Humor Day & Night - Freaky Friday

Chronicle: - 5-17-2008


Even though homelessness is difficult and tough on a daily basis.....the everyday struggle to survive, there are many times when humor reigns.

Last night while finding my normal "roost for rest" for the night at the Greyhound bus station, I stood outside in the cold to watch the "sights". It's amazing sometimes what goes on between the hours of 1 and 5 a.m. in the morning, when most normal, self-respecting persons are in bed.

Last night, Friday night, the "Drag-Queens" were out in full force making their money. Now even though I don't swing that way at all, I still find it humorous to watch them. "Big Queens", "Lil Queens", "In-Between-Queens"......all types! The "costumes", for lack of a better term, make the show worth watching! LOL......phew! Where do they get some of these ideas? The object I've found just by watching, like "normal" prostitutes.....the object is to be SEEN on the SCENE! The six inch stilletto boots, the super short "Daisy Dukes", the big faux designer bags, the multi-colored wigs (with a alternate/change in the purse - so that "she" can become another person if the "look" is not working for the night!) LOL

What's even more funny is the number of "straight" guys that come out of the "straight" clubs after partying with the "real" females that patronize these queens! Who would have ever thunk it? You see them creeping around, circleling around until they finally "find' what they want, pick it up quickly (around the corner) and pull off. Amazing. Just like regular prostitution, you see same "ho" back on the block 10 minutes later. Nothing different.

On a different tip, on my daily trip to the library to write this blog, while waiting for my computer session to come up, I made my normal trip to the "john" to make a deposit. It always cracks me up, that the library opens at 9:30 a.m. every morning. It's like a stampede for the homeless people to get in to make a mad dash for the restrooms. During this "visit", lol, I never find it anything less than amuzing to listen to what goes on in the stall next to me. Sometimes its sheer agony! The grunting and the groaning. Man! The guy next to me you could tell was in obvious "pain", yet relief! "Oh God!, Oh God! Ummmph!" He says! All I could think, was what did he have last night for dinner?! Sometimes, you can hear someone "eating" in a stall. Gross. But since there is no eating allowed in the Public Library, a bathroom stall is the only private place sometimes for them to eat their meals sometimes. So you hear the crackling of paper, slurping and the likes sometimes.

Then there are times when you may find an occasional "whacker"! To be blunt, and keep it real.....he's masturbating in the stall next to you. I guess since he doesn't have a home to go to, and can't do it anyplace else, this is the next best thing. It's funny as hell. Sometimes you can see the "hand puppet" on the flooor. Up, and down. Faster and faster. Slow....then fast. Then...suddenly....the heavy breathing! And finally the sigh. (Hope it was good for you fella!) LOL