Denton Twice Removed second childhood

Current….Home: Here I am back again at my new home in Denton. I think of this as home plate. I had a bit happen to me since I lived in Denton the first time. When I lived in Denton the first time I was newly out of the Air Force, and without a college education. I’m now a three time college graduate, and have had two long-term relationships. I’ve lost quite a bit, but I’ve gained insight into recognizing what I do have. I have great friends, a great cat, an education and most important of all my well-being.

Past…..Mr. Chopsticks: This was a wonderful place at its fry street location. It is now at a new location, but I believe the location took away the soul of the place. I’m a sucker for the past. I remember many Sundays walking from my roach infested casa to this place. I would order sushi (eel-rolls) with a pint of budlight. Oh how my stomach could handle whatever I threw at it.

Past…..Mable Peabody’s: This was the tiny excuse for a gay bar that Denton had to offer at the time. I was desperate to meet other gay people and chose one tuesday night to drive my poor butt over for a beer. That same night I met my consistent friend, at that time, Maria the ups driving bartender. I didn’t realize she was hitting on me…the “fresh meat” in town. lol

Current….. New location and totally different type of group.

Past…..Chaparral Apartments: I found a place at these apartments literally on a drive by weekend. I needed something ,at the time, priced at around $400 dollars. I got what I paid for. I had a full family of brown recluses living with me, as well as a family of roaches. My friends, at the time, called my place “Joe’s apartment.” My neighbors from across the building were illegal immigrants who were always nice to me. I did realize that the rooster crowing every morning on their front porch was bread for cock fighting. I chose to stay here for just 6 months. I ended up moving in with a very interesting roomie after that, which had mental issues. I was really a lucky person. Refer to The DOOMED DUPLEX.

Past…..Aaron Brothers Art & Framing: This is where I held my first job, when I first moved to Denton. I remember on my drive each morning I would listen to Jagger and Julie on KDGE. One memory I have was early Sept. 11 2000. I was headed down hwy. 377 when Jagger announced that a plane crashed into one of the world trade center buildings. I was surprised and concerned, but not near as much as when I found out shortly later that the Pentagon was also flown into. It was a very vulnerable feeling thinking the world was going to end, yet I had to still work my shift at Aaron Brothers. Framing was apparently important to the future of global conflict.

Past…..Buddies II: This was vital to my new found friends and I. We would pack up every Sunday and drive in one car to grab food at the gayborhood, and then off to Buddies II for beer and water volleyball. I remember very little about these trips, except one time my friend flashed a car, on our way back to Denton, that happened to be an unmarked cop car. Good times!!!!!! Nothing like butch women, beer, and poor sportsmanship to make your weekend complete!

Past…..The Backyard: Awww Ani Difranco…. Only you could embrace the minds and hearts of a million jaded feminist lesbians with your folk music and dreadlocks!!! I made a drive here every summer to see the songstress play her little 5ft.-nothing frame to near extinction. Well thats what I thought when we saw a couple of girls plotting to storm the stage in order to profess their love for her, or try to get signed to her label with their shoddy cd recordings of banshee wailing.   

Past…..Party house: My friend Maria lived here. She would have a party every weekend, which lead me to believe she was infact a vampire. I really do not know how in the hell she functioned every monday. Hmmm.