So when I last posted to this little blog last the warm glow of the Christmas season had engulfed the world and visions of sugar plums were dancing in my head. Everything was in perfect harmony, the planets were properly alligned, God was in His heaven, and all was good.
Then I got up one morning in January, shuffled over to my state-of-the-art Windows XP computer, attempted to log-in to my e-mail, and discovered the internet was gone. I was very disappointed as I really liked the internet, but realized that my dad was correct when he told me that the internet was just a fad. Apparently the internet had just fizzled-out in popularity and gone the way of hula-hoops, frisbees, and stereos with automatic record-changers.
I found an old copy of TVGuide and saw that the Phil Donahue talk show was scheduled next hour. I now had plans for my morning, but decided first to call the phone company and make certain they were no longer charging me for internet service as there was no more internet.
I spoke to a very nice phone company rep who sounded like he was from Indiana, but when asked said he was in Kansas. (Or maybe it was India, I don't remember). This man was a genius. After a few simple questions, we discovered two problems. First, I had fallen asleep again in my blonde wig, thus the reason for my mental confusion. Secondly, the internet was still in service. It was my phone line that was causing the problems.
Now it was almost exactly one year ago that my phone line had failed previously. I received no help from anyone and replaced it myself. This time, I decided to do things differently. I decided to consider ALL internet options and began doing research.
The fastest way to do research is on the internet, and since my access was gone, I was forced to use the public library. Now I LOVE the public library. I'm a big library supporter. I think libraries are essential and a nice luxury every community should have. But, the libraries are public, as opposed to my private internet access at home. The computers at my library are out in the open, laid out on desktops, and anyone can see what you are doing on the computer just by walking past. I'm extremely old-fashioned and easily embarassed. The last time I used a public computer and something objectionable popped-up on the screen I almost broke a leg trying to shut everything down.
That means I was uncomfortable blogging and Tweeting about crossdressing. I know many people, probably most people, would disagree with me on this, but I was raised this way and decades of such Puritan attitudes are difficult to overcome. I think people should wear whatever they want to wear. If you want to dress like a man, like a woman, or the Queen of Sheba you should have that right. And I know that in this day and age children are already exposed to crossdressers (I was probably in my teens back in the stoneage when I first came across stories of other crossdressers), but I have chosen to not put the topics of crossdressing or transgenderism before others publicly. I'm happy with my personal level of privacy. People find my little blog by looking for it. I do not purposely put my blog in front of strangers because I don't know what these strangers want.
I also did this because of the incorrect attitudes of many people. There's nothing pornographic about my blog, yet crossdressing and transgenderism is often labeled as such by people who are ignorant. Who wants to be accused of corrupting the morality of American youth? I want wonderful things for American youth whether or not they are transgendered.
So am I being a total wimp and letting people shout me down? Maybe. I prefer to think of it as avoiding conflict and freely speaking where I can. On the keyboard side of the computer screen, I felt conflicted. On the other side of the computer screen, I felt free and bold. I decided to wait until I had private internet access again to blog. Besides, I like blogging in my PJs (male or female).
So I tried a few internet service providers that offered options other than DSL. Internet service via smoke signals was reasonably priced, but slower than dial-up. And after two days of YouTube delivered by the U.S. Postal Service, I was forced to move from my apartment for lack of space. My new apartment has good phone wiring, and I am back on the internet.