They say the best is for the best...

My song choice tonight is in honor of National Coming Out Day (stateside, I think the Brits get it tomorrow). I've only experienced one true coming out moment in my life--the high school friend I mentioned in an earlier post--everyone else in my life who is gay always just...was. In terms of my uncle, some of the cousins, and my sister, there was never a big announcement, it was just understood. Part of this stemmed, I think, from location as both of my parents were born and raised in the midwest. I don't think my uncle has ever taken his partner of 25+ years back to Iowa. Otherwise, with classmates and friends and such it was something felt instinctively or mentioned in an off-hand way--"Did you hear that Jay came out?"--that sort of thing.

I've had fantasies about coming out as bisexual to my office because most of the people I work with need a swift kick in the balls when it comes to talking about/dealing with non-heteros. What's stopping me is that it feels a bit dishonest; while I find both men and women sexually attractive and have harbored crushes on both sexes, I hesitate to label myself concretely. I think sexuality and affection are nebulous and everyone has their own level of ambiguity, or sway, if you will. Wouldn't it be nice if someday in the future we could just stop obsessing about these labels and just let love be love?

Anyway, the song I chose for tonight is the Catie Curtis' "Radical." This particular version comes from the Kink Live Five CD. I think Kink FM stopped making these live discs, which is a damn shame because they were really something else.

"Radical" by Catie Curtis
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Last night my father called us from San Diego where he relocates for one week every month for business. This may be the worst possible week for him to be down there. Yesterday his hotel was being packed full of refugees from the fires. He just called to say that now their hotel is being evacuated and the road he usually uses to get out of dodge is closed, so he's kind of at a loss of where to go/what to do. And nobody is being very helpful.

He's going to try and get downtown to the office and see if someone there will take him in. I told him he needs to come home. This is ridiculous. He can telecommute. :(

Am also worried about San Diego friend Stephanie, who turns 26 today. If you see this, Steph, I hope you're having a Happy Birthday far away from the fires. *hugs*

Girlyman is playing Mississippi Studios on April 14th, which is my mother's birthday, and I've spent the last month or so browbeating my parents into agreeing to go. There was a lot of hemming and hawing because my folks are not concert people (I wouldn't even call them music people), but tonight I played "This is Me" while cleaning up after dinner and my Mom asked if we could still get tickets. :) Heh. Yeah. A good harmony will always make her crack. In conclusion, we're going. They will enjoy themselves. Really, they just need to give these things a chance.

ETA: Through to Sunrise is currently my favorite song off their new album, but the only place I can listen to it is on myspace. Booo.....

Keep the faith, don't toe the line, and watch it through your two eyes
Leave the light still on inside and watch it through to sunrise
Leave the fight and go behind where all the stupid fear dies
Keep the light still on inside and watch it through to sunrise

ETA, pt 2: For those of you unfamiliar with Girlyman, you can listen to clips here. Seriously, Through to Sunrise. This is Me. Young James Dean. I Know Where You Are. Postcards from Mexico. The Shape I Found You In.

Oh yeah.

I'm in Ashland until Sunday.

Saw The Winter's Tale last night, and it was pretty good. Frankly, I just love that play, so it's not like they could really screw it up. Christopher DuVal was a highlight as Autolycus, and Mark Murphey always rules. I think my favorite thing about this play are the women's roles. But more on that later as we are now heading downtown. I will not buy a $200 dress this year. I do not have that kind of money.