You wanted to take me out on the rowboat.
It was a small aluminum cesspool for spiders and other unwanted critters. We flipped it over on the dock, and a giant red spider went careening over the seat.
You promised you would kill it and, would I get the bug spray while you found the proper instrument?
After those were both acquired and put to good use, we dropped to boat on the water and discussed the best way to 1) get in the boat and 2) get the boat far enough away from the dock to start our journey.
It was decided that we would walk it out. Standing mid-calf deep we pushed it out while the muck enveloped our toes.
We teetered in and I thought we would for sure tip over, but you steadied the vessel and one more crisis was averted.
I picked up your now coated in mud beer can and held it and tried to clean it off for you while you tried to set the oars in place. I drank some for you too.
I then felt these nerves start to creep in, did you know how to row? Would we have to swim the boat back? Would we make it back in time to actually get a slice of pizza for dinner?! But I said none of these thoughts and drank a few more sips of beer.
We paddled out, smiling all the while, hoping we were sending our trust through our shining teeth.
We struggled at first, I with no control of our destination, and you with the mechanics of getting a broken oar to work.
We circled about, I growing impatient to be in the water but you asked me to stay while you practiced. So I did.
We then devised a system, I could help by telling you which direction to go. You started to alternate your oars to stay the course much easier.
We moseyed on into the dock, climbing out precariously and walking into the desired position. WE HAD DONE IT!
I reached under an oar to hand over what was now mostlymybeer to you. As I leaned back the oar smacked me in the head.
Cest la vie.
You win and then an oar smacks you in the head. You dock your boat and we walk into shore. We live to tell the story.
The former is love.
-Memorial Day 2012-
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The Green Lantern Is Gay
It’s time to tally up the betting pools and start paying out: If you picked Green Lantern as DC Comics surprise gay character you won. But depending on who was making your odds, you probably didn’t win much. As far as the speculation goes, the Green Lantern had been the favorite, mostly because rumors sourced to those in the know had been making their way around the Web for days saying as much.
At DC’s own blog, Alex Nagorski says the newly reimagined Alan Scott experienced “a traumatic event [that] will serve as the catalyst for him assuming his superhero identity as The Green Lantern.”
[Image: DC Comics]](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m4xzziNmRV1qcokc4o1_250.jpg)
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