Here's an interesting thing. In the Fall I went to Montreal, to the "gay"village" to get the works.....super highlughts, feminine cute, beautiful makeup and the people who did such a marvelous job turning me into Marylin Monroe's younger sister were so nice, and accepting, and almost blase...that a bit of the thrill, the danger, was diminshed. As therainbow flags fly higher and more often across North America will that energy of doing something werboten kill the thrill as BB King sings?
Roosevelt speaks truth tothe girlyman