OK …….. It’s Miss Gina’s Birthday And I’ll Be As Non-Normal As I Want To!

HAYYYYY!! OK …….. this weekend started off with a bang, as the Hackberrys and I threw a surprise early birthday dinner for Miss Gina at Ichiban Japanese Steakhouse on Friday night. Miss G was more than surprised – I made her walk through the parking lot and into the restaurant blind folded, while carrying a big balloon with the writing, "Happy Birthday Princess!" The food was especially good. I was loving me some of that ginger salad dressing and fried rice. The food, the conversation, and the friendship from my beloved Hackberrys [which also included Lady Di and her magazine editor in training niece, Amy] was absolutely what I needed after a particularly interesting week.
For the past few months, I have been amazed at the freedom various individuals feel they have to say whatever comes in their mind about me. At times these comments are made as indirect jokes, while some are very in my face. I'm too sensitive, I'm too strange, I'm too weird, I'm too obsessive, I'm too loud, I'm too gay, why am I wearing this, why am I wearing that, …….. you get the point. Oh, and let's not forget the growing army of public opinion who feel they have every right to make negative comments regarding my weight, exercise routine and apparently blob like appearance! I actually had two different individuals call me overweight / fat to me face.
If you've ever read my blog, you know that CALL HIM MISS ROSS has the wit of a drag queen and can read like a New York Times best seller, however, most of the time, I just keep my mouth shut. Why, I do not really know. Maybe because I don't care, maybe because I would be fighting fire with fire, or maybe because I am truly amazed that someone could say something and not think how it might make another person feel. You know, I can talk trash about reality tv show stars, pop stars and "celebrities," but I hope I am more human beneath the brightly lit, but still underground catwalk. And if that makes me too sensitive, or too loud, or too fat or too gay .. then let me quote one of my new mantras, created by the fantastic queen, Erickatoure Aviance:
"Miss Thing green is not your color, so stop sipping on that hater ray; I know that I'm fierce, I know that I'm fly, so BITCH get out my way!"
And while I will continue to live my life in a fully non-normal way, I look forward to many more parties, weekend get-aways, Friday night dinners and late night trips to Target with my true and accepting divas .. The Hackberrys and Lady Di!
Ohhhhhhhh, I can't forget ……..

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MISS GINA!
Love. Mr. Roscoe!












