Anyone running anyhow in Eureka Springs will have to be in better shape that I am.

The (allegedly) World’s Smallest Wedding Chapel
The Christ of the Ozarks (I suppose he’s connected to the infamous passion play somehow)
Crescent Dragonwagon (last I heard)
Thorncrown Chapel (just outside town).

Thorncrown Chapel is worth a look, honest. Knocked my sox off. The architect, Fay Jones, made it look like an integral part of the oak woodland it sits in mostly by the genius trick of putting lots of its visible structural members at the same angle typical of the oaks’ branches. Tha path to is is planted with Ozark native plants and the native stone outcrops along it carefully reserved and/or echoed.

The place’s photo gallery makes it look more visually prominent than it is in person. Google it and imagine it less blue-gray and more brown, just for a start.

We didn’t just suddenly spring into the Homosexual Mecca that we are today.
We didn’t just wake up one day and decide that 4 diversity weekends might be nice.. nor that the Domestic Partnership Registry be written over night.

We are diverse. We do welcome all. And most just have a great time exploring all our trails that run behind the giant old victorian homes and shops, shopping for exclusive art… and funky stuff, too. Great clothes, shoes, leather wear, jewelry, kites, masks, whatever you can think of, you can likely find it here… tho, if you need a pair of white bobby sox, you may have to visit Berryville.

Did I mention world class food? Quaint B & B’s, big ole franchise motels, whatever… no kidding.. we’ve got it.
Oh.. you know what… we now have a sock shop… so, those white bobbys may be available.

Crystals? Woo-woo tools? Sticky buns? Scones?
yep…

And Das.. there are likely more straight folks at the bars during diversity weekends.. In fact, any weekend will find you in the company of locals of all persuasions.

All in fun.. join us in running the AFA outta town.

…using deceitfulness and lies, homosexuals maneuvered themselves into positions of power and then used those positions to promote their agenda

…within the republican party, it sure seems lately.

Behold: The power that is Teh Conservhosexual Agenda!

(And I don’t mean Lincoln Log Kabin Republikans, neither.)

I love that little town and whenever we visit my family we always spend a day wandering the streets. Plus the place is amazingly beautiful, like most of Northwestern Arkansas, and there is a lot of really intriguing history. Worth a stop if you are ever in that part of the world.

I’ve been a bad gay man. I realized it at the office. My supervisor was all, “fuck it” and I was just happy to have a sweater on so I could cover up the atrocity.

What about “western style” mohagany colored belts (with big, silver studs) with black shoes if the rest of the ensemble has various shades of mohagany and black in it?

I can’t help it: I take after (except in terms of my political views) my great grandfather who’s family has been in Cali since before the civil war.

*

Re: gender neutral terms — I have been known to use them, because my parents kinda forced me to as a way of curing me of my Nice Guy(TM) ness.

I’ll probably get drummed out for giving away secrets, but the single biggest gaydar indicator I’ve ever found is someone who uses gender-neutral terms for their own future (or clearly hypothetical) partner. Tell me about it. My then-partner, later wife was and is a hardcore feminist. In courtesy to her I adopted “partner” language. I grew to quite enjoy the raised eyebrows and momentary, visible brain shifts of those to whom I was talking. “Oh. Okay. I didn’t know you were gay” was written all over their faces.