1. Hothead the username comes from “Hothead Paisan: Homicidal Lesbian Terrorist” by Diane DiMassa. You betta recognize!
2. I feel like a bit of a poser sometimes, as I’m not usually as angry as the original Hothead...but sometimes I am, and I think that’s good enough.
3. When I chose that name, I thought it was funny because I didn’t think I really had a bad temper. I have since found out otherwise.
4. I am the oldest of 6. They’re all half siblings. My three sisters are from my mom and step-dad, and my brother and sister are from my dad and step-mom.
5. I haven’t seen my dad’s kids in a really long time. I’m not even really sure how old they are. I feel vaguely guilty about that.
6. Their mother is, like most of my family, a born-again Christian. She is another one who is afraid of what I’ll do to her kids. I eventually stopped caring what she thought, hence #5.
7. My favorite fruit is mango.
8. My most favorite food EVER is barbecue. As in, barbecue sauce runs through my veins.
9. I am deeply partial to North Carolina barbecue. Food in the South is such a religions experience.
10. I am part Mexican. I am also Irish, British and German.
11. When I was little, my dad was a local racecar driver.
12. He was also a minister for a while, which is funny, due to his womanizing, etc.
13. Now he works as an engine builder for a major Nascar team. I’m only a little bit impressed.
14. When my parents first got together, he sold drugs. And had an afro. I find both of these facts uproariously funny.
15. I have no earthly idea why I’m discussing my father so much.
16. Despite the fact that said father is still alive, I consider myself an orphan.
17. My mom was a pothead. That was kind of a problem, and kind of not.
18. I think, as a result of my upbringing (and the fact that I attended Bennington College) that pot should be legalized.
19. My mom never really used the word feminist to describe herself, but I think that she would have eventually come around.
20. My mom was also a union organizer. I used to go to union meetings with her when I was a kid. I also watched the strikes on the news with her.
21. I still hold a grudge against Keith Humphrey of Channel 7 news for, in my mother’s words, putting an anti-worker spin on the coverage of her company’s strike in the late 80’s.
22. I was raised Southern Baptist.
23. My parents taught Sunday school. I never got away with a damn thing.
24. My earliest memory is being in the crib, bored to death, and crying for my mom to come get me.
25. I have been a smartass for a very long time.
26. Things that run in my family: freckles, the ability to cook, sarcasm, Crone’s disease, severe stubbornness, depression, an acerbic wit.
27. I’m Southern to the bone. If the South were more liberal, everyone would live here. It’s an amazing place.
28. My favorite dead artist is Vincent Van Gogh. My favorite living artist is Ali Duggan (shameless plug!). You probably haven’t heard of her yet. You will.
29. In no particular order, my ten favorite albums.
· Counting Crows – August and Everything After
· John Mayer – Room for Squares and Heavier Things
· U2 – Achtung, Baby
· Radiohead – The Bends
· Amy Ray – Stag
· Patty Griffin – Living With Ghosts
· Van Morrison - Moondance
· Train – Drops of Jupiter
· Michelle Branch – Hotel Paper
30. You have NO idea how hard that was.
31. I am a music junkie. I rarely watch TV or movies, but I’m always listening to music. It’s my lifeblood.
32. My mother raised me on music from the 50’s/60’s/70’s.
33. My first tape was the Monkees Greatest Hits.
34. As a result, my first sex dream was at the age of 6, and involved Davy Jones.
35. I blame my mother entirely.
36. I do not ride roller coasters. Ever.
37. I am very, very scared of heights.
38. I once passed out while walking across a bridge. I *knew* that I shouldn’t have looked down.
39. I still went to the top of the Empire State Building.
40. I was once a Republican.
41. I was also a Christian activist, and quite anti-gay. Like, a lot.
42. I knew I wanted to sleep with girls, but I thought that I could just do it once and “get it out of my system.”
43. I became addicted. Turns out lesbianism is quite like crack...or Lay’s potato chips. :)
44. I realized that I was gay after seeing the Indigo Girls perform at Lilith Fair. God, that is SUCH a cliché.
45. Amy Ray is officially the first girl I ever crushed on, post-closet.
46. My mom cried when I came out to her. So did I.
47. Then she hugged me and made dinner...and then we watched Ellen.
48. I used to be painfully shy in person. I seriously had social anxiety. It was really bad.
49. I learned hide that fact very very well by being super outgoing...and now I'm just super outgoing.
50. Things I wish I did more often: got up early, volunteered, drank water, exercised, and porch-sat.
51. My first job was at Busch Gardens, Williamsburg. I worked in the candy store in “England” for three days.
52. There is an embarrassing story that goes along with #51. I’m not telling it.
53. I lost my virginity at 17.
54. That was ridiculously old in my crowd.
55. BUT...I have no regrets about any of it. So yay me for waiting.
56. I also don’t regret my tattoo.
57. Even though it was totally a spur-of-the-moment, insane thing, I love it.
58. It’s a tribal heart, picked off of the wall.
59. I still can’t believe I got it on my arm. It’s so visible. So rock star.
60. Biggest regrets of my life are as follows: not spending more time with my mom before she died, hitting my sister, blowing the $30, 000 inheritance I got when my step-dad died.
61. Grandpa *still* doesn’t know that Michael transitioned, or that we lived together in the apartment. YOU explain transsexualism to him.
62. I used to read telephone books as a kid.
63. I was home-schooled through high school by the drunk step-dad. I didn’t learn much.
64. I still aced my state tests every year, and graduated at 16.
65. I “graduated” while my mom was in a coma. The GED certificate came in the mail. No party, no celebration.
66. That’s why I am so hell-bent on having the most fabulous college graduation party ever. And why I want to graduate in a prom dress.
67. I got “married” once. I thought it was real for a while, too.
68. I did it the weekend of the 2000 Millennium March on Washington. TheEx and I did the mass non-legal wedding thing at the Lincoln Memorial. Rings and everything.
69. I used to think that if someone ever called me their wife again, I would pass out dead. I have since found out that I don't really hate that word, it was just the person using it that I wasn't too fond of.
70. I try very hard not to be: dramatic, inappropriate, selfish, over-emotional, bitter, mean.
71. I don’t always succeed.
72. I used to think that God looked like Albert Einstein.
73. Now I think she looks like Toni Morrison.
74. I think of myself as an Agnostic Athiest Christian Buddhist.
75. I know. That's what you get for sending a queer to Christian School. So not my fault.
76. My favorite ice creams are: Ben and Jerry’s Half Baked, Chocolate Fudge Brownie; and Breyers’ Neapolitan, Cookies and Cream, and Mint Chocolate Chip.
77. I only like fudgy brownies. No cake brownies. What’s the point of that?
78. I wish I got hit on more. By girls. Or cute boys, who don’t use the Confederate flag as a fashion statement.
79. I have a soft spot for liberal, classy, but “good old” boys and girls. It’s a fine line, and hard to explain.
80. It comes from the same place as the part of me that enjoys being barefoot and driving trucks.
81. Oh, and listening to country music. I can’t help it. It’s a geographical disability.
82. My mom once walked into my bedroom while me, my vibrator and “Desert Hearts” were having a special moment.
83. We never talked about it. Ever. Ew.
84. I was seven when I started making out with my next-door neighbor. She was cute, a little tomboy-girl.
85. I used to steal my grandpa’s Playboy magazines.
86. I had some screwed up ideas after that.
87. I also stole my mom’s catalogs and circled the thigh-high boots and makeup kits.
88. So I’ve been developing into a femme dyke for a long, long time.
89. I am a slut...with scruples. Lots of scruples. In fact, the older I get, the more scruples I have. About time.
90. My ultimate wish as a human being is to be a drag queen. I am so sad that I can’t be.
91. I had a gorgeous voice until puberty ravaged it. I wanted to sing professionally. If I had great musical talent, I would do it until I dropped dead, I love it that much.
92. I think I lost the voice because I’m meant to counsel gay kids and write.
93. My mom thought I was brilliant.
94. I think she was a little biased.
95. My most prized possession is a Precious Moments bible that my mom gave me when I was a kid. My name is on the cover and the inscription says, “My love is always with you.”
96. When Michael began his transition, I gave him a copy of “Stone Butch Blues” with the same thing written inside. It was the most important thing I could think to give him.
97. My favorite Krispy Kreme doughnut is chocolate glazed. They can be orgasm inducing.
98. My favorite lipstick is Loreal’s Midnight Brandy. Or Raspberries, since Midnight Brandy was discontinued (bastards).
99. My favorite colors are dark vampy reds, hot pinks and purples.
100. Things I hate: Doctors. Hospitals. Bad cover songs. Rudeness. Disappointment. Thoughtlessness. Poverty. Hunger. Inequality. Losing things. People who talk but never act on it. People who are spoiled. Whining. Shaved Heads.
101. Things I love: Sweet Tea. Road Trips. Having money. Driving and smoking and singing at the top of my lungs. Dancing. Chicano art. Warm weather. Good music. Good drinks. Good company. Great sex. Dinner parties. Laughter. Self-expression.