Tuesday, October 14, 2014


November 1st is National - Rock My NDN Hair Day !!!

Please post a photo of your NDN hair to your social pages - Facebook/Twitter/Instagram !!


Friday, October 10, 2014

Being 40 & Sober

Oh gosh, I was just thinking the other day about how me and my ma have been sober for the past 16 years.

How time flys.

Sobering up was one of the best decisions we ever made in our lives.

I can still remember my last drink, it was SF Pride 98 and I got a big gallon of gin to celebrate!

So when enough was enough, I decided that SF Pride 98 was going to be the weekend to start my new journey and took that gallon of gin and poured it entirely out into the kitchen sink.  My mom was standing there and she let out a big smile.  Thats how I knew I was doing the right thing.  My mom eventually sobered up 6 months after I did, her sobriety bday is on New Years.

Thinking back on it, the way I sobered up did a seem a little cliche, like it was a scene right out of the 1986 docu-movie, "The Alkali Lake Story: Victory" . (great movie by the way)

I had another friend who was sober for a while and everyone said she was a complete bitch while she was off the sauce.

Sometimes I think I turned into a bigger bitch when I sobered up.

I remember hanging out at Louises Bar in Lawrence, Kansas., having a Shirley Temple and I was talking to this old flaming Navajo queen named Joey.

We were sitting there chilling and she said, "stop being a bitch"  .

I had to laugh because that really caught me off guard.

Thats what I love about Navajo queens, those bitches will read you when you least expect it and be spot on.

I really remember her talk because she was very sincere about it.

Flash forward 16 years later, I obviously didn't take that road.

In fact, my bitchy skills came in very handy being an entertainer, whether it was being on stage, dealing with hecklers, dealing with other jerky comedians, or just a way of venting for that day.

For the next 20 years of my life I don't want to be that bitchy person anymore.

So from here on out I'm going to try to approach everyday like Marlo Thomas in the opening sequence of her tv show, "That Girl" ! #next #chapter


Friday, October 3, 2014

Korina Korina !!!

Oh no, Korina Emmerich (Puyallup) just got her ass handed to her on National television via Project Runway Season 13 Episode 11 and also online from the PR fans. 

In my personal opninion, I really thought Sean or Sharkita should have went home for their non-functional designs in this episode, "The Highest Bidder" , because their models couldn't even walk in their outfits, I mean really, did no one else notice he sent a lamp down the runway?

And then PR judge Nina Garcia goes after Korina's colorful knit when Sharkita has done the color blue in her dresses for how many episodes this season?

But I will give it to Nina Garcia for calling out Korina's outfit as being outdated.  Thats not a bad comment and really, the industry did the same thing to Coco Chanel with her last line before she came back and dazzled everyone with contemporary tweed, so it can be done.

I'm glad Korina stuck to her Native inspirations but like the other PR judge Zach Posen said, "we've seen this look from her but I haven't seen it evolve yet" , so fair is fair, its time for Korina to take her Native designs to another level!

I am not and I will say this again, I am not excusing the way Korina handled herself on Project Runway, she definitely got sucked in the competition and gave the PR producers definitely what they wanted for their viewing audiences, drama.  But isn't that what makes this show so great?  If Korina and countless past PR designers didn't show their asses on this series this show would be less entertaining and interesting.

I understand why so many of the PR fans sent her hate mail, of course no one likes negativity or mean girls but what would Disney fans be without their Wicked Queen, Maleficent, & Madam Medusa.

Fortunately I am a person not to jump to conclusions so quickly, if she does comes back for another PR season and doesn't change her attitude, then yeah, I will go with the majority on this one.


Feeling Savagy

Its October 3rd, 2am and I don't have to work tomorrow, which is why I'm staying up late blogging.

I have so much on my mind.

First, I broke my soda diet today.   I went to the Swan Oyster Depot on Polk St. in San Francisco today, I had some time before my walking tour began on Nob Hill, I wasn't giving the walking tour, I was actually tagging along with SFcityguides.org so I could learn more about SF.

The Swan Oyster Depot is supposedly one of the best places to eat raw seafood in town.  I went in and the first thing out of my mouth was like, "do you guys fry anything here" ?  The answer was no so I just had the Clam Chowder which I didn't care for, it was so watery.

The walking tour went great.  We got to walk thru the Grace Cathedral Church, the Fairmont Hotel and the Big Four Restaurant.

Before the walking tour began I was reading up in the SFBG on Chinese political activist/artist - Ai WeiWei's new art installation on Alcatraz Island.  I've known his artwork was coming to the Bay Area for quite sometime, as I read the story in the paper, it was everything I imagined it would be, moving, emotional, political, inspiring.  I was really moved by the story so much that I had to send in a thank you note to the journalist for writing the story.

Of the 7 pieces that Ai designed for Alcatraz, one installation was inspired by the 1969 Alcatraz Occupation takeover by the Bay Area Native American tribes so I knew Ai was going deep with his art.  The piece that is dedicated to the Natives is called, "Illumination" , which calls to history in 1895 when about 19 Hopi's who were imprisoned on Alcatraz for not sending their kids to Native American boarding school.

Just reading that small part of the article meant so much to me because I love reading anything about Native American culture.  There are so many non-native people out there, factions, local cities, government, and whoever who don't give a fuck about Natives.  So it was a nice feeling & gesture, that Ai took the time to remember the people and the atrocities from a Native perspective.

Next week I'll be heading over to Alcatraz for the annual Sunrise Ceremony, so I can't wait to walk around and explore Ai WeiWei exhibitions.

Lets move onto the next topic, my love life, it still sucks.

Moving on.

I really miss my Native friends from school.

I am not one of those Natives who shun my culture, I embrace it, I love it, I flourish in it, even when I'm not around it or my people.

I know, that if I ever see any of my old Native friends from my past that we'll pick up right where we left off.  Which I can never say about my non-Native friends.  I don't know, maybe I am a racist that way because I prefer being with my own, Natives.

*Flashback time*

Do you know whats fucked up.  A couple years ago, one of my comedy friends said I enjoy being the only Native in the comedy community because I enjoy all the attention of being the only Native everyone knows.

Theres a whole lot of things wrong with this statement, here they are in no particular order:

- its because this person made that statement and said more fucked up shit along those lines, I no longer associate with that person, trust me, this was an ongoing thing and it needed to stop.  

- in my perfect world, i would love to still live in Kansas, New Mexico, Arizona, Idaho, or be in some Native community because thats my preference, I love being around Native people, and not be around degenerate, junky, alcoholic, socio-path comedians who don't give a fuck about anybody but themselves, so no, I don't prefer being by myself, I prefer being around loving people, Natives.

- I'm not white, I'm not heterosexual, I don't go to Burning Man therefore my jokes will not reflect that but I did once say, "you know you're white trash if you took your family vacation at Burning Man"

- I'm not down with that last of the mohican bullshit, if you're a non-native and you don't know any Native people than too bad, what the fuck am I supposed to do about it, I barely hang out with any Natives myself.

I would like to end this blog on a positive note, its about a dream I had a couple weeks ago.

In my dream, I saw some of my old Native friends from school and when I realized it was them, my heart leapt for joy and I cried because I was so happy to see them.