My Life - Part Two: Talking and Cheeze

When I was a toddler (2-3yrs), I loved cheeze. My favorite was cottage cheese. I remember this time pretty well. I had long since made a conscious decision to hold off from talking just to see how long I could get away with it. Yes, I do remember making that decision. And I remember when it backfired.
When I was about 3 1/2, my mom got tired of the subborn game. The routine we had at the time was that I let her know that I wanted something with just gestures. In particular, I asked for cheeze in this way. She finally used this my desire for cheeze to try to get me to talk. She refused to give it to me unless I asked for it vocally.
After a couple of unsuccessful attempts to break her stand, I finally gave in and spoke. From that point on, whenever I ask vocally for cheeze, she got it for me.
It didn't take long for me to get so tired of cheeze, that one day, I just stopped eating it. In fact, since then, I can't stand cheeze unless it's cooked into food. I eat (and enjoy) pizza, but can't stand even that if it was too much cheeze. I often pick off particularly thick sections of cheeze from my pizza slices. ...and never order double cheeze for me, thank you.
So, basically, as a toddler, I loved cheeze. I learned to talk, and got so much cheeze because of it that cheeze now disgusts me, for life.

Enumeration of Same-Sex Marriage

Same-Sex Marriage Essay is a good, quick overview of reasons why it is illegal to prevent same-sex marriage. It even makes a great point as to why even a Constitutional Amendment banning same-sex marriage would be illegal since the Constitution prevents itself from contradicting itself.

No trouble this weekend

Sunday, my g/f and I spent the day together. We met up with a friend of hers from out of town later in the evening. We later saw Mean Girls. It was better than I thought it would be. I mean, it’s still about teenager girls in high school, but it was funny and not too sappy. Lorne Michaels produced the movie. Once I found that fact out, I excepted a movie that was going to be more funny than chickflicky. It lived up to expectations.

On Monday, my g/f and I spent the better part of the day preparing for a BBQ at her place for her folks. After all the rushing around, we got the BBQ started at about 6pm. Just in time for her folks to show up at 6:30. The food came out very tasty. The BBQ was surprisingly successful.

Moving

I'm not moving. I'm helping Miriam move. She's get kinda psycho during the moving process, so I'm keeping her sane by imitating her just enough that she realizes what she's doing and gets out of her zone. Otherwise she'll be going nuts...yelling even.

Yes, it's true, I'm helping my friend move over Mermorial Weekend...see what a great guy I am. ;-)

The Spitfire in a race 

General statement about me. :)

For someone that doesn't know me, I can seem to have many contradictions. For someone that does *know* me, I can seem to have even more. However, everything about me makes perfect sense to someone that really knows me. :)