Over the weekend my painter had another job to do before coming back to mine on Monday. As I went out to great him he says to me "I hear your famous" I tried to play dumb (it' not to hard for me) but I didn't know how he found out.
He said when he was at the other job on Saturday he mentioned he needed to pickup some equipment from a house in Linwood, the clients asked where he was working and he mentioned my name, they dropped the bomb on him, apparently their comments were very positive.
He said, you know what gave you away was your nails, I noticed them the first day but I just wasn't sure and didn't want to say anything inappropriate, he was very comfortable with the whole thing.
My wife and I help other CD's with makeup, photography and escorting them out if needed. Contact me at CuteLouise1@aol.com To start at the beginning of my postings, please scroll down a little till you see the dates on the right side and click at the first (top) date. Thank you
Wednesday, June 25, 2014
Thursday, June 19, 2014
My Painter
This past Monday my painters started working on the outside of my home. I had originally met this person while getting coffee at the local McDonald's, I stopped in after cycling and he was dressed in paint stained clothes, it was obvious he painted, so I asked if he would give me an estimate which turned out very fair compared to other estimates I received, we met a couple times to go over what needed to be done and had set up the scaffolding the week before so he knew me pretty well in my "Lou" persona, which definitely is NOT a "Kodak Moment".
So Monday he comes to start and was parking in my driveway, I asked if he wouldn't mind parking at the curb because my "Twin Sister" was coming over, I was going out in the afternoon to a social event with my wife to meet the new AC Mayor en-fem, I figured I'd break the painters chops because he would still be here when we left.
About 4 PM I come out of my front door to get my mail and he was loading up his truck, as I walked by him (without acknowledging him) he turned from the drivers door and said hello, the paused and looked and said, you almost got me, I looked at him and said, I'm Lou's sister, he looked again and said, OMG, you look exactly alike, I'm Bill the painter, I gave him a sissy limp wrist-ed 2 finger ladylike handshake and had only softened my voice slightly. He asked if "Lou" was in the house because he wanted to give him an estimate on the carpentry work needed, I told him he had gone out and he could talk to him the next day.
The next day I spoke to the painter and commented that my sister told me she met him, he had no comment. I'm going out tomorrow, Friday, and he'll have another chance to meet "Louise" I wonder if he realized who I was and didn't want to say anything.
I'll find out, because I'm a persistent little bitch.
So Monday he comes to start and was parking in my driveway, I asked if he wouldn't mind parking at the curb because my "Twin Sister" was coming over, I was going out in the afternoon to a social event with my wife to meet the new AC Mayor en-fem, I figured I'd break the painters chops because he would still be here when we left.
About 4 PM I come out of my front door to get my mail and he was loading up his truck, as I walked by him (without acknowledging him) he turned from the drivers door and said hello, the paused and looked and said, you almost got me, I looked at him and said, I'm Lou's sister, he looked again and said, OMG, you look exactly alike, I'm Bill the painter, I gave him a sissy limp wrist-ed 2 finger ladylike handshake and had only softened my voice slightly. He asked if "Lou" was in the house because he wanted to give him an estimate on the carpentry work needed, I told him he had gone out and he could talk to him the next day.
The next day I spoke to the painter and commented that my sister told me she met him, he had no comment. I'm going out tomorrow, Friday, and he'll have another chance to meet "Louise" I wonder if he realized who I was and didn't want to say anything.
I'll find out, because I'm a persistent little bitch.
Monday, June 02, 2014
A Wallmart Moment
Hanging by a "walk through" were a couple of interesting looking skirts, one was white with silver accents through it and the other was a pink with black Polka Dots. I usually don't wear skirts but because these were a spandex type blend I knew could pull them up high on me and cover them with a top so I got 2 in a size 6-8 (not my size, but what I wear) my motto in business and when cross-dressing is "If it ain't tight, it ain't right" both comments are somewhat like an aphorisms.Besides, they were only $4.88 each, how could I go wrong.
Apparently my choice was right, I was getting lots of positive compliments, in fact as I was sitting next to a young lady another lady came over to me and gave me a basket of popcorn, whom I didn't know and did not work there, The girl sitting next to me said she did that because you're so beautiful. Even my wife's friend husband come over and gave me a big hug. Another of my (lame quoits) "I turn straight men gay and gay men straight", if you know anything about gay's, they're really not attracted to anything in a dress, other than being friendly, and straight men, well anything can work for some. Anyway, it was a fun night.
Wednesday, May 07, 2014
My Persona Precedes Me
Yesterday I had a meeting with my local bank investment advisor who had asked a Trust advisor to visit from North Jersey to discuss becoming trustees for my estate, not that it's so large, but I do want it to be perpetual and directed the way I've stated in my will.
As I've mention numerous times, everyone knows me, locally at least and my bank people are no exception. It was obvious the bank official had clued in the trust advisor of my peculiarities, in the event I showed up as "Louise", I don't know what the rest of the conversation was.
When I walked in I was wearing (women's) skinny jeans and women's "bedazzled" sandals as Lou. The banker commented on the sandals which gave me a Segway to mention I have a duel persona. The Trust advisor from North Jersey said, I think I saw you in Margate one time, I replied, it must have been at "Tomatoes", he said yes, I was there with another bank person and you were with a lady, after you left the Bar Tender told us all about you and that the lady was your wife. I handed him my card and he said, yes that was you.
As one of my quotes goes "People tell me they can't forget me, no matter how hard they try"
As I've mention numerous times, everyone knows me, locally at least and my bank people are no exception. It was obvious the bank official had clued in the trust advisor of my peculiarities, in the event I showed up as "Louise", I don't know what the rest of the conversation was.
When I walked in I was wearing (women's) skinny jeans and women's "bedazzled" sandals as Lou. The banker commented on the sandals which gave me a Segway to mention I have a duel persona. The Trust advisor from North Jersey said, I think I saw you in Margate one time, I replied, it must have been at "Tomatoes", he said yes, I was there with another bank person and you were with a lady, after you left the Bar Tender told us all about you and that the lady was your wife. I handed him my card and he said, yes that was you.
As one of my quotes goes "People tell me they can't forget me, no matter how hard they try"
Wednesday, April 30, 2014
The Cop on Saturday Night
Over the years I've been pulled over about 20-22 times when dressed as Louise, most of my experiences have been fortunately good, even though they mostly for speeding, one was no seat belt in NYC (I got a summons) and one for not stopping (a summons I argued in court and had it reduced for no points or insurance increase) the rest I was given a verbal warning, I guess "Louise" has been very lucky.
Saturday night my wife and I were going to our favorite Karaoke lounge in Brigantine. There is a high bridge and a long causeway with usually a strong tail wind so it's not difficult to not realize your speed and they mark it down to 45 MPH just at the bottom of the bridge from 55MPH.
Since my car is newer and all these conditions were in effect I wasn't paying attention to my speed, until I saw the unmarked black no lights on cop car in the center median and that's when the trouble started.
It was so dark I couldn't even see him u-turn to follow me, I got up to the corner where I turn and his lights came on so I just pulled over, my wife of course was gently verbal and called me every term in the book relating the the physical anatomy and self satisfying manipulations you can call a person, some I never heard of before (I'll have to try them).
Well to make a long story longer. The Cop of coarse introduced himself and described my offense of being "clocked at 68 MPH in a 45 MPH zone" and ordered me to present my credentials, I keep my drivers license in my trunk since my car had been broken into last year, so he told me to get it, I was in a tight leopard print mini dress which didn't leave anything to the imagination, I was missing my Registration which I paid for but was never sent to me by the dealership (just my luck). He said if you find it wave it out the door and went back to his car.
We looked for a few minuets and I found a temporary Registration which I waved out the door, he came and got it and then spent another 10 minuets writing out the summons, I figured I was TOTALLY screwed for being 23 MPH over, I'll post the punishment for over 30 MPH in NJ.
When he came back he said I issued you 2 summonses, one for no registration but if you find it you may be able to have it dismissed, the other for visual obstruction, I have a handicap Tag for my wife hanging on the mirror. All I could say was Thank you so much for being kind to me, I know I was totally at your mercy, you were kind.
Violations of speeding tickets will result to the awarding of the following fines under the following factors:
Outside the safe corridor or construction zone:
WHEW
Saturday night my wife and I were going to our favorite Karaoke lounge in Brigantine. There is a high bridge and a long causeway with usually a strong tail wind so it's not difficult to not realize your speed and they mark it down to 45 MPH just at the bottom of the bridge from 55MPH.
Since my car is newer and all these conditions were in effect I wasn't paying attention to my speed, until I saw the unmarked black no lights on cop car in the center median and that's when the trouble started.
It was so dark I couldn't even see him u-turn to follow me, I got up to the corner where I turn and his lights came on so I just pulled over, my wife of course was gently verbal and called me every term in the book relating the the physical anatomy and self satisfying manipulations you can call a person, some I never heard of before (I'll have to try them).
Well to make a long story longer. The Cop of coarse introduced himself and described my offense of being "clocked at 68 MPH in a 45 MPH zone" and ordered me to present my credentials, I keep my drivers license in my trunk since my car had been broken into last year, so he told me to get it, I was in a tight leopard print mini dress which didn't leave anything to the imagination, I was missing my Registration which I paid for but was never sent to me by the dealership (just my luck). He said if you find it wave it out the door and went back to his car.
We looked for a few minuets and I found a temporary Registration which I waved out the door, he came and got it and then spent another 10 minuets writing out the summons, I figured I was TOTALLY screwed for being 23 MPH over, I'll post the punishment for over 30 MPH in NJ.
When he came back he said I issued you 2 summonses, one for no registration but if you find it you may be able to have it dismissed, the other for visual obstruction, I have a handicap Tag for my wife hanging on the mirror. All I could say was Thank you so much for being kind to me, I know I was totally at your mercy, you were kind.
New Jersey Speeding & Motor Vehicle Points
A speeding ticket of 1 to 14 miles over the limit is a 2 point offense. A speeding ticket of 15 to 29 is a 4-point offense. Finally, a speeding ticket of 30 or more over the limit is a 5-point offense.Violations of speeding tickets will result to the awarding of the following fines under the following factors:
Outside the safe corridor or construction zone:
- Exceeding speed limit by 1-9 miles per hour, $85
- Exceeding speed limit by 10-14 miles per hour, $95
- Exceeding speed limit by 15-19 miles per hour, $105
- Exceeding speed limit by 20-24 miles per hour, $200
- Exceeding speed limit by 25-29 miles per hour, $220
- Exceeding speed limit by 30-34 miles per hour, $240
- Exceeding speed limit by 35-39 miles per hour, $260
- Exceeding speed limit by 1-9 miles per hour, $140
- Exceeding speed limit by 10-14 miles per hour, $160
- Exceeding speed limit by 15-19 miles per hour, $180
- Exceeding speed limit by 1-14 miles per hour, two points
- Exceeding speed limit by 15-29 miles per hour, four points
- Exceeding speed limit by 30 miles per hour or more, five points
WHEW
Wednesday, April 23, 2014
House & Garden Show
Last Saturday I went to the House & Garden Show at the Atlantic City Convention Center, I really wanted to try out my new outfit in public, something like an Equestrian look.
It seems a shame that the show had really degraded to being non eventful. There were no garden setups at all that I remember and the Home improvement part used to have some interesting demonstrations and new products for DIYers. I think I took the whole show in about an hour.
Before I left I wanted to hit the restroom, I walked by the lady's room where there was a woman with Muslim type headwear who looked at me as I walked by expressing that I was at the right restroom, I said "no, I need the men's room" and just walked past and into the men's room. As I entered there was a row of about 8-10 stall doors in front of me and a guy coming out of one, he immediately informed me of being in the wrong restroom (it happens all the time), I said in my Lou voice (which is the same as Louise) "I know". I entered a stall and he went to wash his hands and say "I really thought you were a woman", I replied "I take that as a compliment".
Later that night ,my wife and I went out for Karaoke. I went to the microphone to sing my second song (What a Wonderful World) and 4 or 5 couples got up to dance, as I was about halfway through, a person from the rear of the bar comes walking onto the dance floor, navigating between the couples and stands in front of me staring, I didn't look at him because I was concentrating on the words, but knew what was happing. After I was done the Karaoke host (Mike) said, you really had that guy confused. When I sat down everyone including my wife were laughing about the incident.
I don't try to full myself by thinking I'm anywhere near passing, I just like to say I make a nice presentation.
It seems a shame that the show had really degraded to being non eventful. There were no garden setups at all that I remember and the Home improvement part used to have some interesting demonstrations and new products for DIYers. I think I took the whole show in about an hour.
Before I left I wanted to hit the restroom, I walked by the lady's room where there was a woman with Muslim type headwear who looked at me as I walked by expressing that I was at the right restroom, I said "no, I need the men's room" and just walked past and into the men's room. As I entered there was a row of about 8-10 stall doors in front of me and a guy coming out of one, he immediately informed me of being in the wrong restroom (it happens all the time), I said in my Lou voice (which is the same as Louise) "I know". I entered a stall and he went to wash his hands and say "I really thought you were a woman", I replied "I take that as a compliment".
Later that night ,my wife and I went out for Karaoke. I went to the microphone to sing my second song (What a Wonderful World) and 4 or 5 couples got up to dance, as I was about halfway through, a person from the rear of the bar comes walking onto the dance floor, navigating between the couples and stands in front of me staring, I didn't look at him because I was concentrating on the words, but knew what was happing. After I was done the Karaoke host (Mike) said, you really had that guy confused. When I sat down everyone including my wife were laughing about the incident.
I don't try to full myself by thinking I'm anywhere near passing, I just like to say I make a nice presentation.
Everyone Needs a Louise Business Card in their Wallet
This morning, at 7:30 AM, I received a phone call from someone looking for a person named "Shelia". I asked what it was in reference too and he said he had found a purse with Credit Cards and ID and the only phone number was on a business card with a pretty woman in a red dress on the front and the phone number on the back.
I said, OH, I think I may know the person who owns that purse, let me call her and I'll have them call you. As it turned out it was a local Transsexual, who I know from the local Mixers we attend and I had just given her an updated version of my card which she obviously put in her purse.
The moral of the story, keep a business card of "Louise" and she'll definitely get a call even if you don't get your purse back, if you get the inference.
I said, OH, I think I may know the person who owns that purse, let me call her and I'll have them call you. As it turned out it was a local Transsexual, who I know from the local Mixers we attend and I had just given her an updated version of my card which she obviously put in her purse.
The moral of the story, keep a business card of "Louise" and she'll definitely get a call even if you don't get your purse back, if you get the inference.
Thursday, March 27, 2014
My Camera
I put my camera on Craig's List, it was
a great camera, but just way more than what I had needed and to heavy to carry
around for "point & shoot" photos, besides the new P&S cameras do a
great job at 1/4 the cost and weight, and everything is automatic, you can go
manual if you want.
So I get contacted by a Pro photographer who says he'll come up and
buy it, but the next day, Sunday, he calls to say he couldn't get enough money
out of his bank machine due to the limits. The next day he calls and said, look,
I can get a brand new one for about the same price. I said OK, I would have
liked to sell it to you because you were close and could check it out hands
on.
I figured I lost the sale so I sent a short message around 11
PM saying, I not only stand behind the camera but I also stand in front of it
too and included my picture of me in the red outfit. The next day he called me
and said, anyone with the courage and honesty to share that I have to meet and
do business with. He was up that afternoon with his wife and bought my
camera.
Saturday, March 15, 2014
My Horseback Riding Outfit
It seems a shame that the show had really degraded to being non eventful. There were no garden setups at all that I remember and the Home improvement part used to have some interesting demonstrations and new products for DIYers. I think I took the whole show in about an hour.
Before I left I wanted to hit the restroom, I walked by the lady's room where there was a woman with Muslim type head wear who looked at me as I walked by expressing that I was at the right restroom, I said "no, I need the mensroom" and just walked past and into the men's room. As I entered there was a row of about 8-10 stall doors in front of me and a guy coming out of one, he immediately informed me of being in the wrong restroom (it happens all the time), I said in my Lou voice (which is the same as Louise) "I know". I entered a stall and he went to wash his hands and say "I really thought you were a woman", I replied "I take that as a compliment".
Later that night ,my wife and I went out for Karaoke. I went to the microphone to sing my second song (What a Wonderful World) and 4 or 5 couples got up to dance, as I was about halfway through, a person from the rear of the bar comes walking onto the dance floor, navigating between the couples and stands in front of me staring, I didn't look at him because I was concentrating on the words, but knew what was happening. After I was done the Karaoke host (Mike) said, you really had that guy confused. When I sat down everyone including my wife were laughing about the incident.
I don't try to full myself by thinking I'm anywhere near passing, I just like to say I make a nice presentation.
Monday, March 03, 2014
A Tale of Two Dinners
Sunday night I went to a group dinner with some
of my cycling colleagues (I find it difficult to call them friends even though
we've been together close to 30 years). I really should have knowen better and
should have declined the invitation.
The first thing I learned, I was told a time
that was about an hour late, so everyone had been seated next to whom they
wanted to be with, I was at the far end of the table from at least 2 people I
could have had a conversation with, instead I was stuck between 2
homophobes.
Since I was contacted late I had already eaten a
late lunch so I wasn't really to hungry and only ordered 2 slices of Pizza, the
rest ordered full dinners, this place is not a budget restaurant so I know it
must have been 30-45 dollars per person, the one person beside me order 2 half
bottles of wine too. When he heard my order he said that's going to be the most
expensive Pizza you ever ate, meaning they always like to split the bills
evenly, I think they over order so that everyone else has to pay for someone
else's over indulgence, I really think that's rude. I threw in 15.00 bucks for
my pizza and a coke, fuck them (oops, did I say that?).
After we ate I went down to talk with the 2 guys
I'm closer with. I was wearing skin tight jeans, women's riding boots a tweed
sports jacket and a ferdora hat, so it was a little like an "Indiana Jones"
look. I sat down between one friendlier guy and the organizer of the dinner who
always needs to break my chops about everything I do, he starts rubbing my leg
asking in a loud tone, how the hell did you get into those jeans, he kept
rubbing and finally grabbed with both hands my leg. I had to answer in the same
tone of the gesture and said, I have to wet them first so they stretch over my
body and then shrink up. I called him the next day (no answer) and left a
message that I was suing for sexual harassment. While I think about it, we all
wear Lycra/spandex when we ride bicyle.
Interestingly, the night before (Saturday) my
wife and I went to an anniversary dinner, we've known this group of people about
5 years through Karaoke, they all know me as Louise and occasionally as Lou,
Saturday I was Lou because this was a party for this other couple. The invite
was 3 weeks before and we have always been included with all their get
together's without any discomfort or negativity from anyone. Also, every couple
had separate checks and ours was 40,00 dollars with tip and one glass of wine
and no insults and I dressed the same way as the night with the cyclist. Go
Figure.
Thursday, February 06, 2014
A Humorus Situation
Saturday evening we went to our usually Karaoke place in Brigantine, NJ, St Georges. The place was pretty crowded so we looked towards our usual sitting area to see if our friends had saved seats for us, they waved us over.
Millie went directly over but I usually get "button holed" by some people and for me being accepted is VERY important so I want to talk with them, it only took about 20 minuets before I got to the tables that are pushed together. There was a new couple sitting at our spots but chairs were placed for Millie and I to sit between them and our friends. I of coursed introduced myself to the new people, they were cordial and when I heard them speak it was obvious they were from the south (Bible Belt).
I attempted to have a conversation with the new woman, but I could tell she was somewhat guarded so I backed off rather than make her to uncomfortable. I did introduce Millie as my wife and mentioned how long we've been together so that they would know I was accepted by my wife and not soliciting anything ulterior.
As we were leaving and saying our good nights, the woman said to me, I'm a Baptist and I've never met anyone like you, I don't judge people but I just didn't know how to react but you seem like a very nice person, I thanked her and said we come here most Saturdays so possibly we'll see you again. She said we have a business nearby and we're her permanently and I've sang all my life so we will be back, she did sound great and seems to be competition for my wife.
THE NEXT DAY
Sundays my wife and I go to breakfast in Somers Point, we got there late this Sunday and I mentioned to my wife, I have a whole new group of people to break in, only because (I think) I dress in an androgynous way, I don't look fem by any stretch but I wear women's jeans, jacket and women's horse back riding boots so I really draw attention. As my wife walked into the restaurant an elderly gentleman (89 he told me) was walking to his car next to me and noticed my outfit, he asked if I rode horses, I laughed and said no, I introduced myself and he just wanted to talk about my boots. He was with his daughter (middle aged), he kept pressing about my boots, I said I'll give you my card if you don't get upset, I handed it to him and he said WOW, that's the most excited I've been in 30 years, his daughter said he'll show that to everyone in the rest home.
As I go into the restaurant to locate my wife, I'm again stopped by another older guy (84), I like to ask ages. Turns out he was connected to the Philly mob in a vicarious way due to the nature of his business. We also had some mutual acquaintances because he was now retired in Longport and I had a lot of customers from there. He had also asked if I rode horses and I gave him my card too. I thought he would be rude and direct, but instead he said he was going to invite me to a party. To be honest, I have been invited to quite a few parties, but if everyone who said they would did, I'd never have a free night.
So finally, after 20 minuets again I get to sit with Millie, the waiters had to bring a warm cup of coffee and Millie asked, what happened to me?
We just finish ordering our food when the couple we met the night before is seated next to us, I ask Millie if they were the people we met and she confirmed. I said I have to break "balls", so I go to their booth and stand there staring at them, the lady looks at me in a thinking way, do I know this person, her husband looks at me for a few seconds and say's OMG and leans over and tells his wife "It's Louise" from last night. The Lady jumps out of her seat and grabs me in a bear hug and kisses me, what a reaction. After we ate they asked us to sit with them and just talk.
I love the reactions.
Millie went directly over but I usually get "button holed" by some people and for me being accepted is VERY important so I want to talk with them, it only took about 20 minuets before I got to the tables that are pushed together. There was a new couple sitting at our spots but chairs were placed for Millie and I to sit between them and our friends. I of coursed introduced myself to the new people, they were cordial and when I heard them speak it was obvious they were from the south (Bible Belt).
I attempted to have a conversation with the new woman, but I could tell she was somewhat guarded so I backed off rather than make her to uncomfortable. I did introduce Millie as my wife and mentioned how long we've been together so that they would know I was accepted by my wife and not soliciting anything ulterior.
As we were leaving and saying our good nights, the woman said to me, I'm a Baptist and I've never met anyone like you, I don't judge people but I just didn't know how to react but you seem like a very nice person, I thanked her and said we come here most Saturdays so possibly we'll see you again. She said we have a business nearby and we're her permanently and I've sang all my life so we will be back, she did sound great and seems to be competition for my wife.
THE NEXT DAY
Sundays my wife and I go to breakfast in Somers Point, we got there late this Sunday and I mentioned to my wife, I have a whole new group of people to break in, only because (I think) I dress in an androgynous way, I don't look fem by any stretch but I wear women's jeans, jacket and women's horse back riding boots so I really draw attention. As my wife walked into the restaurant an elderly gentleman (89 he told me) was walking to his car next to me and noticed my outfit, he asked if I rode horses, I laughed and said no, I introduced myself and he just wanted to talk about my boots. He was with his daughter (middle aged), he kept pressing about my boots, I said I'll give you my card if you don't get upset, I handed it to him and he said WOW, that's the most excited I've been in 30 years, his daughter said he'll show that to everyone in the rest home.
As I go into the restaurant to locate my wife, I'm again stopped by another older guy (84), I like to ask ages. Turns out he was connected to the Philly mob in a vicarious way due to the nature of his business. We also had some mutual acquaintances because he was now retired in Longport and I had a lot of customers from there. He had also asked if I rode horses and I gave him my card too. I thought he would be rude and direct, but instead he said he was going to invite me to a party. To be honest, I have been invited to quite a few parties, but if everyone who said they would did, I'd never have a free night.
So finally, after 20 minuets again I get to sit with Millie, the waiters had to bring a warm cup of coffee and Millie asked, what happened to me?
We just finish ordering our food when the couple we met the night before is seated next to us, I ask Millie if they were the people we met and she confirmed. I said I have to break "balls", so I go to their booth and stand there staring at them, the lady looks at me in a thinking way, do I know this person, her husband looks at me for a few seconds and say's OMG and leans over and tells his wife "It's Louise" from last night. The Lady jumps out of her seat and grabs me in a bear hug and kisses me, what a reaction. After we ate they asked us to sit with them and just talk.
I love the reactions.
Saturday, January 25, 2014
The Ultra Conservative at the Anchorage Restaurant Last Night
I went out as Lou last night for a snack, my wife chose not to go with me and it was so cold I didn't feel like dressing up.
As I entered the bar area I didn't recognize anyone and all the seats we taken, although they have another bar in the dinning area, so I sat there nest to an older man.
I like conversation so I brought up a pretty non controversial subject, the weather, the guy went some what ballistic. He said "yeah, that jerk Gore says we're warming and now we're freezing". He started to discuss the Ice Age and other climate changes and that it's just a cycle. Then he starts with being an Ultra conservative and being OK with people of different sexual inclinations but hating the fact that people like Ellen Degeneres push the liberalization issue in his face.
At that point I felt I should keep my mouth shut about my "alter ego", but the owner of the restaurant came over and asked if the guy knew me as Louise, I said Don, please not now. All the time the woman bar tender (I went to school and was in the same business as her father) was looking and shaking her head like saying, I know this guy and he's not going to be nice, so I'm saying nothing.
A couple people walk in who know me and come over to say hi and ask why I'm not dressed and where my wife is, I try to brush it off by saying it's to cold and she had surgery, we have a short conversation and they get seated for dinner. The guy I'm next to asks what people are talking about and I say, you might hit me if I tell you. Of course he says I'd never do that, so I reluctantly give him my card expecting to at least get insulted.
He looks at the card and asks, is that your wife, then turns it over and reads the back, it says "Louise a Female Illusion" and lists that I'm available as a party greater and do photography. He says out load, WOW, that's you, you look great and tells the bar tender to give me a drink (on him) and say's I love it and wants to know how much I charge to be at a party for his brother.
People ask me why I'm compelled to cross-dress, for me it's just being treated the way this "ridged" ultra conservative person was compelled to treat me. After talking with me for about a half hour before I shared my other side, he knew I wasn't off the wall or trying to prove anything, which I guess allowed him to accept "Louise" in a more "LIBERAL" manner, I think I allowed an Ultra Conservative to rethink his opinion about alternative people.
As I entered the bar area I didn't recognize anyone and all the seats we taken, although they have another bar in the dinning area, so I sat there nest to an older man.
I like conversation so I brought up a pretty non controversial subject, the weather, the guy went some what ballistic. He said "yeah, that jerk Gore says we're warming and now we're freezing". He started to discuss the Ice Age and other climate changes and that it's just a cycle. Then he starts with being an Ultra conservative and being OK with people of different sexual inclinations but hating the fact that people like Ellen Degeneres push the liberalization issue in his face.
At that point I felt I should keep my mouth shut about my "alter ego", but the owner of the restaurant came over and asked if the guy knew me as Louise, I said Don, please not now. All the time the woman bar tender (I went to school and was in the same business as her father) was looking and shaking her head like saying, I know this guy and he's not going to be nice, so I'm saying nothing.
A couple people walk in who know me and come over to say hi and ask why I'm not dressed and where my wife is, I try to brush it off by saying it's to cold and she had surgery, we have a short conversation and they get seated for dinner. The guy I'm next to asks what people are talking about and I say, you might hit me if I tell you. Of course he says I'd never do that, so I reluctantly give him my card expecting to at least get insulted.
He looks at the card and asks, is that your wife, then turns it over and reads the back, it says "Louise a Female Illusion" and lists that I'm available as a party greater and do photography. He says out load, WOW, that's you, you look great and tells the bar tender to give me a drink (on him) and say's I love it and wants to know how much I charge to be at a party for his brother.
People ask me why I'm compelled to cross-dress, for me it's just being treated the way this "ridged" ultra conservative person was compelled to treat me. After talking with me for about a half hour before I shared my other side, he knew I wasn't off the wall or trying to prove anything, which I guess allowed him to accept "Louise" in a more "LIBERAL" manner, I think I allowed an Ultra Conservative to rethink his opinion about alternative people.
Tuesday, January 21, 2014
Clancy's Restaurant
This past Friday night I went to another of my favorite hangouts. It was mostly the same people who make me very comfortable just by having normal conversations with me. I think most have finally realized I'm pretty harmless and actually see me as Louise.
I walked around the two bar areas and finally settled next to a couple who are very friendly with me and also another gentleman on my other side who claimed to know me but I had forgotten and didn't recognize. Never the less he was very polite.
I like to look and study people, it's interesting seeing many of the same people who seem to have become social groups in and out of the bar scene and then you see some who tend to be alone all the time. The age and type fit all styles and category's, I'd say 5% are married, some are widowed, many divorced.
As I was scanning the area, I noticed 3 middle aged guys, at least mid/late 40's on the other side of the bar, nothing special and I didn't really recognize them. As I'm talking with the one guy on my left, one of the guys from the other side came over behind me and says "Louise, I met you about a year ago and I was just taken back by you, you are amazing and I am so impressed by you". This guy looked some what like "Bluto" Popeye The sailorman's arch enemy. He was pretty big, very hostile looking, veins popping out of his head and a very short beard, this guy had a lot of stress going on in his life and actually reminded me of myself, as far as the stressed look, before I started to go out cross dressed, but he was about 3 times my size. He stood there almost blubbering about how much he admired me and was amazed at how well I looked, he almost had drool running from the sides of his mouth.
I doubt very much he was really attracted to me, but who knows. I was pretty taken back by all of his compliments and some what afraid to ask if he wanted his picture with me for fear he would have taken that as a gesture of me being attracted to him. I think the next time I do have to ask him though, he was very complimentary and I felt like a heel because he may have felt uneasy asking me.
I find it interesting when I read a lot of posts from other CD's who claim they're passable or looking for some type of intimacy with males but won't venture outside of a gay club because they feel safer in that environment. I guess they just don't understand most gay men are attracted to other men, not men who look like women, straight men are attracted to pretty people and seem not to care what gender they may be.
I have no guilt feelings about my sexuality which (I think) is why I can venture out in public and not be ashamed of being myself in any form I chose.
I walked around the two bar areas and finally settled next to a couple who are very friendly with me and also another gentleman on my other side who claimed to know me but I had forgotten and didn't recognize. Never the less he was very polite.
I like to look and study people, it's interesting seeing many of the same people who seem to have become social groups in and out of the bar scene and then you see some who tend to be alone all the time. The age and type fit all styles and category's, I'd say 5% are married, some are widowed, many divorced.
As I was scanning the area, I noticed 3 middle aged guys, at least mid/late 40's on the other side of the bar, nothing special and I didn't really recognize them. As I'm talking with the one guy on my left, one of the guys from the other side came over behind me and says "Louise, I met you about a year ago and I was just taken back by you, you are amazing and I am so impressed by you". This guy looked some what like "Bluto" Popeye The sailorman's arch enemy. He was pretty big, very hostile looking, veins popping out of his head and a very short beard, this guy had a lot of stress going on in his life and actually reminded me of myself, as far as the stressed look, before I started to go out cross dressed, but he was about 3 times my size. He stood there almost blubbering about how much he admired me and was amazed at how well I looked, he almost had drool running from the sides of his mouth.
I doubt very much he was really attracted to me, but who knows. I was pretty taken back by all of his compliments and some what afraid to ask if he wanted his picture with me for fear he would have taken that as a gesture of me being attracted to him. I think the next time I do have to ask him though, he was very complimentary and I felt like a heel because he may have felt uneasy asking me.
I find it interesting when I read a lot of posts from other CD's who claim they're passable or looking for some type of intimacy with males but won't venture outside of a gay club because they feel safer in that environment. I guess they just don't understand most gay men are attracted to other men, not men who look like women, straight men are attracted to pretty people and seem not to care what gender they may be.
I have no guilt feelings about my sexuality which (I think) is why I can venture out in public and not be ashamed of being myself in any form I chose.
My Urologist
So last week I had an appointment with my urologist, I got
there at 8:30 and there's usually a receptionist, but they've changed their
system.
As I walked in there was a bank of
4 monitors with 3 patients
hovering over them and cursing in frustration. I was somewhat taken back, first
time I've encountered that anywhere. Well it looked reasonably simple so I
started to follow the prompts until it asked me to swipe my drivers licence, I
leave that in the trunk. So I went out to get it and came back in, in the mean
time the 3 patients are still dwelling over the machines and now with angry and
verbal obscenities and frustrations. I enter my information without a hitch in
15-20 seconds but I get a message back saying I missed my
appointment.
There's no one in front to ask what's going on so I go back to
the exam area, where I asked if I can be helped by a somewhat annoyed nurse (I
guess). I tell her what happened and she says, you missed your appointment and
have to reschedule, I said I want to see my Dr. NOW, she goes back and brings
out the office manager, I tell her I'm not rescheduling and I want to see my
Dr., she looks up my name and says OK, he'll see you in 15 min's wait in the
waiting area. We go out and I tell her look, that guy is still having trouble
and he's been here 30 min's, she offers no help to him.
Finally, the guy yells WTF, I missed my appointment, he goes in
the back and starts screaming, the best they'll do is schedule him at 9:30, mind
you, he probably had an 8:15 appointment and it's now 9:00., He leaves the
office pissed off. Two more guys come in and I warn them they should have their
credentials before they start, the one guy looks at me like, don't worry, I've
done this before, so I shut up. Well after 15 min's he finally gets logged in,
he must have been very early, because the manager told me it times out after 10
min's.
To top it off, my Dr, wasn't even there and they were going to
have a doctors assitant see me, but I finally got to see a Dr. but not mine and
all he did was to ask me questions about how I felt and never touched
me.
I should have recorded this whole scene for "Americas Funniest
Video's", it was a real classic. I think it's time to find another Dr., this is
the 4 th one in the same office I've seen in about 3 years. Maybe some people enjoy different people fondling their privates and having digital examinations, but I don't.
Tuesday, January 14, 2014
Tuesday, December 31, 2013
My (so called) Cycling Friends
I've been aware of monitoring of my Blog by my Cycling group (I intentionally
leave out calling them) friends, colleagues, buddies or any other noun, due to
their treatment of me and the only one person I can call Friend. He thinks they
ostracize him because we're friendly and he'll inform me of any private rides,
so they chose not to invite him, how FU*KING petty is that.
Over the years I have always struggled to ride bicycle, especially with this group for a couple reasons, one, they are extremely strong and focused, also most are younger than me (but that's an excuse I use, when I trained regularly I was just as good), the other important reason for it being a struggle for me is I'm definitely not respected for any of my endeavors to be "one of the guys", they cut me no breaks, but that's pretty much so with most of them, although some do get special treatment and it's deserving.
The whole concept of these people is really a paradox, most of them are (unfortunately) dealing with private issues they and I prefer not to mention in any venue. I on the other hand tend to be VERY open about anything in my life, possibly they fear my courage or just pass me off as a lunatic.
Well guess what, I don't consider myself courageous and I don't know if I ever met anyone who wasn't abnormal, we all have some CRAP or baggage we're dealing with, isn't that normal? I just chose to not care and I'll tell you why I don't care what anyone thinks.
When I was in business I was (metaphorically) screwed every day, did anyone come to my rescue, NO. I had the State and Federal EPA at my door for years and it cost me a small fortune, was anyone there, NO. I sold my business and my lawyer must have set me up and sent a subordinate who knew nothing about the deal and allowed the buyers to dictate the terms, was anyone there, NO. And I don't even want to get into my and my wife's heath issues is anyone there to help, even with advise, NO. So why the FU*K would I care what anyone thinks about what makes me happy.
One other BIG issue I have as long as I'm on this tirade, I don't mind being used as a "dart board" for people making comments that anyone else would consider "fighting words", I just accept it as part of my payment for associating with this group. BUT, when I made a joking comment to one person about his rude and unkind gesture towards a woman being overweight riding a bike as we passed her, he came back and physically accosted me. Oh sure, I could have done a few things, I could have tried to physically addressed it (and probably lost), I could or should have called the cops (right, any pussy could do that and where would that go), or I could have tried to mitigate it as I tried (even though I did nothing wrong) but my gestures were rejected, if this was Hollywood I would have been considered a HERO, but my life ain't no movie so I've learned to accept pain and my little hell I live in.
JUST don't reject the other guy because he's friends with me.
Over the years I have always struggled to ride bicycle, especially with this group for a couple reasons, one, they are extremely strong and focused, also most are younger than me (but that's an excuse I use, when I trained regularly I was just as good), the other important reason for it being a struggle for me is I'm definitely not respected for any of my endeavors to be "one of the guys", they cut me no breaks, but that's pretty much so with most of them, although some do get special treatment and it's deserving.
The whole concept of these people is really a paradox, most of them are (unfortunately) dealing with private issues they and I prefer not to mention in any venue. I on the other hand tend to be VERY open about anything in my life, possibly they fear my courage or just pass me off as a lunatic.
Well guess what, I don't consider myself courageous and I don't know if I ever met anyone who wasn't abnormal, we all have some CRAP or baggage we're dealing with, isn't that normal? I just chose to not care and I'll tell you why I don't care what anyone thinks.
When I was in business I was (metaphorically) screwed every day, did anyone come to my rescue, NO. I had the State and Federal EPA at my door for years and it cost me a small fortune, was anyone there, NO. I sold my business and my lawyer must have set me up and sent a subordinate who knew nothing about the deal and allowed the buyers to dictate the terms, was anyone there, NO. And I don't even want to get into my and my wife's heath issues is anyone there to help, even with advise, NO. So why the FU*K would I care what anyone thinks about what makes me happy.
One other BIG issue I have as long as I'm on this tirade, I don't mind being used as a "dart board" for people making comments that anyone else would consider "fighting words", I just accept it as part of my payment for associating with this group. BUT, when I made a joking comment to one person about his rude and unkind gesture towards a woman being overweight riding a bike as we passed her, he came back and physically accosted me. Oh sure, I could have done a few things, I could have tried to physically addressed it (and probably lost), I could or should have called the cops (right, any pussy could do that and where would that go), or I could have tried to mitigate it as I tried (even though I did nothing wrong) but my gestures were rejected, if this was Hollywood I would have been considered a HERO, but my life ain't no movie so I've learned to accept pain and my little hell I live in.
JUST don't reject the other guy because he's friends with me.
Sunday, December 15, 2013
Last Night Out as Lou
I rarely go out as Lou for Karaoke, but last night was one of them, and Lou
doesn't like to sing, but he did "Singing in the Rain" last night.
I went up to the bar for our beverages and I'm next to a person who has seen be at the restaurant as long as we've been going there, about 1 1/2 years. He usually (intentionally) avoids and any eye contact or conversation with me. Last night he, apparently felt more comfortable starting a conversation with me.
The first thing was he offered seasons greetings and a hand shake, a good ice breaker, then he said, "I really don't get the whole Louise thing". I said the easiest way for me to try and explain it, it's just a low self esteem condition that I deal with by altering the way I look, it has nothing to do with anything else. We said a few other things all contrite and as I left we shook hands again and hugged each other and as left friends
.
About a half hour later I walked around the bar (as I mentioned I like to talk with people). I came up on 2 ladies who have known me for a few years from the old place we went before the storm Sandy took it. The older and smaller one usually isn't very talkative with me. Last night she had to let me have it. She said, I don't know why, but I just LOVE you, you're always smiling, you're so happy you make me smile, you're contagious and I'm so happy to know you, thank you. Holly Mackerel from just a casual hello for years to all that, I was really taken back, remember I'm the one with the low self esteem, I'm the one looking for people to accept and in 30 minuets 2 people are complimenting and thanking me for letting them into my life, I'm the one who is confused now.
It's been my experience for the past 18 years of cross-dressing and meeting every type of person from all walks of life, that most people view me as a "train wreck" at first, not sure what to do, how to react, if to do anything at all, but one thing everyone has in common, they are drawn to want to know me. They see that I'm not a threat. Maybe not the first time, but after they see me a few times they just have to start talking with me to see WTF I am all about. What would cause someone to take the time, risk their safety, look so comfortable, and appear so happy in doing something that most people would rather jump off the Brooklyn Bridge instead of being caught cross-dressing.
Maybe it's because of the Christmas season.
I went up to the bar for our beverages and I'm next to a person who has seen be at the restaurant as long as we've been going there, about 1 1/2 years. He usually (intentionally) avoids and any eye contact or conversation with me. Last night he, apparently felt more comfortable starting a conversation with me.
The first thing was he offered seasons greetings and a hand shake, a good ice breaker, then he said, "I really don't get the whole Louise thing". I said the easiest way for me to try and explain it, it's just a low self esteem condition that I deal with by altering the way I look, it has nothing to do with anything else. We said a few other things all contrite and as I left we shook hands again and hugged each other and as left friends
.
About a half hour later I walked around the bar (as I mentioned I like to talk with people). I came up on 2 ladies who have known me for a few years from the old place we went before the storm Sandy took it. The older and smaller one usually isn't very talkative with me. Last night she had to let me have it. She said, I don't know why, but I just LOVE you, you're always smiling, you're so happy you make me smile, you're contagious and I'm so happy to know you, thank you. Holly Mackerel from just a casual hello for years to all that, I was really taken back, remember I'm the one with the low self esteem, I'm the one looking for people to accept and in 30 minuets 2 people are complimenting and thanking me for letting them into my life, I'm the one who is confused now.
It's been my experience for the past 18 years of cross-dressing and meeting every type of person from all walks of life, that most people view me as a "train wreck" at first, not sure what to do, how to react, if to do anything at all, but one thing everyone has in common, they are drawn to want to know me. They see that I'm not a threat. Maybe not the first time, but after they see me a few times they just have to start talking with me to see WTF I am all about. What would cause someone to take the time, risk their safety, look so comfortable, and appear so happy in doing something that most people would rather jump off the Brooklyn Bridge instead of being caught cross-dressing.
Maybe it's because of the Christmas season.
Saturday, December 14, 2013
Friday night at the Anchorage
Normally (if anything in my life is normal), I go out en-fem to a local "straight" restaurant/lounge nearby. The eclectic array or clientele (all straight as far as I know) are VERY accepting of me.
Two weeks ago I got cleaned up to go out but when my wife got home she was feeling very poorly. She has some type of middle ear condition and to test her they blew air into her ears for a balance test, well it worked, she became way out of balance and had terrible vertigo, the only remedy is time and rest.
I was so bored I figured I would venture out as Lou in "Drab", but a little androgynous. I usually wear women's jeans and some type of women's blouse or spandex top and jacket, I included a pair of women's riding boots this night too.
I like to cruse the bar just to see who's there and sometimes get into a conversation, being retired can be a little boring at times especially if you no longer have nearby or close friends, so meeting people in a social setting at least can occupy your time and with no commitment.
As I was walking towards 2 lady's sitting at a "high top" table, one girl exclaims her interest in my boots, well I knew she wanted to start a conversation and I replied that I liked her boyish hair cut. I thought it was a compliment because I really do like the androgynous look on some women, she said, so you're saying I look like a boy! I replied, well maybe you think I'm gay because of my boots. We went back and forth for about an hour breaking each others balls. She also noticed my nails so I gave her one of my Louise business cards.
It turns out they both work at Ancora State Mental Hospital as nurses, as you can see from the picture, the one with the short hair had to check to see if I was nuts, or is that if I had nuts.
Tuesday, November 26, 2013
Now for the bad, so many things
My wife was told she has a thyroid condition, usually not a big deal, but
then we're not like most people, in fact one of my teachers had nick named me
"BLACK CLOUD LOUIE" referencing a comic strip character by Al Capp in Li'l Abner
"Joe Bfstplk" (that's the characters name).
She had a doctor do a biopsy on her, about a half hour after the second one, she started to feel nauseous and dizzy, this has gone on for 3 months. Last week she had a brain scan and is going for an audiology test next week. 3 doctors and no one can figure out what's going on.
Then I've had a set back with my eye. Seven years ago this week (Thanks Giving Week) I formed a blood clot in one eye from dehydration while racing bicycle in the woods. We ride so hard for 2-21/2 hours I can only take one or 2 sips of water, well it caught up with me, some people have strokes from dehydration and die, sometimes I wonder if I wouldn't have been better off in the later scenario. Anyway I was getting injections once a month in the eye ball to treat the condition. My Doctor felt we could go for 2 months and then the last time we went for 3 months, guess what, I'm back to square one after 7 years of this torture, I compare it to being in a NAZI concentration camp.
And now for the last "death blow". I had developed a "special" friendship about 8 years ago. I always new it was some what tentative, but figured due to my willingness to satisfy the other party by traveling to them weekly for the past 6 years or so, just to share special situations and once in awhile go to lunch and I also just about begged he and his wife to go out to dinner with us, to no avail. I've been dropped all together. One example was for months I asked them to visit to go out for dinner, the answer was, to busy, no sitter and so on. OK, I respect that and even though it would be my treat, some people don't want to take advantage, I even offered ordering to my home, which we finally did a couple weeks ago at his home, the first time we were invited up for about 5 years.
But last week, he posted a message in his group about going out for the night, would you think he would sent me an email in case I missed the message, would you think a phone call, no, nothing, and then today he posts a Craig's List message with his pictures in VERY provocative poses. I had seen it coming, after years of having hundreds of employees I had developed a 6 th sense I can tell when someone is being obscure, it was like an open book. I guess it's just nature. like with me, I can't lie, I don't know why, but if I try to lie It's like I'm blaring out loud LIAR.
For me, my feelings (no matter morally right or wrong) were/are shattered like a broken glass. I am so devastated I just don't know how to react or what way to go. I hope I'm strong enough to survive, but when I look in retrospect at the way my life has always been and now again being so abused by someone I developed such a deep feeling for, I just don't know what life is all about. I am so sad and broken hearted, I even had left him very well off in my will more than he knew. I just saw at how much of a struggle he is having, not broke, but I wanted him to have a safer car and to be able to live more comfortably, he would have had anything he needed. I'm a giver, I always have been, and am able to share much more than he could have worked for the rest of his life, I guess I'm not worth it.
I'm as far from religion as you can be, if there's a god, he has chosen me to be an example of how he can punish a person, the only reason (I feel) he keeps me alive is to toy with me and see where my breaking point is, I think it's pretty close now. I'm sick with grief, if I die now it won't be to soon.
God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference
She had a doctor do a biopsy on her, about a half hour after the second one, she started to feel nauseous and dizzy, this has gone on for 3 months. Last week she had a brain scan and is going for an audiology test next week. 3 doctors and no one can figure out what's going on.
Then I've had a set back with my eye. Seven years ago this week (Thanks Giving Week) I formed a blood clot in one eye from dehydration while racing bicycle in the woods. We ride so hard for 2-21/2 hours I can only take one or 2 sips of water, well it caught up with me, some people have strokes from dehydration and die, sometimes I wonder if I wouldn't have been better off in the later scenario. Anyway I was getting injections once a month in the eye ball to treat the condition. My Doctor felt we could go for 2 months and then the last time we went for 3 months, guess what, I'm back to square one after 7 years of this torture, I compare it to being in a NAZI concentration camp.
And now for the last "death blow". I had developed a "special" friendship about 8 years ago. I always new it was some what tentative, but figured due to my willingness to satisfy the other party by traveling to them weekly for the past 6 years or so, just to share special situations and once in awhile go to lunch and I also just about begged he and his wife to go out to dinner with us, to no avail. I've been dropped all together. One example was for months I asked them to visit to go out for dinner, the answer was, to busy, no sitter and so on. OK, I respect that and even though it would be my treat, some people don't want to take advantage, I even offered ordering to my home, which we finally did a couple weeks ago at his home, the first time we were invited up for about 5 years.
But last week, he posted a message in his group about going out for the night, would you think he would sent me an email in case I missed the message, would you think a phone call, no, nothing, and then today he posts a Craig's List message with his pictures in VERY provocative poses. I had seen it coming, after years of having hundreds of employees I had developed a 6 th sense I can tell when someone is being obscure, it was like an open book. I guess it's just nature. like with me, I can't lie, I don't know why, but if I try to lie It's like I'm blaring out loud LIAR.
For me, my feelings (no matter morally right or wrong) were/are shattered like a broken glass. I am so devastated I just don't know how to react or what way to go. I hope I'm strong enough to survive, but when I look in retrospect at the way my life has always been and now again being so abused by someone I developed such a deep feeling for, I just don't know what life is all about. I am so sad and broken hearted, I even had left him very well off in my will more than he knew. I just saw at how much of a struggle he is having, not broke, but I wanted him to have a safer car and to be able to live more comfortably, he would have had anything he needed. I'm a giver, I always have been, and am able to share much more than he could have worked for the rest of his life, I guess I'm not worth it.
I'm as far from religion as you can be, if there's a god, he has chosen me to be an example of how he can punish a person, the only reason (I feel) he keeps me alive is to toy with me and see where my breaking point is, I think it's pretty close now. I'm sick with grief, if I die now it won't be to soon.
God grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference
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