Few things inspire more unnecessary anxiety and an immediate wave of self-doubt in a thirtysomething's life than a class reunion. For me, there was one additional layer to my trepidation. Since   

I'm fascinated by the history of the gay and lesbian community not just because I feel connected to it but also because it's largely unrecorded. There is so much to learn by just listening to t  

Progress doesn't just happen by itself. There are people and organizations out there helping to push the GLBT community forward. Here is a look at a few new organizations and truly community-minded   

The first time I heard about Crazy Ladies Bookstore was at my friend Sally's house. I am not sure why it came up in our conversation, considering we were probably in seventh and eighth grades at th  

In a year when the events of one day changed the tone for the entire year, leaving our country and the world understandably preoccupied with reevaluating priorities, it is important to take a look b  

It all started with plans to watch the premiere of the new season of Absolutely Fabulous, one of my all-time favorite television shows. I had been trying to get my best friend hooked on the show fo  

In the days following Sept. 11, I was honestly surprised at the way I avoided all the sadness and loss that surrounded me. At a time when most of my friends were drawn to the television, attending   

Call me a cliché, but recently my partner and I spent a Sunday evening at our local movie theater with a few close close friends watching Funny Girl. Until this night, I had not seen the film   

Two recent trips, one to Los Angeles and one to my local movie theater, reminded me of -- despite my best efforts in therapy and the benefit of years of separation -- the role my mother plays in my   

Fag. That's so gay. Homo. Hearing words like these quickly takes me back to my grade school and high school days, when being called "gay" or a "homo" was my worst nightmare. Now when I think about i