A comment by a fellow Alumni of my high school,
“after the reunion, i see that we have all changed. apparently not as much as marty abernathy. whatever floats ones boat, or words to that effect….”
Not really sure if that’s a dig, or not. Pffffffffft. I don’t care, it made me laugh.
Some things, like sense of humor, just get better with age.
All those years of watching SNL just paid off.
When I go to work I can’t go in full femme mode so I just go extremely andro. Since I go through some pretty rough neighborhoods I just let everyone think what they will.
A couple of days ago I lost my battery charger, or so I’d thought. Today on the bus a fellow regular said “She turned it in, although she referred to you as a woman.” Following “Pat’s” lead I simply said “I get that a lot.”
Thanks Pat, you saved my ass!

If your say you love me, you should be able to show it in your words AND your deeds. Anything less is just flummery.
I feel like life is a crabwise slamdance.
crabwise KRAB-wyz, adjective:
1. Sideways.
2. In a cautiously indirect manner.