My name is jesse james and this website is just like me.
I live in Seattle with my favorite girl, Violet. We’ve been a thing that’s getting close to 4 5 6 years now. We are currently engaged to be married. After the night we met we spent the next 15 months of starting to be, becoming, and being a thing with 6,514 miles in between us. About three four five years ago we figured out how to be in the same place at the same time… finally. I like it best this way.
We have had a fish named Fraidy that lives in the little pond in our yard. I have actually only seen him twice. He spends most of his time hiding from Marcus, our raccoon. Violet says I cannot claim Marcus as ours because he she is a wild animal. However, he she and her babies lives in our tree, eat our garbage, and we always say hello in passing. We rent our home, which means we rent our pond, which means Fraidy is the pond fish aren’t technically ours either. Details. What I really want is a dog. Violet and I have the coolest dog that has ever walked the earth.
As a faggy, boi-like, lesbian, dyke, girl, androgynous, sister, partner, girlfriend, writer, daughter, activist, believer, friend, gardener, Cher-loving, liberal, sexy, goofy, stubborn, cocky, fragile, political, sensitive, angry, kind, self-loving person, I like this quote:
“If I didn’t define myself for myself, I would be crunched into other people’s fantasies for me and eaten alive.” (Audre Lorde)
And so I do.
This is my web page.
(If you’d like to chat, question, comment, spout, anything about anything outside of this public forum feel free to email me at jessejamesblog@gmail.com)

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April 28, 2008 at 2:24 pm
no pasta for you, raccoon. « just like jesse james
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December 10, 2010 at 12:27 pm
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Next time just take her to see the musical HAIR (which is on tour now) — that’ll make everything else seem tame, and at least then you can have some fun while you’re blushing. (She might just enjoy it more than you do, and she might even admit it.)