I added the ability to subscribe to this blog via Atom/RSS, which you can read with appropriate software, such as RssReader. I’m not as much of an early adopter as I used to be – a sign of getting older – but I finally realized that I could save a lot of time by having my news come to me instead of having to go find it (with the use of web browser bookmarks, of course).

With RssReader, you set up the feeds that you want to read, and it gets them automatically and as frequently as you could want. The interface is a little clunky, and it took a while to get it to work with our proxy server, but everything is good to go. If you have your reader installed, just use the Site Feed link on the right.

The next step will to add functionality so that people can comment on these musings. Maybe next quarter.

What a couple of weeks this has been! The dialogue about same-sex marriage has grown more and more fierce as the right clamors to grab this issue and force it into the minds of people who would rather worry about the economy and the continuing war in Iraq. With the introduction into congress of the Federal Marriage Act and President Bush going on national television to proclaim his support for a constitutional amendment defining marriage as only between a man and a woman, the Republican Party has gone on record defining themselves as the the party that hates GLBT people.

We watched Larry King last night host a debate with Mayor Gavin Newsom (our new hero!), “actor/producer/activist” Chad Allen, Rev. John MacArthur, and Rep. Marilym Musgrave (R-CO). There were great moments and horrifying ones. The Mayor was terrific as usual, eloquent and pointed. The Colorado congresswoman looked like she just got back from Stepford, and harped continually on where we might go next – polygamy, incest, and worse. She showed that she got an “A” in Fear Tactics 101 at Republican University, by taking the current situation and taking it to its illogical conclusion. Chad Allen was very passionate as the one gay representative that just wants the basic human condition – a relationship that is supported and acknowledged by the community. The reverend tried to justify everything with Bible verses, and came off like an old poop. Larry showed many times which side he was on as he hounded the two conservative panelists on how gay marriage could possibly be as horrible as they make it sound. What was most encouraging was the questions from viewer calls, which were mostly on our side. One guy claimed to be a dyed-in-the-wool Republican who was going to do everything he could to get Bush out office. The best call was from a “disgruntled Democrat” schoolteacher in Southern California who asked the Mayor how to get our current Presidential candidates to finally get up the nerve to say they were for gay marriage.

What we want to say, more than anything, is that amending the Constitution with this amendment is a huge step backward. Our country already has a history of trying to legislate morality and having it backfire. The 18th Amendment did just that by prohibiting the manufacture and sale of intoxicating liquors. The amendment was ratified in 1919 and went into effect in 1920. The “Prohibition Years” were full of speakeasies and gin joints, so that people could have their martinis. Many people made money during those years, but it was all based on illegal activity. Only certain wineries, including many in California, that produced wine for medicinal purposes, were able to continue their operations. The 18th Amendment was repealed when the 21st Amendment was introduced and ratified in 1933. Prohibition was a failed attempt at legislating morality, and this time is no different.

If the country were to amend the Constitution against same-sex marriage, what would be next? (To borrow some principles from Fear Tactics 101.) Would they ban marriage between a man and a woman who are more than 10 years different in their age? What about banning marriages that are made under duress because the woman is pregnant? We should also ban marriages that are arranged by someone other than the couple being married. Heck, we should ban any marriage that doesn’t fit into the strict boundaries that the Republican Party dictates!!!

Surely there is a compromise solution. Put marriage back in the churches, where it belongs. Civil marriages should be redefined using a different word, so that people can get the legal benefits of their relationship without the quagmire that the word “marriage” seems to dig up. If we let the Republicans dictate how we are supposed to think and feel, then we as society will be much worse off than what the Republicans claim will happen if same-sex marriage is legalized.

The folks at DontAmend.com have a petition and email list if you want to get more involved. Let’s have the Constitution be the plow that breaks up discrimination, rather than codifies it – expanding our basic human rights and preserving our equal protection!

The two of us got married on Friday, along with about 1000 of our closest friends!

Seriously, this was probably one of the most significant experiences of our lives together. It was civil disobedience and a gesture of love combined, with an impact that will be felt for a very long time. While we were united in love back in 2000, this time it felt a little different – not necessarily more real, but more official. And although this marriage may not be legal outside the city limits, we have a marriage license printed on official, multicolor State of California paper that is as genuine and beautiful as you could imagine.

This all started on Thursday morning, when Steve Wylie got an email from the Wells Fargo GLBT employees group saying that the first gay wedding had been performed at City Hall. Everyone who got the email just gasped in disbelief and delight! Could this be true? The Chronicle confirmed the great news that Phyllis Lyon and Del Martin, who have been together as a couple for 51 years, were married. We could not think of a more appropriate couple to be the first.

The two of us talked later that day about whether we should try to get to City Hall on Friday. Steve Gibson called his supervisor to see if it would be possible for him to take the day off, and why. She said supportively, “You do what you have to do!” That was all it took. Steve Wylie called his boss to say that events at City Hall might keep him away from work on Friday. So by 8am, we were heading up to the City Hall steps to join what we expected to be many, many people all with the same idea.

After passing the security checkpoint (with a hearty “Congratulations” from the security guard), we followed the line of people all heading toward the County Clerk’s office. The line was long but not horrible. We filled out our application form and waited as we moved toward the clerk’s office door. At around 9, Steve Wylie’s boss Nathan called, saying “How can I get in on this?” We said that we needed a witness and to come on down! At about 9:45, we started seeing people from my office come over to greet us in line. By the time we were done, there were 16 people from Steve’s office there to witness the event. It was so incredible to have so much support from colleagues at work!

It took about two hours, but finally we were inside. We handed over the form along with our check for $82. The woman who helped us process our form was wonderful – so helpful and supportive. She reminded us that if we got married immediately, we could then take the license over to the Recorder’s office for immediate recording. We raised our right hands to swear that we were truthful on the form, and then walked out of the office holding the license up high, as many other couples had done, to the cheers and applause of everyone still in line.

We headed up to the rotunda, to join another short line. We could see Steve’s co-workers at the top of the steps. They were ready for us. After a couple of minutes, someone came down to get us. We went up to the top of the steps, right in the center, and were immediately surrounded by all our friends. The deputy marriage commissioner, a charming Asian man, had a little trouble with the words of the ceremony. He did Steve Gibson’s vows, and then looked at Steve Wylie for a second “I do” without going through the vows a second time. The rings went a little more smoothly, but then at the end he pronounced us “husband and wife, spouses for life.” That wasn’t exactly how it was supposed to go, but it was close enough. We kissed and hugged to the applause of our friends. It was such a great feeling to be really married! It was only then that we noticed all the cameras, including a CNN camera that had filmed at least part of our service. Saundra handed us a beautiful bouquet of flowers. Nathan served as our official witness and signed the license. We signed the souvenir license and thanked the commissioner.

Rusty Dornin, a CNN correspondent, then asked if we would mind talking for a couple minutes. She asked us some questions like how long we had waited in line, did we feel a certain urgency in coming to City Hall today, and why did we feel it was so important to be part of this event. We answered her questions, feeling slightly dazed by all the excitement, and then walked down the stairs as spouses for life!

We made one last stop at the recorder’s office and paid an additional $13 for one official copy of the marriage license. The license was recorded, and then photocopied on that beautiful State of California paper and handed over to us. We were now officially on record in City Hall as a married couple. Only time will tell what that means in the rest of the world.

We did show up on CNN later that afternoon. In a very brief clip shown on “Anderson Cooper 360,” Rusty Dornin talked about all the events at City Hall, and showed the video of us thanking the marriage commissioner. The only part of the interview shown was to support her contention that the gay couples who went that day felt a great urgency to get married, with Steve Gibson emphasizing that we knew we had to go to City Hall that day. Our 15 minutes of fame was reduced to a 15-second sound bite! At least we made it on the national news!

There is also a photo on the Chronicle website that shows us waiting in line. Steve Wylie is the tall guy in the upper-right corner with the tan jacket. We also posted some photos of our own, including some that Steve’s coworker Jason took during the ceremony. Friday evening, we attended the Mayor’s reception for all the couples who had gotten married so far. When we left the reception at 7:30, there were still people waiting in line at the Clerk’s office. We asked one couple who was waiting to have Assemblyman Mark Leno perform their ceremony how long they waited in line, and they said “Four hours!” We were very thankful that we had arrived so early.

We have to offer our eternal gratitude to all the people who worked at City Hall that day and through the weekend. Many people worked a lot of overtime, much of it on a volunteer basis, so that so many couples could get married. On Monday night, the news reported that 2,464 couples had tied the knot since Thursday.

Friday the 13th will never feel unlucky again.

On February 13, 2004, we got married in San Francisco! Check out the photos from our City Hall wedding and reception. We also have the video clip of our debut on CNN from that afternoon.

The finalists in the World Trade Center Site Memorial Competition have been announced. My favorite is Suspending Memory, which has the most interesting combination of features that keep the site alive while still preserving the memory of those who lost their lives on 9/11/01. Which version do you like best?

Not to be confused with The Steves, The Sneeze is another Steve’s attempt to make sense of this crazy world we live in. The first item that I read from his Blog, Steve, Don’t Eat It! is a hilarious attempt to understand why dogs would want to eat something like Beggin’ Strips. (Samantha loves them, by the way.) The Sneeze is great, if occasionally snotty.

On another note, I wrote what I thought was an excellent review of Finding Nemo for Netflix, and only one person found it helpful. Please boost our Netflix rank by voting for our review. Scroll down the page until you see “The Steves in SF, CA”. Then click the Helpful button just below the review.

The latest issue of Newsweek came the other day, and Rush Limbaugh’s picture was on the cover. I’ve never been a fan of Rush’s radio show, but I’m glad that he is finally admitting his problem publicly. But why did it have to take four years? How much money did he make during that time, when he was probably under the influence throughout his rants? He ought to give that money back to the advertisers who bought time on the show, since he was misrepresenting himself during that time. I hope he loses all advertiser support after he comes back from rehab. Why should a phony like that be given a pulpit? And where is Al Franken when we need him???

We’ve been TiVo owners for a little more than a year now. One of the great things about TiVo is the chance to try out new shows. If a show looks interesting, you can TiVo it and watch as much as you want. If you don’t like it, you haven’t invested a lot of energy into recording it. If you do like it, it’s really easy to get a Season Pass to watch more episodes. Last night we watched a new program on the Discovery channel called Mythbusters that is really entertaining. The two hosts, Adam and Jamie, take the lids off urban legends and find out the truth behind them. In the process, they like to blow things up. Loads of fun, and a pretty high gay quotient too.

Well, the recall election is over. What a strange process and outcome. Ahnuld wins in a “landslide” with no real platform or answer to our economic problems. It was so strange to watch the Republicans bash Gray Davis for turning a surplus into a deficit. They should really be looking at their own glass houses before throwing those stones. President Bush, one of their own, did exactly the same thing, only on a much grander scale. Does that make it more admirable? California at least has laws the prevent the state from amassing too much debt. The federal government can borrow, borrow, borrow forever. Who cares about the national debt?

Samantha came into our lives on 19th August 2000. We had just returned from our honeymoon

and decided that we wanted to get a dog. Well, Steve Gibson wanted a dog, but Steve Wylie wasn’t quite ready for one. Steve G. can be very persuasive.

We adopted Samantha from the Petaluma Animal Shelter, about 45 miles north of San Francisco. Her bio had been posted on their website; she was a stray that ended up in the shelter in June. She had no identification, so the shelter had named her Wiley. We were looking for a female Terrier mix around 2 years old, and that was how they described this dog. The fact that she had been given the same name (different spelling) as Steve W. was the confirmation that she was meant for us.

We drove up together on 12th August to meet her, after calling to confirm that she was still available. The dogs we had seen at the San Francisco SPCA had all been larger dogs (Rottweilers, pit bulls, and German shepherds), so we confirmed that she wasn’t too big. Just 24 pounds, they said.

It didn’t take too long to know for sure that she was the dog for us. It was a particularly hot day, and we walked down the road with her for only a short distance. She found some shade and laid down on a patch of grass, and wouldn’t budge. So picked her up and carried her back to the shelter.

We paid the adoption fee and signed the papers, but had to wait a week until we could bring her back to San Francisco. California State Law requires that all dogs adopted from animal shelters be spayed or neutered before they are taken home. So Steve W. drove back to Petaluma the following Saturday to bring her to her new home.

She knew she was home from the minute we walked into the door. She laid right down on the carpet and looked up at us as if she had always lived here. The only thing left was — what should we call her?

Wiley obviously wasn’t the right name. It didn’t really fit a female dog, and it would appear a little egotistical in Steve Wylie’s mind to keep the name. We had always talked about naming whatever dog we got Steve, so that we could keep on being the Steves.

One evening we were walking her around the neighborhood, and the idea struck us. Why not call her Samantha Stevens? She would still have the name Steve, but in her last name. Steve G. called to her. “Samantha!” She turned her head and looked at us. Her name was now official.

She’s got tons of energy. We knew that Terriers were energetic and playful. We probably weren’t prepared for how much. She loves to run and chase tennis balls. Most people who see her comment on what a fast runner she is. We are now fairly certain of her heritage, a mix of Basenji and Manchester Terrier. Her coat is very smooth and shiny, like the Manchester, but her coloring is very similar to the tri-color Basenji. Her running speed and aloofness with strangers also suggest Basenji, but she has a smooth forehead and button ears like the standard Manchester. Once she gets to know you, she is very loving and affectionate. She’s not completely barkless, but she only talks when she really needs to get your attention.

She has a puppy play group at the local playground that she meets as often as possible. Her boyfriend Rudi (a blue-point brindle miniature dachshund who’s hearing impaired) and good friend Kobi (a Tibetan terrier) play with her almost every day. Sammy the Border Collie and Hillary the English Spaniel sometimes join the fun. She is not comfortable with dogs she doesn’t know, especially if they are bigger than she is.

She is fiercely protective of her daddies and her buddies. If she thinks you are about to be attacked, she will step in as a defense. Giving her praise for her protection is all she requires.