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Possum Pie: Prop 8's Supporters, and a Letter
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Marsupial quiche and germane hyperbole. Saturday, November 01, 2008. Prop 8's Supporters, and a Letter. I know that, by and large, if you read my blog, you're a part of my choir. Which is to acknowledge, of course, that if I make a point and I intend it to be public, I'm just preaching to the converted. Which is probably pointless. But I can't help it. No on 8. No on 8. NO ON 8! What I am most struck by is this:. I have a much easier time with high school jocks yelling 'f*! They believe in this afterlife...
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Possum Pie: Gay Schmomb
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Marsupial quiche and germane hyperbole. Friday, June 15, 2007. Gay Bomb, Gay Schmomb. I'm tired of hearing about the proposed but abandoned military "gay bomb" that was supposed to turn enemy armies into bands of lawless homosexuals. I'm tired of it because it's been reported before and because that wasn't what it was. So please, stop crying out about how it's offensive to think that turning people gay would cause armies to collapse. It certainly wouldn't. But making them all drop their guns and ...Dynam...
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Possum Pie: Being A Red Shirt
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Marsupial quiche and germane hyperbole. Sunday, March 02, 2008. Being A Red Shirt. As we grew together, the red shirt developed little signs of wear. The telltale pinprick holes around the belly button signaled a truly beloved garment that might have been discarded had it been less. But this was a red shirt, and I wore it and its age with pride. So, as we drove to dinner, I pointed out to him that for all practical purposes, I am basically bald. And I told him about my red shirt. Of insight and promises?
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Possum Pie: Vegas On The Drive Loop
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Marsupial quiche and germane hyperbole. Sunday, July 27, 2008. Vegas On The Drive Loop. I had a boyfriend many years ago who was incapable of driving past a reservation without stopping for a few pulls on the big money slots. If we didn't stop, he got edgy like a smoker on a long flight. But I always thought he had many other better ways to spend all that money, and I think I've found one he might even enjoy. Thousands of dollars gone over the course of a single evening? We've been drilling a well for we...
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Possum Pie: Next Note
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Marsupial quiche and germane hyperbole. Friday, October 03, 2008. 160;I don't know how old I was when it happened. But I'm sure I wasn't even twelve. Given that I was so young, it seems a little odd to think I was sitting quiet on the living room couch in my family's home. But I was. Just sitting, listening to music. I wasn't bounding or chasing or leaping. I suppose I wasn't that sort of child. And then he continued on his way out of the room. I was so proud. I was growing up. View my complete profile.
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Possum Pie: Tagged
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Marsupial quiche and germane hyperbole. Monday, June 25, 2007. Although I’m generally disdainful of blog meme tagging, I’m also completely adoring of GoB. So even though he tagged. Me, the love fest must go on, and I must comply. To do so, I’m supposed to recount eight random facts about me, then go on to tag eight other people. I fully expect a cure for baldness to arrive within the next ten years, and I don’t mean some Propecia-esque thing that sorta/kinda helps. I mean a cure. And I̵...For the sec...
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Possum Pie: Careful There
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Marsupial quiche and germane hyperbole. Thursday, June 07, 2007. As too many people have already noted, so-called Dr. Holsinger, Bush’s nominee for Surgeon General, is a crackpot. He’s a bigoted ideologue who ignores increasingly voluminous scientific evidence that gayness is a naturally occurring phenomenon and then turns around to distort science in order to villainize us. And he’s a nominee for Surgeon General? Yeah 'Cause paying attention to medical science is, like, totally. Bush – or more lik...
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Possum Pie: A Compassionate End
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Marsupial quiche and germane hyperbole. Thursday, November 20, 2008. From the moment Head Chef and I decided to raise birds for meat, we knew it would mean killing them. Yes, the joy of holding day-old chicks in your hands and raising scruffy young birds into beautiful specimens is a big part of the fun. But the killing was a part of the process. Part of these birds' life cycles. But Thanksgiving is coming, and that means it's time. Time for two turkeys and a guinea hen. We felt that making use of this i...
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Possum Pie: The Crazy Hobo and The Mule
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Marsupial quiche and germane hyperbole. Friday, October 31, 2008. The Crazy Hobo and The Mule. Our story begins with a neighbor. But not your typical pleasant-but-not-overtly-friendly sort of neighbor. No, this starts with a stupid neighbor that came fully equipped with a vicious sense of entitlement. No extra parts to buy! We had just moved into the neighborhood and the first time we shook hands he had advice for us. To paraphrase, 'You're my bitches until I say otherwise.'. When we asked him to stop, ...
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Possum Pie: Princessitude
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Marsupial quiche and germane hyperbole. Wednesday, January 30, 2008. I was going to the wood shed to chop wood, and I needed a flashlight as it was already dark. Sadly, the electrical in the shed doesn't work, and no one could come with me, so a visitor offered her head lamp. It's a tiny LED flashlight mounted to an elastic headband, and it's pink and very fancy. Oooh," I swooned facetiously. "The fancy pink one, no less! I turned it on and pulled it around my head. Based on this list, I found myself lac...
