I always thought that was such a romantic euphemism. It always seemed as if it were a love so strong, so passionate, so intense that the mere mention of it would drive someone to madness. I realize that was not the original intent, but it's sounds so romantic. Either way, the love that dare not speak its name can be the love shouted from the rooftops.. or at least proclaimed in front of friends, family, and the State of Washington. Our legislature and governor signed a law legalizing same-sex marriage on Monday. It was about damn time. We're one of the most progressive states in the nation, and we're behind Iowa on this issue for FSM's sake. It's no secret how I feel about this subject, but this is an occasion for celebrating in the era of the New American Taliban. There will be all kinds of political heel dragging from the right, hopefully we can bulldoze it and all get on with our happy lives.
Hope you and your Valentine enjoyed an evening so passionate that it can never be spoken of.