Louise in Church

Saturday night I had planed on going to Diabloique, without getting into a long story, I didn't. Instead I had noticed that there was an African dance group performing at a Church about 20 Min's from our home. I figured I like some of that high energy music and it would be interesting to go as Louise, what was the worse that would happen, would I be rejected by a group who preaches accepting everyone.

It was a very nice event, I'm not sure if anyone noticed me, but my wife Millie said she saw one woman and a younger male who she said she though could have been gay checking me out.

It was about a 2 hour, very energy packed event, lots of jumping and kicking, almost like martial art's. I guess from where they come from (Kenya) you need to protect yourself.

Their tour leader a (Caucasian) lady explained that they do this for donations only and are in this country for one year. They're air far is donated to them, when they get home they share everything they collected with not only all of their family's which are layers deep but also with the villages. She said they live in those corrugated steel shacks with only 3 rooms where you may have 20+ plus people. It really makes you think how good we have it here even with the taxes we pay.

I forgot to have Millie take a picture of me in the church but I have one of the dancers.

The Biker Bar

I had been invited to a restaurant where the owner was introducing a new chief, they offered "free" (that's the operative word here) Hors D'Oeuvre's and a cash bar. I was somewhat apprehensive about attending but I know the owner personally and he said the upstairs area was much different than downstairs. The downstairs is a "Biker Bar" and one of the qualifications to be a waitress there is to have as many tattoos as possible showing and to drink and fight like a man. In other words, I'm 5'3, and was scared to death (not really) walking into the joint.

And as to my better judgement, as soon as I walked in an older lady recognized me and started talking with me at the door, within 5 seconds a huge man about 6' and a good 250# with a white beard, Harley Motor Cycle shirt, and a bottle of beer in his hand came over, put his arm around my shoulders and said "honey, I'd do anything for you" he was much more explicit than that, but you can use your imagination. I declined his offer and wiggled up the stairs (I love being a bitch).

I was very impressed with the upstairs, it was crowded and the people were what you would consider average, although the Mayor was there, we know each other because I used to do business with him for about 30 years. He usually tends to be obnoxious, not only to me but everyone, but I was pleasantly surprised, he greeted me with a hand shake and hug and even introduced me to a couple people. I don't like to overstay my welcome so I stepped away and ordered a glass of wine next to him, he may have though I was out of hearing range when I heard him say to the people near him "Lou was one of the best auto techs in the area and a great guy, I really like him". I have to say I was impressed.

The rest of the 1-1/2 hours were filled by talking with two men, one who voluntarily told me he was gay and was open about it and his married friend and I took it as they were friends and nothing more. I also bumped into the ex tax collector for the city who was also local theater with my wife His wife just loved the Louise image, but he seemed to be uncomfortable, it could have been the fact that he just had his knee replace a few weeks earlier and was uncomfortable. I did meet one other "Celebrity" there, he goes by Capt Joel Fogel, his father owned one of the largest commercial refrigeration manufacturing company's in the country and supplied all the supermarkets with them. He's a would famous explorer, he was so impressed with me he had to give me his business card. I know he's spent a lot of time in Africa, I hope he doesn't want to take me there and have me meet some cannibals.

As I went to leave, the big guy from downstairs was waiting for me, again he grabbed me and started to introduce me to some of the biker group, I really doubt I'm interested being someones "biker bitch" but it was courageous on his part to accept me for what I am, I'm sure he was harmless, but I wasn't going to find out, I excused myself and left.

Louise