Thank you email, like I didn’t fucking know.
I know right? Ugh. I’m so sick of Great Lakes blowing up my inbox.
So, I paint my nails pretty regularly these days. I also work as a barista/cashier pretty regularly these days. A few weeks back, I had a customer come in, a fairly typical, sheltered, suburban soccer mom, and she ordered a latte from me. She saw my brightly colored nails and said, “Wow, you’re so brave! My son asked me about painting his nails, and if it’s okay for boys to do that. Now I’ll tell him there’s a cool guy who does it too!” It was a nice moment, very cute.
Then, last week, she came in again, and said, “Hey, I’m so glad you’re here! I want you to meet someone!” She then brings her son forward, and says, “Okay sweetie, show him what you did!” And he throws his hands up, showing off his bright, sparkling blue nails. He shows them off, and I show mine off to him. He smiles. We fist bump.
Guys, I’ve only wanted to cry once at work before, and that was when someone ordered a large dry soy cappuccino on ice.
This time, though. This was a good cry.
George Takei responds to “traditional” marriage fans.
George Takei is flawfree.
Feel Alive Again, a fanmix inspired by Elim Garak, Julian Bashir, and the time they spent together on Deep Space Nine.
Canvas by Imogen Heap
Carnival of Rust by Poets of the Fall
Lebanese Blonde by Thievery Corporation
Star-Crossed Lovers by De/Vision
The World Can Wait by Over the Rhine
So Much is Lost by Paradise Lost
Ever Fallen in Love by Thea Gilmore
Resolution (Rewound) by Thievery Corporation