Catching up, screwing all day,banging at night...

Ok I know it's been awhile and that title sounds a bit perverted, but anyone familiar with my blog knows a you can't judge a blog by it's title...

Screwing all day,banging at night...
I recently decided to build mom a deck for mothers day. I've never built a deck before, not even helped build one. I had an idea though in my little head and decided to go for it. So without any written plans or help from anyone, other than Court helping me by running a string to keep it straight I built a mighty nice deck. If I was more technically gifted I would post a picture on the blog, but I'm not. It was quite the ordeal getting all the decking down and gaped properly and my back was killing me from being stooped over screwing all the boards in with my drill.

The banging at night part comes from softball. It's been an odd season so far, I usually am great on defense and ok with a bat. This year I started on fire with the bat and have made a few defensive mistakes. I don't know if I've built muscle in my new department at work, or building the deck maybe, but I've never hit a home run in my life and have 2 of them so far this season. Of course we still haven't won a game, but it's not always about winning, it's about getting together with a bunch of lesbians smacking 1 symbol of male genitalia with an over sized phallic symbol. While we may suck on the field I enjoy hanging with my girls, it's really my only source of socializing I've been able to do in awhile. I need to get a life, start going out, move on with life before it's gone.

Speaking of doing things before life is gone I went to NYC the other day and took the test for Who Wants to be a Millionaire. I did this back in '04 but did not do so well, this time however I did very well. There were 30 of us there to take the written test and when it was done, it was just me and some older gentleman from Mass. New England representing in the NYC! I was estatic, the next step was a little interview which went ok, but not as good as I know I could have done. I was still so overwhelmed after passing the test and recovering from the turmoil in getting there on time. You see I may be smart enough to get on the show, but I'm not smart enough to get my way around on the subway. I wanted to go uptown on the red 1 line and ended up heading downtown. I got off the subway when I realized, left the station went back into what I thought was the right station and proceeded to get back on a downtown bound train. Man was I pissed, so I got off the next station and decided to read the station signs and discovered the uptown stations say "uptown" on them. What a concept, so I got on the right train and just made the test in the nick of time. Thank God I was familiar with the area and knew where to go when I got off the train. They said they would be sending me a postcard within the next few weeks telling me whether or not I'm in the contestant pool. I'm keeping the faith and staying positive hoping the positive thought will bring something positive. Negativity tends to only drain you and attract negative things so I'm trying like hell to keep those thoughts at bay. If I don't make it and I'm "too ugly for television" I'll just keep trying. It's hard when your a tranny sometimes though. Several people on the subway were smiling at me like they clocked me and I was there to entertain them. What am I some fucking sort of entertainment, thus my dislike of drag as a form of entertainment, people like myself who are just trying to live my life get seen as something to laugh at for no other reason than being different. Of course after thinking about it I did have my knitting bag with me as I am working on a baby blanket for a friend, on the bag "Middlesex Credit union." Maybe they did clock me and think it was funny that a tranny would be on the subway with a bag that said middlesex, hey I had a chuckle too.

Otherwise life is good, busy too, warm weather makes it harder to find the time to sit here and blog about things, but I'll try. I'll definitely let you all know when the postcard comes what they say. Hopefully I'll be able to go on the show and earn enough $ to get the boob job I've been wanting for awhile. Ok a boob job and taking my kids to Disney, what says family fun more than a bigger bra and a visit to the magic kingdom...

Love to all and of course take care...