The winds have blown any semblance of marine layer far, far away. The Channel Islands are so visible that it looks like a mountain range in the middle of the ocean. They look so close you almost feel like you can touch them. The air is crisp and dry and southern California is once again ablaze. All the signs of fall. It's sweater season, the Halloween decorations are out and all is well in the world. A haunted house on the corner of our block has a wee graveyard setup full of skeletons and ghosts and McCain/Palin campaign posters. Definitely my idea of scary. Even scarier, though, are the signs in a neighbor's window across the street: Proposition 8 is free speech, Yes on 8.
Listen, no. No on 8. Everyone deserves the right to marry. To be treated with equality. To be accepted, not just tolerated. There is no "them." There is only "us" - humankind.Please register to vote. I don't think it's too late yet but I know the deadline is drawing near. Click here to find out when your deadline is.