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From the Department of Not On: Political ad claims opponent is gay.

I just.... it's an interesting situation because it's happening in the GOP, and my stance on outing is that if you publicly support anti-gay causes, media and/or legislation and it turns out you're queer and in the closet, you are fair game. Otherwise, not our business. Now, I don't know what this guy's stance on various gay topics is, but since he's running for office as a Republican, it's conceivable I might be okay with him being outed for hypocrisy if it turns out he is both gay and a hypocrite. On the other hand, he's being accused of being gay by _another_ Republican who's message seems to be "don't vote for this guy because homosexuals are untrustworthy creeps who have icky sex." UGH! What a mess.

The Other Side of Sadness

I am wearing a jacket my parents got me for the holidays that is _very_ Martha Jones.

Ordered stud set for tux which is not here yet (starting to freak out, because if I need alterations I need TIME to get them done).

jonquil links us to the latest update on security procedure changes for flights. Looks like that crap about the blankets and the use of electronics in-flight has been lifted. Still, if you're flying into the US from another country, expect ill-trained strangers to touch you. I have no idea what the current state of affairs is for domestic flights.

Little Kitty Story of the Day: Little Kitty and the Fruitless Commute.

When I lived in Gramercy Park, there was one day when she got out of the apartment and went into the open elevator so I called down to the doorman, and was like "my cat's in the elevator, stop her! I'll be right down!" But the doorman just turned her around, hit the button for my floor and then LIttle Kitty got back out of the elevator and came home.

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LOL!!! She just wanted to see the lobby!

My friend Nina had a cat Isis who was fond of getting out of her apartment. Not that she would go far. It was mostly just a chase game. There was one time I was over and I chased Isis down the hall. She would look back and if I was too far behind her, she would stop and wait for me to almost catch up before taking off again.

But Nina was worried she'd get in the elevator. Never happened. The closest to that was once, when I was up to NYC for vacation (before I moved back), Isis got out when Nina and I came back to her place. There was a knock on the door after we'd been back a few minutes. Nina answered it and an arm came in with Isis attached. She was a bit ticked off because we did not play chase with her.