Bird Honeycutt

I don’t go out to the bars anymore

In high school I had a crush on a guy who reminded me of the main character from the claymation film Chicken Run. It must have been his confidence.

Has anyone else checked to see what year it will be when they die based on average life span

Just me? Okay

As you can probably imagine, I really fucking hate that surfin’ bird song

The new shape on this mullet is doing wonders for my game y’all 😂

They didn’t die from HIV, y’all. We’re too young. They died of addiction. Or from depression. Or violence. This is an epidemic. Marginalized people die because we don’t know the trouble they’re in.

Spent the latter half of my day with my friend, who is also a trans woman. She is from a generation, and I am from a generation, where a bunch of us are dead. She said, “I can’t look at old photos without seeing every third one and saying, oh, they’ve passed on.”

WHAT drop whatever you’re doing and go watch it immediately

Anyway, I did not realize how un-religious I had raised my child until they saw this, arguably one of the most well-known stories in Abrahamic religions, for the first time at 13 years old. My ancestors are slapping my wrist but… I think it’s fine. Age appropriate. Too old for indoctrination.

It’s a story of faith and hope and revolution and hard-won freedom. But there are some fucked up elements too. I knew the details of this story by the time I was a toddler. That’s got to do something irreversible to the brain, right?

Anyway. A few minutes in, Noli asked, “hold up- this is a Bible story?!?” I explained that while some artistic licenses were taken, yes, the key incidents of this story are absolutely in the Bible. Slaves, psychedelic visions, plagues, lots of dead kids (not once, but twice!)… yep, all in the Bible.

By the way… The music goes so hard, and the cast is actually killer: Steve Martin, Ralph Fiennes, Danny Glover, Helen Mirren, Martin Short, Jeff Goldblum, Patrick Stewart, Sandra Bullock, Michelle Pfeiffer… to name a few. It holds up unbelievably well.

Noli is sick this week and yesterday we sat down and watched Prince of Egypt, a staple in my Christian childhood household.

The Lion King = Hamlet

Mufasa (the movie) = The Prince of Egypt

I will be taking questions at this time.

It also means I am always disappointing people. I am always feeling the need to check and make sure that everyone is okay in the wake of my chaos and ambition. It’s exhausting. But what isn’t exhausting, these days.

So when I make a big decision, a big change, even if it’s just for myself, I end up affecting the lives of so many people. And I truly feel the weight of that.

Really though. I wouldn’t be with my partner, be married, own a home, have renovated that home, my kid would not have a diagnosis, my friend group would not know one another… I push and I push for things to happen.

This isn’t a brag, it’s a conundrum of my own making.

When thinking about moving, I am acutely aware that I am asking other people to give up their plans and dreams too. Big or small.

Being the constant catalyst for change in my household and immediate community is such a serious responsibility.

Observing Noli at this fraught time is inspiring me. Their 13 year old brain is processing things in a way that is both surprising and heartbreaking. What is the next step, what can they leave behind, what is truly important.

They care most about their granny, and the cats.

A fun bad habit I have is never remembering LinkedIn exists until bajillion o’clock at night, and I’m sure that makes a great impression on all the people I send connect requests to

The most affirming thing anyone has said to me in 2025 was this past week when my psychiatrist said, “well it’s clear you’ve never been afraid of hard work, have you?”

C’mon man, I do all the stuff I do and still feel lazy, you’re gonna make me collapse into your arms over the phone and WEEP

This sent me 💀

it’s EXHAUSTING

Community theatres in my area will always have (all white):

5,000 exclusionary gay cis men, 3 women within the production you think are gay but they’re not, 3-4 bisexual female actors, 1 lesbian lighting designer, 1 rich Hilary-esque lesbian benefactor couple, and zero trans people

Community theatres in my area will post 15 years worth of photos and every person in those photos will be white as milk in a snowstorm

Update to this: I quit the job that most stressed me out, they were kind enough to leave the door open for my return, and now I feel so much lighter 😅😮‍💨

A couple years ago, a longtime best friend of mine decided not to be my friend anymore. Yesterday was his birthday, and I (a person who reaches out) made the decision not to reach out. The day passed, and I’m now sitting in thought. Sometimes the kindest thing to do for a friend is to let them go.

Noli forgot what “ba-dum chaaa” was so they did jazz hands and said “buh-duh ba ba baaah” instead 😂 〽️🤡

Literally having a panic attack for the past 72 hours, I swear my heart is gonna give out on me.

It’s occurring to me that probably my current lifestyle of working multiple jobs is not sustainable 💀😬

Should I go to grad school?

Context: I’m stuck for a few years living in a place where it’s hard to use my degree, so… why not?