August 30, 2007

Dominatrix and Drag Queen

My column this week, called CHARACTERS, is about my attraction to alternative people, and my quest to live my life according to my own rules. I also talk a bit about my wonderful Grandmere, who was a character in her own right.

I’m feeling a little under the weather. It started yesterday morning, around 3 a.m., no, scratch that, it began Tuesday evening when, after returning home from our weekly visit to Laurel, I passed out, suddenly overcome with exhaustion, at 8 p.m. Then, at 3 a.m. (Wednesday morning), I awoke with a sore throat. I thought it was just dry, I mean the air conditioning runs full blast all night, so I gulped the water I keep by my bed and went back to sleep, but the irritation persisted. Then yesterday, after writing an article, chauffeuring a dear friend to and from the dentist, and watching a really good horror movie (28 Days Later) at another friend’s house, one who is holed up with a broken leg, the throat thing became unbearable. I asked my temporarily crippled friend to look at my throat, and she said, “Yeah, it’s totally red.” So we ran to the drug store, where I stocked up on zinc and chloraseptic, and then went to Dave and Busters. It was my first time, more on that later. The point is, I’m still feeling icky. I slept in this morning, sucked on some zinc (which, by the way, has totally killed my taste buds), and here I am. Low energy, but thinking that if I play my tiles right, I might just cut this cold off at the pass, and not have to get David sick right in time for our international flight. Now that was a mouthful. Speaking of which, I’m due for a pleasantly numbing spritz to the throat.

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