I love New York in June - how about you?

Rainbows are definitely the new black in New York! Where were you when marriage equality passed in the New York State Senate? I was eating a late dinner with Gabriella and a couple of friends. Chinese food. On Shabbat. Very New York, dahling.

We watched the live feed and read the tweets popping up like fireworks on the 4th of July at the top of my screen. Praise for friends and admonishments for foes. Until the subtitles finally read: Cheers and Applause. We won - the battle anyway. We have yet to win the war. But I shan’t be a Deborah-Downer. The glass will be half-full today when we celebrate our victory with our community at our first annual Pride Fest. We’ll celebrate all the people who made phone calls and wrote letters and used social media to influence decision makers and rally everyone to get involved. And we’ll hug all our straight friends who understand that equality is not a gay issue. I’m going to kiss them right on the mouth. I don’t think they’ll mind. I won’t use tongue.

Then we’ll focus on our own New Jersey where Christie has parked his fat ass on our state and let a giant one rip. Crude and foul? Why, yes he is.

No, this weekend is all about happiness and hope and maybe a ride into the city for a quickie wedding. It would be our 3rd wedding and 4th if you count our Civil Union in New Jersey - one is even federally recognized (Yeah Canada!). We’re collectors of validation. Of course, we can’t wait until federal marriage makes the state unions as irrelevant as the lira. Until then, we’ll exchange vows in as many countries and states that will allow it.

The U.S. presidents on Asher's ruler watch the vote-briefly interrupted by recess. Four square anyone?

Well done, New York and Happy Pride to ALL!