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Sunday, March 31, 2013
Sometimes, He Nails It
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Saturday, March 30, 2013
Friday, March 29, 2013
Discrimination!
(Does anyone play Ruzzle? I play as megabuttons if anyone wants to challenge. I have to warn you ~ I think I'm good. :D )
Some clubs and bars have ladies' nights, where women drink free or at a reduced price. I guess you could make a case that men are being discriminated against because they have to pay full price.
But I went to an event where transgirls had to pay $10 to enter but women could come in for free. Even a born-male who was now female had to pay.
I mentioned my outrage to the hostess but she just made it worse by trying to defend it as similar to the free drinks for women.
Since there were no attendees who were neither women nor trans, I don't know if men had to pay that $10.
And if I didn't have such a fantastic time at Christine's soirees, I'd probably not go back for a third!
Some clubs and bars have ladies' nights, where women drink free or at a reduced price. I guess you could make a case that men are being discriminated against because they have to pay full price.
But I went to an event where transgirls had to pay $10 to enter but women could come in for free. Even a born-male who was now female had to pay.
I mentioned my outrage to the hostess but she just made it worse by trying to defend it as similar to the free drinks for women.
Since there were no attendees who were neither women nor trans, I don't know if men had to pay that $10.
And if I didn't have such a fantastic time at Christine's soirees, I'd probably not go back for a third!
(Hi Christine and Pamela. Just kidding. I love you both! :D )
Thursday, March 28, 2013
Girls Do It (But I Don't) ~ It's Becoming A Series
Last week, I wrote about perfume as a Girls Do It (but I don't).
It's not the only one. There are many, and I have a partial list and I've sort of sorted them into why I'll pass on these particular experiences. I know, it sounds unfair. I mean, women don't get that choice, really. But girls definitely have more freedoms than guys do, and I have other impediments to getting to the girl baseline. I think it all averages out.
I'm Not Interested In Guys
I wrote about this quite a while ago.
I might like to try a 'date:' go out to dinner and a movie perhaps with an attentive male companion. Be with someone who'll treat me like a woman from start to finish. But there are problems.
There are also 'admirers,' guys who'd like to go out with a girl like me (us). But like any girl going on a date with a stranger, there are dangers. And they might be multiplied for someone like us ~ if your date gets out-of-hand or downright nasty, are you really going to go to the police to report what happened? Almost definitely not, and your date knows that. And if you did report it, the police might look at it as "he tried to deceive the other guy by wearing a dress and boobs ~ he's probably lying about what happened."
And it might not even be as overt as a sexual assault ~ it might be inappropriate touch or good night hug that becomes a kiss or good night peck on the cheek that becomes a more intimate kiss. And I don't think we have as much experience at saying 'no' as born women do. And, as mentioned above, the power differential is clearly there.
Alternatively, perhaps a friend says "I know you like the girl role. How about I take you out on a 'date?'" there are still problems. Conversation will probably be awkward, because your date will be unsure of what is expected. He might not be as comfortable as he thinks, and feel odd, say, holding hands (if that's where you want to go) or just being in close proximity ~ I think I have a tendency to invade personal space more as Meg then when in drab, where I notice if others invade my space. I think girls do that in general. Notice the way that pointing a camera at two women makes their heads tilt towards each other. Men, not so much.
He also might be unsure all evening as to where the boundaries are. There will be ones he might be uncomfortable with, but push himself because he thinks you expect it. And then he might second-guess himself and think "but 'she' wouldn't expect me to do that because 'she' knows me and it might make 'her' uncomfortable if I do that."
Even if you decide ahead of time what the parameters are and write them down and agree to them (take arm ~ OK. hold hands ~ not OK. hand on arm ~ OK. hand on thigh ~ not OK) things might change and it's kind of a mood- and scene-breaker to say "I know we agreed that eating from each other's plate is out-of-bounds, but I'd like to grab a forkful of your fish ~ it looks yummy and I think that's what your date might do. It seems like a cute and feminine thing. How about it?"
Also, there are two ways people might say your name: one flows, and the other you can hear the quotes. There's a world of difference between "you look lovely, Meg" and "you look lovely 'Meg'". (Actual dialogue is fictitious.) One is not-so-nice. The other is, well, lovely.
So dressing up nice for a date with someone who will hold doors and pick up the cheque and compliment your looks and try to impress you over dinner would be an interesting experience, but... it has to stay in the realm of play-acting. I'm not into guys.
It's not the only one. There are many, and I have a partial list and I've sort of sorted them into why I'll pass on these particular experiences. I know, it sounds unfair. I mean, women don't get that choice, really. But girls definitely have more freedoms than guys do, and I have other impediments to getting to the girl baseline. I think it all averages out.
I wrote about this quite a while ago.
I might like to try a 'date:' go out to dinner and a movie perhaps with an attentive male companion. Be with someone who'll treat me like a woman from start to finish. But there are problems.
There are also 'admirers,' guys who'd like to go out with a girl like me (us). But like any girl going on a date with a stranger, there are dangers. And they might be multiplied for someone like us ~ if your date gets out-of-hand or downright nasty, are you really going to go to the police to report what happened? Almost definitely not, and your date knows that. And if you did report it, the police might look at it as "he tried to deceive the other guy by wearing a dress and boobs ~ he's probably lying about what happened."
And it might not even be as overt as a sexual assault ~ it might be inappropriate touch or good night hug that becomes a kiss or good night peck on the cheek that becomes a more intimate kiss. And I don't think we have as much experience at saying 'no' as born women do. And, as mentioned above, the power differential is clearly there.
Alternatively, perhaps a friend says "I know you like the girl role. How about I take you out on a 'date?'" there are still problems. Conversation will probably be awkward, because your date will be unsure of what is expected. He might not be as comfortable as he thinks, and feel odd, say, holding hands (if that's where you want to go) or just being in close proximity ~ I think I have a tendency to invade personal space more as Meg then when in drab, where I notice if others invade my space. I think girls do that in general. Notice the way that pointing a camera at two women makes their heads tilt towards each other. Men, not so much.
He also might be unsure all evening as to where the boundaries are. There will be ones he might be uncomfortable with, but push himself because he thinks you expect it. And then he might second-guess himself and think "but 'she' wouldn't expect me to do that because 'she' knows me and it might make 'her' uncomfortable if I do that."
Even if you decide ahead of time what the parameters are and write them down and agree to them (take arm ~ OK. hold hands ~ not OK. hand on arm ~ OK. hand on thigh ~ not OK) things might change and it's kind of a mood- and scene-breaker to say "I know we agreed that eating from each other's plate is out-of-bounds, but I'd like to grab a forkful of your fish ~ it looks yummy and I think that's what your date might do. It seems like a cute and feminine thing. How about it?"
Also, there are two ways people might say your name: one flows, and the other you can hear the quotes. There's a world of difference between "you look lovely, Meg" and "you look lovely 'Meg'". (Actual dialogue is fictitious.) One is not-so-nice. The other is, well, lovely.
So dressing up nice for a date with someone who will hold doors and pick up the cheque and compliment your looks and try to impress you over dinner would be an interesting experience, but... it has to stay in the realm of play-acting. I'm not into guys.
Wednesday, March 27, 2013
Simple Pleasure ~ Just Wondering
I'm a crossdresser with kids. So am I transparent?
If I dress as a nun, am I a transistor?
If I dress as a (female) flower, am I a transplant?
If I play a female part on stage am I a transactor?
If I put on a gown and copy documents, am I a transcribe?
Is my journey towards all things feminine my transmission?
If I dress and take a ship to France, is that transatlantic? And do I dock at a transport?
If a male dog starts acting like a female dog after getting neutered, has be been transfixed?
If I keep you waiting because I had to do my makeup, have I translated?
If I disguise myself to join a women's softball team do I wear a transmit?
Oddly enough, I was just going to write that first line but I got carried away. Before you write, I apologise and I won't do it again.
If I dress as a nun, am I a transistor?
If I dress as a (female) flower, am I a transplant?
If I play a female part on stage am I a transactor?
If I put on a gown and copy documents, am I a transcribe?
Is my journey towards all things feminine my transmission?
If I dress and take a ship to France, is that transatlantic? And do I dock at a transport?
If a male dog starts acting like a female dog after getting neutered, has be been transfixed?
If I keep you waiting because I had to do my makeup, have I translated?
If I disguise myself to join a women's softball team do I wear a transmit?
Oddly enough, I was just going to write that first line but I got carried away. Before you write, I apologise and I won't do it again.
Tuesday, March 26, 2013
This Page Intentionally Left Blank
Before leaving for New York with my son for a little Passover break, I tried to get ahead on my posts. If I was successful, you'd be reading one of my brilliant (HA!) pieces of prose right now. The fact that you're wasting your time on this dribble means I was busy wasting my time with life, taxes, work, and taxes. Each year I swear I'll be organised, and I'll keep track of my expenditures as they come in and taxes will be a breeze. Every year I disappoint myself. Ah well.
This is another NO! trip, probably just for me and my son. My wife went from "maybe we can drive up together" to "I'm only staying one night" to "I'm not going ~ you can take your son" over about a four-hour period. I've learned no decision is final until the event occurs, so all I can say is, my (youngest) son and I are probably enjoying NYC today. When I wrote this, my plan was to thumb a ride with my sister. I really don't need a car in NYC.
Happy Passover, or Happy almost Easter (holy week? I'm not sure what the greeting is for this), or Happy Just Have A Great Day, No Reason Necessary.
This is another NO! trip, probably just for me and my son. My wife went from "maybe we can drive up together" to "I'm only staying one night" to "I'm not going ~ you can take your son" over about a four-hour period. I've learned no decision is final until the event occurs, so all I can say is, my (youngest) son and I are probably enjoying NYC today. When I wrote this, my plan was to thumb a ride with my sister. I really don't need a car in NYC.
Happy Passover, or Happy almost Easter (holy week? I'm not sure what the greeting is for this), or Happy Just Have A Great Day, No Reason Necessary.
Monday, March 25, 2013
TransLAW Celebration
TransLAW provides legal support for the transgendered community. Last Tuesday, they had a reception, celebrating their first year anniversary. Being on a Tuesday, down in DC, I wasn't planning on going. And I was far from ready.
The combination of not being out for the past couple of weeks, and busy time at home meant I had not kept up my personal grooming (read: hair removal) as much as I should have. That meant a longer-than-usual getting ready time, but it wasn't important ~ I wasn't planning on going.
But Tuesday morning, I starting to mentally go through the Meg checklist for getting ready and clothing options and I thought, if I can get out early, I could go. I'll catch up on my must-do-at-home before I go to New York.
I could do this. I had to get out early and maybe miss dinner, but I could do this.
I did get out early.
As I rode the elevator up to my apartment my phone rang. It was my youngest.
He needed help with his programming class. Could I come by?
He also needed to go a couple of miles down the street to meet someone to sell his old iPhone to and his mother didn't want to take him. Could I do that too?
I asked when. He said 6:30, which Just Happened to be when the TransLAW reception started.
The good news: he called before I started putting on makeup.
Since it was for 6:30, we agreed I'd take him to sell the phone and then we'd sit down to do the computer work. In the next couple of hours, his mom changed her mind and would take him to sell the phone. So I'd come over at 7. Then she decided dinner would be after the sale, so I'd come over at 7:30. Then she decided she was running late and I'd come over at 8.
We spent a couple of hours doing Java and I got home pretty much in time for bed.
Not as unique as TransLAW, but a good way to spend my evening. But now the itch is there and it needed to be scratched.
The combination of not being out for the past couple of weeks, and busy time at home meant I had not kept up my personal grooming (read: hair removal) as much as I should have. That meant a longer-than-usual getting ready time, but it wasn't important ~ I wasn't planning on going.
But Tuesday morning, I starting to mentally go through the Meg checklist for getting ready and clothing options and I thought, if I can get out early, I could go. I'll catch up on my must-do-at-home before I go to New York.
I could do this. I had to get out early and maybe miss dinner, but I could do this.
I did get out early.
As I rode the elevator up to my apartment my phone rang. It was my youngest.
He needed help with his programming class. Could I come by?
He also needed to go a couple of miles down the street to meet someone to sell his old iPhone to and his mother didn't want to take him. Could I do that too?
I asked when. He said 6:30, which Just Happened to be when the TransLAW reception started.
The good news: he called before I started putting on makeup.
Since it was for 6:30, we agreed I'd take him to sell the phone and then we'd sit down to do the computer work. In the next couple of hours, his mom changed her mind and would take him to sell the phone. So I'd come over at 7. Then she decided dinner would be after the sale, so I'd come over at 7:30. Then she decided she was running late and I'd come over at 8.
We spent a couple of hours doing Java and I got home pretty much in time for bed.
Not as unique as TransLAW, but a good way to spend my evening. But now the itch is there and it needed to be scratched.
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