bloom. Trees are looking plush, gardens are practically glowing in their their yellows and purples, and my Flonase is keeping my new-found allergies (as of last year) completley under control.

And to make it better, last night I got together with Randy, Scott and Deano for dinner and conversation. After a nice meal on Hanover Street we headed back to my place and chatted a spell. All in all a great time – and especially fun now that Randy has already left for a business trip to Austin, TX. He returns Friday night…the day before we head to the Cape for Mother’s Day.

We may even take the bikes and ride along the Cape Cod Rail Trail (which runs from Dennis to Wellfleet). Either that, or we’ll bike along some shore roads in Falmouth or Osterville.

I can’t believe it: Me…exercizing. What has Randy done to me?

Wlel, one thing he’s done is send me the following link to some cool art. Of course, at over 8 feet high and over 10 feet long, not a single piece of his art would fit in any room of my home. But the descriptions of the art pieces are fascinating.

http://www.chrisjordan.com/current_set2.php?id=?view=XXX_09NNN/

Repeats are Coming

In the next few weeks all of my favorite shows will have their season (or series) finale and I’ll be stuck with a summer of repeats. Well, except for Big Brother – I hope that one’s coming back.

But these repeats could seriously alter my social schedule with Randy. Since last September we’ve gotten together nearly every Thursday night and Monday night. On Monday, we’d watch Tivo’d Brothers and Sisters and Desparate Housewives. On Thursday, we’d watch Tivo’d How I Met Your Mother, New Adventurs of Old Christine, Scrubs, Ugly Betty, and My Name is Earl. Now that his Tivo will practically be on vacation for the summer (like school teachers), I fear we won’t know what to do with ourselves.

Well, speaking of repeats, I may have done the following meme years ago..but I’m doing it again a) out of laziness and b) because it could be interesting if my responses are different than the last time. Here you have “My Fives”:

FIVE jobs I’ve had in my life:

  1. Paper boy
  2. Dishwasher/busboy
  3. Dog walker (seriously)
  4. Picture framer
  5. Administrative Director

FIVE movies I would watch over and over:

  1. Best in Show (or any Christopher guest movies except Home for Purim)
  2. Steel Magnolias (I’m so gay)
  3. Pee-Wee’s Big Adventure
  4. Sordid Lives
  5. Annie Hall

FIVE places I have lived:

  1. Osterville (Cape Cod), MA (one address)
  2. Boston, MA (eleven addresses in Fenway, Back Bay, South End, West End, North End, downtown)
  3. Brookline, MA (3 addresses in Brookline Hills, Brookline Village and Coolidge Corner)
  4. San Francisco, CA (one address)
  5. Salem, MA (two addresses, both downtown)

Five TV shows I love to watch (damn, I need more than 5 – hell, I practically have 5 per network):

  1. My Name is Earl
  2. Ugly Betty
  3. Scrubs
  4. New Adventures of Old Christine
  5. How I Met Your Mother

Five places I have been on vacation:

  1. USA (ME, VT, RI, CT, NH, MA, NY, NJ, FL, CO, NM, AZ, UT, TX, DC, MN, IL, IN, OH, PA, VA, GA, SC, NC, CA, MD, DE, WI, VA)
  2. Mexico (Puerto Vallarta, Nuevo Vallarta, Bucerias)
  3. Europe (United Kingdom, France, Belgium, Netherlands…and soon Czech Republic)
  4. Japan (Tokyo, Kyoto, Osaka)
  5. Canada (New Brunswick, Quebec, Ontario)

FIVE websites I visit almost daily:

  1. my blog
  2. Boston Globe
  3. Yahoo
  4. Architectural Boston
  5. Harvard Law School

FIVE of my favorite foods:

  1. broccoli or cauliflower (just steamed…no seasonings)
  2. dark chocolate (as M&M’s, truffles, candy bars…any format will do)
  3. chicken (grilled, baked, stuffed)
  4. yogurt (vanilla)
  5. cookies (preferably chocolate chip or sugar…or those peanut butter ones with a Hershey’s Kiss on top, or…)

FIVE places I would rather be right now:

  1. Europe (my vacation is in two weeks…but I want to go NOW)
  2. Mexico (that trip was truly relaxing and beautiful, despite always doubting I’d enjoy a tropical vacation I’d go back in a heart beat)
  3. On the sofa with Randy snuggling and watching TV (or DVD)
  4. In the Massachusetts Lottery Commission office collecting my check for winning the biggest lottery in state history
  5. “on top of the world, looking, down on creation”

 

Did you Miss Me? ‘Cuz I Missed You!

I did, really!

I was running a conference this past weekend and the last week of preparations took its toll. It’s been nearly 18 months in the making (between reserving space on campus, negotiating rates/contracts for blocks of rooms at neighboring hotels, catering, audio-visual, and countless other administrative duties) so last week everything became urgent. Inevitably, there were glitches in the registration software so certain things got pushed to the day before the event.

Also inevitably, there were a few glitches DURING the conference; the worst being that more than 20 people failed to register until they arrived on Saturday morning – resulting in us running out of lunches. Fortunately, we had a kick-ass catering manager who was able to scrounge up an additional 22 lunches within 20 minutes.

Another glitch occured the following day when the audio-visual guy arrived over an hour and a half late (causing the conference staff to run from room to room trying to figure out how to operate the computerized data projectors). We figured it all out with 15 minutes to spare (and THEN the tech guy arrived).

Yet all in all, the conference appeared to be a success. And my life can return to normal.

Randy did try to throw in some normalcy throughout the weekend, though. On Friday night, we went for a bike ride (with Chris). On Saturday night he tried dragging me to a party in Arlington. I lasted literally 60 minutes before I left him there and went home to sleep. The life of the party, I was not (nor have I ever been).

But life truly is getting back to normal and I’m glad. I missed blogging. I’m serious!

It’s therapeutic…and there’s no $15 co-pay!

Sing, Sing a Song

Now that I have a super-duper iPod with 7.5 times the memory, I have been burning ALL of my old CD’s onto my computer (and into my iPod). In the past, I only downloaded my favorite songs since I didn’t have enough space. Now I’ve burned EVERY song on EVERY CD I have and I still have enough space to add videos (my iPod is currently only half full).

Last night I was at Randy’s place and downloaded even more songs from his CD collection. It amazes me that just a few years ago all I carried around with me was a Sony Discman…which could hold ONE CD (between 10-18 songs). I would often carry additional CD’s with me so I could have some variety during my commute.

Now with an even smaller device I can carry my entire music collection (thousands and thousands of songs) plus movies.

I think I’m easily amazed. What I would love to be able to do, though, is go back in time to the 1980’s when Sony Walkman’s (for tapes) were growing in popularity and show a person then (who I’m sure would be wearing short shorts with white piping along the edges and white socks pulled up to his knees…and sporting the most fabulous feathered hair, of course) what his portable music options would be just over two decades later.