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November 4th, 2008

Unfortunately, many of the fungoers out in West Hollywood did not have the imagination to see that I was Sarah Palin on Halloween night. It could have been all the excessive props (tiara, sash, assault rifle and binoculars for seeing Russia).

I can’t believe I am setting my alarm at 6:15am so that I can exercise my right to vote today/tomorrow. I’ve been batshit antsy about this election. I don’t want to miss my chance to do this right so I am going to be one of the first people in line. I’ve just prepared my voter cheat sheet so I know who and what to vote for. (Fyi, SEIU has a great one as does the League of Women Voters).

So far I’ve had at least two nightmares about the election. One dream I had last week was about how my friend Mike had to drive us to upstate NY so we could vote and when I got there I kept punching the wrong holes in the card. And when I went to pick up the card out of the puncher it was full of hanging chads (gasp!). The other nightmare was about the “Yes on 8″ weirdos having their way with this election. Separation of church and state— lest we forget!

On election day (Btw, I prefer to call it “Erection Day”– no reason), from 11am -2pm I will be volunteering 100 feet (or is it yards?) from the polls to clarify voters on “No on 8.” There is some really bad information out there. Apparently people think “Yes on 8″ means “Yes for Gay Marriage.” Also some shady “Yes on 8″ proponents have targeted gay folks and confused them that “Yes on 8″ means “Yes to gay marriage.”

Right now, we’re so close in the polls. It’s pretty much, a tie. So every vote against Prop 8 is critical.

Argh! I’ve not done such sincere proposition campaigning in a long long time. I’m used to dressing like a fake billionaire and giving fake interviews. I went to a training on Sunday and it was really moving to see so many people ready to volunteer for equality. It was kind of teary for me to be in a room with so much passion. And it was people from all walks of life– young and old, gay and straight, white people and people of color. I’ve been inspired by this election. How much hope and love there is this time around. How it isn’t about “Oh no! Not Bush!” but that we’ve got an amazing candidate in Obama who has really made me rethink how cool and real politicians can be. How I can actually find a hero in a politician.

They told us that our job is not to debate or argue with people, but just to clarify to people what Prop 8 is. They reminded us repeatedly– “disengage from confrontation”… what a challenge for me…. I so much prefer being a sassy pants. But for the cause, for three hours, I will be on my bestest behavior.

And then tomorrow night, I’m prepared for an Obama victory (it has to happen). I’m headed to an Obama Victory party which will be the greatest “Happy New Year”-esque party in the history of life. I want to be by beer and people and televisions. I want to cry and hold strangers like we’ve been given a second chance at a great American life.

We’re in this place America. We’re smack dab in middle of a fork in the road. It’s either going to be the end of the worst and the beginning of the change we need so badly. Or it will be yet another chapter in the Red bloody nightmare that’s being playing out the last 8 years.

Please vote.

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Gesbian Pride

October 31st, 2008

My awesome trans friend Riku commented that this has been the gayest week of my life. And more awesome than that, he said that I may have actually “out-gayed” our gay as hell friend D’lo this week.

It really has. I was out campaigning for “No on Prop 8″ on Wednesday. It had been a while since I stood out on the street with a sign rallying. And yesterday, I coordinated “Kristina’s Lesbian Jamboree.” It was a gathering of lesbians and their friends in West Hollywood. It was about getting the married lesbians out of the house. Introducing my lesbian friends to each other. And also building some awareness around “No on Prop 8.”

And oddly enough, for a gathering of Lesbians, it was not that dramatic.

I still struggle with pinning my “orientation” down to any one word. And though many speculated that I may have definitely been bi- or bi-curious when I rode my bicycle with the “Dykes on Bikes” at Pride a couple years back, I was still mums about how it is I identify myself.

But I’ve decided this week to come out of the closet.

Ladies and Germs, I am a loud and proud Gesbian.

I know this may come to a surprise to all of you. Particularly, this may be hard on my family who like my friends, are still trying to figure out what a “Gesbian” is. (I want my family to know that I love them and that I would never do this to hurt them.) I’m sure my family and friends are worried about me– getting “Gesbian bashed,” being discriminated against for being a “Gezzie,” and will I have the right to marry another Gesbian? Could I have kids with another Gezzie?

I’m ready for the scorn, the discrimination, the Gesbiphobia. Because this is who I am. And I refuse to be someone else. I’ve hidden it for so long. But at my core, I’m a GESBIAN.

Last night my two good girlfriends who are partnered and are absolutely meant for each other sent a late night email that they are getting married today at City Hall. I think if they had the choice they would have waited to plan their wedding more at their pace. But right now, they don’t know if they will have the choice after November 4. So they are rushing to do this.

I cry now as I re-read their words and the passion behind them.

“those of you who are closest to us know how much we care for and love one another and most of you understand the commitment we continue to make in our “practice” of lifelong love. it is not a magical something that just appears, even when it feels magical. it is the practice of committing and trying and learning that makes our life together strong and lasting. homophobia and heterosexism do not always give us the best options when it comes to this practice.

“we are hoping that in the awful event that proposition 8 passes, our marriage will not be retroactively nullified. and therefore, affording us all the rights and benefits that married couples have in the state of california.

“we would love to share this moment with all of you, so please keep us in your thoughts tomorrow as we marry. please keep us in your thoughts when you vote on Tuesday. the best you can do for us is to vote NO on Proposition 8.”

I think it is remarkable….

That they believe in their love this much that they will stand up against the ignorance of homophobia and heterosexism to have that love.

That consenting adults still have to fight for the right to love who they love. And that other entities will spend so much money and energy to stop other consenting adults they do not know from marrying each other.

That their marriage ceremony does not have the luxury of being planned with the time that a straight couple has to plan, and that it still risks being nullified if something as archaic as Prop 8 passes.

I am not getting married anytime soon to neither a man nor a woman. In fact, if you remember, I am married to myself and would love the government to recognize my marriage as a real legal binding contract. And on top of that, I am a pioneer in the fight for Gesbian rights and visibility.

I am working on the “No on 8″ campaign because it affects my friends. It’s about equality and that’s something that we all should be concerned about. I am encouraging you to vote “No on 8″ because discrimination should not be written into the constitution. (Leave that shit for reality TV!)

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Just one more week and all this shit will soon be over.

October 28th, 2008

Today I am doing some work on the “No on 8″ Campaign. I’ve not done direct political campaigning work but I feel both a need to speak out against such an awful proposition and also feel involved in this vote. What a freaking backwards ass proposition. I opened the paper last week and some fear freak took a full page ad out with a picture of Jesus on the cross and a quote from Leviticus about how a “man should not lie with a man.” And then it’s followed with a tagline “Vote Yes on Prop 8″ at the bottom.

By the way, Leviticus is really like the Marlon Jackson of the Bible (ie “Wait? Who’s is that? Which one of the Jackson 5 was he? Is he still alive?”).

I say, if this ad doesn’t have Jesus with a straight up speech bubble coming out of his mouth saying, “I died on the cross because I want you to bomb Iraq and discriminate people based on who they choose to love,” then I am not convinced that Prop 8 and Jesus are in cahoots.

Here’s my CA voter guide.

Vote Obama

YES— Prop 5, Measure 1A and R

NO– Props 4, 6, 8, 9, 10, 11

And if you are in San Francisco

YES– Prop K

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“OMG! These Cute Obama Shirts are Cheap to get! $12!”

September 3rd, 2008

I was told to let you know the following by my masters at moveon.org….


Want an Obama T-shirt? MoveOn’s giving them out if you make a small donation to their young-voter registration program, aimed at registering half a million young voters in swing states. I just got mine, and wanted to share the opportunity with you.

Click this link to get your Obama T-shirt:



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Batshit Crazy.

June 26th, 2008

Ok, I know I’ve been blogging a lot. But now that I feel somewhat less spooked I can write about this. Basically. There’s a ghost in this house. This has been confirmed by the Director. It’s the grandma of the guy who built this house in 1907. And during some seance they had way back when, she said she was happy with how this house is now being used. And she’s friendly. And her presence has been confirmed by the board. I wish she would help me kill these roaches and write the novel. But it’s creeping me out a bit. I think this only happened this week with the advent of the roaches takeover which has made me ultra antsy. Though tonight, there was only one tiny roach and a big roach that ran back into the walls when I came in for the kill.

I am not one to “feel” ghosts. But I feel this one. I can’t describe it. But I’ll be brushing my teeth and it’s clear I’m not alone.

I’m beginning to feel like Sarah Winchester.

So I’m on this totally nocturnal schedule. Where in my freakouts, I am wide awake at night staying up with the ghost and the roaches. Doing computer work. And all sorts of weird crap happens. Like frogs inexplicably appear and throw themselves against the window and breathe. Floorboards creek.

So I’m slowly moving back to a regular sleep schedule. Because being up late at night, I know, can bring this out in a person. Delirium. Cabin Fever.

On a bright note. Here are some video blogs I made right before sunset.

Me talking about how much I love Obama kissing babies.

A tour of the Manasota Key.

This is really bad.

If you were wondering how I am progressing with work.

I made this for my friend Double G who says stuff that sounds psychotic if you say it back slower and more breathy.

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