What an adventured I had yesterday on the Huron River! The weather is miraculously still warm enough here in Ann Arbor to have allowed Maxime, Rostom and I an afternoon of leisure on the river. It was a *ridiculous* afternoon. Rostom has no shame, and was prone to hollering at hot boys (see photos and video below) -- offering them candies or other treats if they came closer.They must have recognized him for the siren he is, as they never dared to come closer than a few feet. We even serenaded two hotties who were canoeing near us for the trip back. No really, we have video to prove it. I shot a few different short videos -- all funny in their own light -- but I've only posted three here for your enjoyment!

Singing "All By Myself" to the hot boys in the canoe ahead of us. Amazing!

Commenting on Maxime's butch shoes and coaxing him on -- and then screaming like queens when I realize we're headed into the "Satanic Mudpitt," when Rostom shifts his weight and the boat tilts, we all scream!

We got stuck in some muck, but we got out. And then Rostom and I continue our discussion of Michael Warner's concept of heteronormativity, in particular considering the way it gets taken up by activists / thinkers who misinterpret it to mean a lazy critique of that which is heterosexual:

And some photos for your enjoyment:

Sassy!