Just an average bear-type guy living in Palm Springs and working in San Francisco. Originally an Air Force kid, so I've lived all over (Texas, New York, West Germany, etc.) but eventually wound up in Tennessee, where I spent the formative teenage years so that's where I say I'm from, usually. Lived in Connecticut for a long time before heading West with my partner Jack in search of the California dream: surf music, palm trees, and golden sunsets over the ocean. (The fog ... who knew?) But now we're safely ensconced in the desert resort town of Palm Springs.
And if we hadn't moved to California, this wouldn't have happened: Jack and I were legally married on Feb. 13, 2004, in San Francisco City Hall ... although on August 12, the State Supreme Court decided that, as members of a minority group, we did not deserve the same civil rights as other Americans. Later, the California court changed its mind, and we were married again on Sept. 17, 2008 ... only to have the voters of California screw us over the following November. It's no use, people -- we're going to keep getting married, whether you allow it or not.