I look gay

This morning I put on a pair of track shorts, an old teeshirt, threw my hair in a messy pony tail and went for a walk. After I was finished I stopped at Starbucks for a grande unsweetened ice coffee (my favorite) and started walking home. I crossed the street and a beautiful african american woman in a suit came up to me and said, "Do you know where there is a Coffee Bean store?"

I responded, "Well, there is a Starbucks right behind us." And shook my cup in the air indicating that's where I purchased my amazing beverage only moment ago.

She said, "Thanks! The reason I stopped you was because I knew you would know since you're gay. And I'm gay too by the way. See you later."

umm...what? She knew I was gay? Did she know I was gay because of my appearance or because I was rockin the Starbucks which is AWESOME and gay people are AWESOME. Basic math would say that AWESOME + AWESOME = Super AWESOME!

I'm still confused by my street meeting but the moral of the story is: I look gay and I'm proud of that.

Burn Baby Burn

Whilst checking my emails this morning I cockily drank coffee thinking, "Most functioning human beings can multitask without injuring themselves, so I'll be fine."

But somehow my arm spasmed and my coffee went flying all over my computer, down my chest and stomach and burned the f@*k out of me. My stomach has welts which I'm currently icing with a bag of frozen asparagus and my computer is super pissed off.

The reason I'm writing this blog is because I think it's important to showcase the darker side of being double jointed. Although I'm super flexible and my joints whimsically pop out, I feel pain too.

FIN.

p.s. Try not to puke when you watch the below video.

Things I LOVE

While reviewing my blogs and I realized someone must have pissed in my Cheerios because my blogging tone has been quite sour lately. So to pick up my spirits I have decided to make a list of 10 things I LOVE! Feel free to add your own favorites.

#1 Anything Chocolate
#2 Anything Lesbian
#3 Starbucks Coffee
#4 Having a parking space at my apartment
#5 My fabulous family and awesome group of friends
#6 Weng Weng
#7 That California legalized gay marriage (See # 2)
#8 Coldplay
#9 Rita Mento
#10 The laughter of children

Divorced at 10

Today on CNN.com there is a story of a girl in Yemen named Nujood Ali who was has already been married and divorced by the age of 10. Nujood's parents married her off to a man three times her age but claims Nujood's husband promised not to touch her until she was 20...ummm... I'm finding that a little hard to believe.

Nujood was raped and beaten by her husband. She begged her parents to help her but they said there was nothing they could do since she now belonged to her husband. (Let me repeat that : "she now BELONGED to her husband")

One day while visiting her parents Nujood escaped to the central courthouse and demanded to speak to a judge. She told the judge she was married and desperately needed a divorce to which the judge responded, "You're married?"

Nujood's husband and father were jailed before the hearing to ensure they would appear in court. She was given a human rights lawyer and was granted her divorce.

Nujood was returned to her parents (yes, she was returned to the people that enslaved her) and her husband was not prosecuted - instead he was COMPENSATED! Yep that's right Nujood had to pay HIM over $200.

Nujood now says she doesn't go out and play because she is ridiculed by neighbors and family members because they believe she shouldn't have challenged the system. Apparently this happens all the time in Yemen.

Not surprisingly Nujood said she will never marry again.

Obviously a witty response to this tragic news story wouldn't be appropriate (not that I could even fathom a response). All I can say is next time you're having a bad day and someone cuts you off in traffic or messes up your Starbucks coffee order just be glad you live in a culture that give you many opportunities that other cultures don't have.

10 year old bride