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June 14th, 2006 by confessionsofabeautyoperator

Scandals was a Scandal!!!!!

June 11th, 2006 by confessionsofabeautyoperator

Sunday, June 11, 2006

Scandals of Asheville
Current mood: aggravated
Category: Parties and Nightlife

June 11, 2006.

Last night I went to Scandals.  What a joke.  Are they kidding me??  It was like a scene from "This is your life!", or should I say WAS my life.  Techno music.  All Techno music.  I used to be a fan of Techno music in 1993.  What got me the most was the fact that the music was the EXACT same music DJs were spinning at raves and clubs THEN (13 years ago).  I asked around to see if it was Flashback night or something.  No dice.  After about 45 minutes of 2 Unlimited and what sounded like old Prodigy, I literally wanted to snatch the DJ out of the booth and shake some sense into him. Helloooo!!! What about Missy Elliot, Kia, Kanye West?  Damn throw me a bone here.  Top 40 would’ve even made more sense.

My plight was as follows……Saturday night, biggest gay nightclub in Asheville, to my knowledge, playing crappy OLD techno music.  The only reason a handful of people were dancing was because, what else were they gonna do?  I spent $5 to get into Scandals and $1 to park in their lot, and while inside I had two Ketel One dirties and a bottle of water.  I was there from 12 am until 2 am, peak time. As far as nice looking men, there were a few.  (Except for the fat gay guy from Beetlejuice who tried rubbing my leg while wearing leopard-print gators.  I wanted to scream "Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice!!", and make him disappear). Around 2 am, I left in disgust after seeing possibly the worst drag show OF MY LIFE!!!  And the emcee, some latin queen, while looking at me, made a comment about confused white boys trying to be black.  WHAT????? Are you kidding me?? I am confused?  He’s up there in high heels, and I am confused.  But in hindsight, I think I was confused.  Confused as to why I was ever even in that establishment, watching a less than attractive, over-processed, bad-bottle-blonde, she-male throwing offensive comments at patrons who are paying her salary.  What got me the MOST is that I think he actually used the word "Wigger!!!"   People use that word? HA HA HA.  I must have been on Mars for 13 years or something.   Come on.  I was wearing my trusty NY Yankee hat backwards!!, (Go Yankees),  A blue UNC t-shirt with Diesel Jeans and black Nike Shocks.  I am an understated, t shirt and jeans kind of guy and those who know me, know that I rarely look sloppy or messy. I have some style.  Maybe she should let me teach her something about style, progressive trends, vocabulary and also CLASS!!  I could at least re-do her hair color, as I am a Master Hair Colorist and Stylist and would not mind doing a bit of charity work for a low-budget drag queen.  My mom always told me you can’t teach someone to have class.  Either they have it or they don’t. Same with being a DJ, I assume.  He had access to a lot of great progressive music, a great progressive city and supposedly the best night club there.  Sadly, he fell short.   I will say, in the defense of the establishment, I was told the owner died recently.  My prayers go out to his friends and family.  I am hoping that  that is what’s affecting the staff.  However, even with that knowledge, coupled with my first-time experience there, I do not think I will personally go there again nor will I take any of my New York or out-of-town friends there, unless they want a good laugh!!  In all, it was a waste of $6 and my precious time as life is short.  I did, however, get a laugh out of it. 

Farewell party to North Carolina

April 14th, 2006 by confessionsofabeautyoperator

Hello Friends.  I miss you all soo much already.  I have some pics from the party for those of you who want to grab them.  I will post some later of my new home in Asheville and my cute convertible.  I have adapted very well to NC.  For all of you who said I would be back in three weeks <LOL>  Thanks to all for the many yaers of friendship and support.  You are all in my dreams and Unitl we meet again, you are all in my prayers.  Godspeed, my peeps.166813941107_0_bg 438533941107_0_bg 277423941107_0_bg 832033941107_0_bg

The Twins

December 7th, 2005 by confessionsofabeautyoperator

Pc4 For those of you who really know me, you know we welcomed twins into the world 3 months ago.  Lexi is the girl and Cole is the boy.  Well my mom told the most amazing story.  She was watching them the other day and Cole looked over and for the first time recognized Lexi and smiled the biggest, toothless grin ever.  What a precious moment.  We are truly blessed.Pic6

As I Mature

December 7th, 2005 by confessionsofabeautyoperator

Catsburx As I Mature I’ve learned that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is stalk them and hope they panic and give in.

I’ve learned that no matter how much I care, some people are just assholes.

I’ve learned that it takes years to build up trust, and it only takes  suspicion, not proof, to destroy it.

I’ve learned that you can get by on charm for about fifteen minutes. After that, you’d better have a big willy or huge boobs.

I’ve learned that you shouldn’t compare yourself to others - they are more screwed up than you think.

I’ve learned that you can keep vomiting long after you think you’re finished.

I’ve learned that we are responsible for what we do, unless we are celebrities.

I’ve learned that regardless of how hot and steamy a relationship is at first, the passion fades, and there had better be a lot of money to take its place!

I’ve learned that 99% of the time when something isn’t working in your house, the kids did it

The most important thing that I’ve learned is that the people you care most about in life are taken from you way too soon and all the less important ones just never go away.

North Carolina Bird Dogs

November 22nd, 2005 by confessionsofabeautyoperator

Birddog I love this one.

Me and the Salonees

November 12th, 2005 by confessionsofabeautyoperator

So we were out, had a blast and took New York City by storm once again.  Here’s a quick preview.Img_2751

Me and STANCE!!

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Img_2718 David and Lauren, The Future MISS USA

Img_2746 Me and Nell Carter

Img_2749 Erica, Don, STANCE and Jeff. MuWaHZZZZ.

The Hair Studio

Paper or plastic?

October 19th, 2005 by confessionsofabeautyoperator
    Last night, my friends and I went to a Male Strip Club.  One of the boys wanted to impress the rest of us, so he pulled out a $10 bill.  When the male dancer came over to us, my friend licked the $10 bill and stuck it to his butt cheek!
   Not to be outdone, another friend pulls out a $20 bill.  He called the guy back, licks the $20 bill and sticks it to his other butt cheek.
    In another attempt to impress the rest of us, my third friend pulls out a $50 bill, calls the guy over and licks the $50 bill.  I’m worried about the way things are going, but fortunately, she just stuck it to one of his butt cheeks also.
     My relief was short lived.  Seeing the way things are going, the guy gyrates over to me!!!  Now everyone’s attention is focused on me, and the guy is egging me on to try to top the $50.  My brain was churning as I reached for my wallet.  What could I do????
    This was my decision.  I got out my ATM card, swiped it down the crack of his ass and grabbed the eighty bucks!

Thanks for this, Kathy Case, it made my birthday.

October 10th, 2005 by confessionsofabeautyoperator

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BEFORE YOU READ THIS CLICK ON THIS PICTURE.  I AM NOT SURE WHY IT HAS MOTION BUT IT DOES.

A little girl had been shopping with her Mom in Target. She must have been 6 years old, this beautiful red haired, freckle faced image of innocence.  It was pouring outside. The kind of rain that gushes over the top of rain gutters, so much in a hurry to hit the earth it has no time to flow down the spout. We all stood there under the awning and just inside the door of the Target.
We waited, some patiently, others irritated because nature messed up
their hurried day. I am always mesmerized by rainfall. I got lost in the
sound and sight of the heavens washing away the dirt and dust of the world… Memories of running, splashing so carefree as a child came pouring in as a welcome reprieve from the worries of my day.
The little voice was so sweet as it broke the hypnotic trance we were
all caught in "Mom, let’s run through the rain," she said.
"What?" Mom asked.
"Let’s run through the rain!" She repeated.
"No, honey. We’ll wait until it slows down a bit," Mom replied.
This young child waited about another minute and repeated: "Mom, let’s
run through the rain,"
"We’ll get soaked if we do," Mom said.
"No, we won’t, Mom. That’s not what you said this morning," the young
girl said as she tugged at her Mom’s arm.
This morning? When did I say we could run through the rain and not get
wet?
"Don’t you remember? When you were talking to Daddy about his cancer,
you said, ‘If God can get us through this, he can get us through anything!"
The entire crowd stopped dead silent. I swear you couldn’t hear
anything but the rain. We all stood silently. No one came or left in the next few minutes.
Mom paused and thought for a moment about what she would say. Now some
would laugh it off and scold her for being silly. Some might even
ignore what was said. But this was a moment of affirmation in a young child’s life. A time when innocent trust can be nurtured so that it will bloom into faith.
"Honey, you are absolutely right. Let’s run through the rain. If GOD
let’s us get wet, well maybe we just needed washing," Mom said.
Then off they ran. We all stood watching, smiling and laughing as they
darted past the cars and yes, through the puddles. They held their
shopping bags over their heads just in case. They got soaked. But they were followed by a few who screamed and laughed like children all the way to their cars.

And yes, I did. I ran. I got wet. I needed washing.

Circumstances or people can take away your material possessions, they
can take away your money, and they can take away your health. But no one
can ever take away your precious! memories…So, don’t forget to make time and take the opportunities to make memories everyday. To everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under heaven.
I HOPE YOU STILL TAKE THE TIME TO RUN THROUGH THE RAIN.
They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to
appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them.

Take the time to live!!!

Keep in touch with your friends, you never know when you’ll need each
other– and don’t forget to run in the rain!

Only for those over 30

October 10th, 2005 by confessionsofabeautyoperator

TO ALL THE KIDS WHO SURVIVED the 1930’s 40’s, 50’s, 60’s and 70’s !! First, we survived being born to mothers who smoked and/or drank while they carried us. They took aspirin, ate blue cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn’t get tested for diabetes. Then after that trauma, our baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based paints. We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets, not to mention, the risks we took hitchhiking. As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags. Riding in the back of a pick up on a warm day was always a special treat. We drank water from the garden hose and NOT from a bottle. We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle and NO ONE actually died from this. We ate cupcakes, white bread and real butter and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we weren’t overweight because WE WERE ALWAYS OUTSIDE PLAYING! We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us all day. And we were O.K. We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then ride down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem. We did not have Playstations, Nintendo’s, X-boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, no video tape movies, no surround sound, no cell phones, no personal computers, no Internet or Internet chat rooms……….WE HAD FRIENDS and we went outside and found them! We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth and there were no lawsuits from these accidents. We ate worms and mud pies made from dirt, and the worms did not live in us forever. We were given BB guns for our 10th birthdays, made up games with sticks and tennis balls and although we were told it would happen, we did not put out very many eyes. We rode bikes or walked to a friend’s house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, or just walked in and talked to them! Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn’t had to learn to deal with disappointment. Imagine that!! The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke the law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law! This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers and inventors ever! The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned HOW TO DEAL WITH IT ALL! And YOU are one of them! CONGRATULATIONS!