I’m a little late because of the circumstances recounted in the previous two posts, but happy Pride Month. I’m your basic cis-het male ally, lost count of the gay/trans/lesbian people we rescued off the streets, but still trying to get a handle on how I can help more people. About the only orientation/sexuality we haven’t put up for a night or a month has been Ace/aro, because for some reason people who don’t have sex with anyone don’t get tossed out of their homes by their parents. We also put up a few pagan people who got told to leave their homes for many reasons. There was a lot of crossover between Pagan and the LGBTQA community sleeping in our house.
Which is why we take people in and give them a place to sleep and get a bath/shower and a bite to eat. Many times they show up on our doorstep with only the clothes on their backs and a toothbrush, sometimes without even the toothbrush. But we take them in anyway, because we do what we can. Unless they are violent or otherwise disrespectful to other members of the house they have a place to stay. This is how we celebrate Pride in this house.
I was up late last night and early this morning to work the HRC booth at Dallas Pride Day. I only had about 8 oz. of coffee this morning compared to my usual 32, meaning I was seriously caffeine-deprived all day. This lead to getting off the bus at the wrong stop and having to walk about 2 miles to get to Lee Park this morning. With the way my back has been that was not a very good idea as I was already in pain and tired when I got there, late, with next to no idea of how to get into the park. Where the entrance was last year was not where the entrance was this year leading to more walking around the park going the wrong way to find the place to pay to get in. Yep, the volunteers running the booths had to pay to get in.
I found a few things that were slightly interesting, the city of Vancouver BC had a booth promoting the city. And I found one of the interns that used to treat me at the Parker School of Chiropractic is setting up a practice much closer to WoaB World HQ in the Beautiful Suburbs of hell than the 3.5 hour one-way trip from WoaB to Parker School of Chiropractic.
Something else interesting is I got a coupon for a free burger and got a free 6 oz chocolate shake from a new restaurant. Before I give out the name to this restaurant I’m going to try the food so I can say if it’s worthy of your food dollars, because I can’t be bought with just a small milkshake and a free hamburger. If you want a good review from me there are only two ways to do it, lots of free food, I mean weeks worth of free food, or you have to serve good food with good service. Take it from me the good food with good service is going to be easier than showering this cyclist with free food. Of course if someone wants to see if they can get a good review with mass quantities of free food I’m not going to say “Don’t try”, heck yeah go for it.
On another front, Wells Fargo has given us the instructions on how to pay off the mortgage so we don’t have it hanging over our heads as Mrs. the Poet goes into retirement. so tomorrow morning I’m going to the bank and following those instructions to the letter and letting my bank record the transfer of funds so that there is no doubt that Wells Fargo has been paid as requested. Since my “bank” is actually a credit union which makes me a part owner of the “bank” they are more responsive to m than a typical bank would be. Also funneling over $70K through them in a single lump sum makes them a bit more responsive to my needs. I really expect to see some major interest payments coming from that $70K deposit.
I took a break in composing this post to go to evening services and see how the people doing evening service handled a seasonal service in their tradition. The answer is pretty well. Part of the reason I didn’t go “Yay! wonderful” is they moved the handoff between their dealer of death and the culler of herds all the way up to the Equinox, which is way too early. Some Wiccans and Northern Traditions have this at Samhain, others especially certain Celtic traditions have it at Winter Solstice with the battle between the Oak and Holly Kings. IMHO especially in a place like Texas handing over the reins to Death in their many aspects at the Autumnal Equinox when temperatures finally fall below 90 as a high on a regular basis is silly, beyond silly really.
In Sprint T news I will be purchasing this body to mock up the frame with and use as the base for the simulator. At this point there is no solid delivery date on the body.
And since I’m still tired and sore, I will cut this post off here.
PSA, Opus the unkillable badass Poet