By Jeff Walsh
I was happy when I heard Ellen Degeneres was going to come out as a lesbian on her show this year. I had always watched her show, even as it struggled with various cast switches to try and find itself. I truly think Ellen is funny, which is why it pains me to say that this season has been the most frustrating to watch.
By Jeff Walsh
Since coming out two years ago, Jesse Costello-Good has definitely put the 'active' in activism.
In September 1995, three months after coming out, he joined openly lesbian Roberta Achtenberg's mayoral campaign in San Francisco. It was the first political and social thing he had done as an openly gay teen.
By Jeff Walsh
Over a year ago, I remember getting a call from Peter Cummings, who started telling me about this gay youth magazine he was launching called XY. He asked if I had time to write something for the debut issue. Unfortunately, I told him I was working on the debut issue of Oasis at the time and didn't have any free time to give him. We both wished each other luck on our projects and I didn't think twice about it. A few weeks later, I got this hot, glossy magazine in the mail and immediately noted that I should have found time -- just to be a part of the first issue of something I knew was going to be big.
What is wrong with strait friends? Maybe its just my strait friends. Take my best friend for example; She is one of my favorite people in the whole world, and I love her to death, but every now and again she will say or do something amazingly rude, or make some narrow minded assumption. There is a huge disparity there, something that we can't seem to overcome. On some level we just don't understand where eachother is coming from.
Long introductions, and a peak into a strange and, oh dare I say ( sya it say it say it)- Nay! I shall not. It gives me such mirth to watch you sqrium with excitment, I bid thee.......read on............
Matt remarked that he often pretends not to understand what
There are ripples in the water
From when they froliced under the sun
There are imprints on the sand
That their feet walked upon
There is a trail in the forest
Where the twigs are bent down at rest
There is a meadow in the clearing
Where the lovers will be put to a test
There is a bible,there is an alter, there is a knife,and a rope
What is going on? Will this end with no hope?
The man opens the bible and says a little prayer