Saturday, December 10, 2016

Who's Your Daddy?

Klaus Nomi made a huge splash in the world of performance art in the 1970's, that is still felt today. He influenced the likes of Jean Paul Gaultier and his 2003 collection dedicated to Mr Nomi. Then today there is Lady Ga Ga with her stage persona.

I love seeing and hearing new singers and performances of Mozart's The  Magic Flute. The two Queen Of The Night arias are a personal favorite. This version's make-up and hair smacks of influence (or is it theft) from Mr. Nomi. I did a double take and had  deja vu. Non the less, a beautifully staged and sung performance. I  met my husband at this opera  30 years ago.

Thursday, December 1, 2016

Lost In Space

My husband and I went to the movies over the Thanksgiving holiday. I wanted to see a gay themed movie called "Moonlight" that has been getting rave revues. It's about a black man coming of age (out) .  I also watched a movie on the computer  from the gay section of Netflix called "Front Cover". It was also a good show.

I do not live under a rock, or in a cave, but, I came out of both of those movies needing an urban dictionary. As far as "Moonlight", I couldn't believe I live around and in the African American culture and be so out of it. I felt very sad there were things said I did not understand. Then "Front Cover" and I don't understand gay slang? WTF!!! I live in a gay city.

Terms to Google:

1. runnin' trap. or checkin' trap
2. Potato Queen

Believe it or not I heard #1 on Conan last nite and was pissed off HE knew what it was.

Another reason lunch out! Or find a new black friend.

Wednesday, November 23, 2016

The Cost Of Equality

I have finally started to go out with less fear and looking back over my shoulder. I am still seriously  thinking about joining Pink Pistols. The minister from the gay church is the leader of the Ft Lauderdale chapter of the gun club. I drag my foot because of the violence element but if I'm on the receiving end, that is a different story.  I still only shop and eat in gay owned businesses. That is a lie, I've been to Pets Mart for 'Phil stuff'.

Being a card carrying Democrat, I've given money for the cause. But, I've also given to the ACLU, Lambda Legal, and a local group called Save. Oh, I forgot the donations to the no kill animal shelter . The only problem from the givin', is the gettin' - -  email. Oh well, it's only a push of a button to junk mail.

It has been gorgeous here. I've gone for drives with no purpose or destination with the top down just to let the warm drenching sun cover my face and shoulders. I've also  binge watched 'The Crown' on Netflix. It was really good and am looking forward to the next series . I've also joined a gay netflix type  movie site. It's called All different kinds of gay movies. That will keep me busy this winter.

Tomorrow which is Thanksgiving, we are going to a seafood restaurant on the ocean and take a walk out on the pier . Perhaps we will go watch the  movie Nocturnal Animals (at the gay cinema). It appears to be a thriller , suspense type movie that my husband will love.

Friday, November 11, 2016

Final Thought

I am old. I have fought many battles. Won some, lost many.  For me, my  life unfolded into blissful glee with a devoted husband and owning my own business. Both of which when in my twenties I never thought to obtain. So I savor the love and successes.

But those LGBT people born when I had gained visibility and somewhat respectability that I had to fight to achieve, only knew that as a base from which to build for the fight for equality. So I stood and fought some more. We made sizable leaps and bounds with the help and speed of social media. It was so very fast. So fast that the Democratic primary candidates of the 2008 election came to be interviewed on the LGBT TV station 'Logo'.  And, I will always tear up when I remember that a presidential candidate for the most powerful country in the world would come to a gay bar in MY gay community for MY gay vote. It will be with me for the rest of my life.

I do not worry about myself or my marital status, I think mainly about the parents and children of same sex families and their lives during the brutal adolescence years and their futures. I am concerned for the Lesbian, Gay and Transgendered military members and in other government offices of the US, and that includes  Ambassadors. The LGBT homeless youths rejected by their parents in the name of some god. LGBT elders who suffer from being alone and frightened to be themselves in nursing homes. All who's lives will be altered more by this coming presidency. To be stripped and degraded one law at a time , one state at a time , much like the way African slavery was legalized  in this country .

This presidency will not only affect ALL minorities and non caucasian people of the US, but around the globe. As someone once said,"When America sneezes, the world catches a cold". Be warned.
I am going to follow Jim Obergefell's suggestion and start by contributing to the ACLU, and then to my other  local gay rights organizations in Florida that I have supported and done some volunteer work for. We will get back what we put in. We must continue to fight for the quality of life of those who follow us in future generations. Help make it a better place for those of the next generation of LGBT people. 
Finally,  as LGBT people, WE are perfect and beautiful as my very first post's video points out.

el fin

Tuesday, November 1, 2016

Wicked Manors 2016

A few photos (mild) and a couple of 15 second videos from 'The Drive' last night. I slept in this morning and was a little sore dancing at all three venues. I tried to make my butt move like that Cuban kid at the Latin venue, but at my age I can't bend over, spread my legs and shake my butt at the same time without falling over. Maybe next year!




Sunday, October 30, 2016

Hillary, Cuba, and Halloween.

What a week! Hillary held a rally today two blocks from our house for the LGBT vote. It was only announced yesterday afternoon.  Not being a rally virgin we did not go, but we live streamed it on the computer. In North Carolina, we lived four blocks from where Bill Clinton stumped for Hillary in 2008. That was an ordeal. Blocks sealed off and it was out side on a school baseball field. You were not allowed to take an umbrella within a block of the rally. And, you waited for hours to see and hear him speak.
Today, The local news showed people in line at 5am for the 2:30pm rally. I'm sure it was electric at The Manor, but she still brought tears to my eyes thru the computer screen as she hit every gay issue that I've fought,  stood up for and don't  want to lose or compromise.
But , HILLARY HELD A RALLY AT A GAY BAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I've been very fortunate in my life to be able to travel abroad. In my 40's, I went about every year. I hate the travel part but once I'm settled at my destination I'm fine. I'm like Charlotte Vale's mother from Now Voyager as I don't like to do touristy things. I just want to walk and mix with the people. Or, ride horses cross country or go to a garden show (I use to garden). My husband wants to spend hours and hours in museums studying paintings on the walls and ceilings. I getting off track.....

Cuba has always been a fascination for. So close, yet so far away. I saw a video of  Ballet Nacional de Cuba doing Don Quixote. I fell in love. So as much as I hate to travel, we are going to Cuba to see the ballet. Jet Blue starts daily nonstop service from Ft Lauderdale late in November. I have so many
points on my Jet Blue credit card that we both can fly for around $100 round trip. I have researched gay B&B's and other gay stuff. (I must support my brothers and sisters). While looking at dancing stuff (I want to learn the Bachata sensual) I came across this little Cuban boy. I don't think I have muscles where he does. hmmm.....

Tomorrow is Halloween which means we will be partying on The Drive with 20 to 30 thousand other  people. This my favorite night of the year. Pure happiness and fun. I'll take photos if I see some cool costumes.
(photo of Phil in Halloween mode)

Saturday, October 22, 2016

Hello Gorgeous!

The weather, I mean. We walked downtown last night for dinner and then stopped at a few 'haunts' on the way home. I was in need of a cannoli. My other half likes to speak Italian with the owners. The 'Drive' was loaded with couples holding hands, being affectionate, and being themselves. I did see one straight couple and the guy was squeezing the blood out of the girls hand in fear of being molested. Too funny. I guess even for a gay person new to the area it may seem strange being in a cafe with nothing but men. Thursday, I had blood work  done and there was only gay men in the waiting room.

Today, there is not a cloud in the sky and the humidity is low. The sun gave a bathing warmth that just felt fabulous. We took the Miata out and cruised along the beach. We saw the boys, and smelled the salt air and then went for a chocolate malt. Just a gorgeous day.

My last post got deleted. I must have hit a wrong button.

Sunday, October 9, 2016

Matthew, Road Trip, Naples, and Phil

Having grown up Ft. Lauderdale, I have been through a few hurricanes. They are not to be taken lightly. There is a position (location) where a storm is in the Caribbean that makes me take exceptional notice. That position is when the storm passes below Puerto Rico and Jamaica. They always make a north turn and that puts Florida in the Path.
After seeing this graphical chart (above)  last Monday, and the hurricane being a category 4 with sustained winds of 140mph with gusts of 165mph , it was time to think about leaving.  The strongest hurricane I have gone through is a category 2 (115mph winds) back in the 1960's, and that was horrible.  Filling bathtubs with water and/or boiling water for two weeks in the heat without electricity. Plus downed power wires closing roads. And sand everywhere.

It was time to board up the cottage and go. I put the shutters up and then took pictures of interior and exterior of the cottage for insurance purposes. In Florida, you have to have a separate insurance policy for 'Wind' coverage. Example, If your house is damaged from the roof down from water, you are covered. If your house is damaged from the ground up from water, your not. That needs 'Flood' insurance. Of course then there is the home policy for fire, theft, etc.... The insurances add up and adjust to local.

I probably have an unhealthy relationship with this house (above). I've known it since 1953 and my family has owned it since 1968. I have only lived in it since 2013. Considered historic (for Florida) because of its construction. It is custom built from Slash Pine. Also known as Dade County Pine. It is totally opposite of what pine trees are like in the mid Atlantic. The wood is hard and dense and  99% termite proof. Finding craftsmen to work on the house is getting more difficult. I loved this house so much, that I built one identical to it (but in brick) in the country of NC on a couple of acres. Anyways, there are about six Dade County pine houses left that I know in this area. You do see a few in Key West that have been restored. This house is in original, new condition circa 1951.

I think I got off track! So,.... where to go to get away from hurricane Matthew. There is a town on the gulf coast which is a straight shot from Ft, Lauderdale across the state called Naples, about 140  miles . But!...Where to stay?

Monday night I started on the computer looking for 'pet friendly' hotels in Naples.  I started at the $150 dollar range-booked out. So then I went to the $120 dollar range-booked out , and on and on and on. Finally, I found a room for two nights for $67 dollars a night with a AAA discount. But for $67 dollars I was thinking it is probably in a slum with heroin addicts nodding off in parked cars and charcoal grills on the walkways outside the rooms.
SHOCK! The  place was gorgeous, brand new and three wonderful restaurants in the huge parking lot. I have only written one revue of a lodging place  on Trip Advisor but this place is getting a plug. Red Roof Inn and Suites. Pets welcome!

Now, on to Phil.

Trying to get Phil in crate is  what it was probably like putting someone in a medieval torture device back in the day of the  "oubliette". He screamed and moaned. Then we got him in the car. We hadn't gone a mile and he was making un-godly sounds that sounded like "o-u-t"  in a low baritone voice. Well, at the ten mile mark, he peed and crapped in the crate. But we soldiered on with the back windows cracked and the air conditioner cranked up.
When we got to the hotel, he hid under the covers for two days coming out only to eat and use the litter box. Totally freaked out.
Coming back to Ft Lauderdale, he was perfect. Quiet and didn't soil himself. (The little dahling.) We have been home two days and he is just starting to be his ole self. And, as luck would have it, Joseph (the man who has taken care of the lawn for decades) came and cleaned everything up in the yard. So we are all back to normal life in gay paradise.

Now, we can relax and watch the "Grab em by the pussy" debate.

Sunday, October 2, 2016

'a whisker first, and then a claw.'

The title of this post comes from a poem by Thomas Gray called 'Ode on The Death Of A Favourite Cat, Drowned In A Tub Of Goldfishes.'

When we came home to South Florida I wanted a pet companion while my other half was busy doing his thing. We've always had dogs and a couple of cats over the years, and the easiest was a cat. Example, when we would travel, a house sitter would be $500 for the dogs. A cat could be left for a weekend trip with little or no expense.

So I set on a mission to find a rescue adult cat that would pick me to give him a loving home. I think it is very important for the animal to choose you. I went to three 'No Kill' shelters looking for The One. At the third shelter, I walked into the cat room and this male tabby started talking at me and jumped into my arms and started kneading on me plus purring and slobbering on my shirt as I held like a mother does with a  baby being burped. Not to be a pushover, I left the shelter to go home and think about it. My other half did not know what I was up to and certain maneuvers had to be made to pull this off. (do I sound like Lucy Ricardo?)

Finally, I broke the news to my other half and said this is how it is going to be. He agreed on the stipulation that it had to be a lap cat. Well, after my second visit with my future friend, he was ready to come home to his new fabulous life of love and leisure. I had already made a vet check-up appointment before I went to pick him up. Only healthy cats would be accepted.


Phil made himself very much at home without any sulking or whining. However, he only dined (and dines) on tuna.Very picky. But his true talents lie in home decorating and interior design. This is an attribute that can be very costly. First he couldn't stand the window blinds, so two came down. Then, it was the shade of a mid century modern lamp (that had to be custom made to be replace) plus two other lamps shattered, and then on to the vases and paintings. Finally,  an antique mantle clock  pushed off a tall bookcase to the floor that shattered.

Phil on his scratching post in the living room. Notice the missing corner from the painting above him.

I am the only one who can hold him (in any fashion), because he will 'cut a bitch'.

This is Phil's normal position in the TV room. I get the upper half of the recliner, and he gets the lower half (or more).

This photo is of the two of us in our places for a typical evening. It's a good thing I'm limber!

I have never known an animal that retaliates for not getting their way or what the want. This is a typical example of what he does when you won't let him go out to the screened porch. He has gone thru the screen once.  These scratches are from a sneak attack from behind as I was walking away. He has only sent me to the doctor twice. One for bite, which was NOT out of meanness  but trying to get him away from a feral cat on the other side of the screened porch. The other, was a black eye when he cold cocked me with all his mite in my sleep wanting me to get my ass out of bed.

 Phil, getting ready for Halloween!

He is mine. My child, gifted, talented and he has a forever home. How lucky am I to have something so devoted and attached . I wouldn't trade him for the world.

Sunday, September 25, 2016

We are the Generation of Change.

When this Hellish election is over, I will return my full attention back to animal/human rights and equality causes worldwide. We in the US are censored to what is really going on in the world with  war and human rights. Does anyone remember the nightly TV news in the 60's and early 70's with film footage of bloody or dead soldiers in Vietnam? We reacted in the streets with protests and we made change with bringing the war to an end. But today, we see nothing. Beheadings, hangings, NUMEROUS people accused of being gay having their hands tied behind their backs and thrown from roof tops of buildings with a crowd waiting below holding rocks to stone the dying in the street.

The US created this Uganda situation with LGBT rights. Beginning way back with Ronald Reagan's buddy Anita Bryant and her International Ministries (now defunct), but carried forward by nut jobs like lawyer (and Rev) Scot Lively who went to Uganda and called all LGBTQ demons, monsters, pedophieles, and should be killed. Last month in Uganda, a gay event which people were doing a show and fashion in an auditorium was raided by police. The people were accused of having public sex, harassed, beaten and arrested.

I lived in South Florida during "The Anita Bryant Witch Hunts" days where she was not only after your job, but where you lived; "for the children". That is a large reason Wilton Manors Florida came to be the second largest gay community (per capita) in the US. We banded together for protection AND THEN reorganized and fought back! This year at the Stonewall Parade and Festival in Wilton Manors, we were 40,000 strong! Just Us!!

Today, fighting back can be done from your home via computer. My first taste of this was when I was in a group who succeeded in banning the chaining of dogs in the county I lived in. This got rid of a lot of dog fighting in the area as well. My last contribution was with a group who set out to deny a hate preacher (Andrew Stephenson) visa entrance to South Africa to spew his "death to the gays" garbage in that country. SUCCESS! I did not have anything to do with him not being allowed to fly through London to South  Africa, or his arrest and deportation from Botswana for his vitriol hate speech.

Every person should contribute. A better life is to be had.

and while your at it.....


Sunday, September 11, 2016


 I thought of Anne Marie with this video.

I regret never having gone to Burning Man. Actually, I had never heard of Burning Man until a few years ago. I would have fit in perfectly with many 'camps' there. Everyone who has been, afterwards says they are changed. I'd like to think that would not be the case for me (except for going nude in public), since I go to the beat of my own drum no matter where I am.

The 9/11 anniversary has everyone in different kind of mood today.

Sunday, September 4, 2016

Digging Deep...

I am an armchair sports nut for tennis and yes MMA (I'm Irish). The US Open is on and after a week, my muscles are sore from gripping the chair arms and my stomach muscles are twisted in knots. I'm hoarse from yelling at my favorite hunky player for missing a shot! Sometimes you just have to take a break and breath in, then out. Breath in, breath out. OK, back to tennis for one more week.

Sunday, August 28, 2016

Hocket and Crab Cadence

Believe it or not, I am a trained musician. College then conservatories. I always thought of myself as a 'fly boy' as I wasn't interested in the theory or mechanics. I just wanted to play and create magic. The magic that only can be produced by youthful exuberant innocence. The above video is all of those things. It is pure beauty to my eyes and emotion. This Theorbo musician, Jonas Nordberg is still a student at The Mozartium University of Salzburg when this video was made. The setting is a 14th century chapel in Sweden. Best viewed full screen.

Monday, August 22, 2016

Tableau Vivant

I saw the movie Florence Foster Jenkins yesterday. It was enjoyable but a tad long. The actor who played Madam Jenkins' accompanist was the best part of the movie (sorry Meryl). The movie did not play true to her life. Along with singing, Madam Jenkins also did Tableau Vivant of opera heroines for all of her various clubs and charities. Youtube has a wonderful documentary about Flo. She was in the thick of society and entertainment stars of the day. Check it out!

Monday, August 15, 2016


We have a deaf friend who reads lips very well (unless you have an untrimmed beard and mustache), and he speaks clearly .  He does try to sing. He introduced us to some of his friends who were also deaf and in communicating with them I did what Allie did not even realizing it until the next morning thinking of what a fun evening we had. Lesson learned. (I hope)