Vote NO to prevent gay moonshine!

I tend to avoid writing about politics on here, primarily because it makes me feel all icky, and it always gets worse toward the end of October/beginning of November. Consider the aftermath of Hurricane Sandy:

Ohio and Florida are considered swing states for this election. The presidential candidate who wins their electoral votes is likely to get elected. Then Hurricane Sandy hammered the East Coast at the beginning of the week. President Barack Obama could have kept campaigning, but he took a detour and did his presidential duty, focusing his attention on areas that will likely need governmental assistance to recover.

Chris Christie, a staunch Republican who gave a speech at the Republican National Convention, is the governor of New Jersey, one of the states that got hammered. People are labeling Christie as a traitor because he wants to help the citizens of his state: he’s accepting aid from the Democratic President Obama.

In other words, these two guys (who happen to be politicians) are showing concern for victims of a major natural disaster and some people are mad at them because of it. Like I said, it makes me feel icky.

But the reason I started writing this is because of something that’s going to be on my ballot in just a few days. There are two major amendments for Minnesota’s Constitution being proposed and I don’t like either of them, but the one I find more upsetting is the “Recognition of Marriage” amendment.

Here’s the specific wording that will be on the ballot: “Shall the Minnesota Constitution be amended to provide that only a union of one man and one woman shall be valid or recognized as a marriage in Minnesota?”

My first objection is that the Constitution should not be used to take away people’s rights. Period. It’s meant to protect us from the government, from abuses of power, and generally from ourselves. The only amendment of the U.S. Constitution that took away its citizens’ rights was the 18th, the prohibition of alcohol, and I’m sure it would have worked perfectly if not for all that “people making moonshine and the underground alcohol trade” stuff.

Thus, less than 15 years later, the 21st Amendment was enacted, repealing the 18th Amendment. The only amendment to remove power from people—the power to get liquored up, vomit on your neighbor’s front porch and pass out—was eliminated. But now some people want to do it here in Minnesota. They want to take away people’s rights. They want to grab our Constitution, wipe their asses with it, then tell us that the giant smear that’s been added is an improvement.

Aside from how the Constitution shouldn’t remove people’s rights, my second objection is that proponents of the Amendment never mention one important thing: gay marriage is already illegal in Minnesota. Can’t do it. If a gay couple wants to get married, they have to leave the state.

Instead of mentioning its illegality, they talk about how if the Amendment doesn’t pass, teachers will tell their students about gay marriage, make them choose to be gay and cause the universe to erupt in a gigantic ball of fire. Okay, maybe not the last one, but if that’s their rationale, if the proponents of the amendment are right about how teachers will say this illegal activity is okay, then it’ll only be a matter of time before chemistry teachers tell students how to make meth in their bathtubs.

So that’s a really quick summary of my opposition to the amendment: the Constitution shouldn’t be used to take away people’s rights and it’s unnecessary because it’s preventing something that already can’t be done. You might agree with me, you might not, but please remember when you vote on November 6th that any amendments to the Constitution should be written in ink, not bullshit.

NaBloWriMo, 2012: Ready……GO!!!

Much like last year, I’m throwing my hat into the mix for National Blog Writing Month (NaBloWriMo). And as an extra source of abuse, I’ll be writing on 750words.com every day. Why? Good question.

Part of my brain was tempted to join the novel-writing collective: NaNoWriMo. However, it’s a verrrrry tiny part. I’ve written random short stories in the past and that’s what they’ve been: short stories. I’m not sure if my brain is capable of pulling off a large-scale effort with a decent plot line, engaging characters, something that doesn’t involve too many poop jokes… I’m not sure if I’d be able to pull it off.

However! I don’t need to hold myself to those restrictions. I plan to spewing the proper amount of drivel on 750words.com to reach the minimum requisite for NaNoWriMo (50,000 words, so an average entry of 1666 words a day), but with random thoughts, narratives, etc. Nothing specific, just writing. To know that I can write that many words in a month sounds pretty awesome.

Admittedly, there’s a high likelihood that what ends up on that website will be drivel, so I decided to make these two sources distinct. Write at least semi-decent blog entries here every day, then I can copy and paste these words (even if it’s only a few sentences) into the collective mess that is my daily effort on the other site.

I like the sound of it, but we’ll have to see what happens. In the meantime, I’ve just decided that I should write in here first because my brain is already glazing over. I’m not entirely sure that what I’ve been writing here makes a whole lot of sense, but after pounding out 2100 words already today, I’m on the verge of not caring too much and that’s not fair to you. It’s not fair to me. It’s not fair to life, the universe and everything. Plus it might make me cry if I read this in a couple hours. Normally, I take time to reread and edit my blog entries in extremely intricate detail, adjusting minor word choices and everything. Right now, I just want to avoid too many spelling errors.

So that’s the plan: write a blog entry every day for NaBloWriMo, then write my daily entry in 750words.com, the combination of which should push me past the minimum length of NaNoWriMo: 50,000 words. If I manage to accomplish all that, it’ll be awesome and I’ll totally deserve a pat on the back. Thankfully, I’ll be able to do that even if my eyes have glazed over.

I’m 36 for really real now!

Honestly, my brain kinda glazed over being 35. That has nothing to do with my state of consciousness in the last year or how many donuts I’ve eaten since last October 19th, but it never quite sank in. I remember bowling with a group of people this summer and one girl was sure she was the oldest one there. I disagreed, then said I was 36. “Well, I’m turning 36 in a couple months…”

Maybe it’s because part of me thinks 62 is cooler than 7 x 5—I’ve got a little bit of math geek in me—but it feels like I’ve been attached to 36 for a long time instead of embracing the entirety of age 35. As things stand, here I am, not dead yet, but getting older every second. The only consolation I can think of at the moment? I don’t have to worry about remembering “in a couple months” anymore.

Crazy sweeps the competition!

If you go back and look at “Crazy” posts in the last few years, you’ll see a handful of entries about how my little brother Justin and Team WEDALI have kicked some major adventure racing ass. Well, they can’t accomplish much more than they have in the last two weeks:

In 2012, WEDALI became the first team to win both the USARA National and the Checkpoint Tracker Championships.

(Admittedly, this is only Checkpoint Tracker’s third championship race, but given that WEDALI won it last year and this year, that’s pretty damn impressive.)

So pretty much all I can say at this point is… wow. And congratulations to Justin, his wife Molly and all of Team WEDALI!

Just for fun, here’s a video of the team crossing the finish line this morning (and I’m proud to say that yes, that’s my little brother dropping his bike and cackling wildly… I can’t imagine why people might think we’re related).