Achoo

G and I have caught the cold/flu ick thing that's made it's way around our entire circle of friends and co-workers. It was inevitable in a way, I guess. But the thing that really stinks about being the same level of sick at the same time is that neither of us are able to pamper the other. As it stands it's down to a kind of drawing lots; we take each other's temperature and the one with the lowest has to walk the dog and get the soup. This morning I joked that by tonight we'd need a nurse. As the day wears on I've decided to check the yellow pages in earnest.

But the teevee did bring a bit of good news to me in my sick bed. The long awaited Civil Partnership Act goes into effect today in England. A great stride forward, even if overdue. Particularly when you read a sentence like, "One of the first couples to take advantage of the new law is Roger Lockyer, 77, and Percy Steven, 66, from Westminster, London, who have been together for 40 years."

And the final nail in the coffin of my anti-establishment youth is my excitement over the MTA's old/revised subway rules due to be posted today and enforced thereafter. The 'you may not take up more than one seat' rule, specifically. It's nice that they're letting us keep our morning coffees (as long as they have a lid), however nothing will make me (and others I know) happier than to witness one of the ball-room brigade get a ticket. An event I await with much, much anticipation.

Because really fellers; the baggiest pants in the world can't hide the fact that sadly, your manhood does not require three feet of space. But dream on though, bro!

Posted by Antigeist at December 5, 2005 12:47 PM