They call it intimate partner homicide and makes it sound so sweet.

My best friend from junior high school murdered her boyfriend while he slept on the couch. We can come back to that.

Julie Rockholz was murdered on what her sister believes was Friday night March 10th.

Julie did everything right. She knew he was shitty so she was already thinking ( Read more... )

She.

She did what she was supposed to do.

Make a decision, make a plan. Do the plan.

She had a gofundme page
To collect to leave.

Her sister can't account for a chunk of the gofundme
And She took off Monday from work.

Her sister believes she was murdered on Friday night.
It's clear she had found a new apt.

Remember back in the day at Twilo when we'd all line up
And then the doorman would come down the line
Counting
He wasn't just counting how many were in, how many left, and how many they could let it
They were also counting Asians.

So you might be a great dancer, and as a dance club that might attract an audience
But no one wants to sit in a club with all ( Read more... )

We moved to San Francisco in 1987. I was 10. We had just come from Guam, I was still free.

After living in temporary housing, we got our place.

My dad was stationed on Treasure Island. The seawall was, a place. The view of San Francisco, was obscene. Today dickherds pay fuck loads for a view like that. But we were trapped on Treasure Island, and no ( Read more... )

When you get stationed on a new Base you're often put in temporary housing. Especially if it's overseas, you're house isn't showing up for a month because it comes by boat.

When we moved to Treasure Island we were in temporary housing at Naval Air Station Alameda. Definitely the worst temporary housing I'd been in. Off white, standard yellow, slick ( Read more... )

1995, I guess. Somehow me Duane and Laurie were in my 1992 Ford Escort driving back into town on 21 from J'ville. I was flying, Duane was in the backseat.

Coming up I saw a state trooper in the median clocking folks and, as I glanced in my rearview I knew he definitely could've clocked me and could be coming, but I didn't see him move.

I was half a ( Read more... )

Tough gay guys at The Library
Anither late night
Library staff
The regulars are no longer there

Williamsburg was
Bushwick would be

But whatever the fuck that lot was,

Will forever,
Will be.

I don't remember a ton though i wish i did,
The bar and then boy that i ended up with,
Had the perfect beard.

Somewhere off of Broadway where noone would ever know, except ( Read more... )

By no means does any woman deserve this.
So loving, so cool, such a good soul.
I'm severely, deeply disturbed by this.
I know the stats,
I watch all the series on this,
I read all the articles on this.
I just feel sad.
She was a fucking gem.
And everyone who ever met her knows this.
I've known women who have been emotionally, mentally, and physically abused ( Read more... )

If the cabbie asks you to sit up front
Don't
You're likely to get a tongue down your throat
Or a hand up your leg
When you finally stop

If you're drunk, and the cabbie stomps the gas and brake like a 4 year old throwing a tantrum,
Get out
Lest you will puke
And if you do
Open the door, tell them they are shitty drivers, do your business,
Then tip them well

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Before I die I want to syphon gas from a tank