NYC, Big Queer Nerd and cat dad. CIS,He, Him, Trans ally. Possible Incubus. I collect 19th Century British and French photos and coins. Unapologetic Gay Boomer.
Arm the teachers? What is WRONG with these people at Trump's listening session?
I was a classroom teacher for 25 years, believe me, teachers who are overworked and underpaid CAN NOT be responsible for solving the enormous gun violence epidemic in America.
#ParklandStudentsSpeak
At 16, I was still an alter boy, but still planned the proms and starred in the musicals.
3 years later, I went to college 300 miles from home and became a complete gay slut. 1/2
Had sex with my advisor, my RA, and hung around the local gay pub in tiny shorts.
Not sorry.
Went to a therapist on campus because I was confused about my sexuality. He said I had ‘Renaissance lips’
We did it on the floor.
So there.
To every gay boy currently hiding in his parents bathroom from his homophobic family on Christmas Eve, scrolling Twitter:
Us Elders see you, and understand.
You’ll be fine. Trust us.
I was 16, 6th of 8 kids, altar boy, Catholic High school, Wichita, Kansas. vice president of the honor society, Swim team, dive team, hella gay. 1974. Watched the Sonny and Cher show in the basement while the family watched Ponderosa upstairs.
Ask me anything.
President Jimmy Carter personally climbed down into a Nuclear Reactor to stabilize it, making his urine radioactive for months.
Trump refused to go to a WW1 memorial in France because it was raining and he might get his hair wet.
@robertkessler
My 3rd grade teacher, Sister Mary- I forget, let me stay inside for recess and clean the chalkboard erasers because "I would probably be happier staying inside".
I live quite comfortably on a quiet tree lined block in the East Village, NYC.
Retired with a healthy teachers pension, Social Security, and a rent stabilized apartment. Debt free.
I have FDR and Democrats to thank!
I had fried clams at Howard Johnson’s in Times Square, ate at the last Automat, saw a live male nude show at the Gayety, went to a foam party at Limelight.
And I’m here.
When I first moved to this apt in 1995, the rent was 780. I crunched my budget any though ‘OK, if I don’t buy shampoo I might make it’.
Now it’s my dream home
I’ve been on Twitter for 6 years, but today something just Broke, I don’t know why today, but I no longer care what my family and former students think. I’m queer, dammit!
Deal with it!
The first concert I ever went to:
The Carpenters, 1974, Wichita State University. Mom drove me and my ‘date’ in the station wagon, and picked us up later. ‘Date’
A story:
I was 17, first year college, these evil gays grad students decided to torment me. They called me Eve Harrington.
Took me to a party way out of town, got me drunk. One drove me home in his VW bug, ran into a tree. I was wet and completely naked. The cop drove me home.
I rescued Charlie from the community garden next door last year.
He had been living outdoors, feral for several years.
He now gets wet food every morning, kibble every afternoon, treats all day, and a daily clean litter box.
Still thinks he’s the king of me.
It’s been 13 months since I rescued Charlie off the street. He gets wet food each morning, 2 handfuls of dry kibble in the afternoon, and treats, pets, head scratches, and a clean litter box everyday. It’s getting cold out now. I hope he’s happy in my warm apartment.
Thankful
Guess who got up in the middle of the night to go piss, tripped on their rug. And collided with the coffee table?
Probably need a handler at this point.
Dear white Karens, we old gays remember when there was a pandemic in the 1980’s. It was called AIDS. I couldn’t bury my-partner because Funeral Homes wouldn’t take him.
You think your haircut is important?