It came and went, no big deal - like most birthdays after thirty. I've spent somewhere between one and two thousand hours writing it, over a period of about two years and ten months. Now I have to decide what I want to do with it.

There are loads of loose ends to tie up, which is just like a real person who dies, or like we all have everyday, so there are always plenty of plot lines to follow or I could end it where it is - if the latter, as it's written in the first person, there would be no more, the narrator is no more. I know I tried that before and popular demand resurrected her.

Apparently it's the 30th anniversary of the release of Pacman today.

So of course Google has to celebrate with one of its famous doodles. Although there's more to this one than meets the eye. Apart the [I'm Feeling Lucky!] button being replaced with [Insert coin].

This one's written in Javascript (so those with NoScript installed may already have spotted something's up!) and is a playable version of the game - apparently all the way up to level 255...

Hi y'all. (God I'll have to stop the 'Georgian' accent.) Sounding like Jimmy Carter.

Well, chapter 8 of Martina's story is writ.
9 is also complete and I'm half way through 10.

Not sure where the story will take me after that.

Happy reading!

OXOXOX

Bev.

I need a translation again. My assassin is in Brussels so I need another translation, either in Flemish or French. A police officer is entering a hotel and asks "Wait sir, I would like to speak to you."

OK, I try to read this and just start crying. Does it mean that things will get better for us?

http://www.gidreform.org/dsm5.html

http://groups.google.com/group/transgender-news/browse_threa...

Here is a seminar that is exploring the new Protocols. It is in Phily.

http://proposals.trans-health.org/m/

Gwen

I find myself feeling rather fearful and nervous about meeting I am attending at 12:00 today.

The purpose of it is to comment on Treatment Protocols for the GBLT set at OHSU, here in Portland. I don't find myself feeling very charitable toward them as I think they are a pretentious, self important bunch. They seem to filter everything one of us says with filters that put some sort of bizarre Freudian spin on it.

They seemed to feel rather insulted when I walked away from them and went on to actually have a real life, and without their mind numbing drugs.

This link via the English language website of Pravda:

Beauty Contest Hoax

On the 21st of May 1810 Charles-Genevieve Louis-Auguste-Andre-Timothee Deon de Beaumont died in London at the age of eighty-three.
Much has been written about the Chevalier d’Eon since that day. For anyone still unaware of this famous historical figure, please read the links below for a précis of an unusual life which also included diplomat, spy, Advocate, Captain of Dragoons, fencing master etc. Plus, we should remember that at one time, many of us would have been called an Eonist.

It is easy for us to read about such a figure without thinking about the person behind the story.

Donna Milo is a transgender candidate in the republican primary here in Florida. Thought this might be of interest.

Rami

http://www.miamiherald.com/2010/05/16/1632958/transgender-ca...

http://donnamilo.com/

LIFE IS SHORT

For your good wishes, prayers and everything else that you expressed in your responses to my blog entries about my surgery. You all really helped ease my mind and my fears about it.

What a great bunch of gals and guys you all are.

Catherine Linda Michel

Victoria Kolakowski, an Administrative Law Judge, is running for Alameda County Superior Court Judge Office #9 in California and has an excellent record on LBGT issues, as well she might.

http://kolakowskiforjudge.com/

Puddin'

Just in case you're not a mathematical genius (or have easy access to a spreadsheet), 12,053 days (or, if you prefer, 289,263 hours) translates as 18th May 1977. On that rather dubious day in history, at about 5:31pm, one new life amongst many entered the world...

Anyway, Mum and Katie (my sister) popped over on Sunday, including this very attention-seeking ten year old...

Well, I had a couple of experiances that left me wondering if I will ever belong anywhere. The first happened Sunday morning. I was looking for a accepting church, so a quick search led me to one close, and I went. Now I am not the most conservitive Christian ever, but a church which has a hymn to Gaia just didnt seem like a good fit for me. Then Sunday night, I got into a heated discussion with the other members of the group at Pride, and I left wondering if I can ever belong there either. Ah, well.