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The BBQ that didn't happen

Last weekend we were invited to a BBQ at the Bird Sanctuary in Brigantine. It seems lately we've been spending so much time over there and have met so many nice friends we should consider moving to the city.

Sunday happened to be one of the windiest days in the past year. I had dressed because it was a Saturday afternoon and afterwards the normal routine is to go to Karaoke which I usually go as Louise and wouldn't have time to dress up.

As we get to the beach area of the Bird Sanctuary (which I had checked out the week before and had no difficulty driving on) I notice no one is there, although I see another car parked way up by the lookout tower witch I presumed my had be one of the party goers so I start to drive towards the car following her path. I get about half way and I start to sink into the sand. I stop and try to back out, well I'm going no place, the wind must be 30+++ miles P H and my wig wants to blow off, just then Millie gets a text saying the party was relocated to our friends house to the wind (if I had known 30 seconds earlier I would have avoided this situation).

So there I am trying to work myself out, the person in the 4 wheel drive who was in front of us is on the tower waving and I'm stuck, she must think I'm playing. Anyway after about 2 or 3 minuets and sinking to my frame I finally had mad a little track to some harder sand and was able to pull forward enough to then backup with momentum and drive out of the ditch I put myself in.

We finally get to the party and a few minutes later the woman who was on the tower comes in and asks if I was the person stuck, I said yeah, she said "Oh I have all kinds of chains and rope, I've pulled people out before". Oh well what do you say after that.

Now for the rest of the story. The home owner asks her neighbors to come over, it's 2 men, we weren't sure of the relationship till about a half hour later, but the one is married to the others sister (brother in laws) but for some reason he would say "partner" so it was confusing.

After an hour or so, and Millie being fed a few Adult Beverages (I've mentioned she's part Native American) she was "feeling her Oats" want to share one of her Karaoke songs with the two men she never met before, the song is "The Rodeo Song" and is quite obscene, to say the least. So she's in her glory and does it "acapella". The one new gentleman turns to her and says "I AM a Baptist Minister", well what do you say after that. There I am all dressed up, my wife is singing a highly offensive song and in the company of a Baptist Minister no less, you CAN'T script this stuff (at least I can't).

So obviously everyone try's to mitigate the embarrassment and we go one with the party. The 2 gentlemen are invited to the Karaoke lounge which they seem to be undecided about because they were moving things out of the condo to take home till next year and wanted an early start.

So now it's about 9:30PM at Karaoke and the host wants Millie to sing her song because there's a group of women at one end of the bar harassing him, Millie in all her glory just starts to belt out her "Rodeo Song" and at the first "Fuc*king" when in walks the Minister and his B-I-L. All we could do is laugh like hell and guess what, he comes over and sits next to me and insists on his picture with me. Oh he's single, never married.

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unsung hero

09 11 15

Friday night I went to an UPSCALE lounge (for me 11.50 for a glass of wine in Margate NJ qualifies). The Miss America Pageant officials happened to be there for dinner, I didn't interact with any of them, it was a "Black Tie" affair.

I went into the lounge/dance area and was greeted by an acquaintance with his wife, they button holed me and he insisted on offering me a beverage, I don't really like that for a couple reasons, I feel I might need to reciprocate to the person and who they're with and then I have to be polite and stay with them till I'm done with the drink before I can go to my next "Victim" (so to speak). But it was a nice conversation and I discovered this person is a VERY respected artist with highly desired paintings, I think I'll consider buying one, he had some images on his phone and they were outstanding.

I was done my drink and started to walk around when I was beckoned over by the sister of a guy I used to race bike with (he cross-dresses too, but is closeted and a little slutty, he doesn't know I know and I don't think his sister knows either). She introduced me to a person who happened to be a pretty interesting person, he's a commercial pilot and said he fly's all the big stuff, 757's and things like that, I don't keep track of airplanes, but I know that's much bigger than a tractor trailer. 

I mentioned to him my wife had made up 3 pilots who are cross-dressers, he was a little surpassed and then he asked if I knew about the person who created Sirius Radio, I said no, he said he's a Trans Sexual. I looked up this person, Martine Rothblatt   >>> link to interview.

http://www.ted.com/talks/martine_rothblatt_my_daughter_my_wife_our_robot_and_the_quest_for_immortality?share=156038002d

The irony about this person is NOT that they are a transsexual, the important subject here is she is VERY modest about his sexual identity, definitely NOT a Caitlyn "Bruce" Jenner in either appearance, polarity or need to be as flamboyant in promoting her sexual identity.

It is her qualifications as a true GENUS and contributions to technology, medicine and lifestyles without any flag waving about over coming personal demons, she's a "pull up your boots" and do it person, a role model for anyone of any lifestyle regardless of any orientation.

Watch the interview

 http://www.ted.com/talks/martine_rothblatt_my_daughter_my_wife_our_robot_and_the_quest_for_immortality?share=156038002d

 

The Nail Day

 09 08 15

Wednesday I had a morning appointment, the reason this is important to know is over the last year or so I have regressed into some depression, I'll mentioned one of my more demonstrative quotes, 

"Everything I did right turned out wrong"

What has happened is I just have no energy or enthusiasm to go out, even as Lou let alone spend between an hour to hour and a half getting dressed unless I have something to do most of the day or have a new wardrobe item to wear.

Yeah I know I sound as if I have a lot of self pity and guess what, I do. Why would I go to the extremes of cross dressing and not giving a damn of who knows or what they say, as I mentioned, Lou has ALWAYS been abused in someway or fashion (more of that another time).

Wednesday turned out to be exceptional though. I needed an ultrasound but a specific specialist and my Doctor insisted a call the only facility near me to schedule an appointment. Ultra sounds are not too difficult but you still need usually a few days to get into a radiologist, they're all busy. I called the facility early and told the scheduler my Dr wanted to expedite the test, she said we're backed up for a week, I mentioned I'd appreciate the earliest possible, she was polite and I for some reason thew in the fact that if I were my sister, I'd probably get expedited (it just came out because I know how Louise influences people) she had my name and probably recognized it after my comment. Son of a Bitch, she asks if I happen to be Louise, I said yes, she said you were so kind to me and my friends one night at Clancy's (one of my hangouts) by taking party pictures of us, Ill see what I can do, 2 minuets later she said I'm going to work you in for 11 PM today. Well how about that, the power of Louise.

Since it was a Wednesday and my wife and I usually go out for karaoke I called to see about a nail appointment, the receptionist gave me a 2 PM appointment.I became a little enthused and figured I would dress to get my nails done, I usually don't, but the girls love when I come in as Louise.

The nail salon people always give me a great reception, oh sure, I understand they're in business and have to treat everyone nice, but this place has about 20 manicure and pedicure stations and always 90% -100% busy when I come in and I've NEVER seen anyone else given the "red carpet" treatment they give me and I've been going there about 3+ years.

I'm sitting next to an older (70's) lady next to me, a NO nonsense looking woman. My nail tech and I are having a causal conversation and she goes to pick out a different nail color for me. The lady next to me turns and says, I like your necklace it looks silver but has pink in it, well it's a pined 3" medallion and it was catching the reflection from her pink top. We start a nice conversation and she mentions she lives in Ocean City. The location is important to know because it was originally establish as a conservative Christian community, they have Blue Laws and it's a Dry Town. Upper crust Christians are the main population and if there's one non Christian there they probably wear a cross to blend in. I just found it interesting this person never asked why I dress and was exceptional polite to me without sounding patronizing.  

I usually, by habit look around to see if I recognize anyone and see one lady who seems to keep making eye contact with me, but doesn't smile as if she knows me and I can't remember if I know her. We both have to go to the drying station about the same time and they're 2 other lady's drying. She's on the other side of me and starts a conversation and then comes over and asks me if I know a certain Doctor, I said oh yes, he's a really nice person and had done my wife's thyroid surgery, she say's I'm his wife and he always tells me about one of his patients husbands who cross-dresses (he's only seen my pictures) she asks if I'm that person and I said of course. What a class act in my book, she says I'm so happy to meet you, may I take your picture, I said how about we do a selfie, she says, great idea.

OK, so everyone is going to say I'm a narcissistic bitch and want the attention, YOU'RE right, I love it, crave it, compared to being that "Cellophane Man, you can look right at me, walk right by me and never even know I'm there" person, I am respected for who and what I am even if people might not "get it".

My next chore was to go to Shop Rite, what a busy store and I always run into someone I know there. This was no exception, nothing dramatic. It was when I was checking out and another older Lady (mid 70's) tells me to go ahead of her, I recognized her but couldn't remember from where, her husband just walked up and they said we know you from Margate and High School, he said I was an assistant principle and teacher, so he knew me from HS and my business too. I was a little apprehensive even though his wife (she seemed stolid) I realized is also a consumer of my wife, some people can be "snooty" but she was actually very polite to me, the husband and I were bantering with cute little jokes, he said he don't look bad for his age and I agreed but I said don't try to dress like me you wouldn't be competition, even his wife laughed. 

For me it was a fun afternoon that helped me get though the day.