Susan and Missy performing their Futures pattern (similar to USDF Dressage tests) at the 2010 CalNet Championship Horse Show for Riders with Disabilities at the Los Angeles Equestrian Center in Burbank, CA. This is their first year competing in the Advanced Trot division - Susan and all the volunteers & coaches who worked so hard to get to this point should all be extraordinarily proud of their collective achievements - kudos to Susan & T.H.E. Center, I wish I’d never moved away.

Susan and Missy in the Equitation class (Advanced Trot division) on Saturday at CalNet, State Championship for riders with disabilities, at the Los Angeles Equestrian Center in Burbank, CA.

Susan warming up Missy before their Advanced Trot Equitation class on Saturday at CalNet, State Championship for riders with disabilities (Los Angeles Equestrian Center, Burbank, CA).

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Johnny’s Weir’s Poker Face Routine

Weir repeatedly tells reporters that he doesn’t see what his sexuality has to do with his ability as an athelete.  And certainly does not give them the satisfaction of saying the word “gay”.  And then he goes and does a performance like this.  Everytime I see him in his glitter and his fur, talking about how if he weren’t a figure skater, he’d be a fashion designer, I’m pretty sure he’s saying “fuck you” to everyone biting their nails about whether or not he’ll “come out”.

Johnny Weir IS out.  Calling himself a “diva” was him coming out.  Embracing the nickname “Tinkerbell” was him coming out.  And perhaps in his best closet-busting move of all, when Weir was “accused” of wearing a boa to a press conference, he responded: “First of all, boas are so out. Secondly, I would never wear a boa to a press conference…That was a scarf, not a boa - dead chinchilla, not feathers.”

It’s the heterosexist norm that assumes everyone is straight unless they say otherwise.  Johnny Weir has never claimed to be straight.  He’s never claimed to be gay, either.  He just says its none of our business and then shows up on Sundance taking a bath with another boy.

I like the cut of his jib. <- Double entendre.

I was watching the bit Real Sports (HBO) did about him this weekend and decided although I haven’t yet watched the Sundance channel show, I’m going to do so as soon as possible.

I dig this kid, and I dig his attitude that it’s nobody’s fucking business whether he likes to gobble cock or slather himself in pussy juice.

Really, it is nobody’s business but his own. As a society we’re all too obsessed with who is fucking whom, who’s been caught wearing a short skirt with no panties, and fitting into some sort of sexual identity label that keeps us all strictly categorized into neat little lines.

I’m not straight, and I’m not gay. I am who I am, and I’ve never felt the need to either be ashamed of it or advertise it.