That's awesome, y'all.

My uncle and his boyfriend are getting married!

*twirls*

Well, okay, civil union, but SO COOL. They've been together twenty-seven years and I literally can't remember him without Werner. The only downside is that it's just a small thing and we're not going, but everyone in my family is thrilled for them. (Even my other uncle, who laughed, although I kind of expect it of him, and my dad, who's going to get a smack upside the head from me for that.)

So now I have to go buy a card and revel in the fact that sometimes my entire family is made of WIN. :)

Yes, be proudly stupid.

customers_suck brings us a story about a woman who told her daughter not to buy thick books because boys don't like smart girls.

I'm both pissed in a "are we still on this?!" kind of way and an unsurprised way that means I answered myself with a sigh and a, "Yeah, unfortunately." If I had been the clerk I'm not exactly sure what I would have done, although laugh out loud would probably have been the first response. I'd like to think I would have followed it up with, "Are you kidding? I've been reading nonstop since I was four and I get hit on all the time," but I imagine that urge to cause violence would have won over and I would have had to walk away, too.

I guess I'm still floating on the family love because my parents encouraged the hell out of me loving to read. When we went to visit my grandfather in Boston the last time he came to the hotel one morning to have breakfast with us and walked in as I was engrossed in some novel or history book or something. He said to my dad, "Is she always like that with books?" and my dad said, "Yeah, we used to just be able to give her a book and she'd go sit in a corner for two hours and read and we wouldn't even hear a peep from her," although I really hope that wasn't WHY they were doing it. :)