Really, I’m going to call you soon. (Yes, I said that four days ago. Hell, I meant it! And I mean it now, too. Anyway.) Failing that, I will email. Or send smoke signals, which, as you note in the above-embedded voice mail, is one of many communication possibilities. I’m not dragging my feet to [...]
[the last one having been discovered in my underwear drawer, at which time I was delighted persons still in Olympia shared my delight.] This flier: …was from the first meetings of Queer Nation in Olympia, hosted by my roommate Tod Streater (RIP). With him, I attended said meetings – along with the first local meetings [...]
Some time ago, I tweeted, “I really need to find a way to sort out which of the voices in my head I should be listening to, and which I should ignore.” Lest anyone imagine I was joking, I present the following, composed, yes, entirely on my blackberry this morning (with a few edits/link and [...]
(But First, A Ridiculous Preamble) Tonight I was reading one dude’s entertaining post in response to a “Seven Things No One Knows About You” meme. This led me to recall the fact that a number of perfectly lovely people have “tagged” me with such memes in the past. However, because I am a surly and [...]
While avoiding packing for my trip to Greensboro tomorrow (though – crap – it’s now 4:11 AM, so let’s call it “today”), I ended up watching a movie called Heaven which I found interesting enough to look up on IMDB, leading me to a distracted series of link-clicks until I ended up at a completely [...]
In the middle ground between tweeting and blogging, there is, apparently, tumblr-ing – so in case people had wondered whether I still formed thoughts outside 140 character increments and the occasional hellishly long post here, this is where I’m doing that. It’s nothing much, but it’s more than nothing. If I were a smart girl, [...]
So I’ve changed my blog title from Square One (which had only been intended as a placeholder anyway, after my blog-nukage back in April) back to one I used for a while in 2006, Southern Discomfort. I guess it’s the only title I ever truly loved, so there you go. At the time, I explained [...]
I have a brief post on my Tumblelog in honor of Kate Millett, an imperfect and, in many circles, all but forgotten feminist revolutionary here. Here, also, is a photo of me with Kate in 1992: There’ll come a time when I’m ready to write much more about her. For now, suffice it to say [...]
Finally reading Nancy Milford’s biography of Edna St. Vincent Millay, Savage Beauty (a gift sent by my friend Chris, to whom I owe a good three or four letters). Here, the biographer is speaking of her early, delicate negotiations with the late poet’s sister, owner of Edna’s estate: There were only three things she said [...]
Jeff came home just now with Dave, his friend who is visiting from out of town (for whom we recently threw this party). While Dave was on the back porch, I shared with my husband this little fact, tweeted earlier: …Based on 7 Year Bitch’s “Dead Men Don’t Rape,” iTunes Genius recommends Black Flag’s “Slip [...]
