AboutUs

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GAY was the late-night brain child of Editor, Candy
Parker, who launched the e-magazine so quickly she
didn't have time to second-guess herself. The first
issue of GAY - the e-zine for lesbians with a sense of
humor - went from concept to distribution in less
than 48 hours and the response was so enthusiastic,
Candy had no option but to continue.

The e-magazine now boasts 2,000+ subscribers,
representing every state in the U.S. and quite a few
international subscribers, as well.

The GAY staff is growing all the time! We're happy
to tell you a little bit about ourselves.

Corporate slave by day, aspiring writer by night, Candy is perhaps the only person alive to have asked for a
thesaurus as a 16th birthday present. She got the thesaurus and an IBM Selectric typewriter and spent the
last 25+ years cultivating aspirations of becoming "the lesbian Erma Bombeck".

Since launching GAY, Candy has taken a vow of sleeplessness and has forgotten what her 16 year-old son
and pets look like. On the up side, Candy's obsession with GAY has lead to recovery from her online Texas
Hold 'Em poker addiction.

When not sitting in front of the keyboard, either at the office or at home working on GAY, Candy likes to
alphabetize her canned goods, stalk the Editors of more well-established magazines in search of
publication, and polish her Partridge Family lunch box.

When she's not distracted by shiny things or chasing skirts, Ambz The Ripper passes time by writing and
/or bitching. There's a fine line 'tween the two.

Ambz has been publicly splashing her personal life and the hilarity that ensues all over the Internet for
almost a decade - and still isn't famous. Incidentally, probably half a million people are now privy to how
big of a douche bag she is.

When she is not flattening her ass even more by sitting on it in front of a computer, Ambz likes to hate
Paris Hilton, drink beer out of a champagne flute, and marvel at how long her lone billy goat chin hair can
grow before she has to pluck it for social reasons.

Ambz The Ripper is 100% single, ladies. That's right. She credits her current status to the germs that
cause... GINGIVITIS. Either that or her amazing sloth-like behavior limits her from leaving the house to
find a date other than her right hand. She's stuck in the 80's, but only in music and not in fashion. She
solemnly swears that she hasn't sported bitch bangs or slap bracelets since middle school.

Leigh is a born-again Texan, originally hailing from the Catskill Mountains of New York State. She is a 48
year old *married* lesbian; meaning they have rented the U-Haul AND had cats together. By day, as a
lowly cashier, Leigh hones her razor sharp wit and snappy one-liners on unsuspecting shoppers. By night she
dabbles in graphic art, photo illustration and photo repair and dreams of finding fame and fortune(?) on the
pages of a free e-zine.

When not creating original artwork for GAY e-zine, Leigh works miracles of graphic design and photo
restoration.

Perhaps the most disturbing aspect about Kasey Loman is the blatant flaunting of her lesbianism in the Web
comic “Hippie and BullDyke,” which is a weekly strip that has provided aid, comfort and safe haven on the
world wide web to enemies of our American values for over 3 years. Every week millions of gays, lesbians,
and who knows what kind of other liberal-environmental-tree hugging-tofu-eating wackos read this page to
get ideas on how to change our great country to be more accepting to the homosexual lifestyle (at least
that’s what I think it does, I’ve never read it myself, of course). One need not look any further than the name
itself to know this site is for people like hippies … and well … bulldykes! She is also big in France, which
should tell you something right there.

This strip makes a mockery of decent, hard-working American patriots, such as Ann Coulter, the Reverend
Fred Phelps of the Westboro Baptist Church of Topeka Kansas, Condoleza Rice and … yes … even our
commander in chief, President George W. Bush. Can you imagine? I cannot. This was brought to my
attention by a dear friend of mine, Congressman Mark Foley who has recently undertaken visiting some of
these sites for research purposes only. He is a brave man, who has surely seen many horrific scenes that
have made him extremely uncomfortable, and I ask that you pray for him.

Karen spends most of her weekdays chained to a desk in her corporate cubicle. In her spare time, when she is
not jumping up and down on her bed singing into a pencil, she is “voyeur extraordinnaire”, constantly
observing humanity and all its idiocies. A democrat by logic and common sense, terminally single by nature,
and deeply amused by all aspects of human nature, humor is the molten lava in her veins, and the sole reason
she is not serving a life sentence in a maximum security psych ward.

Monique Finley is a Shreveport-Bossier City, Louisiana native. She was lucky to be raised in the California
valleys and beaches. She speaks with a Southern accent, though she didn't have one when she got to Bossier.
Some call her a recovering Californian. She says, "But I'm a lesbian in the South, I'm dying to go back to Cali."

Monique is the single mother of a 47 year old college student. She's never had children, but she's raising her
mom. "At least I didn't have to go through the terrible twos. It's like having a teenager in the house.

There is little that can be said about C.J. Ward that would be proper to put in print. No, seriously, she is a
decent kinda gal on most days ending in “y.”

She grew up dirt poor in West Virginia, knows all the hillbilly jokes you can throw at her, served some time (in
the Military, people), and spent 16 years as an EMT. She moved to Washington, DC in 1993. This is where she
left her “love ‘em and leave ‘em a note” mentality behind (10 years later) and married a good Texas gal, not
once but twice.

C.J. has taught adult education classes for the past few years and has been a CPR instructor for over 10 years.
Since the birth of their daughter, she has opted to be a stay at home comedian. Her antics include “elastic
face Momma,” “stinky toes,” “you gotta go pee on the potty,” and the never ending, “Attt, att, that it is
Momma’s computer, not Abbie’s.”

When she is not chasing after their one year old daughter, she can be found on the computer updating her
blog or chasing submission request. Her latest essay, "Trouble with Pink", may be found in the latest book by
Harlyn Aizley, Confessions of the Other Mother. She can also be found on the L Word Fanisode site submitting
scenes and causing trouble.

She is currently preparing to return to college to finish her BA in English or Early Childhood Education. As,
she truly feels she skipped a few key developmental stages and she needs a firmer grasp of the English
language.

Heather drinks copious amounts of Diet Coke. She has an amazing girlfriend and a guitar she can't play. Her
name is Bettye Ruth - the guitar, not the girlfriend. The girlfriend's name is April. Heather has an aunt who
gets crazy when she drinks and a cowgirl hat that makes Heather feel ten feet tall and bullet proof. One day
she wants to be a famous writer girl. And to live in a place where her trashy 20-year old neighbor won't pull
his Mustang onto the front lawn to unload his gaggle of kids.