Daily Diary - 12/06/2004

It was a long weekend for me. Kent has been in Santa Barbara all week at meetings. I managed ok, but living alone sucks. This weekend I started to get ready for our trip to San Diego on Dec. 20th. It should be fun. I stopped by and picked up a pair of travel speakers for my MP3 player and have been very busy copying music to it in preparation for the trip.

It’s snowing today - the first snow of the season. It’s not suppose to amount to much. Maybe a couple of inches at most. It feels so cold out to me.

I read this awesome letter about marriage and where it stands in California. It gave me a bit of hope that maybe someday, there will be equality.

Also, if you use diet pills when you are pregnant, a new study says that you will be more likely to have gay children. If I were reading anything into this study, my own paranoia would say that they are looking for yet another way to get rid of us (extermination by extinction?). But since I believe in the basic goodness of people, I know that they wouldn’t do anything that evil.

I also read where 12 gays are going to challenge don’t ask, don’t tell in federal court. I wish them luck in overturning it.

This week we have to call our lawyer to finish the process of putting our wills, power of attorney, and all that stuff together. I wonder, are we doing this for nothing? Are we putting together documents that can easily be contested and invalidated? I used to think you would be safe with the documents from a legal point of view. Now, I’m just not sure.

I hate to think about this. It brings me down. I’m alive, and relatively healthy. I should be happy, right? And, I’m quite proud of myself this year. Through no small effort on my part and trying to keep busy, I have managed to completely stay off anti-depressants this year. Those who have had to take such medications in the past know how difficult some of them are to deal with.

On a brighter note, I’m going to get busy planning for San Diego. I have two books to go through on all the places that you must see when you visit.

The remote control for my Nikon camera is in, so I’ll have a new toy to play with tonight, assuming I can drive my way through the slush to the mall to pick it up. I got a call from Kent saying that the power is out at home. I’ll pick up dinner at the mall.

...it’s three hours later, and the power is back on (and the heat!).

I watched 5 minutes of 7th Heaven tonight. Besides the really bad writing (and acting), the show is extremely lame. I watch a bit of it every six months or so, hoping that it will improve; hoping that on at least one episode they will talk about something in the real world, but they never do.

Then tonight it hit me. They don’t because there are still people in this country who see the American family and the world we live in as Ozzie and Harriet; a nice squeaky clean family where the worse thing that ever happens to anyone is a book report that is a day late, or the dog going on the rug (that’s a stretch for these people). The show is a success, I suppose. Like a cold sore, it just doesn’t want to go away, and keeps getting renewed year after freaking year. So, if it’s so popular in America, it’s not hard to see why American is having such a fit over gay marriage. It all makes sense, in a scary and somewhat psychotic way.