Yep, I’m Gay

Where are all the gay people?

Is Louisville really the gayest city in Kentucky? I can understand why Somerset isn’t, but why not Lexington? And where was the competition held?

Editor’s Note

You’re ridiculous

If you’re voting for Barack Obama in a couple weeks, you’re ridiculous. 

Don’t you know anything? 

He’s a Muslim. 

And he’s an Arab. 

Francene

Desperation is the mother of necessity

The soundbites from the two situations have been nearly identical: “It is a lot of money, but we have to spend it.” “We don’t have an option.” 

Editor’s Note

Another ghost bike

The ghost bike you may have noticed chained to a tree on Bardstown Road between Baxter and Grinstead is for Jen Futrell.

Fables of the Deconstruction

A boy and his dog

When discussing criticism among bewilderingly interested acquaintances and passersby, I like to make an example of the (imaginary) movie critic whose top 10 includes "Benji," "Lassie Come Home," "Air

Summary of My Discontent

Blackout with your crack out!

On Day Six of the blackout, I finally entered a Wal*Mart but I was so high on my own sanctimonious superiority that my feet didn’t touch the ground, so maybe it didn’t count.

Yep, I’m Gay

News of the Weird

On Aug. 30, just 10 days after being shot during a home invasion, Nakhia Williams died. I didn't learn about this until last Saturday, when I ran into a friend at a potluck. (I brought watermelon.

Editor’s Note

Preaching Politics

“God is a concept by which we measure our pain.” 
  —John Lennon, “God”