Who is this guy and what is he doing here?

Hi everyone, Skylers Dad here from "Some Days It's Not Worth Chewing Through The leather Straps". I am one of the "caretakers" of this wonderful little electronic diary known as Real Live Lesbian, while our girl is off doing who knows what in Las Vegas.

Oh wait, the hidden webcam I stashed in her bag is reporting in on one of the activities she is doing...



Oh my.

Lets let her have her privacy while we do what anyone else does while they look after somebody else's place - snoop around! Let's see, gotta find the key, she said it was in the hide-a-key rock in the yard.

Note to RLL: If it's the only rock in the yard, it's fooling nobody. Doesn't matter anyway since it looks like Jay left the door wide open on his way out. Better be a little more careful there buddy, and don't leave your empties laying around. That's my job.

(switches on the old blog-o-matic computer) Ahhh, Windows 95, very nice RLL. Gives me some more time to drink your booze while this dinosaur boots up...

Wow! You have a serious amount of porn on here girl! I didn't know about some of these sites, let me just jot a few down...

Ok we are up and running and ready for bloggy fun.

You are probably wondering why another guy is guest blogging anyway. I mean what can SkyDad possibly know? That is why RLL left me some study material right here next to this big box labeled DO NOT OPEN.

Really? You would think she knew me better by now, hmm? While I was rifling through our girls DO NOT OPEN files, er, I mean doing research for this posting, I stumbled across some very interesting stuff. For instance, did you know one of her earliest books was going to be a big influence on her life? Sure enough, check it out:



An older school friend tried to tell her that she might be a lesbian, but she was doubtful as a young girl:



Intrigued, RLL immediately went to the library for some more material:




Eventually, our girl discovered that she had some musical talent. I never knew she played violin!



Wait a minute! Here is an old picture of me along with RLL and some other friends. It's labeled "One of these does not belong". Hmmm, yeah, I agree. The girl on the left was always a bit bitchy if you ask me.



Moving on deeper into the pile I found an envelope marked "For SkyDad's tat collection". How thoughtful of her! She remembered I do a bad tat Tuesday series whenever I get enough pictures my way (end of shameless blog plug). Except there is a sticky note on here that says "These are what good tats can look like".




Oh well, you be the judge, I actually didn't even notice the tats at first...

Oh now this looks like an interesting item. Written in her day-timer is an appointment for "2 hour smurf trim", what could that be? Oh wait there is another photo.



Holy tap-dancin jesus!

Later that same week there is another entry for ballet lessons. Well look at our girl getting all cultured and ..................Whoa!!!



(heads to bathroom for cold shower)

Okies, I am back now.

Last thing in here is some sort of instructional video on mouse hand exercises. Lets pop that into the old VCR...


(OK, this is an animated gif file that blogger doesn't like for some reason. Save it and open it in a browser, you won't be disappointed!)

Well, I think I have worn out my welcome here (the booze is all gone) so I will close up shop now with a story I want to share that is from the bottom of my heart. No really, I CAN be serious on occasion...

When Skyler entered grade school, we really fought hard for him to be included into the regular classroom. The school system didn't like that, and wanted him down the hall in the special class with all the other kids with disabilities. A lot of other parents didn't like the idea that our son was going to be in the classroom with their kids. They thought that even though he had an aide, he would be taking valuble time away from their precious little darlings. At back to school night, one girl, Jillian, came over with her mom and introduced Skyler to her. She said this is the boy I was telling you about, he talks with a computer! Jillians mom introduced herself to us and then introduced her partner to us.

We thanked them both for Jillian being so nice to Skyler and then we all moved around getting to know other parents.

More than a couple of people remarked about "the young girl with the lesbian parents" and it kind of got too me. Then madam PTA president (who I knew had led the battle against Skyler being included) came up with her phony smile and asked if I wanted Skyler to be around "those types" of people. I was pissed as hell, and told her "You mean the parents of the only kid in this class that took the time to see past Skyler's disability and try and be his friend? Yes, I really do want him around more people like them!"

My wife kind of drug me away before I made a bigger scene. God bless Jillian and her parents. They moved away in 5th grade, and I still think about them to this day.

Thanks for listening to me ramble here, and take care everyone,
Skydad (Chris)