License Plate WTF?
I wonder if the woman driving this car actually thought about this before requesting it from the BMV?


I'm a 45 year old gay bear living in Columbus, Ohio with my partner of 12 years.
I'm in the fifth year of my second career (Nursing) after many years of experience in the corporate world.
Here's Steve, the love of my life....

And here's our four legged child, Dakota:

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I wonder if the woman driving this car actually thought about this before requesting it from the BMV?

Memorial day has come and gone, and even though I had to work Saturday and Sunday, we still managed to have a good time for part of he weekend. Saturday the 24th was my husband's 40th birthday, so we celebrated in bits and pieces during the entire weekend.
Friday night, we met our friends Devon and Joe for sushi at our new favorite japanese restaurant, Kobe.
After many plates of sushi, and a few bottles of Asahi Dry, we rolled ourselves over to Best Buy for a stroll through the electronic goodness.
Devon and Joe
Steve. Who would be 40 in just a few hours.

An Empty Glass. How Tragic.
As I mentioned, I had to work Saturday and Sunday, but Steve met me for lunch on Saturday, and after I got home, there was birthday cake to be eaten. For his birthday, I got Steve the accessory kit for the new digital SLR camera he picked up earlier in the day. I wish I could have bought him the camera, but things are still a little tight financially, at least until a couple of bills get paid off later this year.
Having the two people interviewing you for a new job high five each other after you give an answer to an interview question is a GOOD thing right?
The house next door to us is empty now. The family that had lived there for the last 3 and a half years moved out over the weekend. There had never been a for sale sign posted, or a realtor's key box on the front door, so I assume (and I hope that I am wrong) that they were another casualty in the sub-prime mortgage mess that seems to have hit Ohio particularly hard.
We didn't know them well, but there seemed like nice people: A mom, dad and three kids ranging in age from teen to toddler. I would see the teenage daughter every day as I walked Dakota, and she walked to the school bus stop at the end of the street to wait for her little sister to get off the bus and walk her home. The little girl would always smile and say hello to Dakota when she saw him. They are good kids, and I hope that moving isn't too traumatic for them.
I waved at the mom as they were moving things out of the house on Saturday. We exchanged good mornings, but after that I was not sure what else to say. "So, I see you're moving..." just didn't seem appropriate. especially when we never really talked much, other than the occasional "Hello" when seeing each other outside.

Steve and I are going to see Eddie Izzard at the Palace Theater tonight. He's one of my favorite comics and I'm looking forward to seeing him live for the first time.
UPDATE:
The show was fantastic! Nearly a sold out crowd, which I didn't expect considering that everyone I mentioned it to had no idea who Eddie Izzard was. Since Columbus is at the beginning of the tour, you could tell that he was still working on the material a bit and was trying some bits out for the first time. All in all, it was a great show, and I'd recommend seeing him if the tour hits your area.

Just WRONG.. so very very wrong! I mean really, as if Clamato isn't an unholy alliance of flavors to begin with, but to combine it with cheap beer?
I'm afraid.. very afraid..