Closeted gay republicans are gross.

In response to the recent Mark Foley (R-FL) resignation scandal, the mainstream media has only provided an email that he allegedly sent to an underage male page. The email seems fairly ambiguous and tame, so I was questioning why he was so quick to resign.

The gay press has more, including a graphic IM conversation. This explains a lot.

I wasn't going to post this link because a.) it's just too disgusting and b.) it doesn't explain how they got access to it, so I questioned its authenticity. BUT I sent the link to a gay friend, who called a former Foley intern, who confirmed that the screen name listed on the webpage is one that Foley used to keep in touch with him (but the friend of a friend says Foley was never stupid enough to have conversations like that with him).

I wish there was a way the gay community could banish closet case politicians who resort to inapropriate interactions with underage males. We need a system like the Mormon church-- excommunicate them!!!

hypoallergenic cats!!!

lyrics

here are the lyrics i was obsessed with in eighth grade:

do you feel the way you hate?
do you hate the way you feel?

and

these foolish games are tearing me apart
and your thoughtless words are breaking my heart

That was Bush and Jewel, respectively.

Lately (ten years later):

I'm standing by my window and I can see the light shine through my hands / history. . .I could slip through my own fingers and that's how small I am / you could spend half your life sitting on intention / I know what it's like to get pulled along by dreams you do not mention / so take me back through intuition, the stories of your life I'm missing / and I want to, but there's loveliness in loneliness / it's the only thing that keeps me here like this / just for the record, I'm not as far as I seem / I play with words, I play with time / I fall back through empty space into your arms from three thousand miles away

(Ty from Girlyman, when she was in Garden Verge)

question--

Are papasan chairs lame? I sat in this one at world market today that had the softest green cushion and it felt AMAZING. i want it for my new apartment, but I don't want to be made fun of everytime people walk in and see it (like the pet stroller).

1. I saw this happen live and in person last night. What was apparently a blue blanket covering the dead dog looked to me like a person either praying or dead (I was several feet away). The article failed to mention that there were at least five police cars AND dupont circle was covered in police tape and people were making statements to the police. Not to mention a huge crowd of onlookers-- much ado about a (deceased) dog.

2. You know that Sex & the City where Samantha moves into a new apartment and yells out the window, "Do you see us NY? We have it all!" Then she gets the flu or something and no one helps her and she cries to Carrie, "Let's face it-- we're all alone!!" That was just me. Tonight. There is nothing like a bad cold to bring out my woe-is-me tears.

much love,
Laura

I have two gay-married-in-Massachusetts friends. Last night I went out to a classy dinner with them, and we came up with the best book idea ever: we like to eat good food, but unfortunately, after telling all my humorous breakup and dating stories, it just becomes a romantic date for two with a third wheel (that wheel would be me). So each week, I am going to ask a new girl out to dinner and bring along my two married friends. Afterwards, the three of us will evaluate her AND the food. So the book will be both tales of lesbian dating in DC AND an evaluation of the DC restaurant scene... thus appealing to readers seeking restaurant reviews and those looking for a twist on Sex & the City. I predict lots of cross-marketing potential.

cutest girl in the whole world

Apparently if you google "IU cornhole" (not in quotes), you get this.

I love it!

it would take an acrobat...

Hmm.... Jessica Simpson sang "Let Him Fly" on The View today AND discussed the song with the hosts. She neglected to mention that the song was actually written by the semi-obscure folk artist Patty Griffin several years ago.

The Patty Griffin version is 100x better.

I don't like when music I've been loving since the late '90s becomes trendy. This also happened recently when Faith Hill put three Lori McKenna (another semi-obscure "alt-folkie") songs on her album Fireflies. But at least in that situation, when Faith was on Oprah, Lori was invited on as well and was given full credit for writing the songs.

EDIT: The Dixie Chicks also apparently covered the song three years after Patty Griffin originally published it. Again, Patty's version is better, at least judging by the 30 seconds of the Dixie Chick's version I heard on Amazon.com.

What is wrong with this picture?

This couple does not match up!!

As I have gotten older, I have noticed more and more mis-matched couples in real life and in the media (especially situation comedies). And by mis-matched, I obviously mean that one person is hot and the other is, well, not.

There is a famous psychology study where researchers took pictures of (opposite sex) couples and cut them in half, then shuffled the stacks of men and women and asked the study participants to match up the couples. Overwhelmingly, the participants were successful in this task. The moral of the story (or rather, study) is that people almost always date people who are similar in attractiveness. You can't fight evolutionary principles, even in the name of love.

The only exceptions to this rule: some lesbian couples and situations where the less attractive person is really rich (read: the fat, balding lawyer). Oh, and Christina Aguilera apparently.