leftovers

As my blog readers (aka my mom) already know, my partner and I recently returned from our first trip to New England, where we stayed with friends and Boston and had a romantic getaway in New Haven, Connecticut. I intend to blog about the trip itself, but I wanted to do something fun this time and first write a blog about the amazing meals we had on the trip. Right when we got off the plane, my very good friend Courtney (Paulsen) Martin and her husband, Ty, were there to pick us up and we were whisked away to Waltham, MA, to pick up my friend Bethany who I hadn't seen in even more years than Courtney. We went to Solea, a restaurant and tapas bar on this cute little street lined with snow that looked like something out of a movie. The service and food were incredible, and this coming from the guy who normally HATES tapas bars with a passion. But the sangria was yummy and all the tapas were so delicious... we had shrimp, calamari, pork, stuffed peppers, salmon, stuffed dates... I

I'm back from Boston!!! It was so much fun and I plan to blog all about it, and even do a separate blog reviewing all the wonderful meals we had on the trip, but first there is something else I wanted to get off my chest, which was a realization I had while on the trip. In Massachusetts and Connecticut, gay marriage is legal, and that was the impetus for this whole getaway. In my anger after Prop 8 passing here in California, which I had spent so much of my time and energy trying to defeat, I wanted to support the two states in this entire country that treat people like my partner and I equally. I wanted to see what this fairytale land was like where my committed relationship with my partner would actually be recognized by the government just like any other couple's. Also, I wanted to see my really good friend Courtney who had gotten married herself since the last time I saw her. Anyway while on the trip I finally just realized that I am done fighting and being angry. I fou

I am literally feeling sick to my stomach, and head, after the CA Supreme Court hearings on Prop 8 today. The outlook does not seem good from what I heard/saw/read... it worries me and I hate being worried. Especially considering how long this has been drawn out. I did not move to California almost a decade ago to be faced with ignorance, religious persecution and intolerance but that's exactly what I've been up against for the past year or so now. Obviously those small-minded assholes have been here the whole time but never were their opinions and their religious preferences thrust on me in such a personal and demeaning way as they have been with Proposition 8. I hate that I have to blog about this shit all the time but this is what I live with. I live with people that I don't know making decisions about my future based on their backwards religious "beliefs" and their ignorance. Dealing with assholes in Kansas was one thing because I was young, placated by

The time has almost come for Dylan and I to fly to Boston! It seems like this mini-vacation really crept up on me. We came up with the idea back in November when Prop 8 unfortunately passed here in California, and we wanted to take our tourist dollars to the two states that actually allow same-gender marriage - Massachusetts and Connecticut. Back then, March seemed so far off, but here we are already! I had put off making many of the arrangement, including booking the flights, because I wasn't completely sure we were going. But one day while cruising Facebook I saw an ad for cheap flights on Virgin America and I just had to do it. Dylan had just flown Virgin up to Seattle and couldn't say enough great things about the flight, so I wanted to try it for myself. We chose the dates to sort of coincide with my friend Courtney's spring break. She works at Boston University. I haven't seen Courtney for many, many years, but in March of 2000, she, my brother and I, went