No longer ‘just a fag’
When I heard last Wednesday that Judge Vaughn Walker had invalidated Proposition 8 as a violation of my civil rights, he didn’t just say I... Read more →
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Fathers shouldn’t leave home
Sitting before me is a man, a father, a provider of love to his children. He has soothed scraped knees, taught bike riding, and changed wet bed... Read more →
An easy ride on the bus
Last week, I wrote about the horrific parking situation near the Third Street Promenade. Being a California boy, I’m not big on public... Read more →
Change for the bus, mister?
I’m scared. It’s been said that if you build it, they will come. But what wasn’t said was where they were going to park. In about... Read more →
Acting school the reel deal
I’m pretty skeptical when people start talking to me about their businesses. As a divorce lawyer, I’ve attended tons of chamber of... Read more →
Sign on the dotted line
I sent out a press release this past week. I offered to give NFL quarterback Kyle Boller a free pre-nuptial agreement, prior to his marriage to that... Read more →
The path to acceptance
This week marks the end of what has become globally Gay and Lesbian Pride Month. It started out, a long, long time ago (at least in gay years!) in... Read more →
We have to go back to go forward
Bustles and bonnets. Top hats and spats. Chamber pots and rotary phones. What do these things have in common? They have all gone the way of the horse... Read more →
Spartan thoughts on Father’s Day
I never really knew my father. Well, let me be clearer. I know who he was. He lived with me until I was 12, and then I lived with him on summer... Read more →
Make love, not war on the boob tube
Men are such beasts. At least, that is the conventional wisdom. We are considered to be smelly, brutish, crude creatures who know only the... Read more →
How to fight a lying client
I had lunch last week with a friend at The Lazy Daisy cafe. He’d been through the wringer over a child custody case and shared with me his... Read more →
Cheeseburgers with a side of respect
It’s that weekend again. The one where we barbecue lots of burgers, work on our tans, enjoy the bounty that Wal-Mart has to offer and bask in... Read more →
Look passed the cleavage
Boobies, ta tas, hooters, bongos. You know what I’m talking about. We likely have as many euphemisms for the female breasts as there are nouns... Read more →
When accidents happen
“I want you to keep it local.” That’s what my editor says. I do my best, but the problem is that sometimes, and with increasing... Read more →
Taking the Godfather’s advice
I was called a fag again. Actually, it was something much worse but I don’t want to have to subject you to such hatred. It was jarring to me... Read more →
