Homophobia

Homophobia

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.

I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.

I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.

I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.

We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.

I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

I am the woman who died when the EMTs stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual. (yes, this actually happened)

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didnt have to always deal with society hating me.

I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.

I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.

I am the person ashamed to tell my own friends im a lesbian, because they constantly make fun of them.

I am the boy tied to a fence, beaten to a bloody pulp and left to die because two straight men wanted to "teach me a lesson"

I am the gay male student that had to switch to another high school on my senior year, because I told my teachers that I was gay. One said that I was going to hell the other wanted to cure me.

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The Vegas Diaries

Checkout Day 

So yeah it's checkout day, a real bummer......we just can't seem to wake up.....let alone think of packing.........no late checkout   wtf........

Walking through the lobby and casino while swigging out of a bottle of KetleOne...little did anyone know, but it really was only water........Oooo but the stares we got!

So we store our luggage, and well just hang out in the casino gambling and drinking, I know big surprise right!

Get to the airport with an excess amount of time to kill, so we gamble and drink (imagine that)  only this time we have to pay for a drink, WTF??   $6.25 for a small draft beer served with a hefty dose of bad attitude!

Still have time to kill, as the plane is LATE.....so we just sit on the floor laughing and reminiscing about or trip!

Plane ride home   SLEEP!!!!!  although very turbulent.......there was barely time to hit the laboratories!

Back in KC.........Brandon drops Becky and Bobby off and then the rest of us meet up at OutaBounds for a drink (hahaha)  Closed down OutaBounds and headed for a last drink or 5 at MB's....of course we closed that bar down, came back to the house and drank some more!

Back to REALITY   Vacation is OVER!

The Vegas Diaries

Day 3

Wow our last full day and night........Time really does fly!

8:00am  Douggie arrives back to the hotel from, A....A....Andy's....yeah Andy

8:30am   Leon arrives back to the hotel, from god knows where, but had polish sausage breath!

9:00am   Becky goes down to the pool for some Breakfast (can you guess?)

12:00pm   Becky, Douggie, Bobby and myself go to the Buffet at TI for lunch.

1:00ish    Lindsey, Leon and myself decide to venture back out on the strip to see the things we missed the day before, mainly the white tigers at MGM.  Everyone else either naps or gambles

2-5pm   Lindsey, Leon and myself have made it no further than MGM, we saw one white tiger sleeping and a bunch of fish behind the front desk, by now we realize we don't have time to go any further down the strip, so we just stay and gamble on the penny slots!!  Guess what, Cocktail servers avoid the Penny Slots   LOL

5:15pm   We are rushing back to the hotel as we need to leave by 6pm for our night out on the town for Becky's Birthday

6:15pm   We are all showered dressed and ready for our night out, We take 2 Cabs to the Stratosphere where we are having Dinner before the show........Dinner Buffet had Steak and Crab legs.......I didn't make it past either of those two items,  AWESOME!

8:00pm    We head up to the Show at the Stratosphere, "American Superstars"

8:30pm    Cocktail(s) in hand the Show begins with Elvis, then Brittney, Christina, Tim McGraw, and finished with Michael Jackson.......This one girl who was not "all there" thought all the stars where for REAL, and she was obviously in lust with Michael, as she kept trembling, screaming, waving T-shirt and roses trying to get his attention.......the fear in his eyes say enough, he's scared!!.......She had fun though and that's all that mattered to her, and the rest of us, including Elvis had a nice long laugh!

9:45pm   The show ends and we go out front for a last cocktail and some pictures, Becky has hers taken with Tim McGraw........but guess what?   NO Michael!  I think he was afraid to come out front........Stalkers with markers can be deadly!   "I LOVE YOU MICHAEL"   "WHOOOOOOOOOOOA"     The line is to long to go to the top of the Stratosphere, so yes you guessed it we went to the casino to play slots and have more drinks!   "WHEEL OF FORTUNE!"

11:00pm   We catch a couple of Taxi's to KRAVE the only alternative nightclub on the strip, located at The Paladin Hotel.

11:10pm   Our Limo arrives at KRAVE, our driver was nice enough to drop us off at the front door!

11:25pm   ...........Where the hell are Becky, Lindsey and Bobby??    Come to find out their driver was not so nice, and dropped them off at the main hotel entrance, prolly close to a 1/4 mile or more away......

11:30pm    Our party is complete and we are greeted by none other than Davey Crocket!  He quickly escorts us into the club and tells us he is upgrading us from a VIP couch to a VIP cabana!  That was a nice surprise as we had much more room than we would have on a couch!

Time is of no importance from here on out!

We Start with a round of cocktails, a round of shots and a bottle of Champagne!  Every thing in the bar is $5, yes EVERYTHING!  Our Server was VILLY, billy with a "V", from Hawaii......and our VIP host for the night was Trevor, I swear to god he looked like Ashton Kushner , he was extremely HOT.........needless to say we drank and drank and drank because we knew we had to spend at least $250 which was the minimum for the VIP Couch..........needless to say our bill was close to $400, but good times were had, and it was definitely worth it!       The boys in Cabana 1 were CUTE, so drunk me gives them my room key and invites them to the hotel for an after bar!   Lord I was drunk!

Lindsey throws her leg out in traffic and gets us a couple of taxis back to the hotel...

PASS OUT

Hours later Lindsey wakes up to these guys walking into our room, and promptly asks them to leave..................

To be continued!

The Vegas Diaries

DAY 2

2:30am    Douggie arrives back at the hotel, SOBER

8:30am    Lindsey gets to the Hotel room (just arrived from KC)

9:00am    Becky and Lindsey go to the pool for poolside breakfast (aka strawberry daiquiris

12:30pm   Becky heads off to see family, the rest of us set off on foot to see the strip.

.............how many hours does it take to pass Ceasers Palace??

3:00pm     We finally pass Ceasers, and Becky catches up......we continue gambling and drinking our way down the strip.

?:??pm    (time very vague from this point on)  We make it to New York New York and Ride the Manhattan Express!  It's a blast.  Leon lost all color as well as since of direction!  Took the monorail back to the hotel as Becky was scheduled for a tournament.

7:00pm   Becky enters the Texas Holdem Tournament and the rest of us just drink and doze.......(Becky made it to like 20 out of 40)

7:30pm    We go down to see the Sirens of TI show out on the lagoon (cocktails in hand) it's an awesome(and free)show and I totally recommend seeing it.  Hot women and hotter men!

10:15ish   We dress up and head to Tangerine (the hotels night club) Burlesque Girls dancing on the bar top, A list people.....a better view of the show (from the pirates side) This is where I fell in love with a Parrot, his name was Polly........"Polly wanna C%^$*&" Also met some really cool, but drunk girls from LA.  Bobby ends up leaving with one of them. 

12ishAM   The rest of us head back to the room to get ready to hit the "Fruit Loop"........and this is where 2 days of drinking BOURBON catches up with me!  I decide I want to go gamble some more and not go to the bars, normally this would not in itself present a problem, except for that BOURBON thing.......I kinda forgot to put on pants, and had Becky's high heel shoes on, with my black socks, a jager T-shirt and some junk out the trunk business going on.........I'm told I had to be tackled in the hallway numerous times as I was determined to make it to the Casino. (I do have rug burns)

1:00ishAM  PASS OUT

To be continued..........

The Vegas Diaries

So as promised, here is the best I can recount of "DAY 1"

11:30am  Bloody Mary's and Margarittas at OutaBounds.............Leon's Oakleys!

12:30pm  Shaunna's Warp Speed ride to the airport!

2:00 pm   Southwest knows how to pour a cocktail, and another, and another.....Is Vodka Cranberry suposed to be "clear"........Madison, Rhonda and Mr Big Arms, Thank you for getting us fucked up before we ever hit Vegas.

?:??pm    Time lines are very vague from here on out......Limo to the hotel......can you stop at a liquor store?  **screeching tires**  Will this do?  30 minutes later Douggie and Leon arrive back at the Limo with a bottle of Veuve, KettleOne and Jager...mind you there was a cocktail in Douggies hand, as well as the limo drivers!

?:??pm    Arrive at Treasure Island Resort  (119 degrees)  Check in.

?:??pm    After waiting 30 minutes for our Luggage to arrive, it finally arrived...Dropped off luggage in Becky's room, then entered our room (connecting rooms)  Bellman opens closet to get the baggage stand out of the closet.  Leon comes out of the closet!  WITH a COCKTAIL"

?:??pm     Went down to the casino for a free drink (meaning gambling) had several!!   Douggie wins a $500 chip and calls for a limo to take us to Freemont Street.

?:??pm      Limo is trying to find us the nicest resturant he can get us into, mind you we were in shorts and flip flops.   Douggie: "It worries me that our driver is on his cell phone while driving"   DRIVER:  "I'am trying to find you a resturant per your request"  Minutes later DOUGGIE: "Our Driver is HOT"  EVERYONE ELSE: "DOUGGIE shhhhhhhhh he can hear you"  DOUGGIE: "I don't care I bought HIM"

?:??pm     Go to George's, a really nice Steakhouse, not sure how we got in, but we did and had a fabulous dinner and a great bottle of Silver Oak Cab.....Thanks Leon and Douggie

?:??pm    Arrived at Freemont Street and we were all simply amazed it was incredible, the lights the sounds, the BOYS, the casinos and yes the BOYS....they were everywhere!

?:?? pm    Drama caught up with us (spare you the details)

?:??pm     It's time to head back to the hotel...."where's Douggie?"  no Douggie....we made the difficult choice to head back to the hotel and leave douggie down on Freemont street!

1:19AM   I call Lindsey, not sure why(drunk dialing maybe?), but I left her a rambling voicemail, I just remember it ended  "Oooo and btw, we already lost Douggie!"

PASS OUT

To be continued.............