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People complain that computers output cryptic error messages.

Just wait until they get a load of my new "encrypted error messages"!

Sen. Pete Knight is dead.

http://sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/news/archive/2004/05/08/obituary1543EDT0563.DTL

Sen. Pete Knight is dead. I don't think he'd care whether or not I'm glad.

"Sen. Knight recently told The Associated Press that his drive to keep gays from marrying didn't make him anti-gay."

Knight is survived by his wife, three sons, four stepsons and 15 grandchildren. One of whom is gay, and got married in SF while his father was leading the anti-gay marriage initiative.

His son wasn't available for comment, but his son's partner "said David Knight was not ready to comment on his father's death, and declined to say whether David and his father had reconciled."

My father died less than a year ago. My dad and I didn't have anything to reconcile, but we weren't that close. A week before he passed away I did get to talk with him in private about all the things I wanted him to know before his cancer would overtake his body and kill him. I told him how much I loved him, how I never got to thank him for being the oasis in my very difficult young life. Afterwords I cried my eyes out.

I hope David got to have such a moment with his father. But if it meant their last words were, "I still hate fags", then there's a special place in hell for Sen. Knight. And for that, I'm not glad.

I was so naive when I was young

I watch music videos on my computer thanks to the Rawdio service. They show a lot of very new stuff, and seriously old stuff. It's the old stuff I enjoy. I'm watching Duran Duran's "Hungry Like The Wolf" right now, followed by the new single from "Dilated Peoples".

A few minutes ago I watched Pat Bennetar's "Love Is A Battlefield" video from 1983 and it really made me realize how young and naive I was when I was 15. People that know me will get a kick out of this:

I didn't get that she was dressed like a prostitute. I just thought that she was in, well, you know... 80's music video raggy clothes and headbands. I didn't realize the pimp was a pimp, I just thought he was some kind of mean boyfriend. Wow. To be 15 again.