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Messing with Momma


Momma is in town from LA this week for the True Colors Conference. The big day of the conference was today, and of course Momma was the bell of the ball with THREE costume changes. I did a workshop about the ex-gay movement and then performed Transfigurations. I am pooped and heading to bed because we have another full day tomorrow at the conference then we will drive to my father's house. I thought it was time to bring Momma home to meet the family :-p
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Anonymous said…
Proof ugly men make even uglier women! YIKES! Is it true drag queens only date other drag queens? Lets be honest-who wants to date a mess like that?
12:58 AM
Anonymous said…
Ha! Momma is glorious!! Right now I am coveting that lovely pink flower... think it would lovely in my hair :)
4:47 AM
Peterson Toscano said…
auntie doris, I agree with you, Momma is glorious!

Some folks get weirded out with drag queens because it may stir up their own issues with gender. But Momma is a wise, intelligent, sweet, funny, spiritual person and how can you help but love her once you actually get to know her? Even just looking in her eyes you can see the mirth and magic.
8:09 AM
Anonymous said…
OMG she's HUGE!

Ha ha ha ha! Great picture. And, for the record: I'd date a drag queen. Unfortunately, most of them are gay. ;)
12:05 PM
Anonymous said…
Sparkly eyes are wonderful. That's the first place I look to try and find someone's character.
12:22 PM
Anonymous said…
Are you kidding anonymous? I would date Momma any day. And her little lepricon too ;)

Seriously, I think Momma seems wonderful in many ways. I hope to meet both her and Worthie some day and I am sure both of them will stick in my heart.

/alexander resare
6:32 PM
Joe G. said…
Oh, Anon,

Don't hate her because she's beautiful...

At least Auntie Doris is honest in her coveting.
1:00 PM
Anonymous said…
Always.
3:33 PM
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