This whole gay marriage thing has me thinking. I know I should want it. Equal rights. Blah blah blah. The thing is, I'm just starting to expand my circle of friends beyond straight, married couples with children. So now are all the gay ones gonna bore my ass to tears, too? What's that? No, no, I'm not talking about you, dear. You're the exception. I LOVE the scintillating tales of backstabbing drama from your little angel's soccer league.
Added: OK, OK, to all the Married With Children out there (Are you? Out there, I mean?), of course I kid. I'll be the first to admit the strong feelings evoked in me from watching Will and Vince during the Will and Grace finale. Sure, the strongest feeling was the desire to fuck Vince, but I also had a covetous pang about their family unit. Again, not as strong as my covetous pang about Vince's unit, but there was a pang. I could be a good daddy, right?
Confession Added: Alright, I've always had a song picked out for that first wedding dance. Is that so wrong? For the longest time it was Anita Baker's You Bring Me Joy (still LOVE it) but now it's Stevie Wonder's Ribbon In The Sky. Mmmmm.