There really isn't a title for this so just go with it . . .

I would like , if I may , to take you an a strange journey.

No, not the band Journey, though I love them , and they are great ( and I promise I haven't stopped believing :-)

A different journey , of a more personal nature . A journey of self discovery, if you will.


You see, so much has happened in my circle of friends lately involving gays, and gaynesss, it has gotten me thinking about things I haven't thought about in a very, very long time . As I believe most of you know , I am a Pansexual. It took me years to realize this , but not because I just woke up one morning and said , " Hey , I think i'll be Pansexual today" , it started out a long time ago, and I realize now that I was always Pan, I just didn't have a word for it . Having a word for it dosen't GIVE you an identity suddenly, it just makes it a little easier to figure out where you fit in the great chain of being , and to root out your identity .

A Piece of my Heart

I'm going to start out by saying that even if my hands weren't shaking, even if I could keep a dry eye , and even if I weren't in the process of going through a box of kleenex , there is no way what I am about to write would EVER be good enough.

Today started out innocently enough , same old routine stuff. And then something in my facebook feed caught my eye. There was a name I recognized , in the worst imaginable context.

You see, today is the national Transgender day of remembrance . Today we honor our Transgender brothers and sisters who have been lost to violence, inadequate healthcare, or suicide.

Little pitchers have big ears . . .

It isn't really news to any of us that children have selective hearing , whatever you DON'T  want them to hear , they will not only hear , but memorize verbatim immediately after you say it . Whereas , if you are needing them to listen , it goes in one ear and out the other . It seems to just be the way it is with them , but a LOT of parents, moms especially , can sometimes end up saying a whole lot more than they realize ( myself included) and sometimes the damaging effects can last for the rest of your life.
Now let me ask you Mom's , how many times have you said something like this to your daughter/son ?

I'm goin' all Oprah Winfrey on this shit ! ( you have been warned )

In the grand tradition of women who have any influence at all in the media ( even if its just this shitty little excuse for a blog ) I am going to take a minute to take a pinch of Fraulien Maria and a dash Of lady O , and talk about my favorite things .
I will be honest, I just came from a wedding that could be blog fodder for years in and of itself , My friend was on tv today , I burned myself with a glue gun , and I managed to offend the hell out of one of my childhood preachers TWICE today.
There is PLENTY  of other shit I could blog about , and I will .
But right now, I want to talk about THIS.
Oprah's favorite things are generally interesting, Maria's are very musical , and well, I don't know ANYBODY who honestly gives a shit about Kathie Lee's favorite things ( furthermore why Hoda hasn't shot her yet, I will never know ), but my favorite things are special because they are mine ! ( lol !) and because you can't but them in any store, and I am not being paid by some billionare to endorse them to make him more money.


To Quote Fraulien Maria, " These are a few of my favorite things . . ."

Beware the Doo-Doo Turd people .

Many of you are  aware that I have become something of a Del Shores addict over the years , largely because he writes about subject matter that runs frighteningly close to my childhood experience, and like me , chooses to deal with it through humor most of the time. Having grown up in a small town permeated with teetollers and religous zealots of all shapes , as well as a cast of colorful eccentrics , I find him highly relatable . If you are not familiar with his body of work, I strongly suggest you check it out .

catch up time.

as I mentioned before , I have been going through some stuff as of late . Bill had a stint in the hospital where he could have died , but thankfully didn't . Little Wednesday has been ill , and in general we have had more than a few proverbial wolves at our door, but by the grace of the Good Lord we are survivin' and thrivin' !
Now with all of this going on , I got to doing a little soul searching , and started to wonder if I shouldn't find a way to incorperate the Big man upstairs into my writing as something more than just 'satire'. Then it dawned on me that I had never really set out to make him satire in the first place , apparently there are just a lot of judgemental people out there who apparently have a relationship with Jesus that is different than my own. That doesn't mean either one of us has a better relationship with him, we just understand him , and probably the concept of friendship, a little differently.