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November 10, 2009

Moving On

I've thought about it a lot the past couple years -- about how posting here is becoming more like something I feel I should do, versus something I really want to do. I've been blogging here since 2002. That makes this blog like almost 800 in blog years.

I don't know why I started; curiosity mostly I guess. I do know that I continued because it was an outlet -- a way to tell my stories. A way to share my life. And then it became mostly just an outlet for my anger at government, homophobes and misogynists. It's frustrating constantly pointing out an injustice and seeing that most people's reaction to it is to just yawn or roll their eyes.

Most of the time now, I feel like I'm just spitting in the wind.

So I think I'm going to close up shop for now. I was worried I would feel sick about it; that I'd fret about doing it. But truthfully, it's almost soothing; it feels as though something has been lifted and I'm a little bit lighter for it.

I don't know what it was that I wanted to accomplish here. I don't know that I did accomplish anything. But, it was an experience that I'd do over again, and maybe I will -- just in a different incarnation.

So for those of you who stuck it out: thank you.

And for those of you who are rolling your eyes: fuck you.

Take good care, love hard and live life.

-- CLD

October 20, 2009

GLBT History Month 2009






October 15, 2009

More Running Stuff

So as I've mentioned before, I'm going to run in a half marathon this coming January. I've never run that far before. I'm not to the point where I'm wigging out, but I am thinking a lot about how it will affect me if I can't run the whole way. I WILL FINISH -- that's not an option [in my mind], but I want to run the whole way and not walk.

Let me set some background: I have been a runner since high school. I love to run. My body however, is probably more suited to swimming. I have a long torso and heavily muscled legs, arms and shoulders. When I run, it's not pretty. Sometimes, it's not really comfortable. But, I love running.

So in the past, I'd just schlep on some running shoes [old, beat-up] and run 2 or so miles. Everyday. I've run 10ks and 5ks. The longest I've run is probably around 10 miles, and that's because I got lost. I ended up having to call my mom from a pay phone [I borrowed a quarter from a guy] at a gas station. We somehow figured out where I was and she drove out. She couldn't believe I'd run all the way the hell out there. For what?

Anyway, my point is I've never been one to really care about what shoes, hat or clothes I was wearing. As long as I could run in it, it suited me fine. Now that I'm signed up to do this half marathon, roadrunnersports.com is like crack to me. I'm on there constantly, checking out clothing, fuel belts [I now own two], hats, arm warmers, socks, SHOES, you name it.

Yesterday, I went into our workout room to tell The Princess I was on my way out for my run. She turned around, saw me and started giggling. "You ever coming back?"

I was standing there, in my adidas shorts, adidas Rx sunglasses, OR sun runner cap, ironman watch, Disney Champion technical running shirt, feetures socks, adidas supernova glide running shoes, sansa clip+ MP3 player and my fuel belt with 2 bottles -- looking like I was going out on an expedition. When in reality, I was just going to do a quick 5k [3.1 m]. What the hell?

The Princess cringes now when she hears the UPS truck.

Truth is, as goofy as all this stuff sounds, it enjoyable running and knowing I'm prepared. I can run out on the road or the trail and know I have water and my cell with me. The fuel belt allows that. I can run and know that my glasses won't fog or be too heavy on my ears or nose. I can sweat and know that my clothing and even my hat are made to wick sweat away and keep me cool. And I know that my shoes are the correct ones for the way I run [thanks, Tina]. A half marathon is 13 miles and I'll need good gear to get me through it. So, I may as well get used to it and learn how to use it all now so I'm not caught off guard when it's too late.

Another thing, because I have all of this stuff, I KNOW I'm going to use it. That means I KNOW I'll get my ass out there and run. I'll stay healthy and I'll sleep better. I'm happier when I exercise like that. Hanging out in the workout room just doesn't cut it for me.

Well, today is Thursday and Survivor is on tonight! I really can't stand that Russ guy -- the oil company dude. What a sexist asshole, and he's a really dirty player.

October 9, 2009

Breast Cancer and People

Contrary to what you might have gleaned from the many campaigns out there trying to drum up money for breast cancer awareness [as if none of us is aware of all the pink out there and what it signifies], breast cancer doesn't happen to boobies, ta-tas or hooters. It doesn't really even happen to breasts; it happens to PEOPLE. Yes, that true -- it's a little known fact, thanks to the many oddly-named campaigns out there, but breast cancer happens to people.

Yesterday, I got an email from a software company I've purchased from in the past: Here's a snippet from the very beginning [emphasis mine]:

October is National Breast Care Awareness month, so we here at CoffeeCup decided to do our part to help save the boobies!

For the next 10 days, we're donating 10% of the revenue from our Pink Page to Susan G. Komen's Race for the Cure. And for being awesome and helping support this worthy cause, we're also extending a 10% discount to you, our lovely users. That's 10% off for you and 10% toward breast cancer research. Just remember that this deal ONLY applies to purchases made through our Pink Page.

You do like boobies, right? We thought so. In that case, you should order here now.

The more I read it, the more angry I got. Aside from the infantilizing of breasts by calling them "boobies", it makes it sound as if boobies are just walking around all on their own and that saving the person on which the boobies reside isn't as important as saving the boobies themselves. Not to mention that last completely idiotic sentence, which makes it sound as if this company believes all of its customers are 14 year-old heterosexual boys.

Of course, I fired off an email in response. Here it is:

How about saving the women and men with breast cancer? They're not disembodied "boobies"; they're human beings with cancer in their breasts. Give them a little more respect, please.

I guess I wasn't the only one who was ticked off by their email. I got a response late last night. Here's their non-apology apology:

Our recent "Save the Boobies" campaign got quite a few responses from people who felt we weren't taking the subject of breast cancer seriously, so we wanted to take a moment to clear up our intent.

First, we never meant to offend anyone. Our aim in sending out an e-mail with a provocative subject line was to get people's attention and raise money for a worthy cause. It's a strategy used most notably by ta-tas (www.savethetatas.com), an organization that aims to raise awareness and support the fight against breast cancer. We ran the idea by the female members of our staff, as well as several of the most active female members in the CoffeeCup community, and the response was overwhelmingly positive. We also received positive feedback from many of our users, male and female. Nevertheless, we do apologize if we came off as offensive or insensitive to some of our users.

Second and most importantly, we do take the issue of breast cancer very seriously -- in fact, one of the members of our staff helped design the Susan G. Komen for the Cure Website. Our mothers, grandmothers, daughters, sisters, aunts, coworkers, friends, and all the other women we know deserve to have safe, healthy lives. That's why we want to get the word out.

To demonstrate our ongoing dedication to supporting breast cancer research, we're going to double the amount of money we donate. That means that 20% of the revenue from all purchases made through our Pink Page will go straight to Susan G. Komen for the Cure. We've also added a donation button for people who may not need software but would still like to help out.

Silly me and everyone else who was angered by their initial email!! Certain female members of their staff had given their A-OK for this! AND, a member of their staff helped design the Susan G. Komen for the Cure website. Well, THAT makes it all OK then!

It's not that it came across as offensive and insensitive to SOME of their users -- it's that it IS offensive and insensitive to ALL those individuals [women and men] out there who currently are fighting or have survived or have died from breast cancer. The whole "Save the Boobies" or "Save the ta-tas" deal effectively removes the human being suffering from the disease and makes it some silly little tag line for a company's attempt at increasing sales.

Are we going to soon have "Save the PEEN" campaigns to raise awareness and research money for prostate cancer?

For fuck sake, CoffeeCup, I also can't believe you just used the "but, but -- THEY'RE doing it too!!" excuse. www.savethetatas.com [no, I will not link them] didn't send me an email YOU did.

One thing CoffeeCup did in response to our emails that I do believe was worthy of praise: they provided a link to SGK for The Cure so someone can donate without having to make a purchase.

With all this pink for research and awareness going on, I'd like to reiterate what I've been saying constantly to my family and friends: this disease is PREVENTABLE. Prevention is possible, and we are the key. We can make sure we get yearly mammograms and do self-checks and have our doctors do yearly hands-on checks as well. Make it all part of your yearly check-up/physical.

I'd love to see health care reform that will enable all American women and men to get their yearly preventative mammograms at little to no cost -- and to make them easily and widely available to all, no matter where they live in the U.S.

I'm running again this year in the Central Florida Race for The Cure. If you're interested in donating, please go here: Susan G. Komen for the Cure Central Florida. Thank you!

October 5, 2009

Public Service Announcement

Today is my birthday!

That is all.

October 2, 2009

My Thoughts on Current Events as I Hack Up a Lung

A rather nasty sinus infection masquerading as an irritation caused by my running sunglasses, along with what was either the [seasonal] flu and/or strep throat has kept me down at home this week. So I've had time to ponder the goings on of life, the idiots of politics and the alarmingly stupid entertainment industrial complex [who like to consider themselves "artists"].

1. Congressman Alan Grayson: YAY! Grayson [D-FL] is probably the only person in DC who is actually speaking any truth about anything at this point. Although he is known as somewhat of an asshole locally here in Orlando at times, I can't help but love him for what he's saying about Republican obstructionists and health care. Repugs: if the shoe fits...

2. Senator Bill Nelson: BOO! Bill Nelson [Pseudo D-FL], is an obstructionist dolt, hiding behind bullshit he's feeding seniors about a public option on health care. Unfortunately, his stupid stance on health care cancels out Grayson's fabulous one. Go away, Senator Nelson, and let more open, progressive minds take over so our state [FL] is not continuously considered a laughing stock along with Texas [sorry, Texans]. You have officially lost my vote.

3. Roman Polanski: BOO! Mr. Polanski, regardless of what he ended up being charged with [due to back room deal-making to which the average person isn't privy], raped a teenage girl. Actually, he did much more than just rape her -- but I digress -- he was convicted of a crime and he fled the country. He deserves to be apprehended, put into prison and forced to serve out his time PLUS additional time for fleeing the country. I don't care if he poops unicorns and rainbows and can give the world a Coke -- he's a convicted CHILD RAPIST and as such should serve his sentence and then some.

4. Hollywood and their support of Roman Polanski: BOO! What the hell is wrong with you people? Please see #3 above, dunk your head in a toilet and flush. Oh -- and it doesn't matter a flying fart if the person he raped back then wants the case dismissed; dismissing it sends THE WRONG MESSAGE to child rapists everywhere! Get it? Also, [and this deserves reiterating] I don't care if he poops unicorns and rainbows and can give the world a Coke -- he's a convicted CHILD RAPIST and as such should serve his sentence and then some. Fucking fucker.

5. Azithromycin: YAY! and BOO! It works, but it fucking kills my stomach and intestinal tract. I do not like massive abdominal cramping, horrid gas shooting out everywhere and feeling nauseous-y. That sucks. However, I do like that my nose is back to its normal size, I can swallow and my lungs are clear. After the initial double dose and the first single dose the next day [which FLOORED me], I found that taking the single doses every other day after that saved my tummy, my life and possibly my marriage [horrid, shooting gas, you know -- not pretty].

September 17, 2009

We Is America.

THIS. Go read; I'm just sayin'. Helen is spot-on with her views on the whole tea-bagger/twelvers/birthers issue.

Let me just say something about the 9-12 Project. On September 12, 2001 everyone was an American. There were no Blue States and no Red States. There were no Black Americans and no White Americans. There were no Europeans, no Asians, no Hispanics, no Africans... The world was standing with America against the evil that is terrorism. The globe was united like never before. And what did our President do when given that moment? He told us all to go shopping while he and his buddies planned a war. And 8 years later the 9-12 project has been reduced to a movement of no Blacks, no Hispanics, no Asians... just 78,000 white people who can't spell.

Exactly.

September 10, 2009

Joe Wilson, (R - Moronville): Imbecile

The gentleman from South Carolina, Joe Wilson, last night confirmed what I knew all along: Republicans aren't interested in the truth. Republicans aren't interested in providing for or taking care of their constituents. They are however, interested in show-boating, getting free health care for themselves and re-election. They are also fantastic at acting like spoiled, fucking brats.

People like Joe Wilson are coming out of the woodwork across America. They want and expect certain things to be provided for them. Water, electricity, public schools, fire departments, street lights, roads, police protection, social security, medicare -- you know, the things government provides via our tax dollars. Joe Wilson who, as a member of Congress, enjoys lifetime free health care paid for by our tax dollars, apparently doesn't think anyone else deserves the same level or type of health care he gets. The loons who are showing up at town halls, interrupting, screaming and yelling about how they don't want socialized health care and yet at the same time are ironically demanding that government keep their hands off their medicare, can't all be that stupid. Or can they? Do they even know what socialized ANYTHING is?

Why are these people now standing up, acting out like rude 12 year-olds? What makes them feel it's OK to interrupt the President of the United States while he's speaking? What makes a Congressperson believe it's perfectly fine to heckle the President during a speech to the nation in the halls of our government -- and to think it's just hunky-dory to call the President a liar?

Former President Bush railroaded this country into an unnecessary and ridiculously expensive war [in which we are still mired] by doctoring intelligence, presenting false evidence and flat-out lying to all of us. And yet, in the [thankfully few] times he publicly addressed the nation, no one disrespected the office of the President by heckling him or by calling him a liar. And oh what a liar he is.

What the hell is wrong with people? Has the election of Barack Obama to the office of the President completely blown a fuse in the collective racist lizard brain? Seriously, what on earth would make anyone think the behavior of any of the GOP in attendance at last night's speech was acceptable? I am beyond angry; I'm furious and disgusted.

With regard to a public option for health care -- how many of these fine, upstanding, whining white folks will be able to get insurance once they've been diagnosed with let's say... cancer? Once they've made all their co-pays and met their deductibles and roll over into a new year of treatments, how much will be left of their paychecks? Once they've been down-sized by their employer because of their huge medical expenses, how will they afford COBRA? How will they get any insurance at all if they survive their cancer?

With regard to any services provided now or in the future by government -- how do these idiots think it's paid for? Fairy dust and squirrel farts? No, they're paid for by our tax dollars. Medicare, VA benefits, highways, social security, medicaid, the military, these are ALL socialized services. When you start screaming that you don't want socialized services, then you risk looking like a complete idiot -- actually to me, you already look like an idiot.

Grow the hell up, people. There are others in this country besides you. You don't get to hoard all the cookies for yourself. We all deserve good, inexpensive health care. I have good insurance through work -- I'm one of the lucky ones. But I don't kid myself into thinking that just because I have good medical insurance, no one else deserves it as well. All it takes is an instant: a diagnosis, an accident, even just a wrong step off the curb -- and you're bankrupt due to medical expenses. Any one of us could be one of the health care horror stories you hear out there.

And if you find yourself as the star in one of these horror stories, what will you do if there is no public option?

Maybe you should just pull yourself up by your bootstraps, right? Because you're not my problem. I got mine.

Yeah, right.

September 8, 2009

Running Fool

Well, I guess I got a bug up my butt and decided to do something character-building. So, I'm going to run the Walt Disney World Half Marathon this coming January. The farthest I've ever run is around 10 miles, and that was when I was 19. This should be interesting.

I have a 5k coming up in October [it's the Race for the Cure again]. This time, I'm not doing the "fun run", so I won't be stuck in the back with all the crazy people wearing day-glo pink wigs, doo-doo beads and wacky glasses. I'm doing the chipped time race and will be able to start out up front with all the runners. That should improve my time results measurably.

I ran a "practice" 5k this past Saturday and finished it in 31 minutes and 50 seconds. That's a lot better than the 48 minutes it took me to run the Race for the Cure last year. Of course, I was trying to hurdle over the walkers and trying not to be hit in the face with noise makers and clappers.

I guess I'll be posting my training progress and my thoughts on the whole process of preparing for something of this magnitude. When I first started running races, I didn't even own a decent pair of running shoes. Now, I'm researching and trying to find the best shoes for the type of foot and style of running I have. Quite frankly, I'm confused as hell and am to the point of closing my eyes and throwing a dart and taking whichever shoes in which the darn thing sticks.

You see, my shoes have always worn on the outside of my heels. I also have a horrid time with spraining my ankles. They will bend to the outside very easily. This indicates supination, or under pronation. However, it appears that when I run on asphalt with shoes for supination [neutral or neutral+ cushioned], my left knee and the right side of my lower back hurt. What the hell?

Running on the trails, I have no issues. Of course, dirt trails do not cause the pounding on your feet, joints, hips and back that asphalt or concrete do. In my twenties and even thirties, things like this weren't an issue for me. After years of walking and running however, stuff is starting to get pissed off. In all honesty, I think it's because of all the types of shoes. Used to be you could only get basic running shoes, and they all pretty much looked the same: nasty.

I read somewhere about putting a small bit of cushioning under the pad of my big toe's metatarsal on each foot and that it would somehow ease the pressure on my feet and force it to be evenly distributed. That makes sense in a way for someone like me who has a longer 2nd toe [the metatarsal bone is longer than the big toe's metatarsal bone]. But I don't want to end up messing something up in my feet further by trying out a bunch of hare-brained home remedies that might have worked for some dude's second cousin's brother-in-law who had a hammer toe.

If you know of any good, light weight running shoes for someone who under pronates [supination], please leave your thoughts in comments -- I'd greatly appreciate any advice on all of this.

I probably just need to find one of those Dr. Scholl's foot diagnostic kiosks and see what it thinks. It'll probably spit out a fortune cookie type of paper that says, "Not a good running foot".

August 27, 2009

R.I.P. Teddy

Thank you for all the work you did to make America a more progressive, inclusive and caring place.

Bobby, Teddy and Jack, August 28, 1963
Senator Edward M. Kennedy

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