Later this month I’ll celebrate completing 63 trips around Sol. This year is special in the same way every birthday since 1998 has been- but also this will be my third 21st birthday.
When I was 25 I could not see living past 40. For all the reasons outlined in that post I lived only toward making it that far.
The gods laugh.
Aside from using recreational chemicals and leading (by example) a campaign to celebrate sex and sexuality in the midst of a pandemic, I focused on serving my communities:
Much of my work back then was as ‘a worker bee’ rather than being ‘front and center’. I worked retail jobs to cover living expenses. Having “career goals” seemed just setting myself up for disappointment. A Retirement Fund would be a waste of funds better donated to the ‘grassroots’ community groups actively serving immediate needs; the Aids Committee of Toronto, Toronto PWA, and others.
Various chronic conditions, some the result of my wild impetuous youth, now combine to strictly limit my physical & mental energies- while not meeting requirements for disability assistance. This is not said to suggest I don’t enjoy my current life. I really do.
Living to see the explosion of people able to live their truth and identify as everything from Queer to Non-Binary to Pansexual is such a blessing.
Being alive to meet my siblings’ children and grandchildren; each of them as brilliant, quirky and filled with unconditional love as my siblings and our parents (collectively “my biologicals“) an honour and privilege denied too many.
In oh so many ways life is good. After some very challenging years I’ve recently managed to arrange my finances such that I can work reasonable hours while covering the necessities, and even a tiny bit of luxury at times.
That being said, there are a number of younger LGBT/Queer folk who publicly profess their admiration and sense of gratitude for the work of my comrades and I.
As any starving artist will tell you, admiration and #gratitude are wonderful up to a point. Warm fuzzies don’t put gas in the tank. So I’m giving all y’all an opportunity to express your appreciation in a tangible way:
You might consider sending me something from my Amzn wishlist;
Or, to avoid giving your money to Jeff, try my Bookshop.org wishlist;
Perhaps an item from my TheGamecrafter Wish List?
Or else ‘buy me a coffee’ with a small donation through my Ko-fi Page.
My 2012 model Kia Forte is overdue for a replacement, and the new Kia Soul (in Blue with blacktop) looks delightful; anyone got 25K lying around?
BTW my snail mail and email addresses are posted on the bottom of Supporting Me.
Bucket List Things
I have two items that would be my ‘Make A Wish’ wishes if I knew I was terminal- well, we all are really, but you know, if I knew it was happening soon. One involves co-writing and hosting an hour long 6 contestant Mega Super Special WLIIA? Episode. The other is my simple request to have R&P suitably honoured. If any reader could make this happen, I would be eternally (should my essence permeate this universe that long) grateful.
Recently asked if there’s anyone offering video messages that I’d like to hear from, I scoped out that site. Aside from Paula and a couple of the WLIIA? cast* not really. There are a variety of actors, musicians and comics whose work I admire; but no one that I’d enjoy as much as their vids cost. Which is not slamming anyone for charging whatever amount they feel they’re worth. But for US$100+ I could replace (and upgrade) my 20 year old inkjet printer, or buy a WIN10 compatible film scanner.
*Greg Proops, Gary Anthony Williams, or Colin Mochrie. Conversely most of these peeps of some fame whose birthday blessings I’d really like are not, as far as I can tell, on Cameo.