For this year’s spring break I was scheduled to give about a dozen in-person presentations to various college classes here in California’s Central Valley. Needless to say, with Covid 19 currently rava
MESA at CSU Fresno
At Fresno State for another MESA day. Yesterday was national coming out day. I was pondering that as I was wandering the campus amid throngs of middle school students from all around the central valle
Detransition? WTF?
I have had many people express concern over my transition and ask if I am sure. They are rightly concerned about regrets I may have. Honestly, the only regret I have is not doing this sooner. Anywho..
Love Your Child No Matter What
Oh wow, it only took Dana and I about 2 months to get this episode out, hahahaha!! Good thing it is awesome! No seriously, it is a cool show for parents of transgender children, and for anyo
Episode 4
Episode 4 of TransCisTer Radio is live! Exciting! Here is my write up about the episode: In this episode, Dana and Kelly introduce three amazing segments: Catching Up, Transgender in the News, and Ask
Dana on TransCister Radio
I have had some sort of mental block in sharing my latest endeavor with my friends here on FB.. I think it makes me feel a little vulnerable to throw this out for people who actually know me to hear!
My Podcast – TransCisTer Radio
I don’t remember when my friend Dana first mentioned to me the idea of she and I doing a podcast, though I do know what my response was, sure! I didn’t really know a whole lot about podcas
A Minor Massive Fear
It was with a weird disconnected calm that I heard my wife describe the horror I had been dreading since 2010. A student came up to her and described how all of the students were talking about that I
Being A Transgender Teacher
People often ask me what it is like to be a transgender middle school math teacher, this is what it is like. Not enough of an explanation? Okay….. I’ll give you a bit more info on the card above. This
Branching Out
A receipt? Yup, a receipt. This receipt is kind of special to me. The sort of thing that if I were fifteen years old again it would go into my keepsake box and be stored away for too many years. It is