I am in Detroit. I am drinking and watching Taxi Driver in my underwear. I haven't left the house in several days. I have no plans to do so. I am unemployed. It's pretty great, although I'm only a few steps away from Winona Ryder in Reality Bytes when she ran up a nine-hundred-dollar phone bill with the psychic. I should watch that movie next

( The Blizzard )

come to my birthday party

Saturday, Feb. 4th, 10pm, at the East Side Company Bar on the Lower East Side/Chinatown. Take the F to Delancey or the J, M, Z to Essex. 49 Essex Street at Grand. Call me for more information. Do not come if you're really just a stalker. No, wait, I changed my mind... please do come if you're really just a stalker ( Read more... )

( The Cocktail Party )

( Other People's Houses )

( On Off-Off Broadway )

( the Clubland diaries? )

Buy Old Weird America #1 here.

Many thanks to whitnail and sigh_gone for smuggling me a dress out of Vietnam.

I wanted to post a photo for you two, but the 1975 scanner we have at work just isn't cutting it. Strangely enough, the mumu goes well with cowboy boots.

Last night I took the bus home from the Fox theater. I flopped into the first open seat I saw, right in front, and eyed the bottle of whiskey in my bag that I had snuck into the Dolly concert. The bus driver could see me, for sure, but I'm sure she wouldn't care if I ( Read more... )