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Girlyman will be at the Fine Line on Thursday night. I'm going to try and go. It may be the last hurrah with my friend R who is planning a move to Pittsburgh. Yes, R, R and L (Me).
We'd also go with R who is P's son. I really enjoy him. I've known him almost as long as I've known P. She introduced me to him when we went to see Brokeback Mountain (was that New Year's?) sometime around that time of year. R was born female and transitioned about 5 years ago (?) I've only known him as R. Apparently, P had some difficulty with it but I don't and she seems to be doing better with it since I don't have a problem with it. I've got a lot of trans folks in my life. A former gf is in the process, neighbor who is mtf and a few more folks that I know to lesser degrees. I guess I don't see what the big issue is for people whoappear to be afraid think there is something wrong with it. I think gender and sexual orientation can be very fluid for some folks. My sexual orientation is more fluid, my gender while definately female is closer to the androgynous end versus the very femmine end(of course, for me, it also really depends on my mood, clothing and etc) GRIN
I actually really feel a kinship with the people that tend to not fit neatly in any dualistic categories. I don't fit perfectly and never have. I use to hate it when I was growing up because I felt like I didn't know who I was, too chameleon like. I've come to realize, accept and really value the fact that I very often am intune with both sides of my personality (introvert who loves people and etc) I like the people who are on the outskirts and don't fit in, perhaps because of the sense of disregard from the masses of these folks, there is freedom to really be who they are.
Interestingly enough, the book that my Dad last talked about before he died titled Short Bus: A Journey Beyond Normal where the author drove around the country in a (get ready for this) a "Short Bus" (you know the kind the little yellow school buses) talking to people who because of some sense of "otherness" lived very different (and not so different) lives. This included "Cookie" who is a transgendered lobster fisherman person in Maine.
We'd also go with R who is P's son. I really enjoy him. I've known him almost as long as I've known P. She introduced me to him when we went to see Brokeback Mountain (was that New Year's?) sometime around that time of year. R was born female and transitioned about 5 years ago (?) I've only known him as R. Apparently, P had some difficulty with it but I don't and she seems to be doing better with it since I don't have a problem with it. I've got a lot of trans folks in my life. A former gf is in the process, neighbor who is mtf and a few more folks that I know to lesser degrees. I guess I don't see what the big issue is for people who
I actually really feel a kinship with the people that tend to not fit neatly in any dualistic categories. I don't fit perfectly and never have. I use to hate it when I was growing up because I felt like I didn't know who I was, too chameleon like. I've come to realize, accept and really value the fact that I very often am intune with both sides of my personality (introvert who loves people and etc) I like the people who are on the outskirts and don't fit in, perhaps because of the sense of disregard from the masses of these folks, there is freedom to really be who they are.
Interestingly enough, the book that my Dad last talked about before he died titled Short Bus: A Journey Beyond Normal where the author drove around the country in a (get ready for this) a "Short Bus" (you know the kind the little yellow school buses) talking to people who because of some sense of "otherness" lived very different (and not so different) lives. This included "Cookie" who is a transgendered lobster fisher
