(originally published on November 26, 2012)
One of the mornings at Camp Mighty, I had an hour to kill before the first session. I had just finished breakfast where Nicole had shared with me that the neighborhood right next door had some awesome mid-century modern architecture. Yippee! I was off.
I quickly realized that every person I passed on the street was a gay man. A gay man with a dog. A gay man with a dog who lives in a mid-century modern house. A gay man with a dog who lives in a mid-century modern house with a palm tree in it's yard. And they all were friendly and said hello. Even the ones on their bikes. One even stopped for a conversation with me. It was SURREAL. And joyous. I kept thinking, "I LOVE it here!" The photos that follow speak for themselves. Except for that last one. I shall comment on that.
The font! The screen fence! The sun pouring out from behind it! The mother-effing PALM TREE! To quote one of my least favorite people on the planet, "I die."
Moving plans are in the works.