Can 2019 Help Me Find What I'm Looking For?
Sunday, December 30, 2018. Here I am, watching the first Indiana Jones flick, "Raiders of the Lost Ark", and retyping my final blog post of this calendar year on my new 10' tablet with a Bluetooth keyboard. I have had plenty of sleepless nights contemplating how to sum up my 2018 without probably boring the shit out of you, the reader of my blogpage. A lot can happen in only 365 days. We've lost a Bandit, a Queen and a Cranberry this year, to name a few people. I got to celebrate 20 years being an openly trans queen, and still have no regrets. Why should I? My hair was dyed multiple colors, also with no regrets. I'm still driving a cab in this town, which is both a blessing...and a dreaded curse. Of course, there's my long-awaited appearance running in the Forest City Pageant back in August. It became just my second-ever drag pageant since my coming out in 1998. I had gotten myself so damn hyped up over this that I eventually failed to prepare myself for w