Last night I celebrated the end of sobriety with my friend N, who was saving his liver for some sports related activities over the past month. He's fairly new to NYC but knows enough about it to know what he wants to do, thus we went to Barcade (it's a bar! it's an arcade!), making it his first excursion to the establishment, as well as ( Read more... )

Tonight I went for a facial and loaded up on new products. Clean face, clean slate. AND: I'm firing my dermatologist and getting a new one who doesn't just throw drugs at the problem or declare that I have "ugly moles," (yes, he really said that). I also need to check in with an allergist/dietician and see if I'm ignorantly annoying my skin with ( Read more... )

16 years ago my mom burst through the door one summer afternoon with a box in her hands. "Give him a name and something to eat. I've got to go back to work! See you later!" To my sister and my delight, there was a kitten in the box! He was a grey and black tabby with huge ears and unblinking eyes. I was reading The Hobbit and my sister had ( Read more... )

Pride was FANTASTIC! C and I were in the Dyke March on Saturday and watched the Pride Parade Sunday. The interesting thing--besides the fact that, in two Peruvian floats, we saw zero biological women--was the reaction to the signs I made. On Saturday, mine said: "The most violent element in society is ignorance." (Emma Goldman, Anarchist). ( Read more... )

I've said for a long, long time now that your family is something you make, blood relations notwithstanding. So let me document and testify: this past week reminded me that I am so thankful for the people in my life who love me because they do, not because they must. Celeste, Emilie, Jen, Jason B. (and his entire family), Jason Foo, Joshua, and ( Read more... )

Bloody hell. I knew my hopes were up too high. I was just entirely too excited about seeing my family (especially my sis and bro-in-law) in Alabama for a week, and I really must thank the universe for smashing a big reality pie right in my face...

( Battle in Bama, Sister to Sister Cage Match )

So here's the plan, as much as I can plan it ( Read more... )

Last week, before the fall-out of the last guy (in, admittedly, a string of "last guys"), he asked me in email form a pretty blah, Katie Couric kind of question, which was: "If you could be anywhere, doing anything right now, where would you be and what would you be doing ( Read more... )

After a delightful boning from the gentle folks who command the airways--including 2 canceled flights, an extra night in H'ville, and a lost bag--I am back in Brooklyn. I can't really call this apt. home for much longer, but my cat is here and there's beer in the fridge, so it's home enough. PM did a great job of caring for the orange beastie and ( Read more... )

I saw a dirt devil ( Read more... )