Thursday, September 23, 2010

Why Reality Is Better Than Dreaming.

My dreams this morning involved an extension cord kit for a vibrator, and going outside on some pointless errand.  Outside, I encountered five or six of the biggest spiders ever: brown, furry bodies that were at least 3" long, combined with long, thin, spindly legs.  There was no one to help me avoid them.  They terrified me.

My reality this weekend will involve a date with my wonderful V., foods that are fit for kings, motel rooms, bondage, liquor, singing, my excellent friends, a new play partner, spending time with my own little family, and comfortable shoes.  . . . There'll almost certainly be a vibrator involved as well.

Reality trumps dreams by a lot.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

Don't Flee.

There's something I want to say to a lot of my friends, something about which I feel strongly.  It's something they may not want to hear, but I hope they (you) all read this and consider it.

MAKE SOMETHING OF WHAT YOU HAVE BEFORE TRYING TO FLEE SOMEWHERE "EASIER".

I feel the frustration of being a lone bastion of sanity in a sea of crazy.  BUT, I have also worked to gather around me other sane-in-the-right-ways people.  It galls me when they all talk of just up and disappearing to blend into a sea of people a little like them, with whom they may never form any lasting connections because they will be in a sea of people a little like them.

Adversity creates unity in people of like minds.  It's a small world here in Houston.  People know each other, often in surprising ways.  A person who knows no one in this town, who feels alienated and alone, can suddenly slide into an amazing social life through meeting one or two new friends.  It has to be like a godsend for some, especially younger people and transplants from elsewhere.  We have a community, and it will be less for your leaving.

Of course there's a self-serving element to this sentiment.  Some of us just can't go.  Some of us HAVE to make the most of where we are and what we've got.  I'm grateful to have all of you as best friends, just friends, friendly acquaintances.  You make my life better, and you regularly talk about what amounts to an exodus.  I think you'd be missing out.  You'd certainly meet some cool people and connect, make new friends.  I don't think you'd have anything near the community we have, where almost every new person is a good friend of someone you already know and love.  There's no reason for everyone to know everyone else of like mind when there is a sort of homogeneous like-mindedness across the whole town.  Please, ask yourselves these questions.  Is the grass that much greener in Austin, or Seattle, or Portland?  How will you be weird where weird is normal?  Are you really unhappy where you are?

If this sounds grumpy, it may well be.  I don't want to lose any of you to the Sea of Similarity.  I want us to continue being weird together.  <3