Steve Pierce is a Gay Leather Fetishist

To simplify my web surfing, I've started using Google Reader. It's a great way to keep track of all the blogs I read on one page. Looking to keep up with Ypsi, since I live here, I decided to add the blog of former mayoral candidate Steve Pierce.

Did you know his website is Ypsinews.com?

Boy, was I surprised to learn that it is NOT StevePierce.com!

I haven't been web punk'd so badly since I logged onto whitehouse.com in 1997.

The Official Sport of Planet Earth and Ypsilanti

I've started playing soccer at Frog Island park, Sundays and Wednesdays at 5:30, with friends and random acquaintances. The number of players (as little as two on a team, as many as five) varies as wildly as their respective skill levels (ranging from rank amateurs to amateurs worth ranking), but it remains amicable enough that even someone 10 years out of practice (like I am) can enjoy themself.

When things get too competetive, I tend to quit because it's no longer fun. Thankfully, this is not the case. Players are swapped between teams as necessary, and half the time we don't even keep score. It's hard to take things too seriously when you're playing on half a field and using orange cones.

One of the things I like about Ypsi is that you encounter all kinds of different cultures without even trying. Quite regularly our dicking around is overshadowed when the actual field (we play off to the side, near the amphitheater) is taken over by actual teams who want to play an actual game. Thus far its either been Latinos, (Guatemalans, I think) or West Africans (from where I have no clue).

I am aware that soccer is the most popular sport the world over, but these happen to be the two groups that immediately come to mind think of when I think of it. Ypsi's local leagues would only be made more complete---in my head at least---by the inclusion of drunken Scotsman.

Raptors

A dear friend told me she thinks in metaphor, I replied that I think in symbols.  Or at least that I see the world that way.  I'll never really know if reality, nature, God, or whatever shares my sense of semantic geometry but that's just how it is: sometimes I see things that stand for others in ways I just couldn't make up.

So it was yesterday as I was walking from my house to have lunch with the proprietor of this blog.  As I passed EMU's campus, I saw a pair of vultures circling around Pierce Hall, home of EMU's beleaguered administration.  

Like I said, I'm not creative enough to make that up.  If I tried, you'd never believe me.