Of Moving and Marathons (and a tryst????)

Found out a week ago that Bil and I have to move. Again. Because Sam Odisho, our landlord, wants to make our apartment building into condominiums. But he'll give us a good deal if we want to buy. To quote Clueless "As if!" I have lived in 5 states since June of '04 (California, New Hampshire, Massachusetts, New York, and Illinois) and I am fucking tired of moving. Thankfully, this will be, at most, an across-town move, not an across-country move, but regardless I am a cross girl moving. I guess I won't be finishing my dining room after all. Alas.
Also, in breaking news, now, Bil is just not jealous. I keep trying to incite jealousy and, yes, perhaps a little rage in the man, but all efforts have fallen flat. I have told him that come hell or high water, I will have a secret rendezvous with an older man (preferably a gray-haired soul singer with bad dance moves), but to no avail. He just blinks at me and goes to sleep. Maybe he's having secret rendezvous(es) (what is the plural of "rendezvous"?) with benevolent gray-haired soul singers with bad moves also? Dare I suspect a tryst? In reality, no. Aside from the moving debacle, there is very little drama in our personal lives. (How can there be much drama when one sees one's husband for 1/2 an hour every day?) And back to your regularly scheduled programming.
Alas. Bil is running a marathon. For the AIDS Foundation of Chicago. A brief tangent: the fact that AIDS is an acronym means that it is permanently capitalized, and therefore scarier than, say, cancer. Also the fact that it's un-curable. But the capitalization of a word that, when not used in the scary low/no-T-cells-STD type of manner, means "to give assistance" is somehow very sad to me. /Endtangent. Therefore, let's aid Bil's efforts to raise money and awareness for research and education about AIDS. Be forewarned, you will be getting a desperate plea from both myself and Bil to make donations to this cause. He's running in 6 months and 2 days...in Hawai'i.
In other news that's not really news, I still hate the Republicans and their fear- and hate-mongering tactics. And, yes I know this is hypocritical to hate them for hate-mongering. I do not understand how my family can continue to support such a party and still claim to be moral and just human beings. I'm not going to start another half-assed rant here about how destructive they are and how they are hammering a giant-ass wedge into the middle of the people("A house divided against itself...") and how we are a country of inclusion by nature and yet we are allowing these bastards to attempt to exclude certain groups from basic inalienable rights, and "...give me your tired, you poor, your huddled masses yearning to breathe free..." and all of that. Instead, I'm hunkering down and watching Lewis Black say it all better than I could in his newest special "Red, White and Screwed" on Saturday night. Respectfully, fuck you, Mr. President. And fuck you, Rove, and Rumsfeld, and Ashcroft, and Cheney and all of your fucking cronies. Fuck you. Because you are the exact things that we as Americans are against. Free country indeed.
We will never be free until... what? I googled this quote and here are the answers:
We will never be free until...

• "...each and every American is guaranteed the right to vote in a reasonable time frame..."
  
• "...we are free of that kind of control that limits our ability to state exactly what we think and what we feel."
  
• "... we heal and forgive."
  
• "... we are independent of France."
  
• " we can park our individual beliefs to tackle the greater challenge of what is good for society and others, and supplant our own..."
  
• "...we own our bodies."
  
• "...the intellectuals--the natural molders of public opinions--have been converted to the side of ..."
  
• "...we stop it."
  
• "...we learn to share with others."
  
• "...our brothers and sisters, until our forgotten American allies in the jungles of Laos are free."
  
• "...the world is ruled by Islamic Law!"
  
• "...We Focus on Building Wealth"
  
• "...we can fuck like dogs in the street..."
  
• "...we accept the responsibility that has been given us in dealing with souls..."
  
• "...the last king is strangled with the entrails of the last priest..."
  
• "...Palestine and Palestinians are free."
  
• "...the victims of that wealth are treated to freedom and justice."
  
• "...the govt falls..."
  
• "...we have the right to urinate in a total stranger's face at our favorite restaurant."
  

An interesting cross-section of beliefs on freedom. Pepe says that he will never be truly free until he can get as much love and attention as is possible from me, but only when he asks for it. I tried to explain about dependence and co-dependence and how that's not real freedom, but I don't think he heard me over the noise of purring.
I am scattered today...
That is all.