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Wednesday, January 21, 2009

There is no lifeguard in this end of the gene pool.

I was thinking about my family. Show business and all.

My Mom the stripper. What? They can have kids...not a particularly good idea, but it happens.

She ran the VIP booth at the school carnival, and was a riot at PTA. Yes, she wore fur. She would have had at the big eyed baby seals with her teeth and hands, if it meant she would wear fur.

I was six and strolled through the house draped in it. I drew the line at jewelry.

It swallowed me. I was a midget pimp. There is something inherently wrong in a young boy wearing expensive fur. Just ask the Vatican.

Of course I was never allowed a birthday at a firehouse, either, for obvious reasons. "Mom, get off the pole, for Christ's sake."

Breakfast, according to Mom and Dad and their strange jumble of entertainment friends, and kids too, was after work. We all had breakfast at 2 a.m. Didn't you?

Agents; acts, musicians, characters and criminals.

My people.

1 comment:

Cat said...

2 am breakfast was what I did when I first was out of my home alone - 18 - 19 years old - and then weekends - your childhood sounds colorful and believe it or not I am a bit envious since mine was pretty dull.

My new disclaimer...yeah I know.

Okay, the old disclaimer was tired. The ideas were outdated and keeping me stuck in a place I don't want to be anymore...so now for something more refreshing.

I have recently changed my views regarding women. Seems I had some issues with the fairer sex due to past pain and self- centered fear. (Yes...duh applies.)

I'm done with that.

Being in recovery has helped me change my entire life, perceptions and attitudes. I cannot change my history but I can change my today and my future.

I recently realized that the women I know in recovery are some of the strongest, bravest, most gentle and kind teachers I have ever had. You exemplify integrity and spiritual growth, and I hope you know who you are.

Some may know of my past marital and relationship history and been a participant in them as well. It's past and that's where it stays...in the past.

I own my part in those failures but claim no more responsibility in any misery you may be experiencing. I am sorry, but it's time to get off the cross. We need the wood.


Thank you all...