My mother told me Homer Ditto was not my father. Nope. Mom had had a fling with some other guy who was my dad. Some dude who didnt stick around too long who Mom was happy to get rid of. She chose Homer, and Homer chose me, so he lent me his name even though I didnt have his blood. – Beth Ditto
A few years back, when my style was punk grandma, I picked up an amazing pair of sandals – orthopaedic ones, with really thick soles. Ive given them away to a friend now, because these days my look is more 1980s substitute teacher gone wild. – Beth Ditto

