Discipline.

i need to challenge myself to blog here more regularly because so many things keep happening.

i need to differentiate between The Year Of Living Audaciously; Having My Cake & Sharing It Too; Family Healthcare Crisis Conversation and The Puzzlement Laboratory.

i think they will each get their own blog.

i am collecting small saying to go on stickers and hopefully eventually buttons.

An example would be:  Not Just For Entertainment Purposes Only

another: Defining yourself by what you are not is a losing proposition.

Another: Chaos is not the lack of order; it is one's inability to perceive the order.

This last weekend up in NYC i managed to bake 10 cakes for the Que(e)ry V: Open Access fundraiser for QZAP- The Queer Zine Archive Project.  They scan past and present queer zines and transform them in to PDFs so they are accessible on the internet for viewing and download.   There are currently 400 of them available and about 1000 more need to be done.  The Queer Librarians efforts managed to raise over $1600 to help in the cause.
http://www.qzap.org/v6/index.php

http://queeryparty.tumblr.com/

i made 10 cakes to offer for donations and that was a lot of fun. Sitting and talking with different folks and getting to meet Anonymous Boy (Tony) and his partner (Ron)

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anonymous_Boy

i have been telling storied about this person i had never met since the early 90's when his work started to creep into my consciousness.  And then i started to meet people who actually knew him and they shared their stories of Tony's life.  His growing up in the burbs of NYC and his escapades as a queer punk kid. His meeting and falling in love with a much older man and the ensuing familial trials and tribulations.  Reinterpreting other people's recounting of other people's TRUE LIFE STORY is always a hoot.

Tony and Ron have been together for over 2 decades now, so that is what is so scandalous!  Tony says for their 25 Anniversary he wants Silver.

Other highlights of the evening included balancing the warm fuzzy drunken good will with the bewildered drunken, drug-ended stumble down the stairs revelers with the one lone obnoxious person who seemed genuinely interested in transgender issues at first but seemed to be working out issue around having both their parents being lawyers. The cross examinations were really frustrating.  The person finally said that they were being an asshole and they were drunk and i told them that i agreed and i thanks them for getting me angry because it keeps one on edge!

The weekend also included losing my brand newly made Masking Tape Wallet that had my DL, debit card and $ 5 Canadian in it.  This necessitated lots of things including having to go to the Credit Union at Fort Hamilton down by the Verrazano Bridge. With some Patience, Insistence and Persistence i managed to get past the Guards and on to the grounds.  i then had to wait 45 minutes because the CU lady had to take a lunch break necessitated by her colleague having quit a few weeks ago.  i then made it to NJ for $3.11/gal gas and had a relative breeze of a trip down US 1 and I95 to philly.

More later cuz right now i need to get showered, dressed, to the Mariposa Coop and over to Caleb's house to start the Sally Fallon Nourishing Traditions Poppy seed Cake for Thanksgiving.