Connor does not own a stitch of purple and Chris wasn’t on board with me dying his hair purple to match mine, so I recruited friends and family to wear purple on his behalf yesterday for Purple Day and epilepsy awareness. Connor has epilepsy due to his brain tubers from TSC. That being said, we have not seen any seizure activity since Feb. 10.We didn’t do too shabby considering we were in stiff competition with the sea of red washing over Facebook due to the Supreme Court hearings on gay marriage. It was bad timing for me as red is definitely my color and I have a ton of it. But since that is a two-day affair, today I got to discover that my still purple hair goes great with a red top. Politics, schmolitics. I’m in it for the fashion. And who knows. Maybe someday, people will figure out that you can’t claim to have Jesus in your heart, and in the same breath, call someone a fag and condemn them to hell.