sandra sarra

My lesbian haircut

i got my haircut again today at fantastic sams, then i went to work.

its memorial weekend here on pensacola beach and the festivities stretch out all the way to orange beach and gulf shores alabama! gay beach it becomes on memorial weekend, thousands and thousands of queers come to celebrate.

and redneck familys come to… and when.they arrive at their condo, auburn flags a flying they’re surrounded by happiness and beauty and being unfamiliar with that, they become pissed.

i served a family tonite, one of my first tables, a party of five. i say,” hello, may i get you something to drink?” the father looks up, maybe he was about to smile, i don’t know but he looked at my hair and i read on his face that i was one of them and he hated me. and his daughter looked up and her face said the same thing then when i was bringing their water i busted the son-n-law talking about me.

fuck!!!! it must be my haircut, fucking fantastic sams, don’t know the difference between punk and dyke.

the good maker speaks

take some new potatoes, cut them in chunks, drizzle roasted almond oil and some salt and toss, bake on 400 till golden, sprinkle with sherry vinegar and thank god your alive for it

As much as I’d like to be quarterback Think I’d be better at sacking one

i am

i am nearly the same as i was five zillian quadrillian billion years ago, a star rotating and hardly changing just shedding old skins,.like i’m shedding now