God, hes left as on aur oun.
Altogether elsewhere.
No, I haven’t said much about same-sex marriage of late. (No staying power, that’s me.) (If you’re curious about the progress of the only place in America where same-sex couple are accorded the same basic respect in the eyes of the law as differently-sexed couples, your best bet is the One True b!X; he is, quite literally, a one-man newsroom.) —I’ve also been remiss in not immediately telling you that my old friend S.K. Elkins has started up a journal; nor have I managed to sit down and patiently make the case that proves Elkins is hands-down bar-none the best writer I know, full stop. But hey: it’s my lucky day: today’s entry lets me pluck all those pesky birds from the bush at once and offer them up to you.
