Helllllllooooo Dudes!

Mother called me out for calling her dude. I tried to call her “Dudette.” She wasn’t having it. Why? She thinks of guys in the 70s smoking “reefers” and thinking of themselves as “cool.”

Me? I have a very different frame of reference: It’s gender neutral term of endearment for me. Cuz I tried the “honey” and “sweetie” shit/ And well? It felt like shit since the universe uses those terms. Heck. I even called my ex-husband “Mr. Pants” short for “Mr. Fancy Pants.” I often say Mademoiselle or Madame or Senor. EXCEPT they’re gender specific.

Where did I learn about the term “dude?” My senior year of high school when I was part of the skateboarding and punk scene at Hellgate High School in Missoula, Montana. Yes. My class was small enough that punks and skaters hung out together. We also had at least four guys named Jake in the bunch. I absolute loved that time of going to punk shows at places like the VFW and Moose’s Lodges. Some were even at a biker bar called “Luke’s.” They would rope off an area for mosh pits. I’d often wear my Birkenstocks in the mosh pits. So fun. I even remember one place with the shows being on the second floor. It was wild how much the floor would wobble/buckle when the mosh pit got going.

I also picked up “dude” from my favorite history movie of all time: BILL AND TED’S EXCELLENT ADVENTURE. Nope. I don’t imagine that you have thought that this is my favorite history story.

BUT BUT BUT

Basic history classes tend to be lame cuz they strip folks of their humanity and rally around dates like dates are the most important thing. Not at all. People behaving like dumpster fires isn’t a new concept along with doing remarkable things isn’t a new concept. Things like social media allow it to feel that way cuz we longer live under a more singular formal “narrative” like in the past. Such a relief.

And well? Dude is just fun with the way it rolls off the tongue… Short and to the point. Less labor intensive than “Companions.” I also a friend named “Buddy.” He’s worked on multiple short films with me and helped me find a place to live when I was homeless light. So? He gets to keep that all on his own.

So?

I’m sticking with “Dude” and my hat, Mother.

Yes. I also stuck up a picture with me looking like death warmed over. As I’ve doing some major pushes to line up projects and still doing my embodiment work??? Sleep has been elusive. Fuck it though: I’m days of chasing perfection are over… My focus is get things done, Dudes.

As always: Have a glamorous day for fun!!

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