All Up In the Kitchen In My Heels...

Dinnertime.

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I may or may not be crying right now.
samhumphries:

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The girl who just wanted to play football
Ella, a 13-year-old who attends the Sequoyah School in Pasadena, just wants to play football - something easier said than done when the rest of the teams in the area refuse to play against a girl.

As the season began, the league voted against allowing a girl to play. If Ella played, it would mean a forfeit, even though the games could still take place. And Sequoyah would be banned from postseason play.
Ella’s teammates didn’t blink.

As it turns out, the team finished 0-8 after Ella joined them, not because they lost, but because each time she prepared to take the field, they were forced to forfeit.
Read the rest of reporter Chris Erskine’s story here.
Photo: Michael E. Stern

So awesome. If I were them, I’d make 0-8 t-shirts and wear them all the damn time.

I may or may not be crying right now.

samhumphries:

latimes:

The girl who just wanted to play football

Ella, a 13-year-old who attends the Sequoyah School in Pasadena, just wants to play football - something easier said than done when the rest of the teams in the area refuse to play against a girl.

As the season began, the league voted against allowing a girl to play. If Ella played, it would mean a forfeit, even though the games could still take place. And Sequoyah would be banned from postseason play.

Ella’s teammates didn’t blink.

As it turns out, the team finished 0-8 after Ella joined them, not because they lost, but because each time she prepared to take the field, they were forced to forfeit.

Read the rest of reporter

Michael E. Stern

So awesome. If I were them, I’d make 0-8 t-shirts and wear them all the damn time.

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On the rare occasions I find myself all alone in the studio, I enjoy pretending I know how to play every single guitar in the house.

On the rare occasions I find myself all alone in the studio, I enjoy pretending I know how to play every single guitar in the house.

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March 26, 2013

I can’t picture myself as a member of a traditional family. Marriage doesn’t interest me and I’m perfectly fine playing Auntie to all the killer kids my friends keep popping out. But what a righteous and soulful choice it is to tether yourself to others with love. Why would anyone ever want to stand in the way of such a thing? Thank you to all my friends, gay and straight, for sharing your beautiful families with me. I hope for you all a lifetime of joy and happiness.