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Maybe you aren’t quite in the mood to binge-watch TV shows or watch movies when the temperature plummets. Instead, you may feel tempted to read your way through the winter, diving into narratives that focus on ...
Try heading to the snow-covered mountains between now and April if you want to let your inner rugged self come out. The ski season is when Western, Northern and Canadian mountain towns really come to life. All of the best snow towns have learned that the LGBT community loves to ski and party, and annual Ski Weeks have blossomed everywhere from major ski resorts to nearby North Carolina.
Even non-skiers or snow boarders go to these annual white parties and join in the fun. If you want to keep your rugged self on flat ground there are plenty of dances, costume parties, entertainers, and people watching at these ski weeks to get your adrenaline flowing.
It’s a chilly night, you’re broke because of the holidays and you want a fabulous flavorful meal. Head to Little Bangkok on Cheshire Bridge Road, voted best Asian by Creative Loafing. This is one of Atlanta’s original Thai restaurants and is a perfect little dive on the eclectic “Bridge.”
Little Bangkok has been open for 17 years. It’s another circumstance of gays leading the food trends in Atlanta. Now Thai is on every street corner. If you had a gourmet grandmother who was Thai this would be her place. It’s decorated in kitschy far eastern décor with laser fast precision service. There is usually a wait and no waiting area but the line moves fast.
Little Bangkok has excellent specials like the soft shell crab or whole fried fish, but I’m a creature of habit and tend to gravitate toward my comfort favorites. Start with the classic basil rolls with thin rice paper, shrimp, and glass noodles dipped in the Asian BBQ-like hoisin sauce.
I want to share this obvious observation: Even if there were some remote chance I could become pope... they would never let me. The reason is simple and it is not because of my progressive views of Christian theology, or the fact that I am unapologetically gay or even the fact that I do not believe the bible is the inerrant word of God.
Nope, it's because I believe December 25th is one of the biggest frauds ever pulled on humanity.
Those who are pastors know that what I am suggesting is very true. Y’all went to seminary and know saying Jesus was born on December 25th is like saying there is a real living breathing Santa Claus. This fraudulent claim has made our jobs and life during this time of the year a living nightmare of endless days of no sleep and one crisis on top of another.