Moose on the Loose

(Check comments for something like an update on Moose's adventure. We're hoping for a proper post Wednesday evening. Thanks for all the good wishes for our roving reporter, kids!)

One cranky middle-aged woman.

One eye-catching, provocative, possibly risky tee-shirt.

With this image on one side:

And this on the other:



1887 miles of great American highway.

She vows to wear the shirt every day, everywhere. And to tell the readers of Roxie's World how people react to her . . . fashion statement.

Will she encounter birthers, wingnuts, and homophobes? Or sweet boys in unexpected places who sidle up next to her and whisper, "I like your shirt?" Desk clerks who ask why 1969 is significant, and, when she explains in her sweetest, most teacherly voice, look back with a smile and say, "Thank you! I learned something today?"

Bright and early Monday morning, Moose is off on an expedition (or, as Pooh and Piglet would insist, an expotition). She's going away for awhile to cleanse her soul, reconnect with her brain, breathe a different air, salvage -- or ruin -- her academic career. Where is she going? Some of you know. Heck, one of you gave her the keys to the kingdom, and for that we are truly, impossibly grateful. It doesn't really matter where she's going, though -- As someone once said, The end is nothing, the road is all. Just follow along and see what kind of adventures she has along the way. She'll report back here as time and internet connections allow.

It's a big country, people, with a million stories happening every minute. Let's see what kind of stories an old broad in a big gay tee-shirt can turn up for us. Wish her luck, and pray for good weather. Moose hates to drive in the rain. We'll play her off with a little Dylan, in keeping with the 60s theme of her wardrobe and her fantasy life. How does it feel, Moose, to be on your own? Especially when you've got a sweet old dog and a loyal helpmate waiting for you back home? How does it feel? Safe travels, Moose, and remember: A rolling stone is only a Skype away. Dogspeed.



(Big thanks to Geoffrey, who gave us the tee-shirts, in connection with this exhibit, and to qta, who helped work out the techno-glitches. Thank heaven for little queer boys.)