by Rajkhet Dirzhud-Rashid -
SGN A&E Writer
I don't like boxes. I am human. Boxes make me feel confined and not able to be my true self. I don't like people who like boxes, because they're usually uninteresting and have little imagination. That's my story, and I'm sticking to it. And, speaking of boxes and the people who like them, honey, is the world going nuts, or what?
Me and my love slave/honey bunny attended this town hall meeting on healthcare, hoping to get some answers and speak our minds on how we feel natural healthcare and preventive healthcare - something we both practice to keep us fit and happy enough for all of the in-the-sheets shenanigans we get up to - only to find ourselves in the middle of a mini war. Folks were yelling out ridiculous things at Congressman McDermott, who to his credit strode valiantly on (though we weren't overly impressed with what he told us about what's to come from the other Washington), and a man and woman with opposite views nearly came to blows. Luckily, this one did not see any guns - yes, there's a group of these wackos who think they "have the right to bear arms" anywhere they damned well please - but me and honey bunny headed for the exits anyway, being much stirred up and a little afraid.
Ah, but we had a great dinner at this inexpensive and unpretentious little burger place in the U-District, went home, mellowed from the harsh meeting and my honey's getting a parking ticket earlier (more of "monkey month" acting up, dahlings) and had wowza sex at The Digs.
So it all ended well, my little flower petals, at least for us.
We also got dual makeovers, getting "smoky eye" looks at Sephora in Westlake on our recent "day of beauty" when that one and yours truly (in her grrl drag) took that one's day off to have some fun and pick up samples for this very column. Big hugs and honking huge thank yous to the folks at Sephora and Nordstrom for being so welcoming to my honey and me and accepting of two very out-of-the-box Trans folk. Now if only the whole world were like those folks, there wouldn't be such fuss over referendums and healthcare, now would there? No sirree, Barbara!
Also, this one has been noting that my black sisters are still being mostly Grinches on the Metro of late and wondering what bus-riding Seattle can do to bring more smiles to these lovely lasses' faces. How about a cheery greeting, or actually making eye contact and smiling a huge, hearty one when you get on a bus where a sistah is driving, eh? You never know, grrls, that chocolate lady might end up being the love of your life, and if nothing else, you'll probably make her day. Enough with the hating and meanness that's going around, and to a certain, particular meanie this one's had to deal with lately: "kimi manuku," "pedicobo ego vos et irrumbo" and "kess ohtak akhou charmouta." Get over yourself, already.
So, what has this one been doing and trying, besides doing my sweetie like a wild bunny top and getting me and that one ready for fall (our fave season, honeys!) and dealing with soap opera vixens? Well, I have been staying up much too late watching the lovely, big-screen telly my ex gave me and enjoying the hell out of Canadian TV, particularly The Tudors, and the late-night CBC movie. Looking forward to catching Being Erica (which seems to have some Lesbian themes, yippee!) and The Border, a yummy-looking action show going for another season, looks like. Ain't cable great, babies? Yep!
Also got another look-see at some cute firefighters who once again showed up at The Digs, for heaven knows what reason and smiled at them from my little window on the world. I am also adoring the cute new grrls working at the Online Cafe (where this one does her computer thang until a new one comes this one's way, probably via The Fabulous Brother, who this one intends to ask ASAP), especially the just plain biteable redhead that showed up the other day to check this one out. Computers ain't the only thing good about that place, my dears, and we like the scones too, hotcha!
So, what have I tried that I want to share with you? Well, on our little "day of beauty," I picked up samples of Frederick Fekkai's Coif for sweetie, to help that one hold a cute, banged 'do when she's a grrl, and honey, this stuff's amazing. And I tried Dr. Brandt's Time Arrest moisturizer for la face, which is amazing too. Both can be acquired at Sephora, my dears, along with the most tasty shadows and liners and mascaras for fall's "smokey-eyed" look. For that look, Wet'nWild's Wicked Mega Eyes shadow is good too. Get that at Bartell's or Walgreens.
Also, last but not least, viva John Hughes, who passed from this world to the next a coupla weeks ago. Hope there's a party going on wherever you are, dear. That's it for now, my sweet mint cookies, and do try to be nicer to each other out there, whether you're driving or just walking around. Remember, we all live on this planet together, and it is my firm belief that we're all here to learn something, not just take up space, so open your mind, leave the boxes for cookies and cereal, and take some risks of the heart, already. You've no one to blame but yourself if, at the end of it all, you're left alone and cranky with no hand to hold but your own, and there are millions of other folks out there to hold hands with, so hop to it, Jose and Josephina, time's a-wastin'! Peace out, kiss kiss, and buhbye for now. And do feel free to e-mail me at firstname.lastname@example.org, whether it's to book a reading or just express yo'se'f.
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