Please Come To Boston
[Written by Dave Loggins]
(messed with by me)
Please come to Boston for the springtime
I'm stayin' here with some cds and they've got lotsa room
You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk
By a pet shop where I hope to be workin' soon
Please come to Boston
She said "No, girl you come home to me"
And she said, "Hey tranny gal now won't cha settle down
Boston ain't your kinda town
There ain't no gold and there ain't nobody like me
I'm the number one fan of the man you used to be"
Please come to Trinadad to see the trannies
We can get our kicks watching the post ops walk around
As they deal with pain from getting their new caynons.
I won't have to hide in shame
with all those tall girls around.
Please come to Trinadad
She said "no, girl you come home to me"
And she said, "Hey tranny gal why don't cha settle down
Trinadad ain't your kind of town
There ain't no gold and there ain't nobody like me
'Cause I'm the number one fan of the man you used to be"
Now this tranny's world goes 'round and 'round
And I doubt that it's ever gonna stop
But of all the dreams I've lost or found
And all that I ain't got
I still need to lean to
Somebody I can sing to
Please come to LA to live forever
A tranny's life alone is just too hard to bear
I live in a house that looks out over the ocean
And there's some stars that fell from the sky
Livin' up on the hill
Please come to LA
She just said "no, girl, won't you come home to me"
And she said, "hey tranny gal why don't cha settle down
LA can't be your kinda town
There ain't no gold and there ain't nobody like me
No, no, I'm the number one fan of the man you used to be"
"I'm the number one fan of the man you used to be"
Ok so I changed a few words including the whole middle verse there. I love the original version of this song. It reminds me of how I wanted a certain girl to come on my journey with me but wouldn't. It reminds me of simpler times that were'nt meant to last forever.
It's taken me years to get over old things, but this song is something I still listen to with good thoughts. For even though she and I will never be together again the way we were, we will always have memories of yesterday, and a tomorrow together as good friends.
Love to all take care and g'nite.
Tuesday, January 31, 2006
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
W.T.F & TUESDAYS TUNE
Ok today's blog was going to be lighthearted entry called Tuesday's tune. I thought it would be a nice break from my "bitchyness" of late. Unfortunately I had the displeaure of reading a "news release" that was sent to the newspaper I work for and just had to share it.
What the F$%#
The following is a few points from an actual "news release" from our "friends" at the Westboro Baptist Church, those loving Christian fellows.
"Thank God for 2 more dead miners. We wish it had been 200 rather than 2. WBC will picket their funerals. WBC will humbly pray for God to visi more calamities upon West Virginia.
500 West Virginians made death threats against the peaceful missionaries of the Westboro Baptist church. The lord our God has promised to protect us and to avenge all the wrongs against us.
It is blasphemous and vain for Gov. Manchin and Sen. Rockefeller to boast that they will pass laws to keep anyone else from dying in mines. We warned you when we picketed the memorial service for the 12 at Wesleyan College in Buckhannon that God knows where all the mines are and has abundant resources otherwise to kill West Virginians.
To Gov Manchin and Sen Rockefeller, we say: You can do nothing when a sovereign God determines to visit a state or nation and punish them in His wrath for their sins.
God Hates West Virginia.
God Himself Has Now Become West Virginia's Terrorist."
As you can see they are a very open and loving church. It probably won't surprise you to know that this church is the same one that runs www.godhatesfags.com and www.godhatesamerica.com.
Here are some things from the later.
"Hell has room for them ALL!!!
Face it! They're in hell!
Almost four years ago, God Almighty struck this nation a direct, wrathful blow that you have ignored!! There is a gigantic hole where once stood the symbol of America's financial might, and all the preachers in this country can do is wring their hands and lie about how much God loves everyone.
God destroyed the WTC to punish America! Deal with it!
Bloody butcher Bush thinks he can distract from these facts by taking over Babylon with his fag army. As a result of his foolishness, body bags are coming home by the truckload.
Number of Americans who have entered hell as result of this bloody takeover of Babylon:
2,214
WBC Prays for it to be 222,214!!!
Your precious Virginia coal miners are in hell, America! You wailed and cried crocodile tears to God while you thought there was some hope they would be recovered, and as soon as they were all dead, you said what you really thought -- there is no God! Guess what? GOD KILLED THE COAL MINERS!!! He is punishing you stiff necked, heard hearted Americans at every turn, and yet you still worship feces eaters. There is no hope for you. Pope John Paul II, the Great Pedophile Pope, is in hell. No burning candles, no indulgences, and no prayers to Mary will change that. The new Pope Benedict, Pope of the Great Whore, will burn in hell with him shortly
These people are a perfect example of what dangers lay in the religious right. I can look up scripture myself and from what I remember from Revaltions the Antichrist will arise to power by manipulating the word of God. My money is that it will be someone from a group like this one. Hate in the name of God is the worse kind. We have a dangerous trend of self righteous morality going on right now. We only have to look back on the history of last century to see what can happen. In a presentation I had the pleasure to be at given by Dr. Bowers at first event last weekend she pointed out that Germany before the rise of the Nazi party was a very free place full of expression and experimentation. It was the movement towards the right and morality that gave us Hitler and his atrocities upon the human race. I hope history will not repeat itself.
Tuesday's tune
On nights like this
when the world's a bit amiss
and the lights go down
across the trailer park
I get down feel had
I feel on the verge of going mad
and then it's time to punch the clock
I put on some make-up
and turn up the tape deck
and pull the wig down on my head
suddenly I'm Miss Midwest
Midnight Checkout Queen
until I head home
and put myself to bed
I look back on where I'm from
look at the woman I've become
and the strangest things
seem suddenly routine
I look up from my Vermouth on the rocks
a gift-wrapped wig still in the box
of towering velveteen.
I put on some make-up
and some LaVern Baker
and pull the wig down from the shelf
Suddenly I'm Miss Beehive 1963
Until I wake up
And turn back to myself
Some girls they have natural ease
they wear it any way they please
with their French flip curls
and perfumed magazines
Wear it up
Let it down
This is the best way that I've found
to be the best you've ever seen
I put on some make-up
and turn up the eight-track
I'm pulling the wig down from the shelf
Suddenly I'm Miss Farrah Fawcett
from TV
until I wake up
and turn back to myself
Shag, bi-level, bob
Dorothy Hammil do,
Sausage curls, chicken wings
It's all because of you
With your blow dried, feather back,
Toni home wave, too
flip, fro, frizz, flop,
It's all because of you
It's all because of you
It's all because of you
I put on some make-up
turn up the eight-track
I'm pulling the wig down from the shelf
Suddenly I'm this punk rock star
of stage and screen
and I ain't never
I'm never turning back
Wig in a box from Hedwig and the angry inch
Its a fun song and I love that verse I made a bit bigger, it is the story of my new life. Lat weekend I had an eye opening experience of going to first event for the first time. I had hoped there would be more things for transsexuals but most of it was for crossdressers.
Before my transition I really hated cds and drag queens. While I still have some issues I have gotten better. I still have an issue with the drag queens who just like to do it to f with peoples heads. It their life I guess but it's an issue eventually I might work out.
I enjoyed listening to Marci's talk on surgery it made me really reconsider who I was going to for surgery. While I'm not going to her I'm glad I heard her take on things. I also got to spend the day with some great friends and by the end of the night was very thankful for what I got. It could be allot worse I could have only been able to go as far as they did and could still be very miserable indeed.
Sorry for so much in one night. Remember to be weary of hate mongers in preachers clothing, and to relish how interesting life can be.
Love to all and take care.
What the F$%#
The following is a few points from an actual "news release" from our "friends" at the Westboro Baptist Church, those loving Christian fellows.
"Thank God for 2 more dead miners. We wish it had been 200 rather than 2. WBC will picket their funerals. WBC will humbly pray for God to visi more calamities upon West Virginia.
500 West Virginians made death threats against the peaceful missionaries of the Westboro Baptist church. The lord our God has promised to protect us and to avenge all the wrongs against us.
It is blasphemous and vain for Gov. Manchin and Sen. Rockefeller to boast that they will pass laws to keep anyone else from dying in mines. We warned you when we picketed the memorial service for the 12 at Wesleyan College in Buckhannon that God knows where all the mines are and has abundant resources otherwise to kill West Virginians.
To Gov Manchin and Sen Rockefeller, we say: You can do nothing when a sovereign God determines to visit a state or nation and punish them in His wrath for their sins.
God Hates West Virginia.
God Himself Has Now Become West Virginia's Terrorist."
As you can see they are a very open and loving church. It probably won't surprise you to know that this church is the same one that runs www.godhatesfags.com and www.godhatesamerica.com.
Here are some things from the later.
"Hell has room for them ALL!!!
Face it! They're in hell!
Almost four years ago, God Almighty struck this nation a direct, wrathful blow that you have ignored!! There is a gigantic hole where once stood the symbol of America's financial might, and all the preachers in this country can do is wring their hands and lie about how much God loves everyone.
God destroyed the WTC to punish America! Deal with it!
Bloody butcher Bush thinks he can distract from these facts by taking over Babylon with his fag army. As a result of his foolishness, body bags are coming home by the truckload.
Number of Americans who have entered hell as result of this bloody takeover of Babylon:
2,214
WBC Prays for it to be 222,214!!!
Your precious Virginia coal miners are in hell, America! You wailed and cried crocodile tears to God while you thought there was some hope they would be recovered, and as soon as they were all dead, you said what you really thought -- there is no God! Guess what? GOD KILLED THE COAL MINERS!!! He is punishing you stiff necked, heard hearted Americans at every turn, and yet you still worship feces eaters. There is no hope for you. Pope John Paul II, the Great Pedophile Pope, is in hell. No burning candles, no indulgences, and no prayers to Mary will change that. The new Pope Benedict, Pope of the Great Whore, will burn in hell with him shortly
These people are a perfect example of what dangers lay in the religious right. I can look up scripture myself and from what I remember from Revaltions the Antichrist will arise to power by manipulating the word of God. My money is that it will be someone from a group like this one. Hate in the name of God is the worse kind. We have a dangerous trend of self righteous morality going on right now. We only have to look back on the history of last century to see what can happen. In a presentation I had the pleasure to be at given by Dr. Bowers at first event last weekend she pointed out that Germany before the rise of the Nazi party was a very free place full of expression and experimentation. It was the movement towards the right and morality that gave us Hitler and his atrocities upon the human race. I hope history will not repeat itself.
Tuesday's tune
On nights like this
when the world's a bit amiss
and the lights go down
across the trailer park
I get down feel had
I feel on the verge of going mad
and then it's time to punch the clock
I put on some make-up
and turn up the tape deck
and pull the wig down on my head
suddenly I'm Miss Midwest
Midnight Checkout Queen
until I head home
and put myself to bed
I look back on where I'm from
look at the woman I've become
and the strangest things
seem suddenly routine
I look up from my Vermouth on the rocks
a gift-wrapped wig still in the box
of towering velveteen.
I put on some make-up
and some LaVern Baker
and pull the wig down from the shelf
Suddenly I'm Miss Beehive 1963
Until I wake up
And turn back to myself
Some girls they have natural ease
they wear it any way they please
with their French flip curls
and perfumed magazines
Wear it up
Let it down
This is the best way that I've found
to be the best you've ever seen
I put on some make-up
and turn up the eight-track
I'm pulling the wig down from the shelf
Suddenly I'm Miss Farrah Fawcett
from TV
until I wake up
and turn back to myself
Shag, bi-level, bob
Dorothy Hammil do,
Sausage curls, chicken wings
It's all because of you
With your blow dried, feather back,
Toni home wave, too
flip, fro, frizz, flop,
It's all because of you
It's all because of you
It's all because of you
I put on some make-up
turn up the eight-track
I'm pulling the wig down from the shelf
Suddenly I'm this punk rock star
of stage and screen
and I ain't never
I'm never turning back
Wig in a box from Hedwig and the angry inch
Its a fun song and I love that verse I made a bit bigger, it is the story of my new life. Lat weekend I had an eye opening experience of going to first event for the first time. I had hoped there would be more things for transsexuals but most of it was for crossdressers.
Before my transition I really hated cds and drag queens. While I still have some issues I have gotten better. I still have an issue with the drag queens who just like to do it to f with peoples heads. It their life I guess but it's an issue eventually I might work out.
I enjoyed listening to Marci's talk on surgery it made me really reconsider who I was going to for surgery. While I'm not going to her I'm glad I heard her take on things. I also got to spend the day with some great friends and by the end of the night was very thankful for what I got. It could be allot worse I could have only been able to go as far as they did and could still be very miserable indeed.
Sorry for so much in one night. Remember to be weary of hate mongers in preachers clothing, and to relish how interesting life can be.
Love to all and take care.
Sunday, January 15, 2006
I have a dream too...
Tomorrow we celebrate the birthday of a great man. A brave man who didn't let discrimination stop him from pursuing his dream. Many of us in our community have felt a kinship to him and those like him that fought in the civil rights battles of the not so distant history of our country. I too have felt this, but when you look back hard at things their struggle was so much harder than ours, and while some of us like myself can escape the discrimination against our group, they couldn't hide the color of their skin like we can hide our birth gender.
I don't have to deal with everybody immediately knowing my situation. I can blend in with the crowd, something impossible for a person of color in the South of the 1950's. Yes there is allot of discrimination going on in our community, but it is mainly to our poc members. These poor souls don't have the paths open to them that seem to be there for most white tranny folk. You don't see many white tranny hookers living on the streets, just as you don't see allot of success stories about poc trannies transitioning and getting along in the world as most white folk do.
The problem is economic and social too. These folks don't have the money to traverse the wasteland any other way, and society has such a bugaboo up it's ass over people messing with their gender. This is where my dream comes in.
I have a dream that someday they can tell by a simple test while we are young if you are gender conflicted and do something about it then. That it doesn't matter what you used to be, but what you are today.
I have a dream that people one day will be able to express themselves freely in public, and not have to do it in some seedy backstreet drug infested bar that breeds despair and tragedy. Where same sex couples can hold hands as they stroll down the street as easily in Huntstown, Alabama as they do in Proveincetown. Were they can share a simple loving short kiss in public. ( no tongues guys ok, dudes kissing is hard enough on me as it is)
I have a dream that these conservative religious folks will stop worrying condemning everybody while trying to save to world, and just worry about their own fucking shit. Worry about little Johny who's smoking a joint after Bible study, or little Julie who's losing her virginity to that good boy from a good family down the road. Study your freaking bibles and read just the following teaching of Jesus "Let he who hasn't sinned cast the first stone." Sorry non-Christians I don't know your books so trust me on this on Jesus knew his shit, even if you don't believe he was God he was wise. If you all can worry about your own house and leave everyone else alone it would be a kinder world, and there would be less poverty, violence and dispare. If you didn't force folks to the shadows they can grow to their full potential and not fulfill the prophecy you have paved for them.
I'm done, time to get off my soapbox, and get on with my life. I hope I made you think and you can think of your own dreams to make the world a better place. For if we fail to dream of how good it could be we start to settle for the way we don't want it to be.
Love to all, take care.
I don't have to deal with everybody immediately knowing my situation. I can blend in with the crowd, something impossible for a person of color in the South of the 1950's. Yes there is allot of discrimination going on in our community, but it is mainly to our poc members. These poor souls don't have the paths open to them that seem to be there for most white tranny folk. You don't see many white tranny hookers living on the streets, just as you don't see allot of success stories about poc trannies transitioning and getting along in the world as most white folk do.
The problem is economic and social too. These folks don't have the money to traverse the wasteland any other way, and society has such a bugaboo up it's ass over people messing with their gender. This is where my dream comes in.
I have a dream that someday they can tell by a simple test while we are young if you are gender conflicted and do something about it then. That it doesn't matter what you used to be, but what you are today.
I have a dream that people one day will be able to express themselves freely in public, and not have to do it in some seedy backstreet drug infested bar that breeds despair and tragedy. Where same sex couples can hold hands as they stroll down the street as easily in Huntstown, Alabama as they do in Proveincetown. Were they can share a simple loving short kiss in public. ( no tongues guys ok, dudes kissing is hard enough on me as it is)
I have a dream that these conservative religious folks will stop worrying condemning everybody while trying to save to world, and just worry about their own fucking shit. Worry about little Johny who's smoking a joint after Bible study, or little Julie who's losing her virginity to that good boy from a good family down the road. Study your freaking bibles and read just the following teaching of Jesus "Let he who hasn't sinned cast the first stone." Sorry non-Christians I don't know your books so trust me on this on Jesus knew his shit, even if you don't believe he was God he was wise. If you all can worry about your own house and leave everyone else alone it would be a kinder world, and there would be less poverty, violence and dispare. If you didn't force folks to the shadows they can grow to their full potential and not fulfill the prophecy you have paved for them.
I'm done, time to get off my soapbox, and get on with my life. I hope I made you think and you can think of your own dreams to make the world a better place. For if we fail to dream of how good it could be we start to settle for the way we don't want it to be.
Love to all, take care.
Saturday, January 07, 2006
The birthday glut...
It still amazes me how many birthdays there are of folks around me during the months of January and February. It has to be the most concentrated amount all year. I start things off with a double on Jan 2 for my sisters hubby and my friend "J". Co's brothers long time girlfriends is the 5th. Then Courtney's son is the 6th,followed by my uncle on the 7th. The King, Elvis Presleyis the 8th and in my household growing up it was always a special event. I have my own to deal with on the 11th, followed by a co-workers on the 14th. Things slow down until we get to the 27th which is Co's brother's this time. My new friend "G" is the 2nd of February, Mom is the 13th, and finally my son's is the 24th. At one time I knew when in February Shel's is but we don't talk much anymore so I forget.
For me its odd having one's birthday at the beginning of the year, It just reinforces the whole idea of a new hope for the coming year and taking time to reflect on what was accomplished during the previous year and what still needs to be done.
Looking back to just a few years ago I figured I'd be done with surgery by now and working on finally reaching my full potential. While I haven't slayed that dragon yet, I am so very close to getting my hands on that "magical sword" that will help me cut the fuckers head off and shit down it's neck. In fact I may know by this time next week which would be an awesome birthday week present.
On the flip side of things if I go back to the time right after the 2 half-hearted attempts of transitioning in my late teens I could never could have imagined then being as far as I am today. I have come so much farther than I thought was possible back then. While I may not have taken care of the anatomy part I've more than taken care of being a woman part. Back then I figured unless I won the lottery my fate would be as an outcast streetworker living in an alley somewhere. I've been able to live, work, relate, and even play hockey as a woman. Hell I even had a job driving a God Damn Zamboni as a woman, a job I always wanted but never had the balls to go after as a man. I've come a long way baby and even though there are many miles left to go I'm going to sit down, be proud and soak in the good in all those I've already traversed and lived to tell about.
The past year also found me finally coming to the realization I wasn't going to make the kind of $ I made as a man, at least not yet. For now I've chosed likeing my job and the people I work with over more $. Yeah I could be living a more comfortable life, but it would cost me some things I wasn't willing to pay anymore. Eventually I will find my path to a job that will bring both happiness and money, but not until I slay the big dragon. I need to focus and slay only one dragon at a time.
I also in the last year finally came to terms with the ending of a long time romance I had hoped would have gone on forever. Fortunately we found a way to end it as great friends on a good note. Hopefully the new year will find both of us in new relationships that bring us the happiness we both deserve and will allow us to still remain the close friends we are today.
A big happy birthday wish to all of you who happen to share and early year birthday. May you get all that you need, and even some of what you want too.
Love to all and take care....
For me its odd having one's birthday at the beginning of the year, It just reinforces the whole idea of a new hope for the coming year and taking time to reflect on what was accomplished during the previous year and what still needs to be done.
Looking back to just a few years ago I figured I'd be done with surgery by now and working on finally reaching my full potential. While I haven't slayed that dragon yet, I am so very close to getting my hands on that "magical sword" that will help me cut the fuckers head off and shit down it's neck. In fact I may know by this time next week which would be an awesome birthday week present.
On the flip side of things if I go back to the time right after the 2 half-hearted attempts of transitioning in my late teens I could never could have imagined then being as far as I am today. I have come so much farther than I thought was possible back then. While I may not have taken care of the anatomy part I've more than taken care of being a woman part. Back then I figured unless I won the lottery my fate would be as an outcast streetworker living in an alley somewhere. I've been able to live, work, relate, and even play hockey as a woman. Hell I even had a job driving a God Damn Zamboni as a woman, a job I always wanted but never had the balls to go after as a man. I've come a long way baby and even though there are many miles left to go I'm going to sit down, be proud and soak in the good in all those I've already traversed and lived to tell about.
The past year also found me finally coming to the realization I wasn't going to make the kind of $ I made as a man, at least not yet. For now I've chosed likeing my job and the people I work with over more $. Yeah I could be living a more comfortable life, but it would cost me some things I wasn't willing to pay anymore. Eventually I will find my path to a job that will bring both happiness and money, but not until I slay the big dragon. I need to focus and slay only one dragon at a time.
I also in the last year finally came to terms with the ending of a long time romance I had hoped would have gone on forever. Fortunately we found a way to end it as great friends on a good note. Hopefully the new year will find both of us in new relationships that bring us the happiness we both deserve and will allow us to still remain the close friends we are today.
A big happy birthday wish to all of you who happen to share and early year birthday. May you get all that you need, and even some of what you want too.
Love to all and take care....
Monday, January 02, 2006
Beginning the new year by taking it hard in the rear...
Hey it's a bright new year with a good possibility that I reach a lifelong goal so I gotta experience new things no? I experienced a rock hard painful,embarassing, yet comical experience right in the backside to begin what hopefully will be the best year of my life. I never imagined the force and the hardness of the experience, not to mention just how much it hurt, and how quickly it would be done. It wasn't a satisfing experience by any means and I really can't say I want to do it ever again, never mind soon, but I just went with the moment and decided to just go with it once things got going.
Now I know what you're all thinking, sweet innocent, ex-Sunday school teaching, soccer mom looking little Ash talking about anal sex? No you perverts! I was sledding with my daughter showing her how to steer the sled, when I hit a rock the sled stopped and I came down hard on the rock right on my right cheek. I'm lucky it wasn't an inch to the left or I would have broken my tailbone or literally rip myself a new one. I couldn't decided whether to laugh or cry when it happened so I ended up doing both at the same time. It hurt like Hell and I'm left with a nice deep black and reddish bruise on my bottom and my pride is a bit hurt.
Hopefully when bad things happen to me and those around me during the year I can take it like I did this, knowing it's ok to cry as long as I remember to laugh at myself too. I am due for a good year and hopefully this will be the one. I hope all of you have a great year too, and get your minds out of the gutter.
Love to all, take care, and enjoy the start of a new year filled with new; possibilities, friendships, and experiences.
Now I know what you're all thinking, sweet innocent, ex-Sunday school teaching, soccer mom looking little Ash talking about anal sex? No you perverts! I was sledding with my daughter showing her how to steer the sled, when I hit a rock the sled stopped and I came down hard on the rock right on my right cheek. I'm lucky it wasn't an inch to the left or I would have broken my tailbone or literally rip myself a new one. I couldn't decided whether to laugh or cry when it happened so I ended up doing both at the same time. It hurt like Hell and I'm left with a nice deep black and reddish bruise on my bottom and my pride is a bit hurt.
Hopefully when bad things happen to me and those around me during the year I can take it like I did this, knowing it's ok to cry as long as I remember to laugh at myself too. I am due for a good year and hopefully this will be the one. I hope all of you have a great year too, and get your minds out of the gutter.
Love to all, take care, and enjoy the start of a new year filled with new; possibilities, friendships, and experiences.
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