Jefferson-Jackson Dinner
I bought some orange juice for Brian yesterday so he'd be healthy enough to accompany me to the Jefferson-Jackson dinner. He got mad at me when he found out that I bought Sunny Delight instead of orange juice. I thought they were the same.
The executive director of the State Democratic Party came up to me and told me he enjoys reading my blog. The vice chair of the State party told me to send him the link to my blog so he could start reading it. I'm flabbergasted as to the reasons these people want to read my blog. Is my life that interesting? I don't think it is, but I'm very lucky to have the life I do have. I find it exciting for myself, but not interesting enough for others to read about.
One of my favorite moments from the night involved a lovely woman named Sheryl. When she first saw Brian, she looked at me and said, "He's hot!" While I never look for validation in the hottness that is my boyfriend, it's nice to hear it from others. Brian doesn't have a face that only a boyfriend could love.
We left during the last part of the last speaker and headed over to a "Commitment Expo" that the Hotel Monaco was hosting. We arrive at the tail-end of the expo and there were only a few people there. After looked at what people had to offer, I realized that straight people do weddings much better than the gays. They've done them for thousands of years and are experts.
posted by Jesse @ Friday, May 12, 2006
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2 Comments:
Sometimes people who are lashing out don't realize there's another person on the other end of the lashing. You reminded me of an even more important lesson, consider the feelings of the people to whom you wish to vent your frustrations.
Rather than lashing out at someone, I should have offered to help then - or at least help by keeping myself under control. I am embarased that I didn't have the decorum to handle the situation more appropriately at the time. I almost hope someone takes their frustrations out on me next week so that I can see if I can live up to your example of handling the situation.
Year's ago, at the 1993 March on Washington, of which I was a member of the planning committee, the volunteers that were suppose to be organizing the marchers were not, shall we say, doing an effective job. A number of delagations were out of control and the volunteers didn't know how to handle the situation. Rather than throw our hands up and lash out at them, a few members of the planning committee and myself decided to lend a hand. I should have remembered my experience in the past and acted positively.
Thank you, Jesse, for setting an example for others to look up to.
Maybe your life is interesting to me because I care about you Jesse. Your a great Democrat, and Meg says your the sheet!
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