Talking bout my generation.
Well, just back from the 31st year of Women’s Week in Ptown. It was my 13th year and I had a blast as usual. Ten days of barking, eating, doing shows, going to shows, movies, dances, finding lodging, balancing work and pleasure with the new GF, working out, bumping into exes, and trying to stay sane enough to be funny.
I wore a tree costume to the Kate Clinton Football game as well as in the streets. That was funny. The look on people’s faces when they see a tree walking down the street is kinda priceless. I greet them with, “Hollow, I am branching out today.” They usually just crack up. Gay straight and everything in between love a talking tree. I did have a run in with a Rottweiler that was not particularly amused and I ran and hid behind the biggest strongest butch lesbian I could find.
The ferry from Boston was once again shut down while we were there. I feel like we are being discriminated against. But the lesbians get there come hell or high water. “Screw em” said one lesbian, “we’ll swim. This is our week.” A gaggle of gals, were on the pier looking out into the harbor, one exclaimed, “Oh look, is that a hump back whale?” “No” replied another “That is Barbara and her cooler.” Barbara was kicking and swimming furiously. “Come on girl you can do this!”
There are about 4 generations still coming to women’s week now. I did a show at the Provincetown Inn, for the group called Silver Threads. And when I did an age countdown, there were lesbians in their 50’s, 60’s, 70’s, 80’s and even one gal that was 93 years old, and she was a cop at the Stonewall Riots! Maury. So I guess there are several different groups of lesbians, Silver Threads, Golden Threads and Hanging on by a thread.
I am so happy that the gay and lesbian elderly housing projects are going up all over the country. I am this far away from one of those. But I mean seriously, what if you are 80 years old and your girlfriend decides to dump you for a younger 76 year old? What then? Do you go find a new house? Start with a new mortgage? No. You go to the gay and lesbian elderly housing and live there. And you don’t even need to find a new girlfriend, because they assign one to your room. Yay!!
Now that I am in my mid 50’s my body is slowing down just a tad. I mean, I am seeing a younger woman and she is all about sex. I try to keep up but all of a sudden I find myself going “ooh shoot ouch, I think I have carpel tunnel “or” augh hold on, my hip’s out of whack or we’ll be near orgasm and suddenly I’m like, “Cramp, got a cramp in my calf!” Fortunately for me she is good at multi-tasking, so she just rubs that out too!
Poppy is teaching a comedy class in Kingston RI for the month of November
Check her calendar for upcoming dates