And the girl on blogger said, 'boy, I wanna warn ya, it'll turn into a tea room blitz'...

So I am luxuriating in our hide-away break room...

(that's the one with the flat-screen, full cable, 'puters, sodas, and whatnot that the Unwashed Masses cannot enter)

So I am in our break room at Job 2.71828182846, and a group of us are watching all the protests about all the ridiculous same-sex marriage shit.  I say ridiculous because WHO IN THE FUCK CARES (in a governmental/legislative sense) WHO YOU HAVE SEX WITH OR MARRY (provided they may reasonably consent).  Butsoanyway.  We're watching this on teh cebbles and one of our little group (which includes a couple gays and one lesbian) start talking about a similar protest that's coming right here to Happy Valley this weekend-ish. 

Because I am surrounded by friends, I raise my fist and shout, 'STONEWALL!  STONEWALL!  YEAH!!' because I'm a funny girl like that.  

I get blank stares.

'Stonewall, Stonewall, ' says our lesbian, 'I don't get it; what's Stonewall?'

'Gott in himmel,' I reply, 'what's Stonewall?  Do you kiss girls with that mouth?'

Sigh.  Please.  Chirrin.  Read.  I heard once somewhere that it's fundamental.  Srsly.  I also heard this thing about being doomed to repeat history, but I forget just how it goes...

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