I had a strange night last night. Made me wonder...
My wife and I went to her law firm's LGBT event last night at a West Hollywood gay bar and restaurant. The rooftop bar had an amazing view and was mostly full of boystown hipsters. After drinks, we went downstairs and had a nice dinner and conversation. Actually, I think I did most of the talking, ended up cracking a lot of off-the-cuff jokes and ended up with a Flintstones theme song sing-along. We had a gay old time.
We went outside and waited for our Uber driver. And waited... And waited... Well, the bastard blew us off, so we saw it as a sign and walked over to the historic bar across the street because hey, that's what you do when your buzz wears off while waiting for a nonexistent ride... Anyway, we ordered some beers and watched the end of the Dodgers/Mets game and met these really fun (and drunk) girls from Sydney, Australia who were a blast to party with. One of them noticed that my wife and I had matching wedding rings and asked us how long we'd been married. After I told her "over 20 years", she had to ask me how that was even possible. So I told her that I used to be a guy. She almost didn't believe me and kept telling me how blown away she was and would never have guessed in a million years that I was trans. I suppose her being 6'2" as well kinda helped. When the game was over, we went outside and tried for another Uber.
The Uber driver was mega-cool. Long hair, tats, total metalhead. He asked us what kind of music we wanted to hear, so we requested some metal.
"Do you like Rainbow?"
"I freaking LOVE Rainbow! I love love love Ritchie Blackmore."
"Me too. You know the album 'Down to Earth'?"
"Uh, huh... With Graham Bonnet. I have everything. I'm not just a fan, I'm a musician too."
"Me too... I'm actually the guitar player in Graham Bonnet's band."
"No sh*t?! That's a tough gig, considering he sung for Blackmore, Schenker, Malmsteen and Vai. Seriously tough acts to follow!"
"Here's some new stuff." *plays new music*
"Wow, it's actually really good. I'm sorta surprised because I heard him suck mightily in recent times."
"He finally got sober. *chuckles* Anyway, we're playing the Whisky on Saturday. Do you want to come?"
"Sure, we have nothing else on calendar."
"I'll put you on the list..."
How is it that I'm still quite the rocker magnet after transitioning? I suppose our first Uber was meant to blow us off, because now we're seeing Graham Bonnet tomorrow night!