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The Familiar Itch of a Still-Healing Tattoo
For better or worse, I was largely without internet access over my two-week break. I composed the occasional entry in my head, but like the shirt you don't buy and go back to look at later, most of them lose the importance that urgency bestowed upon them with a little distance. I only posted once in December, and I would like to get it all on paper ( Read more... ) -
I'd Be Lying If I Said I Didn't Have Designs On You
My first vacation home since April starts FRIDAY, and it promises to be epic. Agenda below ( Read more... ) -
Don't Stand In The Doorway Don't Block Up The Hall
OK. Today - NOT THE ELECTION THE ELECTION IS A WIN DEAR GOD I FERVENTLY HOPE - but the day itself is a loss. I'm just hitting refresh on fivethirtyeight (for the reassurance), Perez (he' s watching Prop 8), Wonkette and CNN. Also running around putting together our election night party, sending interns for booze etc. Looking at my pretty pretty ( Read more... ) -
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Zak had two-dozen Hello, Cupcake cupcakes delivered to me at work this morning. The cupcake lady asked me not to cry. I cried.
This morning I have had two cupcakes, a cigarette and some coffee.
It's really happening tomorrow and I can't breathe.
I also have a dozen fucking cider donuts good lord I am going to be so fat and sugary.
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Words Like Moths Upon Old Scarves
For Meryl! An Ode on This, the Day of Her Birth
Oh! Meryl of Sunshine and Light
of Glorious Laughter and Delicious Dishes.
What could I write of your beauty, your
ways?
This, the Ode
probably there are rules.
Will would know them.
What could I write of your
Many Talents? Your
Joyous Giggles and your Nonsensical Impulses -
remember the time you babbled about ( Read more... ) -
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Dearest Friends ( Read more... ) -
Obvious Effort Is The Antithesis Of Grace
Last week a co-worker sent around an invite for free tickets to the Children's Defense Fund's 35th Anniversary Gala, so I scored two for me and Stipps. We got all gussied up in our little cocktail dressed and throws (Rei, I wore the purple silk one you got me from Thailand - big hit :)), hopped in the car and went. It was at the Kennedy Center, I'd ( Read more... ) -
Red Letter Year
Perfect city Sunday. Slept in late and walked up to AdMo to read at Tryst and sample Brody's chili at the chili cook-off at Grand Central - it turns out the three judges were Media Matters people (all of them from Texas. we call them the Texas mafia. they are staging a totally unsubtle take-over, it's alarming). Brody was disgruntled that I couldn' ( Read more... ) -
The Gays Love Me, What With the Tits and the Ass
I'm not ready to contemplate the sheer volume of tequila that needs to be consumed tomorrow night in order to get through the Palin/Biden debate with my soul intact. Sufficed to say Friday morning will in no way be pretty ( Read more... ) -
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Sugarland's first album, "Twice the Speed of Life", is my perfect fall backroads of Western Mass driving album, and it is fixing everything wrong with my soul right now, and it is amazing. I feel so good ( Read more... )