Friday, June 13, 2008

Like Cockroches & Cher!

Looking back on the past set backs of my life, I often would wonder why am I still here.

First I had to deal with Tourrette's or a tic (whatever the doctors or Netty want to call it).

Then I had to deal with being gay.

Then there was the HIV/AIDS diagnosis.

Even though all these things kept piling up, it wasn't until the seizure disorder that anything really was taken away from me. ( car, licence, some independence.) In spite of all of it, I am still here! Why?

Could it be just my nature? Could it be that when Mimi was on her death bed& we sat there just the two of us, I promised her it was OK to go be with Papa because I was going to be OK?

Who Knows?

And from this point forward after today, Who the hell cares!

I'm not going to let it rattle mt brain any more!

I'm just going to accept the fact that whatever gets thrown at me, I'm going to give it a good "cock" block and bulldoze forward.

All we have to do is add one more thing to the old adage. When a Holocaust strikes there are now going to be THREE things left standing:



Cockroaches



Cher



&




Kevin Matthew 'Freakin' Brady!

Dusting off Some Dusty!

Clousure With Netty!

Well thanks to Leslie Jordan, I think I can finally get over my clousure with Netty and our issues.

Listening to Mr. Jordan speak of his issues with his mother, I realized that was another thing we had in common. So I decided I would follow his lead to the best of my ability.

Netty is 65 years old and I am just wasting time trying to change her and get her to see things in my perspective. It just takes too much out of me and usually to no advil.

So the next time Netty and I squabble, I gonig to remind her that not only is she old and can't change her ways, but I am no longer a spring chicken either and as each day goes on I realize I am becoming the man I was destined to be. Therefore I can not be changed.

So we must work together and accept our differences and not try to change each others' ways.

Because as Sissy said in Sordid Lives:

"It ain't a workin!"

Thanks again Leslie Jordan for giving me the opportunity to see the error of my ways!

Depending On What Was Needed!

Yesterday, when I was sitting listening to Emmy winner Leslie Jordan as he was telling a story about buying underwear for a famous actress, I thought of the times when I assisted Mimi as well as a couple drag queens in buying some personal belongings. I’d tell you who the famous actress Mr. Jordan was talking about but I don’t have her permission, plus it gives you a reason to get off your butt and go buy his hysterical book.

But back to Mimi. When I was in college, I worked at Rich’s department store. One Tuesday, I took Mimi there shopping. Tuesday’s were senior citizen discount day. So with that 10% off from that and my 10% employee discount, Mimi got a good deal.

Well Mimi went in the ladies hosiery dept. and bought some pantyhose. When she got home she tried them on and was in love. Well from that day on she would call me at least twice a month to pick her up some more. I would always begged to put other things on the list as I did not want to go to the register with just ladies pantyhose. Plus, Mimi was not what you call petite, so I would constantly get teased by female co-workers for these purchases. My friend Denise even said to me on day, "Aw come on, Kev. You don’t have to lie we know they are for you."
"But Denise I said I’m a petite leg, what would I be doing with queen sized? "
"Use it as body stocking," she retorted.

If the embarrassment of shopping for hosiery was not enough. as Mimi got older her bladder got weaker. So she use to send me to the local drug store to pick her up some Depends. Again when ever she would place her order with me she only had that one product on the list and never needed anything else. Unfortunately, at this time department store and the job was long gone.
So I had to shop for the incontinent product amongst strangers. Well, to save myself the embarrassment of just buying the Depends, I would proceed to buy out half the store is crap I did not need.

I have to admit though, Mimi’s shopping assignments came in handy later in life. I was at a local gay bar to watch my friend David perform in a drag show. Well one of the queens didn’t have any pantyhose, so I offered to take her to the local Wal-Mart and pick her up some. Well, when we got there she was too embarrassed to purchase them, because like Mimi, she was not a petite girl. So I snatched the hosiery out of her hands and said, "Give’em here, I buy this size all the time for grandma!" I marched right up the register purchased the hose and we went on our merry way.

Unfortunately, my assisting drag queens was not 100% successful. As there was the time, I was at a party and there was a drag queen there who want to emulate Mariah Carey in her "Heartbreaker" days. You know the phase when she cut off the top of here jeans so they were low riding. Well, since I wasn’t driving that night, I had a few cocktails and offered my services to make the jeans up in Mariah’s style. Well, I cut a little too much off. I proceeded to cut the button off the top of the jeans. Well in hindsight, what I should’ve done was keep the button section on and just do a tuck under.

Well later that night, we all went into the city to a discotheque. That’s when we ran in to the drag queen, who was now three sheets to the wind and using at least half box of safety pins to hold her pants up. Whoops! So, I won’t be participating in the next season of Project Runway.