One for the book

I went to a regular spot I go to in Margate on Saturday nights. It still amazes me at how people people always like talking with me. I like to walk around the bar and see who's there for general conversation, quite often people have mentioned I ignored them and that is something I never want to do, I love the compliments.

I went to the other end of the bar where a gentleman who is a Horse Vet was, he's a pretty big man and seems to adore Louise, he even dances with me in this lounge, which I feel is very brave. He was talking to two women (41&45 years old), he said he was going to the lounge next door and left.

The two lady's seemed to be very comfortable with me and were very interested in a conversation, we talk about 15 minuets and then asked if I would like to join them next door, So we went, the older one bought me a drink, we walked around and she knew as many people as I did and we were introducing each other to our acquaintances. We were next to the dance floor and were being knocked around so we went to a different area at the bar. there was another woman who started to talk with me, she said she was 46, married, a school teacher, and was questioning her sexuality (I don't know why people are so free with personal information with Louise), she then asked me to come closer to her, the one girl, who bought me the drink asked me to dance, we were on the dance floor a few minutes and the school teacher came over and started to dance and was hugging me, she had to be about 5'10, I came up to her breasts, the other girl got upset and asked if I knew her, I said no, she said then get away from her, anyway we went back to our seats, even the tall teacher, It was about 11:30 and I like to race bike in the morning so I had to go, as I started to leave the teacher stood up with her back to me and grabbed my arms and put them on her breasts, I got out fast.

the lawyer Friday 4/10/09

I received a phone call from a law office Friday afternoon. It was related to a matter about 3 years ago at our neighbors home where they had a wedding reception for their daughter and the new mother in law was suing for a trip and fall (what a class act).

There is an issue which just arose within the last few months that caused us to no longer be on speaking terms with these people due to (you guested it) Louise. Funny thing is she was the one who promoted me to ALL her friends and always invited me as Louise to any function, but due to peer pressure, she has, I think, considered me competition against her.

I informed the attorney about the problem and also mentioned she seemed to have a "Megalomaniac" persona, the attorney started to laugh out loud and said I made that assumption from the investigators report, I then explained why. He seemed to be totally confused and asked if I was Millie, my wife, because he was sending subpoenas out to both of us. I explained that I was Lou and Louise and my wife was Millie, it took a few moments for him to adjust to the explanation.

I then told him if I were subpoenaed I would present myself as Louise in court, he said "I can't wait to meet you".

The interesting circumstance here is that the reason of our conflict is due to Louise, but the person who is going to give the testimony that will clear these people from losing the case is the person they dislike, "Life is a Paradox"

The DMV

A few weeks ago I wanted to renew my wife's registration in person so I could see what effect I would have at the DMV. The DMV is located a a local mall nearby. I went in and they have a reception area, I was told to complete my form, which I should have done at home. I didn't have my wife's insurance information, thank goodness for cell phones.

I completed the form and went back to the reception desk and handed it to one of the women (they seem to be very focused on their jobs), she asked for my drivers licence which I handed to her, she took a look and said this is your husbands, I said "no it's mine" she did a little double take and said "Oh you really do look much better as a woman".

From there I had an appointment in Atlantic City, well not really an appointment but I wanted to talk to someone about a legal issue. I was informed he was busy and expecting another client shortly, by the time I got to the office we were still on the phone, so I said I'm here now and the receptionist called him to the waiting area. He took one look at me and invited me back to his office where we talked about 30 Min's. It's amazing at how well people will treat me as Louise, Lou would have diffidently had been brushed aside and told to make an appointment.

Saturday night with my wife

My wife will go out with me once a month or so. Last night we walked into a very upscale restaurant in Margate. It was very busy because of a black tie event. One of the first people to come over to me was the president of the Atlantic Community Collage, Dr Mora, he remedied me we had met at one of the Epicurean dinners we had at the collages restaurant. He also introduced me to his wife who is a PHD and professor, his daughter and son-in-law, I was very impressed at how well I was accepted.

I know a couple people there and like to walk around to talk with them, I saw the owner, Sofia, she and her sister have always been very accepting of me, as I walked in her direction, she push past the people around her and said "Louise, we miss you, where have you been" she hugged and kissed me. Then, the person who was being honored, Dr Dominck Potena (he was retiring) saw me and takes my hand in front of everyone, kisses it and then kisses me 4 times right on my lips, and his daughter was right next to him.

If you ever met me, you would know I'm just not capable of making up these story's and it's a good thing my wife and her friend were witnesses. I only wish I had the courage to ask for a picture but I felt with that company it would have been poor etiquette.

"And people wonder why I cross dress"

Interesting effects Louise has on people

On Wednesday the 11Th. my wife was away and I was sorta bored so I dressed as Louise. I went to lunch and then to the thrift shop. I noticed one person who I know is a closet CD because my wife and I have seen him often looking at women's clothing and taking it into a dressing room. I tend to avoid him because I'm just not interested and he isn't really interested in anything other than the clothes as a fetish.

As I was looking through the dress area, a gentleman about late 40's (Hispanic) approached me with some dresses and motioned to me to try them, he was also a CD and buying some items for himself and felt comfortable sharing it with me.

I found two items and went to the register. The cashier this time is also the assistant manager, she's been there about 3 years, she has never talked to me as Lou, and always looks at me with a stern and scanning expression, I didn't even know she spoke English. I put the clothes on the counter and she looked into my face and eye's and said "I like, very nice, I love your lipstick" and had a big smile on her face. I was floored, I thought she didn't like me, I have no idea if she knew who I was or even knew I was a guy, but it sure made my day,

I left the thrift shop and went to the Verizon store to check out a new phone. The salesman was very attentive and as he when back and forth trying to make the exchange and set the phone up I would be unattended. First the security guard came up behind me and greats me by saying my femme name "Hello Ms Louise" he knew me, but I couldn't remember him, it's awkward when that happens. Next the lady who owned a lounge I used to go to came in and walked over to talk with me, in the mean time at least 3 other sales people came back and forth at least 3 times to make sure I was being taken care of. Then one of my old customers came in and we started talking, everyone seemed to treat me above and beyond average of what Lou would receive.

To prove that last statement, I had to go back to have something else set on the phone and the treatment was reasonable, but not at all with the same attention as Louise.

Saturday night with the Wrestlers

On the 17Th of March, Louise was invited to a birthday party at the Trump Plaza for the bar tender/school teacher of Good Fellows. The one person from the night before was there and a different cop. I was also surprised because they were having the wresting championship here and the lounge must have had 200 guys who were attending.

I must have made an impression because I was dragged onto the dance floor and just about had to wrestle with everyone there. They had a blast, I was wore out, but everyone was a total gentleman, and the lady's liked me too. Only one person was a little apprehensive and when I meet someone like that I don't push my luck.

One other interesting thing happened, I lost a little bracelet and figured in that crowed I'd never find it. As I was getting on the escalator a lady came over and asked "is this yours" it was my bracelet, I was very impressed, she could have easily pocketed it and no one would have been the wiser. Good for her, she was brought up right.

Friday at Good Fellows

I went to Good Fellows restaurant/lounge Friday night the 16Th. As I came in I was greeted affectionately as usual. As I came around the other side they're was one of the bouncers from Bubba Mac's where I used to go before it was tore it down. He was with two other couples and his wife, one is a cop and the other a weight lifter. The cop and other person were pretty much enamored with Louise, they were grabbing me but nicely and we just had a great time.

My friend the bouncer emailed me a few days latter and said the other two guys were still talking about the night and how much fun they had with me.

It's so good to feel accepted and considered someone who isn't a threat and you can have fun with. Oh, I have a tradition, when I meet someone with a shaved head I need to give them, "The Mark of Louise"

You have to take the good with the bad

I've been having shoulder difficulty and am told it's ill repairable, I've had 3 opinions and I'm still not totally convinced that with today's advanced technology and skills that nothing can be done. I located a hospital in Arizona that does (I think) shoulder bone grafts. I contacted them and said I had new MRI's, I was asked to send them a CD with the pictures. I wanted to do this as soon as possible and went last Friday the 6 Th. to get a disc form the imaging office.

The office staff are always professional almost to the point of being overly animated and patronizing (a cool and firm greeting) . For example, "YES, HOW MAY I HELP YOU!" "TAKE A SEAT AND FILL THIS OUT!" you get the idea. Well Friday is my Louise day and I had other errants besides that one so I wanted to be dressed. I went into the Imaging office and the same young lady who usually (puts me in my place, firmly) says "yes madman, how may I help you?" I explained my needs and she said "no problem, you need to fill out this form, but I can do it for you" she filled the form out for me and gave it to me to sign and said, "I hope you don't mind, we usually need 24 hours notice but because it's Friday it won't be done till Monday morning" she was so apologetic, almost to the point of tears. I really don't know what my impact on her was but I think next time I need an MRI Louise is going.

My next errant was to stop at my local thrift store since I had missed Wednesdays sale day. It wasn't very busy but I did recognize one person who I'm sure is a closet CD, he's sort of a very heavy guy and I'm sure very closeted and nervous, he always looks around to see if someone notices he's in the lady's department. Another man, I didn't pay any attention to was checking out dresses, he was a little taller than me, maybe 5'5 or 5'6 Hispanic with a carpenters type jacket and wool cap on. He come over to me and shows me a dress and says, this would look nice on you, then he has another one on his arm and holds it in front of himself and says this one is for me, he also had some panties and a couple of bra's hanging from his hand.

I've been patronizing this thrift shop about 8-9 years, there's a woman assistant manager (possibly Filipino, but no matter) she never smiles always "scans" me in a very negative and questioning way, never a smile and I just figured didn't speak English well. I picked out a few items I liked and tried them for fit. I went to the register to check out and she was working the register, I said to myself "I'm in for it now, I'm sure she'll give me a nasty look" I put the items on the counter and she looks right into my eye's and say "Very nice, I like, and your lips look so good" I was stunned, I didn't even know she spoke English and also so nice to me, maybe she didn't even put the two of me together, but what a feeling I had, LOUISE WORKS.

The same day I had made arrangements for a new friend to visit, she's a TS, she came about 5:30 PM after getting confused with directions (good thing for cell phones). We talked about 10-15 minuets before Millie (my wife) came home. Millie helped our new friend with some light makeup and we went out for what we thought would be a nice dinner, light drinks and music. I got the shock of my life which I will post after I decide on what course of action I need to pursue.

Saturday I did 42 miles on the bike and I was finished and riding slowly (10 mph) with a friend talking, I rode off the lip of the road and when I tried to get back on I was flipped off the bike, as usual you always re injure something you want to protect, I did a flip onto my head (I always wear a helmet) and all my weight onto my bad shoulder, I said to myself, just my damn luck, as bad as it hurt now I'm done for good. I got home iced my hand and shoulder and took some Advil, I can't believe it, my shoulder hasn't felt this good in 6 months, maybe I'll fall on it next time it bothers me.

Heathers Rear End

Heather called me a couple weeks ago because she was having rear end trouble and she knew I was the best rear end person in the area. I had to do some deep research into locating something that had little wear and tear on it, but we all know rear ends always get the butt of abuse.

I called two auto recycle yards (as they are called now), the first place wanted 700.00 and the second was 300.00. Heather as Joe came down on Thursday morning with his trailer so we could pick it up. I was uncertain about the condition so I checked a couple more rears that were in the yard but we decided to take the one we had.

Heather had to go back home to take Rain (his wife) to the doctors, I started to prep Heathers new "rear end" for installation. I found that the emergency brakes were shot so I went to the parts store and bought new ones for her and installed them.

Heather returned latter in the afternoon around 2 or so. We jacked up the car and got to work. I have a damaged shoulder that is now completely gone due to some stress I had incurred before but this job finished it. I also put out for the parts and with Heathers very capable help and her own experience we got her on the road after about 41/2 - 5 hours.

I've done a tremendous amount (voluntarily) for Heather and want nothing in return other than just general courtesy's, like a big hug and thank you. I mentioned I had bought new brakes for her and she asked what the price was, I said buy me a drink or two (they were 31.00 dollars) no big deal and trust me, what I did and do for her goes way beyond money. I do it because I feel she does struggle, I guess, or at least this is not a good time to buy another vehicle. But beyond that I have VERY deep feelings for this person. Why, I don't know but I know she knows my feelings and as I said as we were almost done, " I wouldn't do this for my wife (Heather said) would you do it for your girl friend (I said) you are my girl friend". We both started to laugh almost into tears.

What hurt me though was last night, when I walked in and went in to the end of the bar where she was talking with a newer girl for that venue, she never even said high, kissed me, introduced me to the new girl and totally ignored me the whole night.

I Just don't get it, maybe it's me or maybe I'm just to sensitive, but Heather did make a point of handing out the flyers she recived from the transgender group to every other person there but never even offered one to me.

01/17/09 The Mayor and Louise

As I've mentioned numerous times, I go to my local haunt in Somers Point, NJ. I've met many interesting and some important people there simply because the food, consistency and prices are always very fair which leads to a devoted upscale following, besides, it's just across the causeway from Ocean City, NJ which happens to be a dry town.

Friday the 16th was no different than most Fridays that I've been there. As I was listening to the music and talking with an older couple an elderly gentleman (around 78 yo) approached me and said "there is a spot on the dance floor for another couple", I was very complimented let alone surprised as were the couple I was speaking with. The gentleman asked me to dance 4 times that night.

As the evening was slowing down and the band on break, he came over and asked if I would mind if he sat with me, I would have been rude to deny him, so we talked. He purchased a glass of wine for me. We exchanged pleasantries and exchanged some general information about ourselves. Turns out that he was a vice president for Cigna Insurance company of North America and also a member of the Union League of Philadelphia (google it if you don't know what it is) and also the past mayor of a nearby very exclusive ocean front town, which I'll leave nameless to protect this person.

I felt at this time I had to drop the ball (so to speak) It would have been totally out of my character to present myself as a woman (if he didn't know), besides, I have no idea where he was or wanted to go with this and since he hadn't turned over his life insurance to me, I didn't want to go further. So I said, John, I'm not what you think I am, he replied "you're not a widow", I said not only that, but I'm not a woman either. His response knocked me back a little, he said "I'm drawn to you". I thanked him and said the bar wants to close, he asked if I would mind if he escorted me to my car. He held my arm and hugged me thanked me for an enjoyable evening and said he would be back to dance with me again.

I've been told I'm passable, but I try not to be that pretentious to believe that, I do say I make a nice presentation through.

Louise

Celebrating Life

Many people, including myself (unfortunately) take many things at face value, we may form an opinion just because someone looks or acts a curtain way or their position in life.

The other night, Friday 01/09/09, I was at my favorite haunt. I had met a lady who is on my direct right in the picture, she has always been very kind to me and has introduce many of her friends to me. This past Friday she was "Celebrating Life". I won't get into details, but all of us in the picture has to deal with our own crises or complications in life. Some people need medication, others surgery, others like myself need to become a different persona to get though.

The point is we should never be overly critical in one way or the other from outward appearances.

Friday Night at the Trap

I love going to the Crab Trap, it's about the straightest place in the country and usually no conflicts like last week, anyway, as usual I like to walk around the bar, it's fairly large and possibly 60-70 people will be seated around it.

As I came around on one of my trips there was a middle aged woman who stared at me as I approached her and then swung around as I walked behind her. Being polite I felt I had to introduce myself and asked if she knew me or if we had met before. She said "no" you're just an incredibly beautiful woman. Well I really know better, I may look OK, but I doubt I'm great (maybe I am) I said, but I'm a guy, she repeated herself. Now anyone who has met me knows I don't try to disguise my voice, although I may automatically soften it, so I figured she was just complimenting me about my ability to present my self en femme, but she really thought I was a woman.

I finally convinced her (not the way you want to think) that I was a male and it turned out she was an old costumer of mine (she really changed, LOL), we must have talked an hour and she told me she always had a secret crush on me but I always seemed be be rude towards her. I think the issue I had was I really didn't respect her for her carrying on with different men and her habits and just had no interest. Bottom line was she gave me her phone number to call her anytime. As I always say, I'm just a lesbian but I doubt I'll ever call her.

Louise

So many things happen I forget

A week or so before Christmas Millie and Louise were invited to a house party, the lady was an ex classmate of mine from high school. She was so impressed (blush) with Louise she wanted Louise again at her home, But that's not this story.

As we were getting ready to leave (I was all dressed in a tight red spandex number) our dogs start going crazy (we have 3 Italian Greyhounds), there was a dog about their size a miniature pincher (I had one once) with a little jacket on that read happy "Howodays" and a red collar. He wanted to come in and play, we had no idea where he was from and when we let him in our 3 were on him like "white on rice".

There was no way we were going to keep him in our home and go out, something would have happened, so we called the police and they disclaimed any responsibility, so I figured we'd take him there anyway and just dump him in their laps. The dispatcher finally called animal rescue but said we would need to wait about 20 minutes before they arrived. So I sat with the dog in my lap. All of a sudden cops started arriving at the station and coming in the front door and out from the back, I know they weren't checking the dog out, the dispatcher had called all the cops in to check me out. It was humorous to see the expression on their faces as they tried to make small talk about the dog without laughing. As far as I'm concerned I thought it was great, because little do they know, I know the mayor personally and even have my picture with him as Louise and also the ex city administrator who's father I've known for many, many years.

So many things happen I forget

A

Closed Minds

What's interesting, is it's the so called "straight community" that tends to have the issues, not the alternitive one's. You rarely hear of a gay male or a Lesbian intimidating someone because they don't like their lifestyle, religon or race, but contrary to that, straight people are most often the ones who have those issues. This is a post from 3 of us who experianced from someone his rath of unhappines in his life (whatever it is), possibly, he needs to put a dress on.

Last night I had a chance to go to a local restaurant with two ofthe girls. Everything was going fine, most of the dinner's knew of CuteLouise and had no problem with any of the girls being there as long aswe were respectful of the other dinners. An older gentleman sat besideme and started the 'usual' conversation. "Are you two girls from aroundhere?' 'No? , Well you look lovely" THEN he made Louise. THEN hisattitude did a COMPLETE 360. His first comment..."Is that a MAN?" Isaid 'it's Aunt Louise' He then went on a complete tirade of vulgarlanguage! I said , No, I T's not a sick person, It IS my AUNTLOUISE. I was completely floored! I turned my back on him andcontinued to speak with Louise and Heather. NOW he has made Heather.The tirade gets worst. I now am trying my best not to turn around andget ugly but I don't. As hard as it was....I didn't. We were guests.We were ladies. Finally, the 'gentleman' decides to leave. As he isleaving, his last comment to me was "YOU are a sick mother F*c*er forcoming here with these sick freaks!" I responded with "Well, it was apleasure to meet you" (I was trying very hard to remain civil) Hisresponse was "Well it was NOT a pleasure to me YOU!" He then saidsomething crude to Aunt Louise. (I really didn't hear what) Then stormedout. I thought this world had come SO far with acceptance of anydifferent religions, race and personal choices. It's strange. I guesswe take places like "The Palms" "Georgie's" and "Paradise" for granted.Yes. Georgie's and Paradise are 'gay' clubs. But we have always seemedwelcomed there. The staff at the Palms have little problems with us.We were accepted at the restaurant...But it only took ONE person with aextreme prejudice to CREATE a problem. I was ready to leave. I wantedto cry. We stayed. We talked to some of the 'regulars' who had noissues with 'us'. But honestly..the night was kind of blown for me.I'm not going to be in a huge hurry to go back there.


Well, last night Louise invited us to go out with her to one of her > regular haunts, so we figured why not? We arranged for a babysitter > (camp Grandma) and got ourselves ready to go out. Since it was more of a > casual place, I decided to go with jeans, boots, and a form fitting top > along with my really long brunette wig. We headed to Louise's to BS with > Millie for a few before heading out for some fun.> > When we got to the bar (and restaurant, it was a bit of a classy place > really), we found a pair of stools along one side of the bar so we sat > down and ordered some wine. It didn't take long to figure out why these > stools were open.. They were right in front of the side door. Every time > someone would go in or out, we'd get hit with a blast of 20-something > degree air. After a few minutes of this, we spotted 2 stools that had > opened up on the far side, so we moved over there. Rain sat to my left, > and there was an older guy to her left eating his dinner. He made small > talk, asking what brought us there, etc. I told him that Aunt Louise > invited us down for a few drinks. He then asked if we were sisters.. LOL > We explained that no, Aunt Louise was more of an adopted aunt than a > real aunt. Up until this point the guy was very friendly and chatty with us.> > About this time, Louise came over to see what we were up to and the guy > quickly realized that Louise was a guy. He started making crude comments > (most of which I couldn't hear). One comment which I caught a piece of > had something to do with "trans" something. I could see that the guy > seemed a bit agitated and Rain turned toward me and started to ignore > the guy. I figured he had some sort of issue with us, but didn't know > what exactly. Rain was getting ready to get the bartender's attention > and maybe get a manager. After a couple of minutes, the guy got up and > said something to the effect of us being sick (expletive deleted). As he > grabbed his food and walked off past Louise (who was standing behind the > stools we were at), he made a comment to Louise something like "You're a > sick &#@&#." Louise got pissed and kind of shoved the guy on the > shoulder to tell him he was being a jerk. The guy repeated his sentiment > again as he turned back to glare at us. I started to get off my stool > and gave the guy one of those looks that says "don't even think about > it". The guy said something else rather crude and I told Louise to let > it go, which thankfully she did. We certainly didn't need a fight at the > bar (not that we would have had a problem, as they know Louise there and > we were not the ones causing trouble). The guy backed down and stormed > off making comments as he left.> > A little bit later, the band took a break and Louise brought the female > singer over to introduce her to us and we chatted for a bit and were > generally having a good time. She was an interesting person and she > loved the fact that we were there as a couple. Rain and her chatted for > a while and we compared clothing sizes (she was smaller than me even)... LOL> > There was a couple that were in town for the weekend and Louise had met > them the night before. At one point she brought Dee over to introduce us > and such then wandered off again. A little bit later I went over to be > social with Louise and had some really good conversation with Dee and > the girl sitting next to her (who, it turns out has a gay brother and > has met some TS friends of his). At one point I went over and literally > dragged Rain over and made her be social. She was pissed about the jerk > earlier and really wanted to leave. I told her to not let one jerk ruin > her night, that the rest of the people were good people. She told them > about what happened and they said that they had seen the guy leave but > didn't know what it was about.> > I'd say we must have spent a good hour and a half talking to the girls > and Dee's husband, who also seemed to be a very decent guy. They all > thought it was great that Louise & I could get out as we were and be > happy. They definitely didn't have any issue with us and even seemed to > like us. Rain's mood seemed to improve a little after talking to them, > but I could see that she wasn't happy about the evening.>


I had asked Rain and Heather to accompany me to a restaurant/lounge that I have patronized for at least 3 years. When I had first gone in (because of my popularity) I was fortunate enough to know a few people there who were kind enough to vouch for me in the event management or someone, like the very unhappy and confused gentleman, were to have an issue.

I do have to accept some of the blame in this experience, and I want to also apologize to Rain especially, and Heather, that I tend to dress "UP" when I go out (I want to be noticed), well I was. Apparently, from Rain's comment about the man's inquiry about me, he needed her verification if I was a male. Of course Heather dressed the way she was and with her build and also sitting was considerable less obvious then I. That was when the "crap hit the fan". I'm don't tend to have the same self control as a lot of people do, as a matter of fact my cycling group nick named me "Bulldog" I won't stand for rudeness or judgmental people as far as this lifestyle goes. I realize it's not the best approach and I risked bringing, not only on myself, but Rain and Heather, or anyone in our lifestyle some scrutiny, but I am reactive and impulsive. As this person walked by me and made his little remark I forearmed him, just enough to make him realize that just because we're men in a dress we're not pussy's. Maybe it was wrong and I'm glad it didn't go further.

Fortunately it pretty much went unnoticed and we were to talk with other more sociable people, who tended to be 180 deg's of the other person and very interested in talking with the 3 of us.

Unfortunately, people all have different (negative) views about a lot of things, if they have a "combative persona" and are controlled by peer groups, or something that caused their thought possesses to not realize everyone has their own baggage, and will take any road to help relieve their pain, or make themselves happy. Another observation from the other night makes me realize, that we and anyone who sees us, loses sight that we are usually very active, reliable, dependable and up standing citizens who pay taxes and rarely cause a burden on society.

I just feel sorry after about 4-5 months of getting my friends to come down for a nice evening they had to be subjected to this type of experience.

Louise

Christmas Party 2008

Our party was a blast. I had invited 4 people from the Crab Trap where I go most Fridays and Saturdays, most of these people only know Louise for about 3-4 years. Well about 25 of them came, I was really impressed that people would come to a "Cross Dressers" home without reservation because the accept her so much. I was very grateful.

We had about 75+ people here and I would have to say it was a great success, I got to bed about 1 AM and my wife, her friend and an old Friend of mine went to bed at 3:30 when he left.

Friday Lunch

Friday 12/12/08 I asked my friend Heather to lunch. She had to pick me up at the car dealership where I had my car for instillation of some accessory's I had purchased.

When I had driven into the shop I was greeted by the service writer I had talked with two days before (Wednesday) he greeted me and started to write a work order up as he walked around my car and then realise who I was by the time he got back to the front door, he said politely "I didn't recognize you"

I waited in the show room till Heather picked me up and introduced her to two of the sales people. We went to our usual place in Somers Point, I go there with my insurance man too and I'm known both ways. As we were waiting for our lunch two my my old costumers came in as couples but not together, One of them is a plastic surgeon who has all his photography on the walls of the restaurant, he does outstanding work and does his own printing.

I had to use the rest room, I used the men's because in a small place like that most. I assume realize I'm a guy, But Heather said as I walked to the rest room I did turn heads and she said one person was going to go in also but walked away when the saw me enter.

The other couple were customers from about the first till last day with me at my business, as we left I had to present myself to them, the doctor had already met me and they were involved with eating and I used decorum rather than make a pest out of myself, he had already acknowledged my when they first walked in. I walked up the the gentleman and offered my hand and he apprehensively shook it and asked, do I know you (Heather was next to me) before I had a chance to say anything his wife said "it's Lou from the service station" I have to admit the gentlemen didn't really know what to say or do, he had a totally blank look on his face, it was a classic, do I laugh, smile, run, he was very confused. His wife said at least twice, "you look great" I was very satisfied with the out come of comments.

After that I asked Heather if she would help me set up my wife's karaoke equipment for a party we were having Saturday, Millie met us at home and it only took a few Min's to set it up. Heather had to get home so she dropped me back at the dealership.

I had time to kill and a new bakery just opened nearby, I stopped in just to see how it was and as I was waiting to order some bread a person comes over and says "Hi Louise, it's Jerry Gormly" he's the ex senators brother, a moment later the Senators son Shawn walks over and says "Hi Louise" I look at their table and there was the senator, yes, I went over and he said hi ya Louise and gave me a hand shake. It's very difficult to express the felling you get being recognized to high powered people in normal situations, but in a very crowed restaurant where everyone knows someone like this Senator and me as Louise was just beyond words.

Cycling Club Christmas banquit

I belong to two Cycling groups, one is a club with what would be considered B class riders and the other who consider themselves elite are A+ riders, the A+ group have an issue with Louise and have, for the most part ostracized me (oh well, their loss). The other group which is about 50+ members have absolutely no issue with Louise and welcome her.

Another point is that I was the only incumbent of all the offices reelected to my post as "Club Photographer"

This group has three of us named Lou and we felt it would be interesting if we had our picture together (My wife Millie was the photographer).

Biker Bar II

If you've followed my posts I had gone to a Biker Bar about a month ago. Well I return where the same big white hair Biker approached me again. This time I asked if we could have our picture together. One of his (so called) friends made a comment to him, "you ain't right". As you know, a picture is worth a thousand words, so you'll understand what was meant by the comment.

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.