Snarky Biotch

I have a lot of friends who have a keen sense of humor and sharp wit. Many drag queens are known for being sassy and snarky. But I've seen some people cross a line. Snarky does not mean someone is allowed to be bitchy or just plain mean. I like it when someone is sassy and funny, when they have a great comeback and are a little sarcastic.

In my humble opinion this is a fine line and I've seen too many people cross it. Well... maybe it's the people who just like putting other people down to make themselves feel better.

What do you do when you are faced with someone being bitchy? Is it their intent to be mean or do they really not care that they come across as rude? Or has someone taken, what they think is humor, to a bad place?

I've been there and have had to tell someone that I don't think they're being funny anymore; that they've crossed the line into just being mean. One person recently just didn't get it... they saw nothing wrong with being rude and insolent. They thought they were still being hilarious!

"Bitchy queen" only worked for Bette Davis.

"You mean all this time we could have been friends?"

Home... at last

I am finally home! YAY! I missed my 7AM flight this morning. (Why did I even book a flight that early is beyond me....??) Anyway... I was on the 2nd flight out and I am home all safe and sound.

I had a great time! It was awesome to see my friends! I love Colorado and even though it rained both days of the festival I didn't mind, we sought shelter in a pub. I know the area needed the rain to help control the fires in the mountains near The Springs.

Here are some pics:

Jimmy, Cross, Clover & Steve

moi

me, Helen, Kevin, Ann & Joe

Mayhem, me & Dry Hump

Once I got to the hotel last night I decided to do a comparison:

What do you think?

Happy Daddy Day

To all my readers who are fathers... Happy Father's Day!

I've often thought about how it would feel to be a father. There was a time... a long time ago when I thought I wanted kids. I wonder what my kid would have looked like. Then I realize that they would probably look similar to their cousins.

My nieces and nephews all look very similar as do I and my siblings. Even my cousin on my mom's side of the family mentioned that I look a lot like her brother.

I'm now the oldest in my 'family of choice' here in Texas. Robert and Lisa are just 6 months younger than me and they remind me of that all the time.

I've embraced my "daddiness" in the gay community and after watching the movie Milk this week I realize that I am one to be looked to as a sage in the community. I remember as a kid hearing the news about the early gay rights movement. I participated in the first march on Washington when The Quilt was first displayed. (See the paragraph titled: "The Inaugural Display")

Have a happy celebration in honor of father's everywhere. I love and miss my dad and am thinking of him today.

CRF

While some of you are reading this I will be on a plane into Denver. This weekend I won't be going to the Denver pride parade (although I am kinda sad that I won't be), but I'll be going to the Colorado Renaissance Festival (CRF) in Larkspur.

front gates

The very first renaissance faire I ever went to was this one! Back in 1992 or 1993. I loved it! When I moved to Dallas years later I saw there was a faire here too and I was hooked!

This is also were I met some great friends and then joined the ren family. This is different than just attending the faire for a few hours and watching the shows. This is just hanging out in the pubs; drinking, talking to people and making new friends. Friendships that have lasted many years!

It's seems I've only gone to CRF every other year. I love the friends I've made there and we'll be having a great time catching up. Maybe I'll get to meet StevieB again...??

I could turn this into a game... since y'all know I have a lot of outfits. What will Jimmy Ricketts wear to CRF this year?

Have a great weekend y'all!

6 hours and 4 days

Please Gods... let this 6 hours of work before my extended weekend go by fast!

watchin the clock

My team won some monthly challenge and we get to leave 2 hours early. Today I'm taking my lunch and 2 hours together. Then I have to come home to pack. I'm headed up to colorful (and smoky) Colorado for their ren faire.

I'll meet up with friends I haven't seen in 2 years. Plenty of cider and mead will be drunk before I head back to Dallas on Monday morning. 

I know... I should have been at least half way backed by now. But work has been crazy busy and I've been getting home and just wanted to vegetate in the evenings.

Gods! I need this time away!

Thanks Steve!

I received a package in the mail several months ago from a friend. Steve from the blog Long Haired Boy found this picture of me and my friends on [the big social media website]. He sent me an email and asked if I minded that he used it for a Junior Achievement project.

pirate coasters

I was flattered that he asked and said OK. They turned this picture into coasters! How cool is that?
Thank you Steve!!

Now start blogging again! ;)

Strange Dreams

In my deepest REM sleep last night/this morning I had some very vivid dreams. They were so real... and involved a lot of emotions. All of my dreams are strange and would not make sense if I tried to write them down... so I'll only tell about one part.

vivid dreams

Someone was coming into a room where I was... I felt very afraid of this person. He turned out to not be scary looking but still I feared him. His face was clean shaven but pockmarked and scarred. It took all the courage I had to ask who he was and what he wanted of me.

It was me. The image of what I thought of myself.

Weird... huh?