Babygirl, unpack yr sweaters and get FABULOUS in FALL gay homo queer &c 2012

Actually, there are certain types of cake I fuck with, like coffee cake or pineapple upside-down, but all the types of cake people think of when you just say "cake", naaaaaaahhhh

How do we feel about pie?

key lime and maaaaaaaybe apple.

PIE TIL I DIE

cupcakes are not 'children's food' they are individual servings ffs

^^^

i have a PIE EATERS CLUB pin on my bag

i should make apple crisp

only as an adult have i come around to the pleasures of pie, i had serious trouble with the concept of HOT FRUIT for a long time

you can eat a cupcake with yr bare hards, try eating yr pie like that

was taking about hair pie tee hee

I eat pie barehanded all the time.

cupcakes are not 'children's food' they are individual servings ffs

― real men have been preparing manly dishes for centuries (elmo argonaut), Wednesday, October 31, 2012 1:51 PM Bookmark Flag Post Permalink

last time I ate a cupcake I was like 8, dawg, and I don't intend to change that

Even the worst forms of pie (mincemeat, banana cream) are 100% classic

Tarts, too. I don't care if they're cute or what, that hard French pastry shell rules

http://www.lemonmeringue.com/images/im_desserts/lemon_blueberry_tart.jpg

sorry that your adult tastes preclude the delights of cake, rev, yr loss iirc

I didn't like cake when I was a kid either.

My parents very quickly learned to give me pies for my birthday cause I wouldn't eat my own cake.

oh god you guys i love dessert so crazy much. i even like the apparently much-derided cupcake (had half of a good red velvet one yesterday)

― these wilburys taste like wilburys (donna rouge), Wednesday, October 31, 2012 8:08 AM (6 hours ago) Bookmark Flag Post Permalink

^^the salient point here, the rest is just narcissism of small deserts imo

I MEAN DESSERTS

but come to think of it i've always hated the gobi, ever since i was a child

it's a sandbox that just can't get over itself

endorheic more like endorkheic

nice d/n matt :D

lol

lol thank you for coining it. i am but a pilferer.

i'm glad that i have started this conversation re: desserts.

thing is, i actually LOVE cupcakes. and cake. and tarts. and pies. and cookies.

but i don't like the twee-ness of cupcakes, or the fact that there is a fancy cupcake shop every other damn corner in san francisco. in other words, cupcakes are delicious, but they have come to represent all that is awful and full of gentrification in my mind.

and cookies? i don't want no argentinean salted raspberry ginger thing. i want chocolate chip, or even a fucking snickerdoodle, the most loathed of all cookies.

anyway, cheers to all of you and your preferred desserts.

i am going as a sailor tonight.

who are these maniacs who loathe snickerdoodles?!

yeah wtf

I basically approve of anything that acts as a vessel for cinnamon.

a lot of people hate them. i love them.

i will say they are a bit of a pain to make but that is like 1/4 of a strike against such a buttery, cinnamon-y delicious treat

damn it now i want to bake, let's all live in a gingerbread house lewdly spattered with icing

i think i still have leaf lard in the freezer that is super for crusts but WHAT DO I PUT INSIDE. there are so many options.

Oof! Something about this time of year!

Visiting my parents to watch my niece trick or treat, Dad and I managed to get in a violent political argument. He's a small business owner intelligent enough to acknowledge (many times) how Reagan's deregulatory policies fucked the airline industry and have reduced his business, thirty years after those policies took affect, to ashes ("I've got five years left," this sixty-one-year old said). Yet Obama is Beelzebub and must be driven out of office. Every time I raised a point he cut me off and dismissed it as irrelevant. "If you think your employer is screwing you, find another job" distills his beliefs. Some people deserve to belong, some don't. It is, as I've said here and elsewhere, the ethos of the self-made man -- the person who has no sympathy for any mortal who didn't rise from rags as definitively as he.

When he said, in front of my bewildered and embarrassed brother in law, "So I take it you voted for Obama," I explained why I did now as opposed to 2008 when I left the prez field blank: the stimulus saved hundreds of university jobs, I've got friends with pre-existing conditions with access to private insurance now, and as a gay man he's encouraged my independence of movement. He turned purple. He said "fuck you" and it's my "choice" to want to live this way despite the president's "extra-constitutional" (his words) attempts to make things bearable for me. "So have the last four years changed nothing?" I asked (it's been four years since I came out). "No," he said firmly. Whereupon I shook my bro in law's hand, said "Have a nice life!" and walked out.

I'm not given to spiritual confessions of any sort, whether here or on my blog or on Twitter, but it was a relief to have things spelled out so monochromatically. I suspected this confrontation was coming; here it was. It was an exchange of such ugliness that it's made it easier to walk away without regret. No tears shed on my part -- it had to happen. Amazing, though, that exactly four years ago, on the eve of another election, we had a similar confrontation over sexuality and politics...and the results were the same. I'm thinking the only hope now is to wait for a phone call and a plenary session.

Meanwhile I'm blasting Kendrick Lamar and going to my lover's apartment in a bit.

I post this here only to know whether I did the right thing. I cringe too that I've been so confessional. Sorry, guys!

dangling modifier in first sentence!

god alfred, i'm sorry. you did the right thing.

sometimes i wonder if families are anything more than a crucible for perpetuating bigotry and distorted worldviews

Jesus Christ, Alfred, that is totally horrible and awful. I don't think situations like that present a binary of "right thing"/"wrong thing" but I definitely agree with others in that what you did was one of the better things you could have done. How is your mom going to react to all of this?

shit, alfred

hey btw i'm in miami, let's try and grab a drink or two... saturday night (later) might be best for me but i'll get in touch

i don't wanna be all like "i check in on the gay thread" but i'm really sorry alfred, don't know what else you could have done. really feeling the post by clouds re: family, and my family is mostly harmless.

If I could meet some of you all halfway in the middle ... exchanging some of my parents' all-consuming tolerance for some of your libidos.

That sucks but also sounds oddly uplifting, Alfred. I hope you bit off the end of an onion at him on your way out.

Alfred you are a man

Hmm.

I think it's sad and telling that an argument over Obama and labour politics turns into this. I wonder what is at the root of what here.

You did the right thing, though (that said, I'm hoping yr niece wasn't witness to any of this). Just sucks that it had to happen. And as for being too confessional, I thought that's what we did here!

sorry you had to go through that Alfred. Nobody like that in my family, at least that I ever see or know of.

Some of you will have to change your attitude about desserts when you pass 40. And the rest I curse.

Had 5 trick or treaters, I gave out all but one of my fun-size Twix bars. (3 each)

You guys are sweet. No, niece had gone home with tired mom a while before: just Dad, bro in law, and I smoking and drinking wine.

My parents are actually delicious company! Avoid sex and politics though.

sarge, that'd be cool.

alfred you definitely did the right thing, and it'll be beneficial in the long run, even if it feels like a shock now. a status quo of awkwardly not mentioning things is easy but not very satisfactory and more stressful than you think; sometimes you need a catalyst, a bombshell to lay your cards on the table and deliver a needed ultimatum. a bit of personal experience there: i had a similar status quo going on whereby my being gay was just Not Acknowledged; i always knew this would need to be shattered at some point, and i knew what my position would be, but it's hard to actually do that until forced into it. my parents now know that they either accept and acknowledge it or they will not see me again, and i am 100% prepared to cut them off for good. the ball is in their court.

sometimes i wonder if families are anything more than a crucible for perpetuating bigotry and distorted worldviews

― happy little (clouds), Thursday, November 1, 2012 2:24 AM (9 hours ago) Bookmark Flag Post Permalink

^^i feel this

. a status quo of awkwardly not mentioning things is easy but not very satisfactory and more stressful than you think; sometimes you need a catalyst, a bombshell to lay your cards on the table and deliver a needed ultimatum.

That's why I was so relieved! No tears shed. A sort of clarity.

xpost I disagree sharply with that post.

yeah. families are different. sometimes even the same ones at different times.

there also comes an age when you are responsible for your own worldview.

i dunno. i am probably just projecting (even though my family is not an extreme example).

kind of agree w/ marx that at the least, our conception of the family unit would change drastically in an actually equal society.