all right. so last night i got all nostalgic and spent some time thinking about dwight... my first love. we were 22 when we met and i had been married to caryn for a year. i got married trying to run away from the whole gay thing. that was 1982. i hope things are easier for 22 year olds today. my life, caryn's life and vicki's life - totally changed that day, 26 years ago.



anyway. so that's why i decided to reopen this blog and perhaps i can start writing more frequently... it's cathartic. no? time to start talking about politics again.

cheers.