IT'S PRIDE WEEK, Y'ALL!!!! Welcome to it!

I know your gay-loving ass has no fucking plans tonight so don't sit there acting like you're all "proud" and shit. So let's remedy that. Here's what you're doing tonight:

JWT (an NYC ad agency bursting with pride) is hosting a pretty stellar evening of gayness and pride tonight and you're going. It starts at 6 with a bunch of married LGBT couples talking about the fact that just because they got married doesn't mean they aren't still pretty much sub-citizens and we have a fucking lot of work yet to do. Then, they're lightening up the mood with a rousing game of DRAG BINGO!!!! Reader, you know how I love drag queens. Add in BINGO and I'm fucking sold!

Oh, and there will be rainbow cupcakes.

Oh, and I will be there.

Oh, and they'll have pigs-in-a-blanket!

Oh, and Sonja Morgan tweeted about it! Which, let's be honest, is pretty much the main reason I'm going.

Oh, and I'm going downtown to Stonewall (where Pride began) afterward for MORE DRAG! Paige Turner is hosting her awesome Playhouse and my girl Kittin Whithawhip will be a guest!

Posted by Havilah

Two best friends in Madrid are finally going to realize their dream of becoming daddies together! Rayas and Inca are two male penguins who have been inseparable from the moment they first met. They have built a nest every spring for six years and waited for an egg to appear in it. Every year they've seemed quite heartbroken when no egg ever comes.

Then the miracle occurred! Zookeepers decided to give the couple an egg after another same-sex penguin couple (Adam and Steve, natch) proved successful parents last year in Communist China. Inca is currently fulfilling the role typically played by the female penguin by incubating the egg while Rayas is filling up on food to feed the chick which is set to hatch in June. According to the zookeepers the pair are both very happy and Rayas in particular is, "like a new penguin."

Damn it that is fucking sweet.

Posted by Havilah

If the New York Times were a publication anyone gave a fuck about and/or if it were even remotely worthwhile, this would be it's cover story today. Since the New York Times is a waste of all our lives, just stick to using YIGtBAT as your source for stories of miracles here on Earth.

This morning I decided to make today special by imbibing in sugary sweet beverages and recreational Vicodin usage. Since making that decision the day has done nothing but get better and better. That being said, I really hope this story is not a hallucination.

The band Here We Go Magic (who I had not heard of until this morning) was driving along the interstate in their van (as bands you've never heard of are wont to do) and passed up a hitchhiker with a sign reading "End of West 70". As they passed him one guy said, "John Waters". Then the band's front man, Luke Temple, agreed saying, "Yep. Definitely John Waters." They stopped and picked him up and yes, it was John Waters. He's hitchhiking across the United States because he wants an adventure. Well, of course he does. They drove him as far as Indianapolis.

Wait.
So...
Wait, what?!?!?

John Fucking Pencil Thin Mustache Waters (that's his middle name) is just casually hitching across the country?!?!?! And this band (who sound awesome, by the way, I got some stuff on iTunes) just happened to stumble upon him?!?! And now he is (or was) just wandering west on I-70 in my homeland of Indiana?!?!? This is the kind of story I want to read about every fucking day!

Dear Readers, if you have a car and are anywhere west of Indianapolis near I-70, please - if not for yourself, for me - go and drive on I-70! Just fucking drive! Drive and hope for the miracle. The miracle that is John Fucking Waters hitchhiking. Go, Readers! While there's yet time!

Today is the best day in the news.

Posted by Havilah