Here we are again...

So here we are again. An historic moment for New York. I once again get to bitch at you about civil unions and half mea

*assistant interrupts*

Oh. I guess the New York state senate DIDN’T bitch out. They went the whole nine yards and actually adopted equality for their same sex couples that want to get married. Wow. I guess I have nothing to complain about (except for the continued federal discrimination against gay marriage in the form of DOMA, but hey I’ll keep it light and glittery today).

But good for you New York. I am especially impressed because you did it with a Republican dominated legislature! I watched the speech of one Republican lawmaker that did a 180 on his views of gay marriage. He got elected on a platform of hatin on us, and then admitted on Friday that he couldn’t think of a legal reason to do so!

Now that I have the option of going to New York to get married and ignored by the federal government, I’m slightly more inclined to do so. After all, everyone knows that New York > Iowa. But then that’s like saying a cup of yogurt is healthier than a big mac.

Thanks to New York, we gays (and friends) had another excuse to go out and party ALL WEEKEND. If you’re reading this blog and you didn’t go to Pride, then be ashamed of yourself (or invent a time machine and go to pride). I’m sorry to say that I didn’t get drunk. We meant to pregame before leaving, but apparently 7/11 won’t sell booze before 11am. Well PARDON ME for wanting a screwdriver with my eggs and English muffin! Is that SO WRONG!? I humbly request you all boycott 7/11 until they rethink this atrocious policy (or is it a city law?)

Anyways, we had to get on the red line and play people tetris completely sober. Towards the end of our trip to the Belmont stop it wasn’t even tetris anymore, it was just cramming us in like sardines. Or like those videos of commuter trains in Asia. Have you seen those? They actually have employees STUFF people onto the trains! We got to the parade area a mere 5 minutes before the parade started. And we stayed there the whole 3 hours. We only moved when people in front of us wanted to leave. The conversation went something like this:

“I’m feeling claustrophobic, but at least there’s a nice breeze.”
“The people in front of us are leaving.”
“GET CLOSER!”

We got as close as 4 people away from the barriers. There was a guy behind us with a water bottle full of lemon flavored vodka that he was kind enough to share with us. We also met a nice lady whose name I forgot. She was behind us for almost 2.5 hours. Even though I can’t remember her name, we’re best friends now. I do remember that she was celebrating her 21st birthday (but she admitted that it’s not the first time for her).

So thank you New York and Pride weekend, you definitely gave me the recharge I needed this weekend. Next year we’ll definitely be more prepared. The alcohol will be bought the night before, and we’re going early to get a spot at a bar. Or we’ll pack some water bottles like Mr. Lemon Vodka. But at least I ended the weekend up one nice rainbow flag. I asked my friends to get me a rainbow necklace too, but they couldn't manage it. I promise to get pictures next year!