Hometown Hedwig

Sorry about the environmental drama of my last post. It's just that this issue has been eating at me for most of my life and it actually feels good to get it out in the open. I feel that a weight has been somewhat lifted. But enough of that, I couldn't stand to have my last entry of the week be depressing, its the fuckin weekend for fucks sake. So here's a little happy story......

Earlier this week I got home from work and Scooby's fuck buddy, Jimmy was over. Well he frequents our little pub "The Heidelberg" in Saginaw alot more than we do since he used to live only a couple of blocks away. Well it struck me to ask him about Dixie and if in fact she used to be a man. Oh boy, this question got Jimmy really going. Not only did he confirm that Dixie used to be a man but he knew her before "the chop". I guess she had her last operation about a year ago and that she's a real wacky chic. He's not sure if all her storys are true considering that she claims to know Elton John. There's also some disagreement about where she had her last surgery, She claims she went to Thailand or someplace like that and some other guy says that's not true, that she had it done in Colorado. She even let Jimmy inspect her new vagina and he gave her a thumbs up.

She also told Jimmy that she used to play in a band which was kinda popular in Europe. He didn't think that was true until he heard her play guitar and he said that she can really rock. I swear the more I hear the more I like Dixie. We need to start going to the Berg more often cuz I think Dixie would make a great new friend. I'm so bored around here most of the time, I could really use some colorful people in my life.

Colorful people make my soul fly.

Hello Trannie

God I'm so fuckin tired! We went out last night for drinks and karaoke and ended up closing the bar again, which is actually normal for us. We had a good time, I played a couple of games of pool and lost both. Pool is hit or miss with me, either I play pretty good or lousy. Last night was a lousy pool playin night. Dixie was there again, she's the one that we think is transexual but not sure. She was just dressed in a t-shirt and jeans this time and was playing pool and singing karaoke. The guy I played pool with was kinda dissing Dixie, but then she kicked his ass three times at pool, ha ha. Then he made a comment about wanting to see her breasts and without hesitation she lifted her shirt and showed us her big floppy boobs. This kinda confused me because they looked so natural, not like the fake boobs you see these days. Dixie then told us about her career in the army and fighting in the Gulf war and being in Germany when the wall came down. She also told us the sad story about how her son had just lost his life in Iraq.

Trannies and A message from God

Man, I don't know what it is, but going back to work after a long weekend is, well, depressing. I'm like a kid going back to school, I just don't want to do it, but once I get back into the swing of things I kind of even out. We had a boring uneventful weekend. We managed to repair the sagging front porch and get it level and even managed to get about 3/4 of the shingles put on. Yea!

Went out to "The Berg" for drinks Sunday night and Scooby sang his heart out again. There were quite a few people out at the bar that night, lots of new and different faces. Saw this woman there with our local trannie Jolene. This woman was very homely, dressed in what I'd call a second hand lowcut gown/dress and had the biggest boobs I've seen on such a scrawny woman. I went out on the patio and found my friend Joe chatting with her so I joined them and found out her name was Dixie. What was so shocking was when Dixie talked a big ole boot fell out. She had one of the deepest voices I've ever heard come from a supposed female. After Dixie went back inside, I asked Joe, "Did Dixie used to be a guy?" and he replied,"I was wondering the same thing." I'm guessing that she was a he at one time, but who knows. I hope Dixie had a good time at the Berg and hope to see her again, and her big ass boobs.

I don't think I've mentioned this but we live across the street from a Lutheran Church. They have a sign out front which about once a month they post different inspirational and sometimes quirky messages. This last one hit a little to close to home, it read..."Staying in bed shouting "OH GOD" doesn't constitute going to church". My first thought was, "Oh Shit, did they hear me and Scooby getting it on last week when we had the windows open. I don't know if it's coincidence or what, but its got me thinking that we better close the windows when we plan on playing the hokey pokey from now on. Yikes!

I haven't mentioned coming out at work cuz it didn't happen. I looked in the newspaper and found my father's birthday announcement and I guess for lack of space they only printed the children and not their spouses. It was really no big deal since I only see my crewleader maybe once a month and my coworkers a couple of times a year. Work has a employee directory that they update yearly and several years ago I filled it out naming Scooby as my spouse but I noticed that they never did add him to my info.. When I first started working here I did go out once with the guys from work. We all met over to our crewleaders house for a few beers and considering that they all had a gay joke to tell, I'm sure they figured that I was gay and told the jokes to see if it would get a rise out of me. It of course didn't, but then I never went over for drinks again either. Considering that it was about a 45 min. trip to get back home, I had a good excuse not to go back.