Before I start I would like to thank Creative Loafing for allowing me to share my dribble. I hope that somewhere a little tranny guy like me reads something in here that makes him feel a little less alone and a little more special: 'cause dude, you are. And I can't forget about those amazing trans-ladies. Damn baby, I thought very-fine only came in a bottle.

And also I would like to thank fellow CL blogger Ginger Ale. I would highly recommend checking her out as well as Ryan Jent, Stephen Hammill, Shawn Alff and of course David Warner. Thanks to all of you guys for making me feel warm and welcome. Check out their thoughts, too. I promise you will not be disappointed!

Secondly, in my bio I wrote, "I will delight you with many more corny phrases as I try to figure who the hell I am, what the hell is wrong with me and what I can do to fix it." When I say what the hell is wrong with me, I don't mean why I "think" I am a man. I mean why my body never became male, as it should have. My thinking and reasoning, I believe, and I think my girlfriend agrees, is male — but I have multiple perspectives. Perspectives I have gained from seeing the world from a few different views: male, female, and even as a lesbian. I know, it's confusing, but I also know these perspectives have gotten me where I am today. And today I am happy. Confused, but happy.

This article appears in Jul 8-14, 2010.