So I just gave the address to this blog to another of my friends.....Leah Peah. Which means, she will inevitably hit the link and take a little trip here and poof...instead of one reader...I'll have two! So in honor of her upcoming visit to this blog....AND her upcoming visit to see ME in San Francisco (okay, so she has a doctor's appointment and will probably visit her other friends, too, but this is my blog, dammit), I thought I'd update today with a little story that encapsulates Leah and myself. She's heard this a million times, but I think she'll appreciate it in print.
So first you have to imagine us, poolside in Calistoga. Life was quite good. We both worked at Greystone, we had a common day off together and we had a pool in the backyard, which we regularly lounged beside. During these lounging sessions we typically read fashion magazines, or beach reads, gossiped/bitched about work, or had some sort of deep conversation about relationships, men, women or any other socially political issues. So one day, Leah and I are lounging. Both of us are on our backs in our respective chairs, discussing the social topic du jour: gay versus straight. It went a little bit like this:
Leah: "Kate, I have a theory..."
Kate: "What's your theory?"
Leah: "I think that everyone in the world is bisexual."
Kate: "okay...."
Leah: "I think that everyone is a varying degree of bisexual...I mean most "straight" people are probably a much higher percentage attracted to their opposite sex, like 90% straight, 10% gay or even more....like 99% straight versus 1% gay and vice versa for "gay" people, but I just don't think there is a black and white."
Kate: "I could see that...."
Leah: "I hate it when people say, 'I could never be gay, or I could never kiss or sleep with a person of the same sex...it just isn't me at all.' It drives me crazy, because, I mean, how do you know if you've never tried it?
Kate: "This is true..."
Leah: "It's like saying you don't like tiramisu, when you've never even tried the tiramisu!"
Kate cracking up: "That is so quotable...."
Leah sitting up on her elbows on the lounge chair: "why?"
Kate up on her elbows on the lounge chair: "One day I'll call you, and I'll say,'Leah, I tried the tiramisu.'
Leah turning over onto her stomach: "That would be fabulous."
