Happy fookin Anniversarary, kids! Yes I get to use that term. I'm so glad that I know people who are a living, breathing and loving family. Get use to "hop on pop" dude! I've been trying to psychically trying to send Autumn fashion tips and ways lovingly torture her dad. Hmmmm. Seems to be working! Alright, alright! For Mel's sake I'll stop.

anyway, I love youse two (3 really)! congrats!

I'm gonna miss you. You and Kristy (Ivy) were part of my rocker stories and backstage tales. Punk and rock will never be the same without you.

i think... I'm sober enough to type...damn, I didn't get drunk enough! If it weren't for a wardrobe malfunction and diaper-man, New year's eve at the bar would have been great. Not enough debauchery: I was being good if not bitchy. Nothing new there!

grrrr! Happy new Year bitches!

This does illustrate my point regarding Gay marriage. I have said that if one uses the phrase "marriage" as part of a law, then that law serves to descriminate against those who are excluded from "marriage." Obama has said that he didn't agree with gay "marriage," but gay unions, civil unions or some other whitewashed bullshit. I am so fuckin' tired of folks telling me "to play nice and be quiet and you'll get a cookie!" I have already declared war on the Mormon Church (and scientologists too, but that's another rant), don't make me take on Black culturalised Homophobia too, because the n*****rs will lose. I will use civil rights against their holier than thou attitude. Am I inciting culture war? You bet! Anyone that has ever met me knows that when I'm righteously mad, it's not a good idea to pat me on the head. You'll be drawing back a stump! I have faced down bigger and worse bigots than african americans and said bigots will never come near me again! (Have you ever met my Mother? Have you not heard of the tales of "Hell Mommy?")

I am going to sit in the front of the bus and wave my dick at y'all!

...knows that some of this is because of theryk

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an interesting incident at the bar last night. We had gathered for our usual sunday karaoke night and also to celebrate the host's birthday. It was quite fun and festive, as some folks we haven't seen or heard from in a while were there. Many beautiful voices and good cheer.

I must preface the next paragraph with this disclaimer: I am presently in "truth-mode," which means that the truth comes blurting out of my mouth, whether I (or anyone else) tries to stop it. It may be that the moon was in Gemini (as is my native moon) so I was feeling way too much.

I started up a conversation with a young man who is a friend of a friend. He was cute and said he was a singer/songwriter. We talked for a while, even though I had the sneaking suspicion that anyone who describes themselves as a singer/songwriter is either neither or full of themselves. His assessment of some of the singers was downright ludicrous, saying that they were great singers, blah, blah, blah. I did not correct him but did suggest he listen a bit harder, especially that he's in a band as the lead singer. Somehow, I missed his singing of a George Michael song but he certainly caught me singing a Shirley Bassey version of "As Long as He needs Me" (from the musical "Oliver!"). Anyone that has seen me sing, knows that I pull out all the stops and perform! I think he may have become intimidated by me.

During the talking, later, he mentioned something about a transgendered person and used the word "thing" to describe them. When I got upset about the dehumanizing term, he made other comments that I may have termed "ignorant," meaning the absence of knowledge (of the subject) not as an insult. Oops! He then started to sputter and make noises that I interrupted by saying that he should invest time in stepping out from behind his conceit and learn some gender-neutral pronouns and stop treating people he doesn't understand as "things." He didn't get my usage of "conceit" as a personal point of view, instead (knee-jerk) reacting as if I said that he was conceited, in the disdainful sense. I said he should be ashamed at using dehumanizing, hateful terms to describe a member of our community.

As often happens when I make a point, the bar was quiet at the moment I made my climaxing statement. Oopsie!

Later, I went over to our mutual friend and stated that I would like to apologize to his friend (for the stentorian virulence of my statement). As I started to apologize, saying that "I'm sorry, I have a serious problem with bigotry in all forms...", he got all upset and said things like "I'm not stupid!" (people who say this as a defense usually have issues) and "You're a horrible teacher!" (like he would get close enough to me to know! sheesh!) and "I am not a bigot" (often a clue to one's self-loathing or internalized hate issues). I just stood there and smiled my best Mona Lisa smile and let him rant. I said nothing and with a small sigh, turned and walked away.

Sometimes you feel like a bitch, sometimes you don't!

The moral of the story: Don't talk to me if you don't want the truth. AND cute ends when they open their mouths.

I had some very interesting phone calls today.

One was from my sister calling to tell me that she was ok after 6 weeks in the hospital swapping out kidneys (the first three didn't work well). One must remember that my sister and I are not close. We grew up ignoring each other until I went to college and never came back. She's African/American and lives in the DC area; and sounds like it. Big church goer (to a big church), works for an alphabet agency that I shouldn't really talk about and is very self-absorbed. Very. Luckily I am who I am, so listening is no problem. We got to the subject of the president elect and I could feel the, what, joy coming through the line. A positive feeling that didn't have to do directly with herself! Or did it?

I called my mom to chat with her and ask about her feelings on the subject. My 86 year old mother plainly said, "I always knew it would happen (a black man as president), but I didn't think it would happen in my life time." She also offered a brief glimpse of the past by saying, "...after all the bad stuff, not allowing black folk to vote, the poll tax - you had to pay to vote!? - not counting votes..." Mom isn't prone to a lot of complicated emotions so it was easy to hear the elation in her voice. We then proceeded to have a wonderful time chatting about stuff, that fact that she's going to Bermuda for xmas and that she's thinking about adding Scotland to our trip next year...

End of Part I

...all my friends: the Mormon Church gets no more "byes" from me. I will be so anti-mormon in the days to come that I may endanger my karma. Before I thought the elders were harmless and cute, now I say, "fuck 'em and their holy underware!"

I will do my best to seduce any that come to my door. I will hang their undies from my front porch as bunting!


grrr! this is part of my gay agenda!

the above is a quote from Dolly Parton. She is a wonderful human being and was being humourous and truthful as she is wont to do.

So the RNC spent $150,000 to put lipstick on a pig, oh excuse me, clothes on sssSarah Palin. They weren't being humourous or truthful as they are won't to do.

I sincerely apologize to Dolly for involving her in this comparison.



(I just spent 24 hours sleeping, I'll say what I want!)

Dawgs!








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