A friend of mine just found out she may be black. Not like African-American Black…like 1/8th or some smaller percentage. She’s sure it counts any way and she’s embracing the diversity that is now her life. We drank a toast and celebrated her new-found ethnicity. We are cool like that. Of course she still hates gays. Okay…she doesn’t really. In fact, I think she’s got a shirt already for Pride that says “Straight But Not Narrow”.
I thought to myself I have quite an eclectic band of friends. Some funny, some hysterical (Um…that would be you B) and some who love me in spite of my birth defect. I was diagnosed at an early age with asswipeitis. I can’t help myself…it’s a medical condition. Yes, I realize that it hasn’t been certified by a competent doctor but my Bartender is sure the diagnoses was correct. And lets face it I see her more than the doctor and she’s definitely certifiable in her own way.