Can one of you Americans help me get a green card so I can come up and work in California ... any place other than this shit? I can pick grapes, as long as it's warm. But if I get in a vineyard, chances are I will be making wine and getting nothing done.
I probably wouldn't like it there anyway. They have outlawed gay marriages, and what I haven't mentioned in my blog before is that my husband Gordon is a woman. At home I call her/him Gordina. Or Dina when he does something cute.
I know this will come as shock to most of my readers. Seriously...we are gay. Gay, gay, gay.
Come fly with me.
I hope he doesn't read this, he will kill me. But I needed to get my 30 day quota of blogs in and had nothing else to say. I have a feeling there will a few more posts like this that aren't true. Sue me. But that law in California..pissed me off... grow up California. Jeez...everyone is different from each other. I don't get it.
4 comments:
Trust me, I hate that law too. America... land of the free... as long as you aren't gay. And you don't need a green card... half the workers here don't have one. They will never find you!
I sometimes think that we are a stupid group of people in this country Miz Joan. A whole bunch of people still want everything that they consider different to be hidden away in a back closet and that's Stupid with a capital S.!!
P.S. Keep that damned snow UP there!
We can hide you...come to Texas..you wouldn't like California...too salty...hahaa...stay warm!!hughugs
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