Today, as you most likely know, is my family day. If you don't know, Wednesdays are the days I go to spend with my family. Today we had the new addition of my auncle. My auncle is so funny. First of all, she had one of those names that lead itself to be easily changed from mail to female, such as; Michael to Michelle or Danny to Daniel. However, he went from Danny to a name like Chantellia or something like that. Actually, her new name, which she has gone by for probably over thirty years, is very simple, I was just trying to explain how come I never understood why she didn't just go from the masculine to the feminine version of her name. I'm sure there is a very logical reason behind it. As a matter of fact, I'm sure I can figure it out on my own, if it was that serious....which it isn't.
Anyway, while I was over to my mom's home I got to sort of connect with the auncle I had only meet twice in my life and had not seen in over twenty years or so. We talked about everything, from my first memory of her and the verbal argument that she, my aunt and mom had that very first day. A fight that was on the very street that we lived on, in South Dallas, with her dressed as a woman and yelling how, "yes" she had a "dick". She told me how she didn't remember that and apologized to me. I had to reassure her that it wasn't that big of a deal. My family was known for having those kind of outside fights with each other and neighbors....in some cases where the police had to be called out. It was just how we rolled. She was just one more part of the crazy puzzle, and just happened to be wearing a dress.
Then we sat down with my little sister and little sister asked her why she'd gone to jail. This was the first time I heard the true story of why she killed the drag queen, who ended up not being a prostitute like I had always been lead to believe. It was a very interesting and exciting story. As I was listening to it all I could think of is how this woman needed to write a book. Little sister thought her stay should be documented for a reality show. Trust me, her stay is not going to be that more exciting then the CRAZY which is our family to begin with.
Anyway, I learned slot about my auncle today. She is a nice person and at the end of the day she came to me and thanked me for excepting her back into my life. I just looked at her and asked her why she was thanking me. We were family. I was glad she had finally came to visit. I love my family. Crazy as their asses are. Hell, I'm crazy my own self.
Anyway, we are going to have one of our wonderful game nights on this coming Saturday, because I just happen to have taken that day off. They were actually going to do it the Saturday after, but I requested that it be moved up. One of the things I hate, probably the only thing I hate, about working deep nights, is that when we have family gathering I always have to leave so I can get some sleep and crap.
-One Man's Opinion. Peace.