Big Gay Volleyball!!

So Tuesday, after being invited by my friend Terry, I headed over to Mountain View for gay men’s volleyball. I got there around 5:45, and saw this HUGE group of guys playing volleyball (we’re talking anywhere from 50-60 guys) and of course, I can’t spot my friend… so Im like, ok… 2 options… keep walking, or suck it up and get in there. So naturally I keep walking, and then finally decide I need to suck it up and just go for it. Three hours of Volleyball later, Im smiling, laughing, and having a great time. The only down side was I guess I pulled something in my lower back, so Im recouperating from that now, so Im just in a bit of pain. Tonight is Gayme night at a local restaurant… and Im totally down for it!

Love and Kisses!

-Zsa-Zsa-

The Music of My Life…

I sat down today, and watched “Mr. Holland’s Opus”. One of my favorite movies, but not something I’ve watched in probably 4 or 5 years, if not longer. As I sat watching it, I realized something…I’m not where I expected to be at 23 years old. Since I was about ten, I talked about teaching music. Anyone who has ever known me, has known that music is and always has been my life. However, life never goes according to plan, it would seem, and so, here I am… 23, waiting tables, and looking into Cosmetology School.

As I watched the movie, I actually teared up… not because it was a particularly emotional part of the movie (which there are plenty of, mind you) but just for the fact that, I’ve given up on my dream. I don’t even think it’s my dream anymore… and I wonder if it ever really was.

People always ask you where you see yourself in 5 or 10 years, and had you asked me in 2002, I would have said teaching music at some high school. These days, if you asked me the same question, all I would picture is a big black void… no ideas… no dreams for the future.

Perhaps this is something I need work on, or it will just happen with time. I don’t know.

-Zsa-Zsa-

Queen for a Day?

Judge Elizabeth Halverson  of Las Vegas, NV

She’s under fire for making her former bailiff feel like a “houseboy”. The judge, who is obese and uses a motorized scooter to get around made him put her shoes on her feet, massage her back, cover her with a blanket for naps, and make sure her oxygen tank was filled. According to the bailiff she apparently ask him ”Do you want to worship me from near or afar?” She’s hired her own body guards, not trusting the courthouse security forces to protect her, and had her husband sworn in so she could ask him under oath if he had completed the chores at home.

Since then, she has been locked out of her Las Vegas courtroom, and is facing judicial-misconduct charges.

Her response? She has denied all allegations, and has pretty much stated that certain people feel like she can’t do her job because she is obese.

Im all for getting treated like a queen… but when it interferes with the workings of the government… thats a no go. Unless the government is a monarchy, and the person being treated by a queen is ACTUALLY the queen…

Hello World!

Here She is Boys…

Here She is World…

Here’s Zsa-Zsa!!

<Cue The Vamp Music from Gypsy>

Ok, so here I am… love me or loathe me I’m the product of years of discovering who I truly am, and frankly, I’ve found out that I’m just a big ol’ drag queen… regardless of whether I’m actually performing, or if I haven’t performed in a year. After reading an awesome blog I’ve been motivated to start my own, so… here goes! Let’s just hope I remember how to update on a semi regular basis… lol.

Anyway,

Thats it for now!

Love and Kisses,

Zsa-Zsa