I was going to write a whole post about the Obama stance on gay marriage, but I’ll just sum it up in one sentence:

History will look back at this period when people actually got angst about this the same way we look at women or blacks voting, i.e. how is it even possible this wasn’t allowed?

It’s basic civil rights.

There’s a related conversation to be had about angst over whether that was a “smart political move” for the President or not, but I’m probably way too anti-political to have it.

Someone saying the right thing because it’s the right thing shouldn’t be questioned. Go see Captain America again and rethink your stance.

If you disagree re: gay marriage, it’s your right to do so, but history and common sense isn’t on your side. Find a more productive crusade.

Much more writable today is my personal issue with my bathroom garbage can, pictured in this post.

You’ll note the empty toilet paper roll, which I removed and put in the (covered) kitchen garbage after taking this photo.

Why?

Anyone that knows me well is aware I’m not that great about bodily functions. Something just sets me askew.

On the extreme end, not only can I not watch surgery shows, but even hearing about surgery will make me feel like I’ll throw up. I had a surgery a few years back and started to pass out as the doctor explained the procedure.

(That doctor ended up giving me what I refer to as an inadvertent nose job, but that’s a story for another time.)

In the end, I assume everyone is like this, and wouldn’t want visitors to think I’m actually going to the bathroom in my bathroom. The empty roll would be clear evidence, and thus it was hidden.

I’ll be on Twitter later – right now I have to get Allef into his Captain America costume.

Do you like The Avengers.