The Gays--a tourist attraction

Oi oi oi. Work hurt my head today. This was the return following a rather significant hiatus. For the first time in a few weeks I had to: 1) wear shoes all day long 2) look at a computer screen and sift through 2,549 emails, most of which were spam or so dated it didn't really matter anyway 3) answer my phone several times because the dang thing wouldn't stop ringing 4) console employees whom had a few bumps in the road while I was absent 5) reprimand an employee who apparently went straight down the tubes the minute my vacation started (PIP may be visiting in the near future) 6) pretend like I care about production planning and the world of safety, quality, and productivity 7) be alive, alert, awake, and enthusiastic 8) do something other than snorkel for the day 9) make my own coffee because the regular stop on the way to work was closed for the day 10) wear a watch and have concern for time. The list is much longer than this but that is enough. One thing I am going to attempt to make better this year is to avoid being so negative towards work. I have to do it so why not try to make it as fun as possible? We will see how it goes.

Adventure #1 in Hawaii--Becky and I were a tourist attraction. The big island is considered the most remote and undeveloped. With that I suppose comes a lesser developed tolerance for we gay folks. It also was a major holiday and lots of people coming from all over the world to hang out in the land of aloha so it's not surprising that we shocked and confused most where ever we went. Other islands like Maui or Oahu are a bit more tolerant. It all started once we got out of the Land of Oz, San Francisco. While toting ourselves across the Honolulu airport to get to the Wiki Wiki shuttle bus for the local flight, families began the stare down. The looks on their faces made it clear that it was difficult for them to understand exactly what Becky and I were. This continued on throughout the trip. On Christmas day in a coffee shop in Kona an older gentleman could not take his eyes off me. Eyes buldging out of his head, he kept looking at me the entire time while we were there as if to say "Looks like a girl from the front but the rear view, who knows. And it's with a woman. Hmmmm...what IS that over there?!?!". We also got gazes from several small children, those of which I can understand why they would be so confused. Kids stare and just don't care how long they are looking, it seems to them it's the most appropriate thing to do. The only place on the trip that we didn't cause a ruckus was in the southeastern portion of this island in the district of Puna. Nobody really gave two shakes if we were gay, straight or otherwise. What a relief to land in San Francisco again where most everyone has seen a queerbot, and might even know one. Perhaps we did some educating along the way....who knows.