I want to tell you about what I did — and didn’t — do this past Thursday night. First off, what I did do was attend a little get-together that raised funds for the LGBT pride parade in Madison this August. It was a rather simple party, with just under a couple dozen supporters and Board of Directors membership of Madison’s LGBT community center, held in the home and garden of one of the center’s longtime supporters in one of Madison’s more cozier and aesthetically pleasing neighborhoods (lots of shade trees, narrow and winding streets, beautifully manicured yards).
I made passing mention in my last blog post about this, but it’s time to finally give it the spotlight here: Last Thursday morning (June 1), three members of the Wisconsin State Legislature introduced to assembled media and the public a new piece of legislation currently seeking co-sponsorship from fellow legislators. The proposal, as with any piece of legislation (federal, state, or otherwise), has a grand name: The Privacy Protection and Gender Identity Anti-Discrimination Act. And a press release announcing the proposal succinctly sums up the bill’s importance:
“A bill that would add protections to Wisconsin statutes against discrimination based on a person’s gender identity or gender expression.”
If you recall a year ago, I challenged myself to run in the Crazylegs Classic, which is an 8-kilometer run put on by the University of Wisconsin—Madison whose proceeds go to fund the school’s athletic program. I had never run in an organized race that long, and I wasn’t sure of how well I would do. Well, I set to preparing for the race, squeezing in 5-mile runs almost every weekend in the lead-up to the race. And when all was said and done, I finished the 4.98 miles in just over 57 minutes, well above the treadmill runs I put myself on and astonishing myself in the process.
This year, I got myself off the couch and, despite a little bit of procrastination (I can’t shake all of my bad habits), signed myself to run the 36th edition of Crazylegs, which occurred last Saturday (April 29). Compared to the lead-up to last year’s run, I wasn’t as nervous. Well, I sort of take that back. The only thing I was nervous about was how cold and/or wet I’d feel during and after the run. Yeah, Madison has had a bit of a cold spell the past few days, along with a few dreary days of rain, including the night before when I had to run in between raindrops to pick up my runner’s packet (shirt, bib, sweat pack).
I usually save any “Throwback Thursday” posts for the actual date, Thursday. But even though it’s Tuesday, I don’t want to wait until Thursday, even though the subject in question is, sadly, not going anywhere. Back in October, I talked up in this post Mallatt’s Pharmacy, which has… er, rather, had two locations here in Madison, the older west side location on Monroe Street and a more generally recent east side location on Williamson Street. Mallatt’s had a couple of locations outside the Madison city limits, but they were no national chain, that’s for sure. Since it was established in 1926, Mallatt’s had been a nice, convenient corner pharmacy, one who’s much more intimate than those national chains (like, say, Walgreens) whose stores are sterile, antiseptic clones of each other.
Despite the title of this post, I’m devoting this post less to fashion and more to catching up on a couple of comings and goings (literally) at the mall a mile from where I live (West Towne Mall, for the record). Well, it’s not so much comings as it is comings, as it involves two formerly-significant clothing stores that have fallen on hard times as brick-and-mortar entities and have left the mall, and two stories that I’ve been meaning to bring up on here.
Let’s begin with Aéropostale. If you recall this post from last October, I mentioned that Aéropostale was in the process of closing many of its stores as part of its Chapter 11 bankruptcy reorganization. And though it wasn’t part of that early list of closures, the Aéropostale at West Towne turned out to later be among them. It was a weird sight strolling past the mall during the last holiday shopping season and seeing not only signs saying “Store Closing!” and Entire Store 50-70% off!” but also “New Arrivals!” Oh, and a “now hiring seasonal help” sign as well.
If you’ve haven’t yet read my previous post where I reviewed Stage Q’s “Queer Shorts 2.1: Queer Love,” go ahead and do so by clicking on that post here.
[hums contently to myself]
Oh, you’re still here yet? You mean you (*choose one* did/did not) read that post yet? Well, I did redirect you back there not so much because you can’t read this post without reading that post first, but more to remind you that live, local, LGBT-oriented theater does exist, and that organizations such as Stage Q put on great work, with “Queer Shorts 2.1” being evidence of that.
Rather than let that post go on for too long, I wanted to devote this follow-up to a couple of aspects of my evening at “Queer Shorts.” One was a thrilling moment, the other an “oops” kind of moment, but both, for sure, were part of a pretty good night at the theater.
Just a couple of posts back, I noted that in these dark and scary times, it’s good to get away from it all and indulge in things that are nowhere near dark and scary. And that’s exactly what I did Friday night.
The first thing I did Friday morning was reserve a seat for Friday night’s performance of “Queer Shorts 2.1: Queer Love.” And as I indicated by the above tweet, it was indeed a pleasant evening to do so, weather wise; it was a springlike day in Madison (sunny skies, temperatures just above 50 degrees, not a drop of rain or flake of snow). Continue reading
I want to devote this quick post to a comment a reader left on a couple of my posts this week. I did not approve their comments as I thought the comments section wasn’t an appropriate place to address their pretty good inquiry. Luckily, I’m one to think long and hard about their questions can devote a new post to the answers.
I won’t single out this person by name or gender, but I will describe what they said they were: They are into crossdressing; they had recently relocated to the Madison, Wisconsin area; and they were inquiring about crossdresser-friendly social groups and organizations in Madison. They also asked about any places in Madison where a crossdresser would be socially accepted.
My previous post was rather obliquely about the Women’s March that occurred here in Madison last Saturday (January 21), but… wait, you thought the only Women’s March occurred in Washington last weekend? I’ll just presume you weren’t paying attention to the news, because in nearly 600 locales here in the United States and worldwide, millions of people took to the streets to highlight very important issues in society, including but not limited to health care, environment, and women’s and racial issues, as well as stand up to the very ugly, hateful, and misogynistic culture that the new leadership the U.S., fronted by a certain thin-orange-skinned leader, is so easily propagating.
Just a very quick thought about something I did (and didn’t) do over the weekend. What I did do was attend Madison’s very own version of the Women’s March. Perhaps you’ve heard about the gigantic march on Washington that happened on Saturday. You may have heard, too, that DC wasn’t the only town where it took place. Several other cities around the country and even around the world held their own Women’s Marches, including right here in Madison, where an estimated 75,000-100,000 folks braved a little bit of drizzle to show defiance against He Who Must… well, you know who I’m talking about.