Many of you have seen Hawt Donut on IG's Vox. I recently informed her that The Donuts had purchased season tickets to my College Basketball Games. It is very difficult to get clear photos of The Donuts. Like Big Foot or Nessie they are a crafty bunch. They get awfully nervous when you turn around in your seat and take 40 pictures of them with a flash. Subtlety is not my strong suit. With that being said I bring you The Donuts. Just the grown ups. The Munchkins were left at home because it was a school night. Vanderbilt beat U of Southern Alabama in Double Overtime. The Lady Dores Beat Duke last night. One of the biggest upsets in Women's Collegiate Basketball history. GO DORES!!!! Being a member of The Commodore Spirit Association I try my best to support our Dores. Basketball, Tennis, Golf, Baseball and Bowling are easy to support because we win. Football, well. If we go to a Bowl Game it will be the Toilet Bowl. Go Dores anyhow. Hows that for Commodore Spirit.
The Donuts
Jelly looks quite a bit like Michael Moore. Hawt, well I think the name says it all. I tried desperately to get a few close pics. I am sure the Donuts have never had Papparazzi chase them through a stadium but I went Commando and snapped away risking personal injury to get the story, A Vox exclusive. Hawt can let out a Whoop whoop whoop like nobodies business. I am waiting for a televised SEC Championship game because I am certain they will come shirtless and painted Gold and Black. Go DONUTS!!!!
College: Pet Insurance Yes, Gay Partner Insurance No
by 365Gay.com Newscenter Staff
Posted: November 27, 2007 - 5:00 pm ET
(Palm Beach, Florida) After rejecting a proposal earlier this year to provide health benefits to the same-sex domestic partners of its employees Palm Beach Community College has decided to offer workers insurance for their pets.
Anyone who works for the college would be able to enroll in the pet insurance plan, through Veterinary Pet Insurance. It would cost employees between $22 and $28 per month for dogs and $15 to $18 per month for cats.
The plan will come into effect on January 8.
LGBT civil rights group the Palm Beach County Human Rights Council called the decision an outrage coming just months after the college's Board of Trustees deadlocked on domestic partner benefits.
"While many pet owners consider their dogs and cats part of their families, there is a basic disconnect when an employer will insure an employee's pet but not an employee's partner," Deidre Newton, a PBCC alumnus who is now vice president of the human rights council, told the Sun-Sentinel.
Last August a proposal to provide domestic partner benefits died when the trustees deadlocked in a 2-2 vote.
Partner benefits would not cost the college any additional money. It pays only the premiums for employees. Under the current scheme workers pay the added premium for spouses or children. The domestic partner proposal would have mirrored that - making gay and lesbian employees responsible for paying the added premium costs.
When the board deadlocked the trustees asked staff to collect more information on the potential impact of the benefits and another vote is expected in 2008 to add the benefits the following year.
Still the human rights council says taking up pet insurance now was highly insensitive.
"The only distinction I can see is one covers human beings in committed relationships, and the other covers animals in committed relationships," said council president Rand Hoch.
A majority of the nation’s largest corporations, and a growing number of universities and colleges provide health insurance for domestic partners of employees.
©365Gay.com 2007
Not since Turtle, Clamchop, Felephant, or Chippy has Tater taken to a new toy as well as she has to Skinny. Her new best friend from Robbbiedobbbie. If you call them by name she will walk over and pick them up. She has been known to watch TV with Turtle on her head. For hours. She loves toys more than food. Unusual for our house.
I love babies !
Just clearing my "awful" folder before the holidays. I promise to keep it nice or Santa will skip our house for the 47th straight year in a row. The good news is I have been too busy to gather a whole bunch. Let's get this out of the way, shall we. I am taking a nap now. I will try to be better for the rest of the season. Promise. I suggest you do the same.
I am just floored at what you have sent on behalf of my local Pet Rescue. I strongly suspect they have never experienced this much generosity. I wasn't sure what to expect. I thought a padded envelope or two might show up with a few rawhide bones and a few catnip mice but I have gotten boxes of wonderful things and I am sure they will be overjoyed when they get them Christmas Eve. I still have a few weeks to gather more stuff and since they have such a hard time getting anything they will be as floored as I am at your generosity. I am thinking I may have a truckload once I add some big bags of food.
I have an idea and maybe one of you may have more insight. I thought I could go to carpet places and see if they have carpet samples with the bound edges. They usually throw them out. I thought they might be good for pens since it has been colder out and many of the floors are cold concrete. Does that sound like something they could wash? I don't want to call the rescue because I want it to be a big surprise for them. My hope is to pull up with a truckload of stuff and take some pressure off a few of the people that spend so much of their own time and money on this project.
Any other ideas are totally welcome. You all know as much as I do about this.
I want to give a special shout out to snoringKatZ, Cranky Pants, and Robbbiedobbbie who have made me cry repeatedly with their generous gifts. These are those random acts of kindness we all hear so much about. They have eached raised the bar for me. They have made the possibilities seem endless for me. One small act at a time and before we know it we have conquered another thing that makes a huge difference for humanity.
God bless the beasts and the children. To me there is no difference with the exception that the kids stand a far better chance of at least getting fed everyday. I thank you all for your kindness. Christmas has come early in Nashville.
This is real. I snapped this in the Parking Lot of our Maternity Hospital. I guess it is just "Baby on Board" in longhand. Dad probably handed out exploding cigars. They will make the baby kill it's own food.
Howdy y'all from the Deep South.
It looks like most of us will be home for the holidays. Our own homes with our own smaller families rather than all gathered in herds or clusters. Funny thing though, we all have so many memories of countless holidays together. At least us older kids.
Tonight I am making Strawberry Bavarian, an old Gramma Hart recipe. I remember it from Grove place but then also from the farm. It can't possibly taste as good as it would after running around the fields all day, or swimming in the river, or climbing in the hayloft. I won't bake the ham she always baked, or make those extra thick mashed potatoes she always did. I remember a cheesecake also that Aunt Theresa made. Orange zest in the crust Cheesecake.
I don't have many of the things I remember growing up but I have a family I love and I will only get to share the holiday with my southern relatives. I think I've spent as much time with them as I've spent away from you Yankees and Westerners. We have all the regions of the country covered and that makes gathering a bit tough. But we do sometimes. Maybe too often in the past few years to send each other off to our destinies and on to better places we hope.
But nothing ever takes away memories. Once they've happened they are ours to keep. Now, in our family, the stories do tend to change with age but they are so much better today than when they actually happened. A stranger could ask each of us to describe the same event and they would get no accounts that came close to resembling each other. That's how I know we are all related. It's the Seaman gene and many of us have extensive dominant ones.
When I mention to people that my Uncle wore a blonde wig, had a pet monkey, and drove a pink VW bus I am never at a loss for an audience. We have been known to gather crowds while telling a story or two and I include mostly the males in our family. Our female gene is the sigh, arm cross and the eyeroll. Just as prevailant. My hope is that each of us enjoy whatever we all do today.
There aren't many days in my life that at least one of you doesn't pop into my head in one form or another. I stopped doing stuff because I just don't have any memory left. My biggest fear is that I will start farting in front of people. Or perhaps going to the store in my slippers. I am getting crusty I guess. "When I was you're age we listened to decent music. Not this crap". You see where I am going. Or, a favorite amoungst my siblings and as dad would always say simply "BULLSHIT".
What's nice is that we all have so many of these memories and some we share with all but others just with some. We have finally taken the turn again where we are producing more of us then we are losing. Full circle and to those of you who are carrying the torch and passing along traditions to your kids and now grandkids I wish you all the joy and happiness in the world. You will be to them what our Grandparents, parents and other oldsters were to us. Pretty darn cool. As fo me, luckily I threw responsibility out the window and continue to wander the planet a rude, spoiled, teenager trapped in a geezer's body.
May your Thanksgiving be rich and meaningful. We have but a short time left to enjoy each other, our history, our future. I can't wait to see each and every one of you in July for our Family Gathering in New York.
Crap, when was the last time we got together where everyone attending was standing up.
Until then my family,
Myke and Kevin
Good night little kitty. Please don't shred my ears when I lay my head on that pillow.
