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My previous post dealt with my jealousy of the Indigo Girls’ (Amy & Emily) relationship. They seem to have it so together and they present themselves as “naturally” gay. I considered becoming gay but I didn’t think I had the balls to make such a change. Besides, it ain’t like them gay folks don’t have enough to worry about.

Big EZ commented that I neglected to mention that being gay is the greatest way to pick up chicks.

Hey, that street goes both ways. (Oh shit, I wonder what Sigmund Freud would have to say about that statement????)

I once had a friend who was a butch lesbian. She is hopefully still breathing and living the good life in the New Orleans French Quarter earning a living as a social worker…MSW and BCSW. (I wish I had letters after my name).

Me and her hanged out a lot. She was not really fond of heterosexuals and never being in her shoes (no less her panties for sure), I didn’t care back then and I really don’t care today. It ain’t like she was tying us hetros to fences and killing us or trying to stop us from getting married and shit. She was my friend and I; her’s.

One day over at the old Luigi’s Pizza on Elysian Fields (gone and evidently forgotten according to Google and yeah, I go back that far), she just popped out and said “Dude, if you were a girl, I could really go for you”.

My response…..”If I was a girl I wouldn’t be sitting here eating pizza with you. I would be home naked playing with all my stuff in front of a mirror.” She laughed, hugged me and kissed me. (I wonder if I had a chance at that point to get her naked.)

Under that rough exterior and those hairy legs, their really was a hot chick. You know, as I think about it, she was hot just the way she was…..at least to me. Hope all is well L.