The Vagina Monoblogues

First of all, thanks to everyone who pointed out my ignorance of the female anatomy. It turns out that piss does not come out of a woman’s vagina, because the urethra is separate from all that other plumbing. Or something. Anyway, Keithers sent me this lovely illustration, which would be enough to make me gay if I weren’t already. Or maybe I’m just saying that because I’m gay.

But enough about vaginas. Please?

Thanks.

Dean took my thoughts on gayspeak and ran with them to places I wish I’d discovered first. As usual, he’s thought about the things I wish I’d thought about and written about them with elegance and intellectual incisiveness. That’s why they pay grad students the big bucks. (Okay, okay, stop laughing! It’s just a saying.)

These two accounts of a chance meeting four years ago absolutely gave me tingles and a whole lot of hope. It makes me think of something that someone’s mother (not mine) once said, and it’s among the best advice ever given: “Go! You might meet someone!”

Finally, Mike has written a quite beautiful and heartfelt entry about Buffalo; I think it’s one of his best blog entries ever.