The TGIF – Tranny, Gay, It’s Showtime, Family

Tranny:

Mark your calendars bitches.

Now only if I can lure Stella’s ass over to LA for this weekend. *ponders*

Gay:

It has been brought to my attention that a certain bit of information in my post yesterday was incorrect. The “G” in “FYI GWM” actually means “gay” – which is actually more appropriate for California. Back in Tucson, the personal ads I would scan have the “G” and/or “GL” as good-looking, so when I saw that yesterday morning, I immediately thought of good-looking. Good-looking or gay, it’s still a tacky piece of shit for a license plate.

It’s Showtime:

I’m extremely excited for the Morningwood & The Sounds concert at the House Of Blues this evening. I’ve had this itch to see both bands in the flesh for some time now. I’ve read that Morningwood always delivers an amazing live show. I actually got a glimpse of what kind of shenanigans they get into when I saw them for a quick moment at last summer's Street Scene. As far as The Sounds go, their tune “Song With A Mission” has been stuck on repeat in Betina’s CD deck since this morning. It’s quite embarrassing really. Oh well, I know I will have a great time no matter how good or bad the show is – or shall I say, even with the fact that I will have to make my way through that horrendous and, I’m sure, overly crowded “twenty-one and over” section for a frickin’ beer. Yuk-o.

Family:

Last year at this time I was talking to my mom via phone at least four times a week. Now, I barely talk to her four times a month. I had gotten an e-mail from her this morning that was a bit depressing, but a very practical one at that. There are a few legal matters she wants to clear up between her, my siblings and myself. This should be quite tricky because my younger brother and her are no longer on speaking terms and my pregnant sister isn’t taking life seriously right now so who knows if she will even be mature enough to handle this situation. All of this made me a bit worried, so I called her this afternoon to discuss a few things. It was nice talking to her again and hearing the fire in her voice when she gets passionate about something. I listened to her, caught up on her health status, gave her some advice and eventually made plans for her to visit me here in San Diego. I won’t be getting my hopes up, but it would be cool if this chat was a beginning step on getting our relationship back to where it was.