Beachday! Cat birthday! Tunnel update!

Hey friends,

I hope you're hanging in there. Sorry for skipping last week's newsletter — I was trying to "take some time off" and "not exacerbate my carpal tunnel" and I would say I've been like 44% successful in those goals on the average day.

I'm back because my wrists and arms are still doing bad but I played an ill-advised round of Mario Party with my roommates last night, and if I do that, I can't really justify not also doing the job parts of my job. Or can I? You'll tell me, I suppose.

Anyway, this is gonna be a short, show-and-tell-style newsletter for very obvious reasons.

Photo ID: A selfie of Jery, Tuck, and Zee on the "beach" at Trans Beachday.

The most important news is that Zee and I were able to attend/assist with Seattle Trans Beachday, organized by our friend Jery. It was extremely cute and good — hundreds of trans people came, but we were spread out on the beach so I was (mostly) not covid-panicked, and Jery supplied a delightful and bountiful array of free food, drinks, stickers and pins. 

Look at this donut!!! It's vegan!!! It's trans!!!! It's making Zee so happy, seemingly!!! I love this. (It reminds me of our Trans Day of Snack merch designs but in real life hehe.)

Jery and a group of other rad trans folks in Seattle have started an organizing committee called Seattle Trans Joy, so follow them for updates on more rad stuff if you're in the PNW. 

Photo ID: a sticker of a bird saying "I don't need to educate anyone about my identity." The sticker is sitting in a plant, surrounded by leaves and vines.

While we were setting up Beachday, a random cis wandered up to me to ask what nonbinary meant(???) and he was holding a cell phone so I suggested that he could use his smart phone to google the question and instead he just asked me if I scuba dive(???) and then wandered away to interrogate some less prickly transes. (We got him out of there eventually.) But if you'd like to be reminded that you actually never have to answer that type of question from random men on the street, we have these stickers available (for $6.66!) for a couple more days in our merch store.

(I know sometimes I'm like "THIS IS IT, LAST CHANCE FOR MERCH" and then we immediately bring the design back, so I'll just tell you that I really sincerely am not planning to bring the Hot Trans Summer design or the geometric shape bike shorts/all-over shirt design back in the future for various annoying reasons, so this really is your chance if you want them before they're gone! Find it all at bit.ly/gendermerch, of course.)

Wow I feel like I'm typing more than the newsletters that are NOT supposed to be short. Why am I like this. Lemme just say quickly that Julia and I are putting together the final Season 8 lineup tomorrow, and also continuing to put together the NYC live show that is still happening because allegedly NYC is still chill somehow?? So, the gears are turning on new content! More on that in future weeks, but for now, something more important.... 

 LAST WEEK WAS RUBY'S BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!! My roommate made Ruby a CAT CAKE (truly disgusting and so thoughtful!) and so we had a tiny "party" of just our household to watch our cats eat the cake and it was VERY GOOD AND WHOLESOME.

The "cake" was garnished with a lil prawn and also catnip hand-foraged from our neighborhood because you really gotta go all out for this type of thing in a pandemic where real fun is illegal. 

Speaking of which... yes it was a layer cake!!!!! (Yes it was meat we aren't monsters!!!!!!!)

So, that was your Weekly Rhubarb, which means that this is the end of the newsletter. I'll talk to you soon. Thank you for being here through thick and thin and bad arms and gross pictures of cat food.  

xo,
Yr resident gender detective

PS: we're almost to the swipe-up number on instagram so no presh but if you want to help us swipe up, we are @gendereveal. cannot stress this enough: no presh! but imagine how cool it would be if I could say like "swipe up to listen to our new episode" like a fancy influencer or some shit. 

PPS: fuck the gay bank!