when i look back...boy i must have been dreaming

Tonight I reminisced with my mom and step father about old school entertainment. For me, old school is early '90's. Obvs this means that I'm showing my age, or lack thereof, but I don't even care. And here's why:

My idea of classic entertainment, other than Hitchcock classics as I was educated to appreciate in my last semester of undergraduate school, is centered around gay themed media. Eddie Izzard, The Bird Cage (American version), and Elton John. I want me some Elton sunglasses, and I almost bought some at WalMart yesterday but thought better of it due to the current association of white rimmed sunglasses nowadays and also I am wary of spending money at WalMart. Eddie Izzard is still fucking funny: "I live for the noise!!" ....and though I read a sobering article about Robin Williams' life today at the Sprint store (where I sat for three hours while they attempted to form my new account and the number is still not ported over from Verizon fourteen hours later, i.e. I can make calls on my new phone but only receive them on the old one...wtf?) I still have a deep appreciation for his role as Nathan Lane's partner in The Bird Cage. "What too swishy?" says Nathan Lane. To which Williams replies, "No, I just never realized John Wayne walked like that." My grandparents introduced me to that film, which my mother denies wholeheartedly and contends that she should have known of my lesbianism at the first sign of my appreciation for gay themed comedy. Can we just say, "I never wear shoes, because they make me fall down," ?. Anyway, my point in sharing all of this is that sometimes, you have to remind yourself where you came from to realize where you're going. That is what this day has been about.

1. Ridding myself completely (well almost) of an ex-bitch-of-a-girlfriend. And getting something good out of it. In this case, a sweet phone. (because sometimes that's the only explanation you can give yourself).
2. Listening to Elton John's Honky Cat and remembering that I first listened to that song as an eight year old child playing Fairy Tale computer games on my grandma's computer when my crazy Aunt Chrissy visited during Christmas. I think the name of the computer game was "Mother Goose and Friends." But, I've never been good at remembering names of stuff. Turn left at the BP onto North Avenue becomes turn left when it seems like the right thing to do.
3. Comedy only ever makes sense when it hits a comforting nerve. But sometimes all you have is a laugh, so enjoy it.
4. Working as a grocery clerk reminds me of late nights at my high school job at the local fast food restaurant; good times with a mop and bucket. Humming tunes while listening to funny stories told my co-workers. And consistently reminding myself that things could be a lot worse but that soon I will have more options for career-oriented happiness. Yay! Social Work!! and Brokeness!!!
5. Having the highlight of a day be something completely random, like talking to Darlene at Sprint for an hour and chatting it up about New Orleans and college and parents. Thanks Darlene, you made my day!

And I think it's gonna be a long long time....mumble mumble....I'm a Rocket Man! It doesn't matter what he says there...because I know it already. In other words, if you don't really know what I'm talking about in this post, it's ok...just go with it but be sure to move both your legs and arms when you dance.

Much love,
Bertha