Thanks Mom & Dad

My last post blamed my parents for my current funk. While that probably isn't their fault, keeping me away from great gay cinema is -- probably part of their up-until-now secret attempt to jam me back in to the closet.

Every year, the fam goes on vacation. We go to Aruba. I essentially get a Big Lots vacation -- I just pay my airfare and sleep on the sofa for 2 weeks.

I just noticed that every year, our trip seems to coincide with Outfest, Los Angeles' Gay & Lesbian film festival. This year, I'll miss the West Side Story sing-a-long. So, while I may feel pretty, o' so pretty, I certainly won't get to feel gay!