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Ohio. A land of many queers Welcome to The Guide to Queer Ohio. Please refreshen your beverage and allow me to tell you a fairy tale. Yes, I’ll wait.
< humming the theme to "I Dream of Jeanie" > All set? Ok, let’s begin... Once upon a time there was a petite flower fairy gawdess from a fabulously queer land far, far away (Ok, it was Massachusetts... are you satisfied?!) . Due to circumstances which don’t relate to this fairy tale in any way, the petite flower fairy gawdess wound up living in Cleveland. "Cleveland?!" you say, with an almost mockish tone. Yes, Cleveland. And the petite flower... Ooooh, let’s just call her "Girfren" and make this easier, lest she break a nail... Now, where were we? Oh yes, so she was in Cleveland. Girfren is a nomadic type, so she also travelled much of the land in and around that which the natives call "The Buckeye State". And do you know what she saw? No, of course you don’t. How could you, unless you’ve read this fairy tale before? So, I’ll tell you. She saw many other queers. Many, many queers. And on many an occasion she was so overcome with excitement (Though it may have been the allergy pills affecting her) that she would turn, thirty-five degrees counter-clockwise, to her wonderfully beautiful and brilliant other half, Queen Dream, and exclaim, "This is a land of many queers!" And so the name of this fable came to pass.
"But where did The Guide to Queer Ohio come from?" you may whine, with a bit of negativity about this fairy tale having any relevance whatsoever. Well, once upon another time, Queen Dream - being the wonderfully beautiful and brilliant better half of Girfren that she is - whisked Girfren away on a Queen Dream vacation to another land of many queers. This land was known as Southern California. One day they visited a village of queers called West Hollywood. And there they came upon what is known to gay and lesbian historians worldwide as "The Great Thirst". We all know what stops The Great Thirst, don’t we? Yes, you guessed correctly: Iced Mocha, and lots of it. Girfren and Queen Dream sprinted towards the nearest feminist coffeehouse/bookstore/delicatessen/gay archives and history museum they could find and began to furiously inject the antidote into their nervous systems. Just as the quench began to subside, a Queer Young Thing (n., 1. An unaged local homosexual; 2. An unaged homosexual from someplace else who pretends to have lived in the urban ghetto for their entire lifetime in an effort to forget their sordid adolescence and impress strangers with their angst) magically appeared with flyers in her unmanicured paws, inviting Girfren and her lovely and vivacious counterpart, Queen Dream, to some show or some such. Queen Dream, being the graceful and ever-talented wordsmith that she is, replied by uttering this oft quoted phrase: "We’re only in town for the day, sorry."
< sigh >Isn’t she dreamy?!
Then came the really exciting part (as if you weren’t excited already... as if!). The Queer Young Thing asked where Girfren and Queen Dream were from. Just as Girfren opened her mouth (in which, I might add, many have fantasized about being the antidote to The Great Thirst) and revealed their city of domestic bliss, another Queer Young Thing passed within hearing. Queer Young Thing number one, who was asking all the questions in a not too unlike "Dragnet" manner, said something to the effect of how she could understand how our two heroines would travel to the queer mecca. Meaning, "What kind of community could possibly exist in... < chuckle, snort > Ohio?"
Just then, Queer Young Thing number two (you remember, the one who passed by) said, "Cleveland?! Hey cool. I’m from Cincinnati! Are you going to ...?" and she rattled off a number of upcoming area events, saying how she missed Ohio, and how great the community is here - Ohio. Can you imagine?!
"Well, that’s all well and good, but you still haven’t said where The Guide to Queer Ohio came from." you let drip from your lips, which I should say, is rather unbecoming on you.
To make a long fairy tale short (if it’s possible at this point), previous to this, Girfren became fascinated with the web. In the summer of 1996, on break from school and bored out of her freakin’ mind, she created two websites geared towards connecting lesbians on the web. Somewhere during this period, she thought of including some Ohio or Midwestern resources into her sites. Sure enough, she found out, none existed. And so, The Guide to Queer Ohio was born. For those of you familiar with The Guide, it started as basically a pub and club listing on my other site. Almost immediately, I began receiving tons of email from queer Ohioans, ex-Ohioans, academics.... Really, all sorts of people, all over the world. At the least, my goal is to get people in touch with other gays and lesbians in their area. My hope is that I’ve met the needs of people who visit the site. But, it’s a hard thing to mistress. In some areas I don’t have addresses, in others I have addresses but no phone numbers. It’s sort of a grassroots project. If you’d like to make additions, corrections, comments, whatever, feel free to email me. As long as I don’t think it’s totally inappropriate (like a phone sex line or something), I’ll add it. I'd also like to abuse...errr, use the guestbook as a sort of forum to get people in touch. The geocities server doesn't allow us to cgi-bin, and the LPage people don't mind. So, if you want to post, are looking for something/someone, or just wanna say "hey!" post it in the guestbook along with your email address. Just to let us know you were here. So, The Guide to Queer Ohio is dedicated to anyone living in middle America who feels they are different because of their sexual orientation, and that there is no community nearby to support them. To those people, I’d like to say, "You’re not alone. If you build it, they will come." Most especially, The Guide to Queer Ohio is dedicated to the queer youth of America....Please don’t move to West Hollywood... Not that there’s anything wrong with Los Angeles, if you like that sort of thing....Personally, I’d miss the snow, because I really like to ski,
and being from New England...
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