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1986.

Fall of 1986. Freshman year at SUNY Fredonia. Doc’s. Jamestown, New York. The first time I stepped foot into a gay bar, this song was playing.

This song remained in my playlist until the very last night I DJ’d at a bar. If I ever DJ again, it will be heard. For now, I share it on my blog.

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Heckler.

This is an intelligent discussion on health care system? By the way, I’m referring to the heckler in the background.

I don’t believe in health care for me but I believe that everyone is entitled to health care. I haven’t paid a huge amount of attention to the debate. I need to start educating myself. If this woman is typical of what is out there and how some Americans are acting at these Town Hall meetings then I feel nothing quite a bit of embarrassment and outrage at what’s going on. Of course I realise this is an extreme. At least I hope it is.

I love my country, but our friends to the North are looking mighty inviting again.

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Explanation.

Them: So what did you do this weekend?

Me: As scantily clad slave boys served me (non-alcoholic) drinks, I watched as naked men and women danced with fire coming out of their mouths. Then I drank wheat grass.

Them: If you didn’t want to say what you did, you just had to say so.

Me: Okay.