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[nilchance]

Welcome to our ranks, Jim Beaver! You can be an official Male Lesbian if you want. (Now joining the ranks of John Winchester, flannel-wearing softball-playing muscle-car-driving Ultimate Male Lesbian.)

Fire or Fire by lemmealone made me weep like a baby at work. Gen, Dean comes back from hell. And there's a terrifying Pentacostal preacher. Oh my God, it's perfect. Go read it.

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[softbluebuddy.livejournal.com]

I played softball all through college and then in a city league that also played tournaments for 15 years after college.

I am such a dork, I had no idea that there were a lot of lesbians that played softball, till my boss asked me something like, "Wow, you go to all those tournaments and stuff, you have a lot of lesbian softball players hitting on you all the time?" MY BOSS asked me that in front of the whole office.

I shut him up the only way I could think of, "What makes you think I'm not a lesbian?"

What an asshole. What difference does it/should it make? But seriously, then I had to go ask someone. Why would he assume that there are lots of lesbian softball players? My friend looked at me like I was an idiot. "How long have we been playing softball together? You never noticed?"

"No. I just thought they were always just really nice."

Mrs. Obvious here.

[hederahelix.livejournal.com]

In the interest of full disclosure, I should tell you both that I am a lesbian and that I do not play softball. In fact, if the sport involves people throwing balls at me, my basic instinct is to run away from the things being thrown at me. If you could have a D&D score in hand eye coordination, I would have a 0. Yes, I know, you can only roll a 3, but think of it as a 3 with a penalty applied. It's possible I might have joked that if I'd been even the slightest bit athletically inclined, I might have figured out the whole lesbian thing sooner. That said. . .

I think I love you. In a totally platonic, not at all like a lesbian softball player hitting on you way, of course.

I am always so unbelievably happy to hear stories about allies who step up and do awesome stuff like that. And also, the part about that fabulous, on the spot comeback, following by having to go quietly ask someone later, makes me giggle.

You don't happen to have the gaping fish mouth video of your boss afterwards, do you? Alas. I would love to see that.

[softbluebuddy.livejournal.com]

I totally love you too. And, I'm cool if it is in a lesbian softball player hitting on me kind of way. Once I realized the lesbian thing, softball became even more fun. LOL

Actually, I posted in my journal yesterday about women in sports and softball story because we went to a World Class Track and Field event yesterday.

The on the spot comeback. Dude had it coming, what a colossal dickwad. I don't have the gaping fish mouth video but for several years after that, all of my co-workers that were around when I said that to him would repeat the story when we were making fun of him behind his back, like out for drinks. One would say, "Hey, remember when you told Ed, 'What makes you think I'm not a lesbian?'" and then everyone would roll on the floor laughing after someone would imitate him. It sure shut him up.

On another note, I'm not lesbian, but about a week ago I admitted to hubby who knew I wrote some m/m slash and het that the first couple of stories that I posted were f/f slash. The next night he asked me, "Should I be worried that you are going to go play for the other team?" To which of course, I assured him, "Oh, no dear. Nothing to worry about." BWAHAHAHA

It's possible I might have joked that if I'd been even the slightest bit athletically inclined, I might have figured out the whole lesbian thing sooner.

Well, I was athletically inclined and didn't figure it out till I was 30. After my friend explained it to me I told my hubby and he was like, you travel with those girls all the time and stay over night and you didn't notice?

My goddamn gaydar was totally broken, or I was born without it.

See, cause if I had fully operational gaydar, I might have realized how hot girls were sooner. But, I definitely see it now. :)

[nilchance.livejournal.com]

Hee! That's so awesome, dude. You win.

IDK, I ran around in wifebeaters during high school and weightlifted with the boys, but I didn't realize I was a baby-dyke until I met T and was like, "huh. Maybe a liiiittle bisexual." (Which is not to say that lesbian stereotypes = lesbian, but dude. I was in lust with Geena Davis and thought it was admiration.) So I hear you on the lapsed gaydar.

[softbluebuddy.livejournal.com]

I used to sneak and look at my dad's Playboy magazines, and how I didn't get that yeah, I'm probably a lot more than bi-curious I'll never know.

But got the hubby, you know?

In the real world, we should be able to have one of each. Wouldn't that be perfect? Cause there is definitely the stuff I love doing with him, but damn, there is the stuff I dream about doing with girls. TMI, much? Sorry.


I love your baby-dyke comment. I love Geena Davis too. I loved those movies where she was all buff and stuff. The pirate one with Matthew Modine, where she saves him and he's the damsel in distress. And the one with Samuel L. Jackson, the Long Kiss Goodnight where she was the bad ass assassin with amnesia.

Damn, she was hot in both of those.