Who needs coffee when I have the tea!!

McCain, Palin and other Republican ignunce, whew I'm BACK!

2008-09-04T07:51:00.000-07:00

Well howdy folks!

I have had all manner of things keeping me busy in life for quite sometime now. I am glad I have a spare moment to actually post to this blog.

Ok now on to the title of this post. I want to talk about Republican ignunce. When asked in private I will always say that Republicans WEAR me the F$%& OUT! I swear to GOD they whine more than a bitter group of contestants at a drag pageant.

I have been reading the news and listening to NPR this morning and I have to say WTF? Since when is it bad for minorities be it women of any ethnicity, asians, blacks, or god forbid gays, to question when one of their own says they are conservative? This just completely blows my dress up!

I was listening to the Diana Rehm Show and there was a commentator asking why anytime a minority identifies as a conservative they have to be destroyed and torn down by other minorities and the left? Well let me tell ya sister, all of the little minorities that scratch our heads, do so because it has typically been the extreme right and conservatives that have usually kept any type of minority down. It doesn't take a real genius to figure that one out. Does anyone remember the dixiecrats? Yeah those were good ole God FEARIN southern Democrats that were extremely anti-civil rights. Let me tell you they didn't go anywhere they just became Republicans. Strom Thurmond and Jesse Helms are two people that spring to mind.

Back to my topic, why are a lot of minorities and people on the left scared of McCain Palin? Because we do not care to continue the downward spiral towards a theocracy and a dictatorship. We speak out against these insane policies and agendas because we care about the nation as a whole. The last time I checked the 14th amendment guarantees equal protection under the law. That means everyone folks, not just the people who agree with you on abortion, gun rights, marriage or whatever the hot button issue is at the moment. McCain and Palin both support repealing Roe V Wade and a host of other frightening things. How this doesn't strike fear into all of us I do not know, but I have a good idea no one cares anymore. No one cares that the patriot act stripped us of all sorts of liberties. No one cares that wiretapping out phone calls is now common place. What do we care we feel safe! Who cares that we now torture people and ship people off to secret prisons, it is out of sight and out of mind, we are safe. We have celebrities to worry about and the latest electronic gadget. Who cares that gas keeps going up and when we see gas as low as 3.30 a gallon we see a bargain, who cares that more soldiers keep coming home in body bags, who cares the economy is terrible and the housing market sucks, who cares that the credit industry now has more power than ever to ruin peoples lives, no one does because we are safe and have cool toys to play with.

That folks is why we feel the need to question conservative minorities. They scare us, they should scare you too. We are not out to destroy them they just scare the hell right out of us.

A poem from the Nazi era comes to mind here for me. It is by Pastor Martin Niemoller.

When the Nazis came for the communists,
I remained silent;
I was not a communist.

When they locked up the social democrats,
I remained silent;
I was not a social democrat.

When they came for the trade unionists,
I did not speak out;
I was not a trade unionist.

When they came for the Jews,
I remained silent;
I wasn't a Jew.

When they came for me,
there was no one left to speak out.

Though I think the poem speaks to what we are becoming as a nation, BUT I think there is a movie quote that nicely sums up the whole minorities questioning other minorities being conservative. It comes from the movie Flawless, a drag queen is addressing a group of gay Republicans, it goes "as long as all of you get down on those banana republican knees and suck d$%& honey, you're all my sisters, and I love you, I do. God bless you, and F$%& off!"

The Great Cranky One

I'm Catwoman!

2006-12-20T17:00:00.000-08:00

Your results:
You are Catwoman

Catwoman		100%
Green Lantern		95%
Spider-Man		90%
Hulk		90%
The Flash		70%
Iron Man		65%
Wonder Woman		55%
Supergirl		50%
Batman		50%
Superman		50%
Robin		40%

You have had a tough childhood,
you know how to be a thief and exploit others
but you stand up for society's cast-offs.

Click here to take the "Which Superhero am I?" quiz...

My drag daughter is the new Miss Gay Arkansas!

2006-09-13T14:07:00.000-07:00

Here is pic of me and my drag-daughter Taylor Madison Monroe.

I have over 170 pictures from the competition I will be loading some over the next few days as I get them cropped and resized!

I'm a proud Mama!

-The Great Cranky One

aka Sasha Harrison

Summer update and a weekend with Daddy Dearest!

2006-08-28T09:40:00.000-07:00

Ok this is going to be a rather odd and rambling post. First things first let me say I am sorry for having been gone for so very long! It has been a crazy summer and I have had a lot going on. There was my other half being in summer school, me having a class too, and lots of home improvement type things. Along the way I got a B in my 5 week Archaeology class. I was very pleased with it. The hubby also did very well. We celebrated our 3 year anniversary together, spent that weekend in Houston, Texas, which will be a post all unto itself. This post is about the weekend that just past and the drama that occurred with my father.

First off let me just say there was an ugly scene in the local Circuit City, where my dad was pretty much being a total ass. He was cursing and throwing a fit like a 5 year old would have done. It got to a point that I could not deal with it anymore and like a parent who has snapped I told him he was behaving like a 5 year old throwing the kind of fit that would have gotten me beaten as a child and that he needed to go to the car! I stress the beaten, not spanked, not grounded, not yelled at, or just smacked once. Beaten! This is important to the story. Needless to say he stormed out and there was drama to follow. Now I need to take you on a journey here for a moment. Back to my childhood and the pins and needles that we all lived on in my house. *NOTE* I do get along fine with my father as an adult! The big thing s that I am on my own and I am not afraid of him anymore, I don’t have to be and I never will be again. This also plays into my “I am nice as people let me be”. I apply this to everyone in my life including my parents, if they get ugly I get ugly! Make sense? Anyway here is the background and the story.

When I was little, things were pretty much as you would expect with most kids I played a lot, watched a ton of cartoons, had lots of toys, and overall was just like any other kid. Except that I lived in a house with a father who felt it was his god given right to just beat the living crap out of if you so much as looked at him funny or said something in a manner that well just pissed him off. This was my childhood. That I can remember I only got about 5 of these beatings because I was very mindful to not do something that would warrant one. I am going to be 30 years old and I can remember like it was yesterday every one of them. I am not kidding here. Any of you that read this that “spank” your children might want to remember what it was like when you were little and also ask yourself what your child is going to think when they grow up.

This is not one of the five incidents I mention above but it is on of my earliest memories and it was a taste of what was possible. I think I must have been somewhere around 3 years old. I say this because I know it was before kindergarten but I don’t remember a lot of my middle brother being around yet. We were in a local Alco store. I remember I really wanted to play with a playschool popcorn popping toy that you would push across the floor. Anyway I remember the threat was that if I didn’t quit he was gonna knock my head off! I must have reached for it, because the next thing I know my head hurt like crazy, I was crying and we were leaving the store, with my mom yelling at my dad. Another sign of what was to come was probably when I was about 4 years old. We were living in a trailer in Canon City, Colorado. It was the fall and dad was doing a bunch of raking. I had a little toy rake and was doing my level best to help. I guess I was getting in the way and he told me to go in the house. Well when you’re four years old and your parent tells you to go away, you cry. It just happens children really wear their feelings on their sleeve. I started to cry and he whacked my across my backside with the back of his rake and told me to hush or he would give me something to really cry about! My Mom actually saw this and I do remember the fight that ensued. It was ugly and yet again Dad had the right to do what he wanted attitude, I was his child and therefore his property that he could beat as he saw fit.

The first of the beatings I remember is not the beating itself but the results afterward. We were living in the same trailer and I really have no idea what I did but I remember that he beat my butt so bad, that my Mom put lotion on my buttocks and on my face to ease the pain and to clear up where my cheeks were sore I had cried and held my face so much. She just telling me to shhh, or he would come do it again. Now WTF?????? This is something that has always been lost on me. You’re gonna beat a child, a child who trusts and loves you no matter what, then turn around with spite in your voice and tell to suck it up and shut up? WTF??? It makes no sense! Now, this time I think it was a protection mechanism of just please be quiet.

Now the following 4 incidents happened over the course of 3rd and 5th grade. The first we were living in Castle Rock, outside Denver. I was in the 3rd grade and it was right before Christmas of 1985. We were watching tv and I had gone to the bathroom. My middle brother was in the middle of the floor and had covered up. He wasn’t there when I went to the bathroom, I don’t remember what was on the TV but I remember I was trying to hurry back and stepped on my brother’s stomach. I didn’t seriously injure him or hurt him for that matter. But the way he screamed you would have thought so. I immediately started apologizing just terrified of what ended up happening. I had just got sat down when dad grabbed me by both of my feet pulling me up off the floor and proceeded to just BEAT my ass. I thought I was going to die, I am not talking 2 or 3 swats I mean just absolutely wailing on me. I couldn’t breathe, when I finally was able to catch my breath all I could do was scream. I don’t remember how long he beat me but he did it for a long while. I was wearing some thermal pajamas, that had left an imprint across my butt he had hit me so hard. I remember the only thing my mom did to stop him was to look afterward and say well I don’t think he did any permanent damage you’ll live. WTF?????

The next incident was in this same place. What happens when kids lose something? They get upset! I had some Rainbow Brite crayons, I was so gay even back then, and they all came out and the mom found the box and threw it away. I had no idea I was just looking for it and getting upset I could not find it. Well this just served to piss dad off. He thought I was being a big baby and especially over Rainbow Brite! Well I was the type of child if I was about to cry and he yelled I just basically fell apart. I was so nervous around him most of the time it wasn’t funny. Well crying is for sissies and if you’re gonna cry he would give you a reason to cry. Well that is what happened. It was so awful and humiliating. It always added insult to injury that mother let him to do this and to this day seems to live in a sugar coated world of he wasn’t that bad to you.

I have to take a moment to say that I have never talked about this with anyone. I have buried it and tried to forget it. But anytime I witness people being ugly to their children all of the memories come rushing back and it makes me murderous with anger! I think of the humiliation and the emotional not just physical pain that child is going through and it makes me want to beat the hell out of the parents and ask them if they like it! I am not crazy, I just have a lot of pent up anger that needs to finally be let out. As I have been writing I feel like a lot of weight is being lifted off of me. Anyway, on with the story.

This was around the time that I also developed my love affair with Russia/The Soviet Union and decided I was a communist. I know you must be thinking WTF but I was 9 years old and just being a kid. Kids say they are or want to be all kinds of things. Well this was the cold war and my dad wasn’t having a communist for a child. I was threatened with being beaten so many times if I did not stop being a communist. Being the stubborn little child I was I was just emboldened, scared but emboldened. It was the first time I decided I wasn’t going to put up with it anymore.

Now keep in mind the psychological factor is huge here. Sometimes the threat was just as humiliating as the action itself. When I was in Cub Scouts we had a function at my house. I don’t remember what it was I said or did but I must have given dad a dirty look, but he threaten to beat me senseless in front of all the other scouts. I was mortified, I wanted to hide I wanted to cry I wanted to just die. I was about 10 or 11 and he did this loudly, none of the other scouts acted the same around me again when he was around. It was like they were waiting for the next shoe to fall. I look back and I think none of this had to do with discipline. It was just about control plain and simple. I was not a horrible child I was to scared to be and every time I got beat it wasn’t that I had been awful, I had either done something that offended my dad or he just felt justified in doing it because he could and he felt I needed it. I also think it made him feel better, because the oldest and most sissy of his sons had had the nerve to take a tone of voice or look at him funny and by god he was gonna show me who was boss. WTF??? I will never understand it. Every time I was beaten it was because he was mad and it made him feel better. So beating someone who has no way to defend themselves, just because you’re mad and it is gonna make you feel better is ok? For the love of fucking g-d! That is insane.

Now, the next time I got beat, I was trying to do homework and it was math and I was getting frustrated because I did not understand something. I was in the 5th grade and we lived in Florence, Colorado. I was so mad, I couldn’t figure it out, we had a ton of company: aunts, uncles, cousins and friends over. It was not quiet and I was trying to get done. I asked my mom and she said she didn’t know, I was already mad at myself ( I was always good at math) and stomped off before she could figure it out. Well this was all he needed for a reason. I barely made it across the threshold of my bedroom before I saw white and could not breathe he was hitting me so hard! I have never in my life experienced pain that bad. I could feel every blow through my entire body. The throbbing did not quit in my butt for 2 entire days. I have had both of my big toe nails removed completely 3 times and that pain was bearable after the drugs wore off. This was excruciating! Like before all I could do was scream when I finally caught my breath, I think it went on for a good 2 or 3 full minutes, I don’t remember exactly. I just know I fell to my knees when he was done with drool just running from my mouth and just screamed. This just pissed him off more. You see I think he lost face in front of people that night when I stomped off unless he showed what a man and in control of his house father he was if he didn’t beat me. This is the kind of family he is from. He even wonders why I cannot stand his family and when I was little even wanted to have my name changed. My mom got me into bed and a fight ensued about my homework. Well a bit later he left with my uncle and my mom tried to calm me down so he would not do it again. When he came back he was till pissed he basically took the… I will gladly do it again if you don’t quit crying attitude when he returned. He was such a fucking son of a bitch, and I have never in my life felt the kind of hatred towards someone that I used to feel for my dad when I was a child. There was one more incident not long after this that you can pretty much get the jist of without me going into it. He yelled I was scared, I started crying he beat me to give me something to cry about, end of story. Now if I had my mother read this she would completely disagree with my version of the events. I have noticed that she likes to conveniently forget things and just live in the now of good times and not the bad times.

After that last time I swore to myself never again. I would kill him before I would let it happen. From that point on I always had blunt objects near my bed, and knew where the knives were in the house. I did my level best to avoid him and stay out of his way. That worked better than anything. See we finally moved closer to my grandparents so that I could spend a lot more time with them and not at home. I also think my mother grew a set of ovaries and stood up to him more often. I was well into my college days in my early 20’s before I was able to start to move on and have a normal relationship with my dad. I really had to just try and forget a lot of the stuff go. As the years have gone by now he seems to have mellowed except his temper is still the same. He still gets mad over utterly stupid shit. I should know I have the exact temper as an adult. You see this is why I will not have children. I had to do something to stop the cycle of violence in my family. It’s a pittance but it is something. It has done no good though my brother is just as bad with his 3 children. I feel so sorry for them sometimes. It makes me wanna strap my brother to a chair smack him and say wake the fuck up!

My mother to this day will defend my father. Why I will never know if none other than to not have to admit her own apathy toward what he did at the time. I see the same cycle all around me in multiple people I know. It saddens me so.

Back to the present, when I told my Dad off he was livid! When I got to the car he threatened to punch me out if I ever talked to him again. I bit my tongue. I wanted to say you know what? You will lucky to live if you ever touch me again! Sadly it would have been a promise not a threat. I would also do what I should have done when I was little which is call the police and gotten protection. He went on and on about how I should give him the respect that he deserves! Sound familiar to anyone who likes Mommy Dearest? The thing is no one deserves respect, they earn it no matter who they are. I just sat there and let him calm down. I later informed my mother that is she thought I was the quivering mess I was as a child she was sadly mistaken and that this time she wouldn’t be able to protect him. She just looked at me, the poor victim of the cycle that she has become as well. As he was threatening to hit me as an adult I kept thinking of Joan Crawford saying “I will always beat you Christina!” and her saying back “Yes Mommy Dearest”, except in my case it was “Yes Daddy Dearest”.

*note* At this point in my life I want nothing more than an honest apology for being put through that kind of hell but I know I will never get it so I try to just live in the now and enjoy the kind of parents I wish they had been when I was small.

So I have done to many blogthings today.

2006-07-18T07:28:00.000-07:00

You Are the Very Gay Peppermint Patty!

Softball is the huge tipoff here...
As well as a "best friend" who loves to call her "sir"

What Gay Childhood Icon Are You?

MMMMMMMMMMM Evil!

2006-07-18T07:10:00.000-07:00

You Are A Vengeful Ex

You didn't angry or hurt when things ended with your ex...
You just calmly decided that you would get even.
And while you pretend things are cool, your ex better watch out!

What Type of Ex Are You?

Look out Satan!

2006-07-18T06:56:00.000-07:00

You Are 92% Sociopath

You're so manipulative, you could make Hannibal Lector your bitch.
You feel superhuman - and you certainly lack human empathy.

Are You A Sociopath?

YES MA'AM!

2006-07-18T06:53:00.000-07:00

You Are 88% Lady

No doubt about it, you are a lady with impeccable etiquette
You know how to put others at ease, even if their manners aren't the greatest.

Are You A Lady?

For the love of G-d I am Bert!

2006-07-18T06:34:00.000-07:00

You Are Bert

Extremely serious and a little eccentric, people find you loveable - even if you don't love them!

You are usually feeling: Logical - you rarely let your emotions rule you

You are famous for: Being smart, a total neat freak, and maybe just a little evil

How you life your life: With passion, even if your odd passions (like bottle caps and pigeons) are baffling to others

The Sesame Street Personality Quiz

A recent pic of me that I like!

2006-07-13T13:00:00.000-07:00

This is in Blanchard Caverns, in North Central Arkansas. My hubby took it and I like it a lot!

-The Great Cranky One

I'm Jan Brady!

2006-07-13T12:44:00.000-07:00

Lord everyone it has been ages i have lots to post about and will be doing that very soon i promise! I have been on some awesome camping trips and i have pictures. I also just saw jann Arden and Michael Buble in concert last night i will do a post about it later too!

You Are Jan Brady

Brainy and a little introverted, you tend to think life is a lot worse than it actually is.
And while you may think you're a little goofy looking, most people consider you to be a major babe.

What Brady Are You?

Clay Aiken or K.d. Lang?

2006-05-25T11:44:00.000-07:00

I first off have to admit that I am not a big American Idol fan. I dont watch it religiously or really keep up with who is on it other than are any of the boys cute.

My god my sheer horror last night! Due to there not being a lot on with all of my usual shows having ended their seasons I decided to watch the American Idol finale. Now overall I really enjoyed the show there were some great performances with a lot of awesome stars.

Being partial to nice Jewish boys I really liked Elliott. Now folks I was already so embarrassed for this poor little boy who was obsessed with Clay Aiken when they asked him to sing. I thought honey they are making a fool out of you! then opens the stage and I honestly thought that one of my favorite dashing lesbians in a suit (K.d. Lang) had come out to rescue this poor boy, imagine my shock and horror when it was actually Clay Aiken looking like he was doing his own celebrity impersonation. He looked like he was in drag folks!

Anyway after much thought I have decided the lyrics below would have been a much more apporopriate choice for the scene.

Miss K.d. Lang (Miss Chatelaine)

Just a vote just a vote
This is my biggest hope
I can't explain why I've become
Miss K.D. Lang

Just a call just a call
Dial those phones before I fall
I can't explain why I've become
Miss K.D. Lang

Every time you vote for me

Clouds of qualm
Burst into gay glee

Just a song just a song
I hope I can last that long
I can't explain why I've become
Miss K.D. Lang
Miss K.D. Lang

Snap!!!

Just a call just a call
Dial those phones before I fall
I can't explain why I've become
Miss K.D. Lang

Every time you vote for me
Clouds of qualm
Burst into gay glee

Just a vote just a vote
This is my biggest hope
I can't explain why I've become
Miss K.D. Lang

Miss K.D. Lang
Miss K.D. Lang
Miss K.D. Lang
Miss K.D. Lang

I know I am wrong but could not resist!

I am officially Jewish!

2006-05-05T09:16:00.000-07:00

Hello all! It has been ages since I have posted I know and I deeply apologize for that. This spring has been a very busy one for me. I moved jobs from the University Archives to the Psychology department and I have been in school. The other thing is I have been furiously studying and getting ready for my formal entry into the House of Israel as a Jewish man.

I need to give a bit of background here. I have been studying and learning and growing in my Jewishness for the last three years. As a child I was always curious about Judaism, from a holiday perspective. I wanted to know what all those extra holidays were on the calendar that no one I knew seemed to celebrate. Well in the third grade outside of Denver, Colorado I got a bit of an answer to my question. We were having an international themed christmas and my class drew Israel, so we learned a bit about Chanukah and we learned Havah Nagilah, and we learned to dance the Horah. Well I guess you could say that was my first Chanukah and that i was hooked. for years afterward my fascination was there but much like being gay I kept it to myself. Eventually it got to the point like being gay I could not stand it anymore. I was Jewish at heart and I needed to make that official and I needed to tell the world. So I contacted a Rabbi in Fayetteville, Arkansas where I was living at the time and thus my journey began.

I do not feel that my journey has ended though. Being Jewish is a life long journey that never ends. This has been a brief stop along my way of choosing a Jewish life and i want to share it with those of you out there who read my blog.

On April 29th 2006/1 Iyyar 5766 I went before the Beit Den, of Rabbi Eugene Levy, my dear friends Lynn Greenburg and Meg Marion and successfully answered their questions and became Jewish.

Below are some pictures from my special day.

Me on the Bimah with Rabbi Levy.

Me standing in front of the gorgeous Ark, at Temple B'nai Israel here in Little Rock.

Me hugging my friend Lynn after it was all over.

Me hugging Meg.

With my dear friends Jillian and Linda

Me with Meg and Lynn (my Jewish mother, everybody needs a Jewish mother)

Me with my parents who joined me for this wonderful occasion.

Me with my wonderful partner Michael

and below is Michael, Jillian, Myself, and Jillians Husband John.

This is a poem I read during my speech to my gathered guests. It is by Edmund Flegg.

I am a Jew because....

I am a Jew because the faith of Israel demands of me no abdication of the mind.

I am a Jew because the faith of Israel requires of my all the devotion of my heart.

I am a Jew because in every place where suffering weeps, the Jew weeps.

I am a Jew because the word of Israel is the oldest and the newest.

I am a Jew because the promise of Israel is the universal promise.

I am a Jew because for Israel, the world is not complete we are completing it.

I am a Jew because Israel places humanity and its unity above the nations and above Israel itself.

I am a Jew bacause, above the image of humanity, image of the divine Unity, Israel places the unity which is divine.

That's all for now folks, i am outtie for the moment. Just remember, trying to matter is much better than being good and doing well.

Shalom Y'all!

The Great Cranky One

Evil

2006-04-06T06:28:00.000-07:00

You Are 88% Evil

You're the most evil person you know.
The devil is even a little scared of you!

How Evil Are You?

Spring in Arkansas

2006-04-04T10:05:00.000-07:00

I love Spring. It is one of my favorite times of the year. it so wonderful to see everything getting nice and green again. The first two pictures below are of the Dogwood tree that is in my front yard. It is covered in little white blooms right now and I think it is just gorgeous.

Now the following pictures are of the Azaleas in my yard. The first and third pictures are of the large purple Azalea on the corner. It just really getting started with its blooms. The smaller bushes are covered in buds and have not opened yet other than a single flower. I will have more pictures as things bloom and I do a bit of spring maintenance on the yard.

Good lawd!!!!

2006-03-30T07:20:00.000-08:00

Well I know I have been absent for quite awhile and I hate that i really do. Unfortunatey I dont have a lot to report other than I have been very busy. I moved to a new job across campus and have been trying to get myself settled in. I have attched some pics of my new digs, I like them a lot. I have tried to make myself at home. I will try to post more often, talk to all of you soon!!!

Trying to matter!

2006-03-10T11:48:00.000-08:00

I'm just trying to matter!

The Great Cranky One

Welcome to my den where it is always 1977!

2006-02-20T08:37:00.000-08:00

Here we have various shots of what is really our den. I merely call it the 70's room. I have collected all my stuff over time and it goes great in this room. It is part of what drew me to this house when we looked at it. My furniture came from a antique store in Little Rock. An old lady had owned it as her formal furniture and has never been sat on. it still has its May 1977 manufacture tag on it. Enjoy!

Meet Joyce!

2006-02-15T08:34:00.000-08:00

Meet Joyce! She is my 1981 Camaro and was my very first car. I still have her, love her and will probably never part with her.

A few things you should know about Joyce, she is a lesbian and a gruff one at that. She is an outrageous older woman ( she takes great pride in this), Joyce asked god she is pro-choice, Joyce asks that you please not feed or tease the straight people while riding in her, Joyce was kicked out of the girl scouts for eating a brownie, and last but not least Joyce is female by birth, lesbian by Grace, and if you see Grace tell her Joyce says hi!

As you can see in the first two pictures below Joyce is in need of some "work", by work I mean cosmetic. she is waiting for an appointment with with a very exclusive doctor to do a face lift on her. There are two extra pictures of what her face will look like after her lift is performed. This is what her original color should look like. Be sure and check out her new shoes (wheels) she is very proud of them and cannot wait for her face lift to make them just glow!

What the after shots of the facelift will resemble!

So I got tagged.....:-)

2006-02-14T11:23:00.000-08:00

Four jobs I've had:
1. Delivery driver for DHL.
2. Course Reserve Supervisor at the University of Arkansas Fayetteville.
3. Assistant in Archives at the University of Arkansas Little Rock.
4. Abercrombie & Fitch Brand Rep (store worker, yep they let my flabby ass work there)

Four movies I can watch over and over:
1. Steel Magnolias (Duh I am GAY!)
2. Santa Claus the Movie (The 80’s one with Dudley Moore and John Lithgow)
3. Auntie Mame (Rosalind Russell is so amazing in this movie.)
4. Willow (The look on Bavmorda’s face when the baby disappears is always better than the queen who just knew it was her year to win Miss Gay America and she is dead last.)

Four places I've lived:
1. Florence, Colorado (The federal Supermax is here, the Unabomber is housed here)
2. Borger, Texas (The EXACT middle of the panhandle)
3. Ozark, Arkansas (My hometown)
4. Fayetteville, Arkansas (My adopted hometown)

Four shows I love:
1. Scarecrow and Mrs. King
2. V – you know the lizards one from the 80’s.
3. Medium
4. Any of the Star Trek series.

Four highly-touted TV shows I detest:
1. The Apprentice
2. Survivor
3. Lost.
4. American Idol

Four books I'd recommend to anyone, anytime:
1. Anything by Joan Hess. (Claire Malloy is so damn funny)

2. Anything my Ellen Hart (Jane Lawless series just rocks!!!)

3. Anything Mary Daheim (Lets face it Emma Lord is so well written)

4. The Shopaholic Series by Sophie Kinsella (Some of the most hysterical laugh out loud reads I have ever seen.)

Four places I have vacationed:
1. Orlando, Florida
2. New London, Connecticut
3. Washington, D.C.
4. Northampton, Massachusetts

Four of my favorite dishes:
1. Beef Chimi at Cancun ( Restaurant where I live)
2. My from scratch Chicken Alfredo
3. Fried Chicken
4. Chicken Fried Rice – Chicken Helper (Its REALLY good)

Four sites I visit daily:
1. www.gmail.com
2. The New York Times
3. Jerusalem Post
4. abcnews.com

Four places I would rather be right now:
1. Dallas, Texas (only been there once but just loved it)
2. Fayetteville, Arkansas ( *sniff* I miss Fayetteville)
3. London, England
4. Israel

Tagging:
1. Mr. Brian
2. Scandinavian Nova
3. Scotty at TOSOS
4. Persian Guy

An Open Letter to Subway.

2006-02-02T11:14:00.000-08:00

I am encouraging anyone who reads my blog or stops by here to please read this open letter and to paste it or version of it into their own blog. The topic of the letter can be found in the article inserted below the letter. Thanks to anyone who does this!

"I am deeply concerned about a recent story regarding the termination of a store manager in Nevada by the store owner after that owner found out the manager is HIV+.

Though I realize it is up to each franchisee to establish policies regarding employee performance, attendance, and other matters, it is up to the parent company to make sure franchisees do not create such policies when they are contrary to federal, state and local laws. It is also the responsibility of the parent company to see to it that the employees of its franchisees are not treated with discrimination, indignity and outright violations of their inalienable rights.

The manager who was fired for being HIV+--and, considering he was so well-regarded for his performance as a store manager, we can only believe that his HIV status was the factor on which the decision to fire him was based--was terminated as a result of discrimination, and it is, indeed, a violation of the Americans With Disabilities Act.

I will look for your statements to the press condemning the actions of the franchisee who committed this crime, and I expect to hear that sanctions have been brought against her, as well as the insistence that the victim of this ordeal either be reinstated as the store's manager or duly compensated for the trouble he has faced as a result of his termination.

If you refuse to do the right thing in this case, I will never again spend my money at any of your company's businesses, and I will encourage everyone I can reach to do the same. I know the gay community, as well as people within the HIV/AIDS community, will feel betrayed and disappointed by your company if the offending franchisee isn't brought to bear for her misdeeds."

Here is the article:

Restaurant Chain Sued After HIV+ Man Fired
by 365Gay.com Newscenter Staff

(Las Vegas, Nevada) A Subway restaurant manager who says he was fired one day after the company learned he is HIV+ filed a federal lawsuit on Thursday.

The suit alleges that Robert Hickman was fired in violation of the People with Disabilities Act.

"My HIV status in no way interfered with my ability to perform my job," Hickman said.

"The one thing that should have mattered at all to my employer - my job performance - didn't even seem to enter into their minds when they fired me because all they cared about was that I have HIV."

Hickman is represented by Lambda Legal.

The suit says that Hickman was hired by Donna Curry in November 2004. Curry is the owner of Donna Curry Investments which owns a large number of Subway chain restaurants in Nevada. Curry also is a franchise developer for the restaurant chain's national corporate entity, Doctor's Associates, headquartered in Fort Lauderdale, FL.

Henderson was employed as a manager at a Subway restaurant in Henderson Nevada where, according to court documents he quickly earned a merit increase in his salary.

In December, he was reassigned to manage a store in Las Vegas.

After assuming his new role, the suit says that sales at the store reached record levels.

Despite what the suit calls praise and recognition of Hickman's good work he was suddenly terminated on February 4, 2005, one day after Curry learned that he has HIV.

Later that month, Hickman moved back home to Indiana to be close to his family.

"Not only is it not good business to fire an employee who was rewarded for high achievement just because that employee has HIV, it is also against the law," said Jen Sinton, staff attorney at Lambda Legal and lead attorney on the case.

"Terminating Bob Hickman because he has HIV flies in the face of established law and basic science that shows that HIV did not affect our client's ability to do his job."

The suit is the latest in a number of similar cases fought by Lambda. The most famous was that of gymnast Matthew Cusick who sued Cirque du Soleil after he was fired when the company learned he was HIV+. The company later settled for $600,000. (story)

The Old Generation

2006-01-17T11:27:00.000-08:00

This may seem like an out there topic but do you ever think about people in your communities that know things and have a wealth of information about your community and the days gone by?

Well I do. I guess because I am such a history buff these kinds of people are important. They are important in all cultures and sub-cultures. What has set me on this particular topic is that I have noticed in the gay community in particular no one in the younger generations seems to care about the older generations or what they did. The older generations blazed a trail for us today. When I think about how much things have changed just in the last 10 years since I used the wood from the closet as kindling for my flame so that instead of just a pilot light I could let my flame shine bright, it just blows my mind! I am not saying I am a flamer, but I am not ashamed, and I dont have to be afraid like so many of the older generation did. Without them where would we be today?

An example I have of this within the gay community are the 3 days older than god himself, queens. Have any of you ever stopped to realize it was the drag queens who started Stonewall? Without the queens of yesterday where would we be? So many of these girls have left us and so many of them are still around, but I dont think anyone really cares about the knowledge they have of the old days. It is sad really.

An example I have of this is a queen from Texas named Rachael Gardner. She put a wonderful post about the history of drag pageants in Texas on a site I read regularly. I am going to include it here and I want those of you who read me to read it not because you like drag, hate drag or whatever but just as a glimpse of what one person has accumlated knowledge wise over the years. I think it is something we all should try to learn more about in our communities, not drag per say but the history of our communities. The people who helped make our various communities what they are today. that said here is her article and her response to a comment made about her initial post.

"I think it's also important to remember that just because the pageant is up for sale doesn't mean that it won't be held. Miss Gay Dallas is one of the oldest pageants in the MGT system - if not the oldest - and I sincerely doubt that it will be allowed to fall by the wayside. Similarly, Miss Gay Metroplex has been around for years and, though there have been years that it hasn't been held, it always manages to resurface.

In addition, pageants are a cyclical business, to say the very least. For years, one of the bar owners in Waco used to have a contest practically every month because he loved drag and he loved being the top promoter in the state. He held Miss Central Texas, Miss Waco, Miss Mid-Central Southern Southwest Coast of the Gulf State of the Republic of Texas Entertainer of the Year Spectacular - you name it, he held it. One year, he had sixteen girls at MGT! Now, I'm not even sure there is a Miss Waco contest - or that Miss MSSCGSRTEYS thing, either.

Likewise, Miss Gay South - which started out in the '70's as Miss May Day of the South (won by Naomi Sims, who also won Miss Gay South in 1982) - has been consistently held for years at a time - and represented by Whitney Paige, Lindsy Love, Pauletta Leigh and Nakoma Shaye among others - and then disappears for a spell; same with Miss Gay Southwest, which was first won by Tasha Kohl - and includes Jerry Harper, Perry Sylvana, Whitney Paige (again!) Dyan Michaels and Trella Thomas as former titleholders. It was held consistently for years, then just fell off the map for a while.

Finally, part of the cycle has to do with the national contests. The fortunes of all of the pageant systems rise and fall, with less-than-stellar contestants winning the crown some years, spectacular ones capturing the titles other years. And, as goes the national contest, so go the preliminaries for a few years afterwards. The number of regionals and state preliminaries in any given system is directly proportional to the queen that wears the crown. Sometimes, even a bad title-holder can create a burst of preliminaries, simply because people figure if someone that awful can win than anyone can.

And face it...when, at any other time, have there been so many national contests for the girls to compete in? Continental, America, USofA, EOY, National Icon, Black America and Black National and Black Universe and Gay United States, to name a few. And virtually all of them have Elite and Plus or at-Large contests as well. That's almost 30 national contests to enter, when just a decade ago there were, at most, four or five. Of course there's going to be a diluting of contests at the local level. It's the law of supply and demand, and no matter how many contests there are there is a finite number of contestants to enter them.

All this to say that, as Ms. Matryx so eloquently put it, "MGTA is a legendary prelim in a legendary system that will survive these promoters leaving." And who knows...maybe this year, for the first time ever, a reigning Miss Gay San Antonio will win the state contest!

Isn't that right, Beth?"

Beth, you and Ms. Matryx are such dolls...Needless to say, I enjoy reading your posts, as well....

As for the fountain of knowledge....I think anything that I have to offer, vis-a-vis tales and such, I can do simply because I'm older than dirt...at least as far as the gay community is concerned. I have been blessed, however, with the friendship of some extraordinary people - many of whom, regrettably have passed on. The stories I share are, quite honestly, part of the promise that I made to Naomi 13 years ago when before she died.

"As long as one of you remembers me every day, I will never die...."

I have to agree with her on this last part. As long as people and things are remembered they will never die. Unfortunatly I am afraid a lot of our history has died because so many younger people in our communities haven't taken the time to listen and to remember. Think about if you would want to be remembered or not, then ask yourself why you dont know more about the folks that came before you.

*note* Naomi Sims was a former Miss Gay Texas, Miss Gay America, and Miss Gay US of A Emeritus. Known as the "eyes of Texas" I think the world lost a lot when she passed on. I say passed on and not died becuase she is still alive in those of us who know a bit about her story and continue to share it. Though I never met her I feel like I know something of how wonderful she was when I hear the old queens talk about how great she was and how much they miss her. Even though it was someone else's promise I feel like I am carrying it on not just with Naomi, but with all of my knowledge I try to share about the old girls I know or those I wish I had known.

-The Great Cranky One

Brokeback Mountain, Mormons, Neo-Nazi's, Idaho and other CLINICAL IGNUNCE!

2006-01-11T07:38:00.000-08:00

So I am going to see Brokeback Mountain this weekend I am very excited! It is finally coming to the very RED state of Arkansas and that makes me proud. Why does that make me proud you ask?

LET ME TELL YA!

There are places in this nice free? country of ours that are refusing to show it. There are some theaters in Utah and apparently the state of West Virginia has even talked of banning it all together! WTF?????????????? Even Heath Ledger has spoken of it being hilarious yet very immature of a society such as the US. I agree, I mean lets get real we dog others for their media controls yet we have this sort of behavior in our country. Typically this is done in the name of religion, which blows my mind, last time I looked the constitution doesn't establish us as a religious nation. Only a nation where religion is free but so is everything else including the media.

Speaking of religion, has anyone out there ever hought about how many Mormons there are in Idaho? The other group there seems to be a lot of in Idaho are neo-nazi's and white supremacists. WTF????? this was just something that came to mind the other day, I mean really remember Ruby Ridge? Religious fanatics, white supremacists, and they hated the government. Is there something in the water up there???

Anywho, enough of my soapbox for today!

The Great Cranky One

Happy Chanukah!

2005-12-28T16:12:00.000-08:00

Blessed are you, Adonai, Ruler of the Universe, who has sanctified us by Your laws and commanded us to kindle the Chanukah Lights.

Blessed are you, Adonai, Ruler of the Universe, who inspired the heroic deeds of our fore-fathers in times past at this season.

The Temple where I attend services here sends out a wonderful little Chanukah Home Service every year and it highlights something for each night. The theme for tonight the fourth night of this wonderful festival is Tikva (hope).

Here is to all of you out there in Blogger Land. I wish every one of you good health and blessings during this wonderful time of the year. May all of you have a wonderful upcoming new year that is filled with hope and happiness.

Mr & Mrs. Cranky One

2005-12-20T16:39:00.000-08:00

Just a shot of The Great Cranky One and his husband.

My First Wireless Post!

2005-12-19T18:21:00.000-08:00

Hello all!!!

I hope this finds everyone doing well. I have spent the day cleaning, shopping and wrapping presents. The holidays are well on their way around my house.

Everything is taking shape. We are having a holiday party for our friends here this thursday. I am looking forward to it. All three of the trees are up and decorated. All of the Chanukah decorations are out and ready for the festival of lights too.

As I write this I am sitting on my couch enjoying being able to do this wireless for the fist time. My hubby and my drag sister went together and got me a laptop for Christmas/Chanukah this year and I already have it. I am very excited.

I will try to either tomorrow or the next day take pics of the third tree and the other bits of festiveness to post on here.

I will talk to everyone soon!!!!!

-The Great Cranky One

My First Meme!!!

2005-12-16T08:33:00.000-08:00

Ok so I have been tagged by Camilla, here we go!!!!

Okay, first I have to put the first one out of the list and add my own name at the bottom.

1.Michael
2.Sumeeta
3.Francessca
4. PissedOfPencil
5. Great Cranky One

What were you doing 10 years ago?

Oh lord I was finishing up a whirlwind first semester at the University of Arkansas in Fayetteville. Right around this date I was in Atlanta for the SEC Championship against Florida and about to be in Florida right after Christmas for the Carquest Bowl Against North Carolina. I had also just come out of the closet that fall. Those were some crazy times!

What were you doing one year ago?

One year ago I was working near my house in a job I hated. I was getting ready to quit and go back to school full-time, little did I know I would get my job here at the University.

Five Snacks that you enjoy?
1. Ranch Lays Potato Chips
2.Fresh tomatoes with lots of salt.
3.Chocolate anything
4.saltine crackers with miracle whip on them
5.Milk with saltine crackers crushed up in it.

Five songs you know all the lyrics to?

Just for you Camilla, all songs bt Swedish Groups

1. Fading Like A Flower - Roxette
2.It Must have been Love - Roxette
3.Salvation- Roxette
4.Juni Juli Augusti – Gyllene Tyder
5.Listen to your heart – Roxette

Five things you'd do if you were a millionaire?

1.Pay off our house.
2.Pay off all my debts
3.Buy another home somewhere abroad.
4.Travel around the world
5.Pursue being Miss Gay America.

Five Bad Habits

1.I eat way to much salt.
2.Watch to much TV
3.Drive way to fast
4.Drink Moutain Dew like it is water
5.I used to bite my nails but I stopped. WOOHOO

Five Things You Like Doing?

1.Read
2.Write
3.having long and intense discussions
4.Have sex
5.Driving really fast.

Five things you would never wear again?

1.My size 11 Fredrico Leoni pumps, they are just to small, and 4” high in to small a size kills you.
2.The tragic dress I did my first drag show in.
3.32 inch waist jeans
4.My purple suede drag coat… I lost it.
5.Bikini briefs.

Five Favorite Toys?

I am so with Camilla on this. I love toys!

1.GI Joes.
2.Voltron
3.Star wars toys from the 70’s

4.Care Bears
5.Strawberry Shortcake

Ok now I have to tag five folks!

I don’t care if you have been tagged already or not.

Brettcajun
Ethan at Brat Boy, why not?
Scotty, Other side of straight
Persian guy
Ari – Diaspora South

Miss Connie Lingas in the Flesh Honey!!!

2005-12-14T16:35:00.000-08:00

This is my sister Miss Connie Lingas! She was my guest blogger while I was in Florida.

This is what she says about herself in this picture.

"Honey, I lookededed fierce!"

This is her Miss Shirley Q. Liquor hat and pose.

Ahh the Holiday's! Part II

2005-12-12T11:22:00.000-08:00

This is the second tree in my 70's room.
As you can see from the paneling it is deserving of it's name. I will try to get some pics this weekend that show my 70's furniture as well.

Here we are with the overhead lights off. This tree is more traditional and I also call it my granny tree. Because it feels like the kind of tree my granny had when i was little. Lots of ornaments collected over the years. a large portion of the ornaments on this tree are from my husband's childhood. His mom have them to us last year.

I will have more pics after this weekend when I am done with my third tree right inside my front door in our foyer. I will also take pics of all my Chanukah decorations
as well.

Happy Holiday's everyone. Just the rest of this week and I am off for two weeks! WOOHOO! I love working for a state university! I am also all done with school for the semester! YAY!!!

see ya later!

The Great Cranky One

Ahhh the holidays!

2005-12-08T09:39:00.000-08:00

This is one of the Christmas trees in my house. We have another one that has been put up and will probably have a third. Add to this the fact that I have been decorating for Chanukah as well and it is very festive around our place. I am going to be taking pictures of everything this weekend and will get them posted.

Has anyone seen me?I don't know if I am coming or going!

2005-12-07T07:56:00.000-08:00

hey all out there in blogger land! I feel like I have abandoned you and I apologize. I am in the home stretch of the fall semester and will be done after this weekend.

I also saw Dolly Parton in concert last night she was sooo wonderful. I will write all about it later i dont have enough time right now.

My 29th birthday is also December the 12th. I cannot believe I am almost 30!!!

I will leave you today with the lrics to a song I just love.

Oh how the years go by! By Vanessa Williams

In our time of trouble
We only had ourselves
Nobody else
No one was there to save us
We had to save ourselves

And when the storms came through
They found me and you
Back together
And when the sun would shine
It was yours and mine
Yours and mine forever

Chorus:
Oh how the years go by
Oh how the love brings tears to my eyes
All through the changes, the soul never dies
We fight, we laugh, we cry
As the years go by

There were times we stumbled
They thought they had us down
We came around
How we rolled and rambled
We got lost and we got found
Now we’re back on solid ground

We took everything
All our times would bring
In this world of danger
’cause when your heart is strong
You know you’re not alone
In this world of strangers

Chorus

If we lose our way
Any night or day
Well, we’ll always be
I’m there for you
And I know you’re there for me

As the years go by
You know you’re not alone
In this world of strangers

Chorus 2x

See ya soon!

-Tim
aka the Great Cranky One
aka Drag Extrodinaire Sasha Harrison
aka The Jew Mama

Just call me Cybil :-)

Guest Blogger With A Message: Jesus Christ, There She Goes Again!

2005-11-24T17:41:00.000-08:00

Well, Sasha's pussy has run off again, having had more than her fill of Florida's many attractions. She was last seen flying down I-4 in Orlando in her blood-red Ford Clitoris, moving at such speed that you'd swear she was bound and determined to show the folks at Walt Disney World and Universal Studios how real thrill rides should be built.

After briefly losing control of her trusty steed, shooting across a median, and down an embankment to land on another highway running some other direction (without her martini that, in a moment of being startled, she tossed out the window), Sasha's pussy hasn't been seen since. Some poor hitchhiker was teased with the promise of a free drink, but by the time he caught the glass, the contents had sloshed out onto the windshield of a J.B. Hunt semi-truck which, ironically, was hauling liquor to resupply the bars of central Florida in light of Sasha's visit. Oh well. At least the hitchhiker has a nice, shiny new Waterford martini glass to use in bartering a ride to wherever he's going. He can put away his kneepads and Chapstick for one more leg of his journey.

So now, Sasha's pussy is out there tearing up the roads and blazing her way through broken hearts and wrecked homes as she meanders her way back to Little Rock. If you've seen her in your town, please tell her to leave that poor woman's husband alone and get her wayward butt back home, because Sasha will be flying in from Orlando on Saturday, and woe betide the folks of central Arkansas if she doesn't have her pussy back before she leaves the airport. There will be such noise from her screaming as to make the engines of the 747's tremble in fear. And, considering it will be the weekend ending peoples' Thanksgiving travel, the fewer delayed flights, the better.

Until Sasha's return, you all have a great Thanksgiving, and check back soon to hear tales of her travels...well...as good as abroad. She did, after all, visit the Deep South.

Guest Blogger
Connie Lingas - Sasha's roommate who stayed behind to tend to her menagerie in her absence

Fraternity Picture

2005-11-18T08:05:00.000-08:00

Here we all are. As you can see we are ecclectic group of folks but we have a good time together. I'm on the far right in the blue shirt and ballcap helping hold the banner. Fiona, Noel's guide dog is hiding her head but she is a lovely lady.

Fraternity Initiations, school projects, new children and upcoming vacations, these are a few of my favorite things!

2005-11-18T08:00:00.000-08:00

Oh lord it seems like it has been ages since I posted. I am sure most people thought I had disappeared.

(In my best Celi Blue voice from the Color Purple) " I may be late, I maybe be ignunt, I may even be ugly! But I'm here!" ok now that I am done doing plays on movie lines its on to what has been going on.

Hrmm where to begin, well i have been engaged in a lot of e-mails and phone calls back and forth with my second ex-husband. he lives in seattle with his other half of nearly 6 years and it has been nice catching up. I think my husband and i will be jetting off to seattle to visit this next year. time does heal old wounds and it is very liberating to let go of bitterness.

It was next off to one of my favorite places in the world. Fayetteville, Arkansas. The home of the Arkansas Razorbacks! This is where i started college and also where I came out of the closet and have had a lot of meaningful things happen in my life. It was the fall initiation for my Fraternity Alpha Chi Sigma. AXE is a co-ed professional organization for Chemists. Now I am not a Chemist, but I was once on the road to being one and then changed my mind. But I had become a member of this wonderful group and membership is for life. I had a great time catching up with the folks and participating. I will attach a picture of the group of us.

Next it was back to my friend's place where I was staying. he has this sweet little friend i will designate as the new child. The NC is a sweet little guy of about 20 who we think is gay but is having a lot fo issues with himself. he works for my friend and needs someone to talk to. Well he took to me like a baby to a mothers nipple and here we are. lord the jew mama has aquired another child. i told my husband to sew my vagina shut after the last one but he didn't listen. Well the NC has been e-mailing me asking me all sorts of questions hopefully I can set him on the path to happiness. in case I had never mentioned it, one of my children designated me his jew mama one day and it has just stuck.

School has been nuts I am ready for it to be over. i have had to do a lot of group related stuff for a communication class and I am over it. the working out of schedules is on my last gay nerve. that is not a good place to be oh well almost done thank god!! next semester it is Linguistic Anthropology and Women in a changing society, two upper level anthro classes. I am getting ever so close to having my undergrad in anthro I cannot wait.

Now then onto vacation. The great cranky one is heading off to sunny florida for a week of fun at Disney and Universal. This is my first time there so I am excited. i leave tomorrow and will be back next saturday! i will miss everyone who reads me and will miss reading all my favorite folks. i will see you soon.

-Tim
-Sasha Harrison
-The Great Cranky One
-The Jew Mama

am i sure my name is not Cybil with all these personalities?

and still

2005-11-02T13:43:00.000-08:00

How many of you know the song "and still" by Reba McEntire? Anyway I have had one of the verses in my head today. I put the verse that I have had stuck in my head in bold.

And Still.

Thousands of people live in this town
And I had to run into him
When I saw him there on that busy street
Those feelings came back again
There was nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
He walked up to me, looked in my eyes

Chorus:
And still
The world stood still
I couldn't move
And all I could feel
Was this aching in my heart
Saying I loved him still

He said how've you been
It's great to see you again
You're really a sight for sore eyes
I said, I can't complain
I'm doing fine
We talked as the people rushed by
We laughed about old times and all we went through
That's when he hugged me and said I've missed you

That's when she walked up to him
He said, this is my wife
I gave my best smile
But I was dying inside
He said we gotta go now
It's getting late
It was so good to see you
Then they walked away

ok so it moot.

2005-11-02T09:18:00.000-08:00

Well before i wrote my post yesterday I had already left a message.

Well...... got a call back today. We had a very pleasant conversation of about 15 minutes or so, exchanged e-mails and such.

It was not what I was expecting. I had worried about a rush of emotion that might cloud my current judgement, I was wrong. Time does heal old wounds, I am not bitter like I once was, it was genuinely nice to hear how he was doing and to know that he is happy to know I am well and good.

Anyway it is now moot, but thanks to those who had responded.

-The Great Cranky One

thoughts and opinions please!

2005-11-01T09:48:00.000-08:00

Ok so I am wanting thoughts and opinions.

I have an ex that i was with for about 1.5 years and I really miss them. Just as friends miss them, we have lost touch and I have undergone a big campaign to track them down. I have a number now, was it bad of me to want to find him since I am happily married to my current husband?

your thoughts please.

-T

Miss Gay America 2006...Nicole Dubois

2005-10-27T12:17:00.000-07:00

Miss Gay America 2006
Nicole Dubois
with
Miss Gay America 2005
Raquel Chevallier

Invidual contestants at Miss Gay America 2006

2005-10-27T11:57:00.000-07:00

Victoria DePaula in solo talent doing the Siamese Cat song from Lady and the Tramp for solo talent.

Miss Gay Missouri Sasha Nicole in solo talent.

Aspen Tyler of Dallas being very fishy in evening gown.

My drag daughter, Taylor Madison Monroe in Talent competition. this was her first year at MGA, she qualified to go as 1st Alt to Miss Gay Arkansas on her first attempt. I am a proud drag momma!

Taylor in gown.

The stunning Miss Northwest and former Miss Gay Texas Alyssa Edwards, this girl is amazing!!!

Andora TeTe of Washington D.C. doing Cher in talent competition.

Some groups of contestants from Miss Gay America 2006

2005-10-27T07:53:00.000-07:00

Raquel Chevallier Miss Gay America 2006

2005-10-27T07:08:00.000-07:00

Just a couple pics of Raquel in her last days as MGA 2006.

Former Miss Gay Americas at the 2006 Competition

2005-10-27T06:38:00.000-07:00

Sabrina White Miss Gay America 2002

Shawn Luis Miss Gay America 1975

Rachael Erikks Miss Gay America 2004

Catia Lee Love Miss Gay America 2000

Hot Chocolate Miss Gay America 1980 (she has her own Vegas show now as Tina)

Patti La Plae Safe Miss Gay America 1995

My $3,000.00 Gown

2005-10-20T09:45:00.000-07:00

These are all pics from a pageant i hosted at the University Of Arkansas a few years ago.

Boyish or Girlish?

2005-10-18T07:51:00.000-07:00

You Are 70% Boyish and 30% Girlish

You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch.
Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes.
You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them.
You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.

How Boyish or Girlish Are You?

This really amused considering the big ole girl I can be.

Rosh Hashanah, "FEELING" Jewish, and other ramblings on...

2005-10-06T14:21:00.000-07:00

First off I want to say L'Shanah Tova to everyone out there in blog land!

This has been a very interesting week for me. I attended my first Erev Rosh Hashanah dinner at my Hebrew teacher's house and I had such a wonderful time. The last couple of years this holiday has not really hit me like it did this year. It is like I finally get it and also that I fit in. You see being Jewish by yourself is a very lonesome affair. There is a sense of community, of family if you will that goes a long with being Jewish and not being around other Jews during any of the holidays of the Jewish calendar just sort of takes the meaning away for me.

I was so honored when I got my invitation to this little soiree. Since I moved here I haven't been standoffish with the community but I had not made an overwhelming effort to be a part of it. I feared that I would not be as accepted as I would like. I could not have been more wrong. It has now been a year of Hebrew classes, attending services, basic Judaism classes, getting to know Rabbi, but also getting to know some of the people that are a part of this community.

The dinner experience was just fantastic! I met some really great new people but I also was with my partner and some of the people I have come to know over the last year or so. Was overall a great moment, you see this is one of moments of really feeling Jewish. I understood the meaning and signifigance of this observance but I also felt as if this was somethng that had been missing my entire life. This was not the first time I have felt Jewish, I have felt it many times and I will list quite a few of them in a "you know you're Jewish when" list. The one besides this that really stands out to me besides this dinner was the first time I felt enveloped by the Shema. For any of you reading this that do not know what the Shema is, it is the watchword of the Jewish faith. It goes like this, "Shema yisrael, adonai eloheynu, adonai echad!" It means "Hear (or listen) Israel, the Lord is your God, your god is one" that is a very rough translation but you get the point. when I say enveloped by it though I mean I get chills and as I read on another blog it is very much like a spiritual high. I feel very at ease after saying the Shema, it comforts me.

Now then I wanted to add a little "You really know you're Jewish when" list. Here it is:

1. When putting on a Kippah no longer seems awkward for you.
2. When jokes about Jews REALLY offend you.
3. When you walk around humming the Shema to yourself all day.
4. Your language becomes peppered with Yiddish or Hebrew words.
5. You can actually follow the flow of the Hebrew as the Rabbi reads it with your finger.
6. You walk into a Temple and you feel at home.
7. You kindle the lights on Chanukah and you feel awed by the beauty of the light cutting through the darkness.
8. You buy your first Kippah
9. You worry for Israel.
10. You learn the Aleph Bet.
11. You learn the cycle that the Holidays occur in over the year.
12. You roommate asks you what you keep humming and it is something from the liturgy.
13. When you smile when they say they asked because the tune itself sounded beautiful.
14. The first time you have a sense of what loss means when you say the Mourner's Kaddish.
15. When you feel overwhelmed with emotion during the liturgy because you feel so whole being there.

I could go on and on I am sure, but that is a good start.

-Tim

A meme from Mr. Brian.

2005-10-05T08:20:00.000-07:00

Go here. Type the year you graduated from High School in the search box. Click the link for the top 100 songs of that year. Copy and paste the list to your blog.

Strike through those you hated; Bold the ones you liked; Underline the ones you loved. I am going to put mine in italics for the ones I hated, bold the ones i like and bold and change font size for the ones I loved. I dunno how to strike. if you know how to do this feel free to do it on your own page. Enjoy!!!

1. Gangsta's Paradise, Coolio
2. Waterfalls, TLC
3. Creep, TLC
4. Kiss From A Rose, Seal
5. On Bended Knee, Boyz II Men
6. Another Night, Real McCoy
7. Fantasy, Mariah Carey
8. Take A Bow, Madonna
9. Don't Take It Personal (Just One Of Dem Days), Monica
10. This Is How We Do It, Montell Jordan
11. I Know, Dionne Farris
12. Water Runs Dry, Boyz II Men
13. Freak Like Me, Adina Howard
14. Run-Around, Blues Traveler
15. I Can Love You Like That, All-4-One
16. Have You Ever Really Loved A Woman?, Bryan Adams
17. Always, Bon Jovi
18. Boombastic / In The Summertime, Shaggy
19. Total Eclipse Of The Heart, Nicki French
20. You Gotta Be, Des'ree
21. You Are Not Alone, Michael Jackson
22. Hold My Hand, Hootie and The Blowfish
23. One More Chance-Stay With Me, Notorious B.I.G.
24. Here Comes The Hotstepper, Ini Kamoze
25. Candy Rain, Soul For Real
26. Let Her, w Hootie and The Blowfish
27. I Believe, Blessid Union Of Souls
28. Red Light Special, TLC
29. Runaway, Janet Jackson
30. Strong Enough, Sheryl Crow
31. Colors Of The Wind, Vanessa Williams
32. Someone To Love, Jon B.
33. Only Wanna Be With You, Hootie and The Blowfish
34. If You Love Me, Brownstone
35. In The House Of Stone And Light, Martin Page
36. I Got 5 On It, Luniz
37. Baby, Brandy
38. Run Away, Real McCoy
39. As I Lay Me Down, Sophie B. Hawkins
40. He's Mine, Mokenstef
41. December, Collective Soul
42. I'll Be There For You-You're All I Need To Get By, Method Man-Mary J. Blige
43. Shy Guy, Diana King
44. I'm The Only One, Melissa Etheridge
45. Every Little Thing I Do, Soul For Real
46. Before I Let You Go, BLACKstreet
47. Big Poppa / Warning, Notorious B.I.G.
48. Sukiyaki, 4 P.M.
49. I Wanna Be Down, Brandy
50. I'll Make Love To You, Boyz II Men
51. Dear Mama / Old School, 2Pac
52. Hold On, Jamie Walters
53. Keep Their Heads Ringin', Dr. Dre
54. The Rhythm Of The Night, Corona
55. Roll To Me, Del Amitri
56. Scream / Childhood, Michael Jackson and Janet Jackson
57. Freek'n You, Jodeci
58. I Wish, Skee-lo
59. Believe, Elton John
60. Carnival, Natalie Merchant
61. You Don't Know How It Feels, Tom Petty
62. Back For Good, Take That
63. Tootsee Roll, 69 Boyz
64. You Want This-70's Love Groove, Janet Jackson
65. Tell Me, Groove Theory
66. Can't You See, Total
67. All I Wanna Do, Sheryl Crow
68. This Lil' Game We Play, Subway
69. Come And Get Your Love, Real McCoy
70. This Ain't A Love Song, Bon Jovi
71. Secret, Madonna
72. Player's Anthem, Junior M.A.F.I.A.
73. Feel Me Flow, Naughty By Nature
74. Every Day Of The Week, Jade
75. The Sweetest Days, Vanessa Williams
76. Short Dick Man, 20 Fingers Featuring Gillette
77. Brokenhearted, Brandy
78. No More "I Love You's", Annie Lennox
79. You Used To Love Me, Faith Evans
80. Constantly, Immature
81. Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me, U2
82. 100% Pure Love, Crystal Waters
83. Ask Of You, Raphael Saadiq
84. Sugar Hill, Az
85. Good, Better Than Ezra
86. Brown Sugar, D'angelo
87. Turn The Beat Around, Gloria Estefan
88. 'Til You Do Me Right, After 7
89. 1st Of Tha Month, Bone Thugs-N-Harmony
90. Like The Way I Do If I Wanted To, Melissa Etheridge
91. I Live My Life For You, Firehouse
92. Dream About You-Funky Melody, Stevie B
93. Cotton Eye Joe, Rednex
94. Thank You, Boyz II Men
95. I'll Stand By You, Pretenders
96. I Miss You, N II U
97. Give It 2 You, Da Brat
98. Best Friend, Brandy
99. Misery, Soul Asylum
100. Can't Stop Lovin' You, Van Halen

Hauntings

2005-09-29T14:45:00.000-07:00

I love a good haunting story. I really do I cannot help myself where these sort of things are concerned. I do not like to be totally terrified though. I just like to sit on the edge of my seat, maybe become a bit uneasy about what i am reading or hearing but that is about it.

I found a new blog yesterday that I really like. It is called Diaspora South and it is written by a fascinating gentleman named Ari. One of the somewhat ongoing topics in his blog is the existance of presences within his home.

I do not know how many of you have ever experienced this sort of thing but it can often times be very creepy.

Over the years of my short life I have experienced this sort of thing either in places that I have lived or in homes of people I know.

One of the more recent examples of it was a house I lived in with some roommates shortly after my freshman year at the University of Arkansas in Fayetteville. It was a rather old house near the campus. I am not sure of its exact construction date but it was sometime in the early 1920's. There were a couple of "ghosts" if you will that lived in this particular house. The primary lease holder was a lady named Cindy, she claimed to be a medium and that we were all safe. According to her one of the "guests" was an old woman who had lived in the house when it was first built. Her name was Hazel and she had been unable to leave her beloved home behind. Hazel was harmless except that she liked to open doors and you might awaken to the front door being wide open on a hot morning. You could be sitting on the couch watching the tele and the deadbolt would turn and the front door would open. There would be absolutly no one there. We would just say hello Hazel and close the door.

The other guest in the house was a small boy who had lived in the house sometime later but I am not sure when. According to Cindy he had been hit by a car one day and killed instantly. He stayed in the front bedroom bothered no one except that the room was always cold. In the middle of summer with no a/c in the house you would get chills being in that room.

As a small child I was always terrified of such goings on. I grew up in a small town in Colorado called Florence. The entire area had once been a booming oil and mining area. There were several towns that had almost died out but there was also a town called Chandler that no longer existed. There was nothing but foundations left of it and my god it was creepy. Considering that people once came there trying to find their fortune it brought with its fair share of crazy people.

The local historic hotel is horribly haunted. Many murders happened there in the late 19th and early 20th centuries and to this day I believe unwell spirits wander its halls. When I was a child there were all sorts of strange shadows that would appear on walls. Such as the outline of someone sitting in a rocker and the shadow moved. But there was no rocker in the room. There was a rather large old vistorian house that sat right next to it. It was a gorgeous old house. Rumor had it it was haunted by the ghost of a man and his daughter. He had raped and killed his daughter you see then he hung himself out the upstairs bedroom window.

One of the creepiest houses was the house my paternal grandparents lived in. It was a rather old house built around the turn of the 20th century. I don't know the story of the man who originally lived in the house but he hung himself in the grand old oak tree in the front yard. My grandmother said he had been a very disturbed man. I remember from the moment they moved in I never felt right in that house. As Ari has stated in his blog it often times felt like there was someone watching you, with in difference but watching you none the less. I also awoke many a night in that house ready to come out of my skin because I felt I was being watched and that what was watching me had no desire for anyone to be in that house.

Perhaps the strangest one I know about is the house my Uncle Phillip was paid to tear down. For years people had always felt very put off by the house some people had bought the house after the little old lady that lived there died. They wanted it torn down because they planned to build new. When they got to the basement portion they discovered a secret room. The man who had built the house had had a baby by his own daughter and suffocated it. he had buried it in the basement and inscribed that he could not live with himself on the tombstone for what he had done. I imagine it was his daughter and her baby that were so unwell and had always but off people.

I think i have rambled on enough for the day. i will do another installment soon and tell you about the Victorian house my aunt lived in that almost scared me to death.

I'm a socialist!

2005-09-29T12:01:00.000-07:00

You are a
Social Liberal
(66% permissive)

and an...
Economic Liberal
(10% permissive)

You are best described as a:

Socialist

Link: The Politics Test on OkCupid Free Online Dating
Also: The OkCupid Dating Persona Test

Hey guys for some reason the link will not work to do the test. Buzz on over to Solid Fluidity and do it from there. That's where I found it and it works on his blog. He is linked in my blog list on the right side of my blog. Sorry it isn't working from here.

Miss Gay America 2006

2005-09-27T11:43:00.000-07:00

Well kiddies it is almost that time of year.

Its the time that I look forward to like some people look forward to the Superbowl, Miss Gay America.

I am a drag whore and I live and die with the bitches on that stage.

This is going to be a very exciting year there are so many wonderful formers from years past coming back to support the system and the list of contestants just has me blown away. To say that this is going to be a bloodbath is putting it lightly.

Normally I am pretty good about being able to predict the top ten and who has the best chance of winning. This year i am however just stumped. There are a ton of folks who have taken a break that have qualified to come as well as former national title holders from other systems that I get discombobulated just trying to narrow the field to a good top ten. The judges have their work cut out for them this year.

I have to say of all the people competing I would most like to see Coti Collins take home the title. I just cannot think of a reason why she would not bring about a whole new level excellence within this system. Talk about a true seaoned professional. I saw this girl last year for the first time and I have been in awe ever since. She does one of the best Shirley MacClaine illusions I have ever seen. She also does Reba and Judy Garland. Just an AMAZING entertainer. Oh and Mr Brian I know you will be reading this she is a former Miss Gay West Virginia. Just an absolutle doll! Here's to hoping she will be crowned Miss Gay America 2006. If you read this good luck Coti I will see you in Memphis!!!

-Sasha Harrison

Places I have been.

2005-09-20T08:43:00.000-07:00

All of the above states in red I have been to. There are 25 total. I usually say I have lived in 3 states and been to 22. I have lived in Arkansas, Colorado and Texas. I was bored for this post can you tell?

My Ten Year High School Reunion! Its Fun Being So Fabulous!

2005-09-15T14:41:00.000-07:00

Greetings and salutations to all in the blogging world who read me!!

I have been insanely busy with work and school and an upcoming dinner party at my house that I have had no time to sit down and actually post but I have tried to keep my my reading of the blogs that I love. I am sorry If my comments have been sparse, i such a windy old heifer that it eats up time and that is something that I have been hemmoraging! Now on with the post!

Picture it Ozark, Arkansas 1995.

It was a muggy Friday evening and we were all making our way across the local football field. All of our futures lay ahead of us. We would be going our seperate ways that night. Some of us to never see each other again in the case of a classmate who was killed in a car wreck.

I moved away to Fayetteville to start my college career and also to come out of the closet. I was extremely tired of living a lie.

Now picture it Ozark, Arkansas labor day weekend 2005.

I pulled up with my friend Princess and we got out of the car. It was hot and the meet and greet we were heading off to was in the old high school gymnasium. Immediately my stomach turned into knots. I was about to see some of the people who I had never really cared to see again. I walked in and was immediatly greeted by my old friend Crystal who I have seen off and on over the years and she gave me a big hug. It was good to see her. There were a great number of other folks there who you could tell were uncomfortable. Shortly after my departure from the town my fag hag and one of my dearest friends in high school had professed her love for me and was extremely upset that i did not want to "be straight" and marry her. She had told the entire town. The ice quickly melted though I started chatting and talking and people started talking to Princess and soon you could tell we all realized we had moved past high school. That most of what had seperated us and had kept us all apart was just silly at this point.

We all moved over to the football field for the game. In the ten short years i have been gone they have developed an in county rivalry with another school we were all puzzled by this. We were different divisions than Charleston when we were in school.

We all began to congregate and talk and more people showed up. It was a great time. My old friend Kelly who had moved away before senior year was there. I love Kelly she has always marched to the beat of her own drum and everyone else be damned. She showed up looking runway model fabulous and had jaws agape as she walked by. People said she looked like she has been in New york all these years, but I knew where she had been. In Fayetteville with me like me just being herself. The idle chit chat continued and Princess made a friend.

As the game progressed quite few more folks arrived. I looked up at one point and saw my old friend Colin coming across the track and proceeded to yell "WELL THANK GOD I'M NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO HAS GAINED WEIGHT!!!!" Evil I know, but it made me feel better, his belly being from his love of beer mine from laziness and a love of food. He introduced me to his wife, Christy and let me tell you this chick is the BOMB! I had found my new friend for the evening. She is a former cheerleader from Louisiana Tech and just loads of fun to be around. Once she and i started cutting it up a lot of the folsk who used to not talk to me in high school must have decided i was either ok or just funny because they were just flocking around.

We went from there as a huge group to have dinner at a local pizza joint and then went on to Crystal's house just outside of town. As usual i was just one of the girls and sat in the floor and just chopped it up with the women folk in the living room. Princess like the royalty she is sat in a chair and held court.

Overall it was a fabulous time! Princess said if the husband can't get away to come with me to the next one she is so there!

Letters from Mimi and other post cards from the edge!

2005-09-15T07:47:00.000-07:00

Hello all!!!

This is going to hopefully be a very fun and exciting new section of my blog.

Mimi is my sister and she lives about three hours away from me in Fayetteville, home of the Arkansas Razorbacks. I absolutly adore her! She is a basically a walking incarnation of Karen Walker, except instead of stuff for martini's in her coat she has a liquor purse that goes everywhere with her.

Occassionally there will be posts from Mimi that I will post on here from her e-mails. I hope everyone enjoys her as much as I do.

-Tim
aka Sasha Harrison
aka The Great Cranky One

The Three Sisters Ride Again!!!

2005-09-06T12:17:00.000-07:00

Oh lord what a weekend!!!

I went out of town for my 10 year high school reunion. That will be a post in and of itself but it is what led to the three sisters getting together. Afetr my reunion I went off to Fayyetteville with my best friend to wait for my husband to arrive from Little Rock. We had a nice time that night and the next day but Sunday night the fun began.

I had called my sister Big Mama and told her we wanted to come into town and hang out for a bit before going to watch my drag child in the show. She readily agreed. Well the hubby and I got all dolled up and headed into town. On the way we called Big Mama and told her we were on our way and found out that Mimi was there. I was elated. Mimi and I have had some bad times but she is still my sister and I love her to death. I was so glad that she was going to be there and that we would get to hang out and hopefully do away with the dirty laundry that had kept us seperate for so long.

Now for those of you out in blog land that only know me from here I am a very dynamic person in my personality. I can fit into most any scene, be it with big butch leather daddies, hicks and rednecks, to just being a big ole girl I am always on my game. I however don't think my hubby knew fully what he was in for when Sasha, Big Mama, and Mimi get under the same roof and there is alcohol around.

Mimi answered the door in her usual "oh for heaven's sake of course *I* will get the door" manner and the squeal that ripped from the both of us as we screamed each other's name probably made dogs howl as far away as alaska. We just went right back as if it was old times and nothing had ever happened it was great. there was more squealing when I saw big mama and then we all went into the kitchen to catch up!

Big Mama has seen me recently but not Mimi, so there was a ton of stuff to rattle on about. One of our things is that we have multiple movies comitted to memory and we are all one of the characters. One of the best movies to sum us up is the First Wives Club. I am Brenda, being the Bette loving old Jewish mother type person that i am most days, Mimi is Elise nuf said, and Big Mama is Annie, sometimes crazy and neurotic when she is drinking but just loveable. Let me tell ya the booze and movie lines were flowing. We were stepping right into character and delivering all of the lines with flawless precision. Poor Michael had left the room at one point and came back in just as we were all screaming "I'M SORRY!!!!!!!" from the scene where Annie has just realized that her husband has left her for her therapist. This was within five minutes of arrival. You can only imagine how it went down hill from there.

We all eventually went out only to miffed by the obscene line waiting to get into the club. We said screw this and like the three little princesses we are walked on down the street past the crowd with our husbands in tow just rolling their eyes at us. We ended up back at Big Mama's house for awhile longer before Michael and I retired back to where we were staying at.

Needless to say it was a fabulous evening and I had a great time. My throat is still sore from all the squealing and screeching we did. My sister's I love you both and I so glad that we have come together again so that we can tell everyone we know at the top of our lungs in fabulous white outfits "YOU DON'T OWN ME! I'M NOT JUST ONE OF YOUR MANY TOYS!"

Sasha Harrison

On holiday!

2005-09-02T09:50:00.000-07:00

Sorry for the lack of insane and funny postings over the last week. I have had to sort of take a forced holiday from blogging with school getting going and the fact I work on a college campus.

I am leaving today for my 10 year high school reunion. I will try to do some posting over the weekend but otherwise i will try to start posting some next week!

Everyone that reads me please be safe and have a great Labor day weekend!!!

-The Great Cranky One

We Are Family!

2005-08-25T14:44:00.000-07:00

Ok here are a couple of more recent pics of me. Included is my husband Michael. he is the handsome guy with buzzed off hair and no hat and our friend Paul. The dog in the back with Paul is his little girl Emma. Up front with us is (l-r) Buddy, Winnifred, Ethel Louise, and Margaret Clemintine.

This is just another shot of us. Our roommate is a photographer and was bored. So this isn't some f*%$@d three-way relationship. We just all got hustled up for some pics to be taken.

-The Great Cranky One

Mid-week grumblings and rambling's on from a Sociopathic Social Climbing Drag Queen.

2005-08-24T09:25:00.000-07:00

Oh lord where to begin with this post.

I guess I should start with the fact that to date this has been an ok week. I am very glad that it is Wednesday. I have been even more cranky than you can imagine this week. My overwhleming fascination with sick and twisted punishment has moved beyond the bedroom and into school. Are you ready? I signed up for a 7 AM english class! had i lost my mind? I really don't know. Thus far it is actually fun today we had to free write about our earliest childhood memory. I am going to make that a post in and of itself. The toughest part has been getting up an hour and a half earlier than I am sed to so that i have time to drive the 25 miles into school/work. I am getting used to it SLOWLY!

I also wanted to take a moment to thank all the people that have been reading my blog. I have discovered that i have a lot more people than I thought visit my page. I wanted to say thank you for stopping by. Sit down a spell sometime enjoy a nice glass of the tea I have to spill and leave me a comment. That brings me next to 3 folks I want to thank in particular. While several folks have commented these three have more than other. Mr Brian, Scotty, and Pookie, thanks so much guys for leaving comments. It gives me an idea of if this is being well received or not.

Lets see some other ramblings. Have any of you heard about the new store that the Gap has introduced for older women? I am kinda excited about it is nothing else I love new things and I am a shopaholic. There was an article about it in the NY Times and it also mentioned that Abercrombie was doing a similar thing for men and women called Ruehl. This has me intrigued because i admit it I am an Aberzombie in many respects. I love most of their clothes because in some ways they beckon to a time that i still cling to my childhood. The overall style is what i remember style being when i was a child and I LOVE it. Of course I also used to work there and I had a really good time even though i do not fit what they usually are looking for. I somehow managed to get hired and had a blast with some really great folks. So I am waiting with baited breath for this new concept.

I was highly amused at my other-half expense yesterday. We attend two different colleges that usually start at the same time. Well they did not this year and he missed an entire week thinking they still did. I said i was sorry he missed it, but lawd I wanted to just crack up.

What else do i have to talk about today.........I get my hair back today. My hair dresser and mentor for drag has had my latest wig for weeks now waiting for inspiration. She finally has it done and says that it is and i quote " FABULOUS!!! Very Kelly Cruise Miss Universe hair!" That is from his e-mail. Kelly is his on-stage persona. I am sooo excited you all have no idea.

Also this just makes my pussy absolutly hurt and I dont even have a vagina!!! Though I talk about having one. :-)

One Woman's Tale of Woe

All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises of easy, painless removal - The epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now...the
wax.

My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner, play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully in
my mind for the next few hours: "Maybe I should pull the waxing kit out of the medicine cabinet." So I headed to the site of my demise: the
bathroom. It was one of those "cold wax" kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the strips together in your hand, they get warm and
you peel them apart and press them to your leg (or wherever else) and you pull the hair right off. No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I
mean, I'm not a genius, but I am mechanically inclined enough to figure this out. (YA THINK!?!)

So I pull one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each other stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in so
I get out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. ("Cold wax," yeah...right!) I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin around it tight and pull. It works! OK, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad. I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me! I am She-rah, fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of smooth skin extraordinaire.

With my next wax strip I move north. After checking on the kids, I sneak back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship. I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet. Using the same procedure, I apply the was strip across the right side of my bikini line, covering the right half of my vagina and stretching down to the inside of my butt cheek (Yes, it was a long strip) I inhale deeply and brace myself....RRRRIIIPPP!!!!

I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!...OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!! Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half the strip. CRAP!!! Another deep breath and RRIIPP!! Everything is swirly and spotted. I think I may pass out...must stay conscious...Do I hear crashing drums??? Breathe, breathe...OK, back to normal.

I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused me so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it. I want to revel in the glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip! There's no hair on it. Where is the hair??? WHERE IS THE WAX??? Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see the hair. The hair that should be on the strip. I touch. I am touching wax. CRAP! I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now covered in cold wax and matted hair.

Then I make the next BIG mistake...remember my foot is still propped up on the toilet? I know I need to do something. So I put my foot down. DAMN!!!!!!!! I hear the slamming of a cell door. Vagina? Sealed shut! Butt?? Sealed shut!

I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do and think to myself "Please don't let me get the urge to poop. My head may
pop off!" What can I do to melt the wax? Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!! I'll run the hottest water I can stand into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax-covered bits and the wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right??? *WRONG!!!!!!!*

I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than that used to torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit. Now, the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued together, is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of the tub...in scalding hot water. Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax. So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cement-epoxied myself to the porcelain!! God bless the man who had convinced me a few months ago to have a phone put in the bathroom!!!!!

I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter -
"So, my butt and who-ha are glued together to the bottom of the tub!"

There is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for removal but she does try to hide her laughter from me. She wants to know exactly where the wax is located, "Are we talking cheeks or hole or who-ha?" She's laughing out loud by now...I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box. YEAH!!!!! Right!! I should be the joke of someone else's night. While we go through various solutions. I resort to scraping the wax off with a razor. Nothing feels better then to have your girlie goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super hot water and then dry-shaving the sticky wax off!! By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I'm pretty sure I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for this event.

My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving grace....the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax. What do I really have to lose at this point? I rub some on and OH MY GOD!!!!!!!

The scream probably woke the kids and scared the dickens out of my friend. It's sooo painful, l but I really don't care. "IT WORKS!! It works!!" I get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she hangs up. I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to my grief and despair....THE HAIR IS STILL THERE.......ALL OF IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!. So I recklessly shave it off. Heck, I'm numb by now. Nothing hurts. I could have amputated my own leg at this point.

Next week I'm going to try hair color......

I guess that is all for now. I will probably add more as the day progresses.

*MUAH*

-The Great Cranky One

She actually thought I had been kidnapped!

2005-08-19T09:16:00.000-07:00

Any of you reading this are probably wondering about the strange title i have chosen for this particular post. Well in the tradition of my trip to Little Rock i decided i wanted to post about something fun and silly that I had either done or has happened to me and I chose this particular story.

The cast of characters for this particular story is myself and my mother. Now there is some background I have to tell you before I get to the jist of this. First off I have sprint pcs phone service. Sprint service works at my parents house but not in the little town they live near because my parents live on a mountain near the interstate and town is at the bottom of the mountain by the river. Several miles from the interstate. This is very important in what happened this fateful day.

The other piece of important information is that I absolutly adore Betty Butterfield. You can see her site here http://www.mmmhellooo.com/ . Betty is this old medicated and insane church woman and is just a hoot! I had recorded my own version of betty's voice on my voicemail. The message went something like this......."Mmmmmhelloooo! I am so sorry I can't come to the phone right now because, oh my god, I have been kidnapped by a bunch of anti-cementic ( yes cementic not semitic) Jew hatin' Christians! *cry* *deep wheezing breath* I will call you back if I live." Now I know this message was wrong on many levels but as I stated in my 101 things about me post I am Happy Bunny. Also anyone who knows me knows how MUCH I love Betty.

On this fateful day I had gone into town for my mom to get some things from the store. I had come into town for my niece Lauren's 3rd birthday. It was gorgeous out, early spring and somewhat warm, I had decided to take my dad's truck to town instead of my 4x4 Bronco II. Now after finishing my shopping for my mother I decided I had time to stop at one of my favorite old bookstores in town. I am just browsing minding my own business when the front doors bursts open and in rushes my mother. Now you have to understand as I turn around I feel like a deer caught in headlights because i have no idea why my mother would be coming into this bookstore shreiking "Oh My God there you are!" She then proceeds to go "thank god you are ok", and "WHAT THE HELL IS THAT ON YOUR VOICEMAIL?" I explain that mother it's betty remember the old church lady Dad thought was so funny on your last visit. Well she doesn't buy it, says she doesn't remember and what the hell did I think i was doing scaring her that badly. I also told her my phone did not work in town if she remembered which she finally did. At this point goes "well my god i have to go call your dad and tell him you're OK!" and just flies right back out the door jumps in her Jeep and away she went.

Bless their Catholic and Baptist hearts, they actually thought that their Jewish son had been kidnapped by a bunch of Jew hatin' Christians. In a way it is very sweet. But as i sit here writing this out I am smiling ear to ear. In the end I don't know who was more embarrassed my mother or me.

That Damn Pussy...She has run off AGAIN!

2005-08-18T12:57:00.000-07:00

I swear just when I think that she has settled in for the long haul the bitch up and takes out!

I am not talking about my cat mind you. I am talking about my Pussy literally. She tore out of the house last night before i could catch her. Labia can move pretty damn fast when they want to.

Before I could even make it to the front door to scream "Don't you DARE!!!!" there were long black tire marks out of the cul-de-sac from the blood red Ford Clitoris that fish runs around in.

Now you are probably wondering why she has decided to leave yet AGAIN!

My husband was subjecting us to yet another week of Brat Camp on the telly and i think she couldn't take anymore of it. Have any of you seen this show?? I'd cut some bitches. Ugh what they were thinking when they put it on I do not know. If I had been able to catch her I think I might have actually split with her. I loathe that program but my husband loves it so i suffer in silence.

There is no telling where she is. Last time she left it was weeks before i saw her again. Of course she had good reason to leave that time. Back in my day i had driven from fayetteville out to the middle of no where to meet a man and spent the night. I had to get up early to be at work the next morning and she was so wore then she was in the car waiting on me. As soon as we got home she split.

So if any of you see a giant set of labia with hooker red lipstick, big sunglasses and a fabulous hat tell her to come home.

A Supposedly Stolen Car, a Boxer Puppy and Meryl Streep Sunglasses...aka My Too Wong Foo Style Trip To Little Rock!

2005-08-16T13:56:00.000-07:00

Ok of all the blogs i read two of them have been posting about stuff in their past.

I figured as much as I usually hate being a bandwagon queen I would put my nipples and caution to the wind and get on the bandwagon anyway.

This has been a couple of years ago now but I had decided I wanted to come to Little Rock for the Miss Gay Little Rock Pagaent. My friend Jazmyn Turell from Fayetteville was going to be competing and I wanted to lend her my support.

As the weeks went by leading up to the trip I was having a hell of a time deciding whether I wanted to find someone to stay with or just get a hotel room. I know a lot of people here and could easily have found someone I already knew to stay with. But not me.

I had been talking to a couple of folks I know well now named B and J. I had been talking to B for quite sometime and had agreed I would stay with him. Now add to this mix that Mimi had wanted to come with me.

As the trip nears Mimi and I decide that we will probably head out one night after i get off work. It is a 3 hour drive from Fayetteville to Little Rock so making this trip at night was going to ignunt considering I got off at abercrombie at like 11:00 pm. The day comes and I go to work. Mimi meets me after work and we decide to tip out to the bar for just a bit to see the show. At this point we get an idea. A Too Wong Foo trip to Little Rock!

We went to my house gathered my things, grabbed a token drag picture of Sasha to put on the ashtray in her car. Grabbed a couple of fabulous scarves some lip stick, make up removal wipes and our Meryl Streep looking glasses and we were on out way. Now this was quite the sight. Two of fayetteville's dizziest queens sporting facial hair fabulously painted lips with scarves tied around their heads and big sunglasses, flying down the road with a boxer puppy in the backseat, a token drag picture in the front, and the Too Wong Foo soundtrack just blasting.

We buzz along just merrily honking and waving at people. Blowing kisses all sorts of silly things until we were about half way to Little Rock and Winnifred (my boxer) had to pee. So we stop off in russellville wipe off the lips and stuff and let her out. Of course she won't go so we get back in the car. About a mile down the road she starts crying again. I have had it and declare that she can wait till we get to Little Rock. Mimi rails against me telling me I am being a horrible mother that she is just a baby to stop at the next exit. this happens to be a rest area where people have been murdered. I however am undeterred. While Mimi is screaming we could be killed I pull in and throw Winnifred out to pee. She finally does and I go in to pee myself. Not a soul is in there but there was an empty truck in the parking lot. I decide to come screaming out of there telling Mimi that someone just lunged at me to start the damn car. She frantically does and when i get in and tell her I was kidding she is livid! As we are pulling our a police car goes by us and turns around. At this point Mimi starts to panic, this is a new car for her, but she just took her tag off her old car and put in on this one without switching it. Sure enough here come the blue lights.

Well they just knew we had stolen a car. So when they asked Mimi to step out of the vehicle I think she wet herself. I in traditional Zsa Zsa fashion sat and stared very unamusedly at the policeman at my window. So while I am dishing attitude Mimi is about to fall apart explaining the situation. It turns out were legal, she had all the documentation supporting that she had just bought it and intended to transfer the plate.

Back on the road to Little Rock with Mimi just screaming at me about serving up attitude to cop and how I could have landed us in jail we finally make it to Little Rock and pull up at B and J's house.

We all make our introductions and what not and Mimi just thinks B and I have known each other forever. You can imagine her surprise the next morning when I asked if she wanted in on a little secret. B and I giggled like school girls as we watched the color drain from her face and she started calling me cunt for not telling her I had never met them until we got there. Ah she was mad at me for a month over that one. The trip back home was boring and uneventful, but the trip down sure was a doozey!

Bit by the bug!

2005-08-16T09:11:00.000-07:00

I had a very eventful weekend.

It was my two year anniversary with my husband we spent Saturday in Hot Springs just had a really nice time.

Saturday night began Miss Gay Arkansas America. Now you have to keep in mind that I live for this the way straight guys do a lot of sports. I live and die with the bitches on that stage. This year was particularly exciting for me as my Drag daughter Taylor was competing for her first time. She did really well got 1st alternate on her first attempt. The bad thing about this weekend is I have been bitten by the drag bug yet again.

The last few times this has happened thanks to a lot of benadryl and doing a couple of shows I was able to get the bug out of my system and move on. This year i just don't know if it is going to be that easy. I have a very supportive husband who wants me to compete and wants to see me get Miss Arkansas. I have long since told myself I was going to go ahead and finish up school before making my run at this again. It is so hard because this is something I REALLY want. I know i have to keep teling myself no. I have several friends who are formers who i know would help me a lot. I am not the the richest competitor so i would need a lot of help in the gown department. Those things are really expensive. I even know one former who would probably put her entire closet and coaching at my disposal. I just don't know. I am sure I will do some shows get my fix and return to finishing up my BA. I am about to start my senior term. I have not had the drag bug this strongly in a long, long time. I am sure that this to shall pass.

The funny thing is that as badly as I want to compete and to win, I DREAD the reigning year. There is a lot that you have to do as an entertainer and as the administrative rep. of the promoter. I would do well at this I have no doubts and would probably have several girls who were wrecked when I docked them administrative points. I am a stickler for the pagaent rules. But I really want to be a former and be a member of that sisterhood.

Oh well i will get there one day. I just have to be patient.

I know this was a very personal post and mainly about drag but I needed to vent this out. I will try to cook up something corny ehough to make Knotty Boy proud later today!!

101 Things about me!

2005-08-15T19:15:00.000-07:00

1. I live in Jacksonville, Arkansas. Its 20 minutes north of Little Rock and there are tons of yummy Air Force boys around all the time.

2. I was born in Canon City, Colorado.

3. I have lived in only three states but have visited twenty-two.

4. I have known i was gay since i was 5 years old. I had a huge crush on a boy who lived down the street. I was in Kindergarten he was in the third grade.

5. I own 3 cars on my own.

6. I have been deer and elk hunting in Colorado. A dream for most sportsman here in Arkansas. I was bored......should have brought a book.

7. I lived in Fayetteville, AR for almost 9 years.

8. I am a Momma's boy.

9. I have 4 big dogs and 4 cats. A husband and a kitchen wench. I allow them to all live indoors.

10. I am essentially Happy Bunny.

11. I have never been to Europe.

12. I would love to eventually make Aliyah to Israel.

13. I am learning Hebrew. It is harder than Russian ever thought of being.

14. I would love to learn to speak, Albanian, Romanian, Swedish, German, Finnish, Serbo-Croatian, Bulgarian, and French.

15. My favorite movie of all time is Steel Magnolias.

16. My favorite song of all time is Fading Like A Flower by Roxette.

17. I have a huge crush, on Prince Frederick of Denmark and Prince Carl Phillip of Sweden.

18. I have three neices, they are the closest thing to daughters I ever want.

19. My neice Lauren is my best friend.

20. I have done drag off and on for almost ten years.

21. I can coach my drag children right into winnings pagaents, but still wreck myself with nerves each time i try to compete. *On August 14 My drag daughter took 1st alternate at Miss Gay Arkansas America her first time there*

22. My drag name is Sasha Harrison, she is a large Russian woman with an American ex-husband. her maiden name is Getchov. She is on holiday somewhere in the Crimea or maybe the French Riviera right now. Who knows the heifer rarely checks in anymore.

23. My parents treat my partner just like one of thier children. They holler at him to! Just kidding! :-) They love him to death.

24. My parents and I are a walking joke. So a Catholic, a Baptist and a Jew walk in a bar.......Dad is Catholic, Mom is Baptist and *I* am a Jew.

25. My two drag sisters Mimi and Big Mama and myself once thought of starting our own housecleaning business. We were going to call it "The Three Sisters. Too lazy? Too dizzy? Too busy? Call us!"

26. I am shameless.

27. I am the oldest of three children.

28. I can actually do a lot of mechanic work. I just choose not to most of the time.

29. I have worked for AnF.

30. My biggest weakness is books and animals that need a home thus my menagerie and library at home.

31. I am one of the girls, but can pass as a huge redneck if I really want to.

32. I love tasteless humor.

33. I am fairly new to blogging.

34. I live all year for Miss Gay Arkansas and Miss Gay America. The later is like the superbowl for me.

35. My most admired female impersonator is Kelly Cruise. She IS Arkansas Royalty and whew let me tell you what as a man. Check her out at www.kellycruise.net

36. I want Sasha to be as admired as Kelly one day.

37. I have a 70's room in my house.

38. My kitchen resembles that of an old Grandmother's and I can cook like one.

39. I have an obsession with laundry.

40. I have a really sick obsession with British laundry detergent. I have someone in the UK who will ship me more when my current stash of 300 loads worth of Ariel runs out.

41. I still own my first car.

42. I name everything.

43. I am a Jew by choice.

44. I want Hillary to be the next President.

45. I tend to sit down when I pee. (TMI I know but oh well)

46. I have NEVER tried smoking.

47. I drink very little.

48. I have woke up in a hotel and not known where I was or who I was with for the first few moments.

49. I am writing a novel. Sasha is the main character.

50. I have a thing for lesbian murder mysteries.

51. I have a thing for British Chick Lit. especiallay books by Sophie Kinsella.

52. I'm a huge fan of Star Trek and Star Wars.

53. I adore Bette Midler.

54. I once drove to St Louis to see Bette in concert and had to drive back overnight to be at work the next day.

55. I love country music. Especially old country music.

56. I was a Macrhing Razorback in the Univeristy of Arkansas Marching Band.

57. I have out run the police.

58. I'm a denver bronco fan.

59. I have been married to my husband two years today.

60. I am addicted to reading blogs.

61. I am a member of the Mac cult. You'll pry my one click mouse from my cold dead hand!

62. I have steel magnolias, too wong foo, and good potions of priscilla queen of the desert committed to memory.

63. I have been in a play reading of Steel Magnolias. I was Quizza.

64. My favorite musical is Chicago.

65. I don't know how to swim.

66. I am terrified of drowning.

67. I am even more terrified of fire and being burned.

68. I am not that scared of freezing to death.

69. I am my granny's favorite.

70. I am a pack rat.

71. I am good at Jeopardy and decent at Trivial Pursuit.

72. I love to go to flea markets.

73. This is my second time to work in a Library.

74. I have the first two Harry Potter books in Russian.

75. My favorite piece of Russian Literature is the Tales of Belkin by Pushkin.

76. I love Scarecrow and Mrs King. I wish they would put it on DVD.

77. I have seen Dixie Carter in Concert. I sat in front of her husband Hal Holbrook. Man can she sing!

78. I have hung up on my father and my mother.

79. I can call a drag pagaent the way some commentators can a football game.

80. I still run Windows ME on my PC. I know ghetto.

81. I will be want to win Miss Gay Arkansas more to be a former than to actually enjoy the year long reign.

82. I collect 1980's drive-thru glasses. ( Star wars, Star Trek, Care Bears, etc.)

83. I would love to own a Saab.

84. I own 4 Mac's and One PC.

85. I am a Colorado Native. I moved to Arkansas at the age of 13.

86. I own a 3,000.00 evening gown.

87. I own a 1981 Camaro.

88. I would love to live in Lousiana one day.

89. I attended President Clinton's first inauguration.

90. I have marched in the Georgia Dome.

91. I have a weakness for short guys.

92. I melt for dark hair, a goatee, and blue eyes.

93. I have seen Reba McEntire in concert.

94. When I finally finish growing up my degree will be in Antropology with a minor in Russian.

95. I read at least one book a week.

96. I am an NPR junkie.

97. I read the New York Times daily.

98. I take allergy shots.

99. I'm a shopaholic.

100. I read my first book on the Soviet Union when I was in the 3rd grade.

101. I am wore out from coming up woth this list!

Do you read me?

2005-08-11T08:16:00.000-07:00

Ok this is silly But I got the idea from another blog.

If you read me please leave me a comment on here and just say hey I read your blog.

I would love to know if there are people out there who read my blog or have read my blog.

Thanks!!

-Tim

All about the hair!

2005-07-27T13:04:00.000-07:00

So I dont have a program to flip the picture.....jeez. Anyway this is Sasha and Mimi together. Read my first post if you don't know who Mimi is.

How about the hair?

PMS Blues Honey!

2005-07-27T13:02:00.000-07:00

Heavy flow day?
God the mood swings.
Oh I have had with you now!

Sister Mary Sasha

2005-07-27T12:58:00.000-07:00

Would you just look at her. Very pregnant.

Ahhhhh! Relief, that was a tough delivery!

Let me tell you that is one wore out vagina.

Some pictures of me.

2005-07-27T12:47:00.000-07:00

Looking evil.
Howdy ya'll!
Looking as if I am on my way to Paris.
Evil Again.
Evil again again. :-)
A Picture of the Great Cranky one looking well Cranky. Also the man behind the make-up.
Here is one grainy shot of me. I was bored.

What do you name in your every day life?

2005-07-27T09:40:00.000-07:00

I name everything. For me almost everything has its own unique personality and therefore deserves its own name.

I will go ahead and name off the things in mylife that I have named.

My 1981 Camaro is Joyce, she is an absolutly hateful outrageous older woman and a bull dyke to boot. I love her dearly.

My Chevy Corsica is Connie, she is a wonderful little housewife-mobile that gets me to work each day.

My husband drives a cute sassy little Mazda MX-6 named Myrtle.

We have together a wonderful Oldsmobile 88 named Olivia that we take on road trips.

Now inside of my house I have Kathy Kenmore, she is my handy dandy vacuum I got from the salvation army. The best 30.00 I ever spent.

We have Marge Maytag, our refridgerator, she is a BIG girl that is top heavy since her freezer is on the bottom.

I also have Helga Hoover and Delores Dirt Devil my tow trusty carpet cleaners that have been pretty much retired since we went with hard surface floors throughout the house.

My computer is a wonderful Mac G4 tower named Book. I call her book because of the way she apears to beath when asleep and I got all of this from the movie Hocus Pocus. In it Bette Midler plays a witch who has a beloved spell book that she simply refers to as "Book", she taps on it and says "oh!! BOOK! wake up my darling!!!". I do tha same thing everytime I move my mouse to wake Book up.

Ok I have shown a lot of my own neurosis in this posting.

Manic Depressives, Hebrew Class, Neurotic Children and a Visit from My Parents.

2005-07-27T09:27:00.000-07:00

I don't really know where to begin this post. it has been awhile since I have written anything on here. I am one of those elusive bloggers who has to have had a fire of inspiration flood their soul. At which point I will sit down and fuss and fuss and fuss with an entry. Anyone caught my play on Otto Titsling? Oh well, not everyone can be as big a Bette Midler whore as I am.

Lets see.....I guess I will start with manic-depressives. How many of you have ever known one? well let me tell you they are not a walk in the park to deal with or be around. I work with one and she is absolutly certifiably insane. There is not a single thing wrong with her in her mind. It is everyone elses problem. Makes me absolutly nuts. I work in an office where you are treated like children and property at the very same time by this chicka. Just leaves me mumbling Oy vey and feeling very veklempt at the end of the day.

Of course at the end of this lovely day I get to schlep myself off to Hebrew class, now this is one of my favorite things I have enjoyed about becoming a Jew. I love Hebrew, it is unlike any language I have ever known. It just goes against everything you know and understand about English. Everything is so differnt right down to the direction in which it is read. I take Hebrew with an absolutly wonderful little lady I will refer to as LG. LG is an absolute doll. She only had one child a daughter so she didn't get to play the sweet Jewish mother to a son and say things like "eat! you are to skinny". It cracks me up in many ways I feel like the Jewish son she never had. I take lessons with LG with an absolutly eccentric Jewish lady i will call California. California grew up in LA and used to be a music agent, needless to say the lsit of celebrities she knows and has had encounters with sometimes will really crack you up. Needless to say the three of us together are quite the group of Yentas.

Oh and don't you have to just love neurotic children. Now mind you I am not talking about my biological offspring. I have none of those. I am talking about the young little gayling's I have taken under my wing and taught them what is all about to be gay and how to not get into trouble. Lord I love my current child to death I really do, but lord he is a mess sometimes. I will have to post on him later, the name will be changed to protect the not so innocent. :-)

I am really looking forward to this weekend though. My parents are coming for a visit that will last more than just one night and I am very excited. They never do this it is always a quick visit. Needless to say I have been working like a mad woman to get my house in order. I am one of the worst about procrastinating where my house is concerned. I am a hoarder, a sentimentalist, and as i said i procrastinate. I am nearing the home stretch though. I have tonight after Hebrew and tomorrow night before they arrive Friday afternoon while I am still at work. One of the biggest problem is that I have an absolutle menagerie of children (cats and dogs) that seem to shed enuf everyday to make pillows. Now I am not trying to be gross and I am blowing it out of proportion but I feel like all i do is vacuum up pet hair. Miss kenmore and i run all over the house and it just multiplies behind us as we go. Alas a girls work is never done.

Ok I guess that's it for now. Nothing profound or evern very funny I am sure but I will try a little bit harder next time.

-S/T

A bit about me.

2005-06-16T14:51:00.000-07:00

A bit about me:

Intelligent, out-spoken, liberal, yellow dog democrat, jew by choice, 28, born in colorado, been in arkansas since I was 13, played clarinet since i was 10 (albeit not very good anymore I never really practice),loyal, cold-natured, 5'11, moderately hairy, collector, lover of the70's and 80's, gay, odd upbringing, opinionated, eccentric, voracious reader, want to be legally married one day

To me college is:

GROWING UP fast, learning, rising above old opinions, new horizons, finally deciding what you wanna be when you finish growing up, meeting new folks, forging your own identity, being extremely busy, juggling time, adjusting to being on your own, a chance at a new life all your own.

Sports:

I dont mine watching some sports, I mainly prefer in person if I am the spectator, I enjoyed attempting to play soccer when i was little,beyond that I have never been very good at sports and did not take thetime to get better, much more of a bookworm I guess you could say, Ido enjoy, canoeing, walking, hiking, a good fishing trip is a goodmystery sitting on the bank while others fish, a secret like for tackyprofessional wrestling.

Food:

Alfredo, spaghetti, lasgane, tacos, burritos, cheeseburgers, fastfood, chili's, firehouse subs, McAlister's ( J'eet yet?), steaks,chicken, turkey, healthy choice dinners, tomatos out of the garden,cucumbers, milk, american cheese, swiss cheese, apples, oranges,grapes, chinese food, thai food, eggs, cake, ice cream, all types ofsherbet, I am sure there is more.....

Work:

I work in the Archives at the University of Arkansas at little rock,we have a wide array of collections dating back past the civil war. Itis very interesting most days.

Quotes:

PLeasant?? DAMNIT I AM PLEASANT!! Why just this morning I saw Drum Etondon down at the Piggly Wiggly and I SMILED AT THE SON-OF-A-BITCH before I could help myself! - Ouizza from Steel Magnolias

Sometimes it just takes a fairy! - Vida Bohem Too wong Foo

Listen here you mollet, why don't you light your tampon and blow yourbox apart, 'cause its the only bang you're ever gonna get sweetheart!! - Bernadette in Priscilla

For the love of God i know there is a bottom in here somewhere!! (knocking on podium trying to find a place to set down her drink) Catia??? Catia??? - Chartity Case Miss gay America 2001, refering to Catia Lee Love Miss Gay America 2000.

Everyday I dread having a career. - Brian our student worker.

Sometimes there are voices that fight to be heard, so much to mentionbut you can't find the words. Listen to your heart! - Listen to yourHeart by Roxette.

Ahhh clarinets, one cannot imagine an orchestra without the sound ofclairnets! - Mozart

who I would like to meet:

friends, people that can have to sort of off the wall intellectual conversations I like to have, people to have as e-mail buddies, cutegay jewish boys who can tell me what it was like to actually grow up jewish.

What I look for in a friend:

This one is much harder to define, I am extremely open and I will befriend anyone if they show the initiative and give me respect andtreatment that I give them. I am the most fiercly loyal individualaround. You can always mess with me but God help you, you DO NOT messwith my friends I will go down to the bitter end protecting anddefending them. This is very much how I am in relationships too. I have to be attracted mentally and physically, if the mental attraction is not there I dont care how pretty your are it won't work. I am big on intelligence, either be intelligent or at least be striving to better yourself. I do like the idea of meeting a nice jewish boy to be friends with, I am not a gung-ho religious fanatic, in fact I am not really religious at all beyound I love jewish culture and community and very much wanted to be a part of it. We have a very nice reform temple here I like it a lot.

My interests:

Reading, mystery novels, cars, camaros, Russian, Russian Literature,Hebrew, Israel, Israeli mysteries by Batya Gur, lesbian mysteries,school, history, russian history, astronomy, Roxette, Sweden, Norway,Denmark, Most of Europe really, learning other languages, Dogs, Cats,The 80's, the 70's, collecting, nostalgia, gardening, shopping, fleamarkets, looking for a good deal, quiet weekends, I am going to stop here for now I could go on for days.

Music:

Bette Midler, Roxette, pretty much all 80's music, Frogpond, MelissaEtheridge, Reba McEntire, Chicago, Cabaret, Evita, Bring on the men,Disco, Old country music, george strait, classical, Puccini, MioBabino Caro sp?, the shirelles, Ani DiFranco, U2, AC/DC, Guns andRoses, basically I am as ecclectic as they come in my music taste.

Movies:

I have a real affinity for chick flicks, I like action movies sci-fi,again i am equal oppurtunity, if a movie is good it is just good. Someexamples: Steel magnolias, Fried Green Tomatos, The Color Purple, AllStar Trek Movies, Star Wars, She-Devil, Auntie Mame, Fiddler on theRoof, The Women, The Exorcist, The new Amityville Horror, Willow,Harry Potter Movies, Lord of the Rings movies, Too wong Foo, PriscillaQueen of the Desert, Jeffery, Wizard of Oz, A Beautiful Thing, Alongtime Companion, Its my party, The end of the Affair, The englishPatient, Carrington, War Games, ET, The secret of my Success, Back tothe Future, Mickey & Maude, Moulin Rouge, In Good Company, ThePrincess Diaries, Beaches, Big Business, Hocus Pocus, Sleeping Beauty,Cinderella (cinderlli, cinderelli, night and day its cinderelli! ),Chicago, Evita, Victor Victoria, Practical Magic, Miss Congeniality, Icould go on and on in this topic.

Television:

West Wing, Reba, Law and Order SVU, anything on the history channel,Trading Spaces, Overhaulin, In A Fix, Veronica Mars, anything late80's and early 90's because of my child hood, Scarecrow and Mrs King,Kidd Video, Dukes of Hazard, Murder she wrote, Gi Joe, The Care Bears,The smurfs, trandsformers, Go Bots, WWE, Roseanne, Golden Girls,Designing Women, Queer as Folk, Dead like me, Dark Angel, Will and Grace another section I could go on and on.

Books:

This is a section where I could go on and on, I read a book a week give or take so i have read a lot. Some I reccomend, Harry Potter, TheAlpine Series by Mary Daheim, The Sophie Greenway and the Jane Lawlessseries by Ellen Hart, Queen Noor's Memoirs, She's not there: a life intwo genders. by Jennifer Finney Boylan, Coosing a Jewish Life by AnitaDiamant, Good Harbor by Anita Diamant, Leslie Meier's books, There are so many books I have read ask me about a specific genre and I can reccommend.

Heroes:

This is a hard one for me, I guess I am most impressed by people whoare not afraid to be themselves and the world be damned if they don'tlike it.

Education:

University of Arkansas at Fayetteville, home of theArkansas Razorbacks!! Woo Pig Sooie Razorbacks!!!

Hometown:

Ozark, Arkansas.

Well I think that is enough for now.

-Timothy

On being Jewish.

2005-06-09T09:49:00.000-07:00

I dont' know when I actually started thinking about being Jewish.

When I was a small child I would look at the calander and say what are those holidays? I never really knew until I started to get older. Most people just said Chanukah was the Jewish Christmas and that really confused me.

I continued on in my confused state trying to understand why there was so much anti-Semitism in the world. I knew very few Jewish people as a child. Oddly enough my best friends all through elementary school and high school even were Jehovah's Witnesses. I am guessing because in ways we were all social outcasts from the mainly evangelical christian majorities in our schools.

I guess I should say that I was not raised any particular denomination. My mother is a Baptist by her own choosing and my Dad is a Catholic. I was a rebellious child who hated church and anything to do with God. Even Christmas has always been a secular holiday for me, more about the season than anything. I loathed the mornings my parents compromised and drug us off to the local Nazarene Church. Now mind you all of the people were very nice and I enjoyed sunday school there because I met a lot of nice kids I could not stand to sit through a sermon. Now as I have gotten older I have gone from agnostic, to athiest, to saying I had my own ideas. I now have decided where I really needed to be is Judaism.

I began reading books on the faith, books such as The Complete Idiots Guide to Jewish History and Culture and Choosing a Jewish Life. As I did this I couldn't help thinking where had this been all of my life. Well it had been all around I just had failed to see it or to realize this is where I needed to be. I remember when I first decided to tell my friends I wanted to become Jewish, it was like coming out of the closet all over again. I had no idea how they would react. I remember leaving the bar one night and telling Mimi that I had been thinking of going to beauty school for the shits and giggles of it and oh yeah I wanted to become a Jew. She just looked at me and said "well go on girl do hair and be a jew!" I just laughed. I never have made it to beauty school. I decided i wanted to finish my BA in Russian Studies first. I have however started my journey towards becoming a Jew. I have been observing the holidays and festivals. I have added things that make my home stand out as Jewish, although I still need a muzuzah to be mounted on my front door I just haven't been able to find one yet. I have books on Israel, a Menorah, a Chanukah snow globe all sorts of things. Of course these just add to it being a Jewish home, what makes it a Jewish home is the fact that though I have not had my conversion ceremony yet I feel every bit of me is a Jew. I feel like a member of this wonderful community of people already though my formal entrance won't be until the fall.

Even though I feel i am a Jew already I do believe heavily in re-incarnation. I say this just because I think there have been people through-out time that have been sent back because they were so good the first time that there is a need for that type of goodness again. I feel like I was an old yenta in another life. I have taken to hebrew as if I have always known it and I leave services feeling re-newed and whole. Most of all I feel spiritually happy and that is something until I decided being a Jew is who I was I hadn't felt in my life.

So I guess I will end this with the thoughts that being Jewish isn't just a faith or a religion it is about you as a person, about a people and community as a whole and also about how you live your life. On that I will end this post.

L'Chaim! (To Life!)

-Timothy
aka Sasha Harrison

How do you want to be remembered?

2005-06-08T12:05:00.000-07:00

How do you want to be remembered?

That is a question most people dont think about and when asked it gives them great and utter pause. Because most people don't know how they want to be remembered.

I guess the better question is will people remember you and how will they remember you?

This is a question I had not pondered much until a read a somewhat sad but insightful entry in Nathan Jone's Smalltownboy blog on here.

He talked about an estate sale he had been to and how horribly impersonal it all was. This was someone's life being sold and no was giving a second thought as to who these people were or had been in their life.

Now this brings me to something that I absolutly adore doing. Spending entire weekend days in smart and comfortable shoes and clothing, trolling around flea markets and second hand shops. I had never thought about it but a lot of the stuff you encounter in these sorts of places is the same type of thing you might get at an estate sale. I have in my life known people that have opened a flea market booth with items out of say their grandmother's house. This has all made me stop and think is this all your granny meant to you? It is very sad to me that we live in a world where so much and so many are forgotten.

I freely admit that there are things I want in my grandmother's house when she is gone, but I dont want them to sell later. I want them so that parts of my Granny will continue to live on and be preserved. I want to look at that armoir she has in her bedroom and stop and be reminded of being little and being enamored of the art deco style of it. I want all of the old records we use to listen to while we baked or cooked and just in general spent time together.

I guess my overall thing here are we all just doomed to fade away into oblivion when we are gone?

Drag Pagaent Season

2005-06-02T11:39:00.000-07:00

Ahhhh it is that time of the year again!! Yes it is getting nice and warm the days are longer and school is now out, but it is also one of my favorite times of the year!

What time is that you ask?? Pagaent seaon of course, the time of year all of us that eat, live, and breath drag just cannot wait for.

This year is turning out to be a rather interesting one.

I will take a moment to highlight some things that are happening or have happened this year in the competition world of drag/female impersonation.

I will start with the exciting and wonderful things.

First off I want to give a HUGE congratulations to Jerry Bird and the Miss Gay US of A System. This is their 20th Anniversary and what a year it is turning out to be. The 2006 contest was just held in Dallas and Tamisha Iman was the winner! Congrats girl you look FANTASTIC in your new crown!! I would also like to say that Layla LaRue did an outstanding job as Miss Gay US of A and that SanAntonio should be very proud of its hometown girl! Now that this has all passed it moves back into the realm of prelims for next years competition until October and the At-Large contest in Dallas.

Catia Lee love is also back in competition in the Entertainer of the Year system. I wish her all of the best and am very sure that she is going to let them have it!

I am also very excited about the number of people coming back to Miss Gay America this year that have been gone for awhile. Angela Dodd, Truly Fabu, Nicole DuBois, some great names in the MGA system that have been out of the loop briefly. I am also glad to see Coti Collins coming back this year. Girl we could use you as MGA let em have it!!! There is also expected to be a great number of formers coming back this year as far back as 1987 with Blaze Starr, I hope any others from earlier than that will turn out as well. The system needs your support now more than ever.

Now on to the sadder topics.

Miss Gay America was sold this year to a new promoter, this is only sad because it means a bit of uncertainty at least through this first National contest in October and maybe even the first couple of years that the system will continue to thrive and hopefully begin to grow. I hope it does very well under their leadership. The pagaent is over 30 years old now and to me is a wonderful piece of Gay American History that I would hate to see wither away and die.

With all of that said the season is now into full swing. There have been several state and regional prelims in the America system, with the season just beginning again for the US of A system. I am enjoying keeping up with who is winning what and who is still out there lurking keeping everyone guessing about if we will see them this year. All I can say is keep it coming girls the spring has been great and let summer be even better!!!

All my love!

Sasha Harrison

Good lord here it goes!!

2004-12-21T09:38:00.000-08:00

Well hello out there!!

I decided to create this after reading Barbra Seville's "from my lips to your ears". She has such a cute blog, I decided why not.

There was a time when I still lived in Fayetteville, Arkansas that my best friend and I wanted to have our own morning radio show on the university station. We were gonna going to call it "Mornin' toots!! Who needs coffee when we have the tea!! Waking up with Sasha and Mimi". It seemed very novel to us at the time, two of Fayetteville's dizziest queens just chopping it up with each other on the air helping people wake up and talking drag. Well being two of the dizziest queens, we didn't do mornings, so alas it never took off. Which sort of saddens me, we often talkedabout the content and things....segments such as "Sasha's Dragline News", with updates on shows and performers and even pagaents from around the country. That was going to be my segment since well I am sort of a walking Dragcylopedia, I know more about who is who and who has won what and girl who was bitter than Joan Rivers ever thought about knowing on the red carpet. Being dizzy we also made constant jokes about our pussies and how they would just get tired of us. We were constantly talking about hwo they had run away... AGAIN!! Anything would make those fish wanna jump off us and just take out in that BLOOD RED Ford Clitoris they ran around in. Just two giant sets of labia flying down the highway Meryl Streep sunglasses and all.

Anyway I guess that is all for me for now. I am going to actually get to work. I will have more later on, "who needs coffee when I have the tea!!"

Love ya!

Sasha Harrison