Shea still was under the weather, but I attended a great VGN potluck at Lou’s house again. The turnout was incredible despite the brisk weather, but we’re still very lucky to have this incredible climate with many hints of Spring in the air already (seriously). There are lots of trees in full bloom. No polar vortex here!
Pictures taken by others at the event:
Thanks to the fabulous Mark Kliem for hosting! After being deputized as the official photographer of the VGN holiday party, here are the results! Seeing people from various Bay Area counties like San Francisco, Marin, Alameda, Contra Costa and other parts of Solano County like Vacaville and Fairfield was wonderful. Our Vallejo Gay Network community and its allies have been a wonderful focal point for me since making the wise decision to move here.
Happy double nickel birthday to my dear friend Noel McNulty. He’s such a nice guy, they named the xmas holiday after him!
Attended my tobacco control activist friend Tehra’s housewarming. What a cool home in Vallejo from 1915 with a huge backyard with lots of features and amazing plants. She’s a cool lady (pictures with her thumb up in one of the pictures) and a great public speaker with a story to tell about Big Tobacco and its targeting of the LGBTQ population.
We had a slightly early Halloween party on Mare Island with friends from the Humane Society of the North Bay, so Ernie and Bert (which I accidentally called Bernie and Ert at one point) made another appearance.
Halloween costumes! Who was the genius who came up with this idea? Imagine a small tuft of hair at the top of my pointed yellow head. In hindsight, Shea should have had a rubber ducky. I couldn’t convince him to put on a red muppet nose (it would mess up his products I suspect), so I decided to forego an orange one.
Post-party stop at local gay bar:
Preparing for VGN at Greg and Steve’s house:
Bonnie and Snoopy were a hit at the pool. Bonnie, who generally does well in crowds anyway, as opposed to onesy-twosies, was well-behaved, thanks to some dog training we’ve had. She barely growled at anyone and I think she’s a big faker, because for the tiniest of treats, she loves to be petted. She let at least a half dozen people she never met pet her, to my shock, because each time I thought she’d smell them and back away to “protect” me. Perhaps we’ve made some real breakthroughs! Snoopy was so popular he was barely on the ground since he was being held so much. There were also two other small dogs there, Jordi and Toby.
Great turnout!
