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a series of tubes
a series of tubes
Gaga just played two sold-out nights in Houston. I went Sunday night for work. You can read my review here. Her music is mindlessly fun. But when she talks about her mission to free her fans of their insecurities, and when she talks about her relationship with her parents, she seems 100% legit, vulnerable and [...]
I wrote about this essay briefly on the music blog*, and though it’s kind of old, I’ve been thinking about it a lot since I first read it. The reason why so many people are hesitant to admit that sexism exists, and the reason why so few young women are willing to self-identify as feminists [...]
This weekend felt like it lasted forever. CLH has been busy trying to get his ’63 VNB running for Amerivespa, and I had two parties to go to in one day. Add to that the Buffett concert Thursday and two separate classes at Sheila Kelley’s S Factor (a.k.a. stripper school) and it was a busy [...]
Why yes, that is me, doing a down-down from a hallowed-out lawn flamingo while tailgating at a sold-out Jimmy Buffett concert. Here is my review from my first-ever Jimmy Buffet concert. I regret to inform you that I might now be a Jimmy Buffett fan. I am certainly no Parrothead, but I had a working [...]
I found this funny little post, 5 Things You Should Know Before Dating a Journalist, to be accurate and entertaining. And No. 3 is mostly true.
Wednesday I wrote a post for The Press about the 40th anniversary of the KKK bombing our local Progressive radio station, a radio station that is situation in a house in my neighborhood, just two blocks ways from me. Wednesday night I was going through my Google Reader and I came across this post on [...]
My first slideshow ever went live on the Houston Press website last night, pictures from Jen’s third annual Pawdrophenia scooter ride benefiting SMART Animal Rescue. I fell in love love love with a pug with a bum leg but CLH would never let me take home another dog. He was so sweet. His name was [...]
I am in the depths of finals, desperately trying to finish up two papers before 5 p.m. today. Only then can I emerge from my dungeon, covered in grime and pale from lack of sunlight. One paper is about sexual tourism and the other is about something I haven’t quite figured out yet, which sucks [...]
The other day Matt K and I were talking about regret. I never had any for a long time. Decades. And then I had a ton. There is still wishful thinking and a sense of time wasted. I did a lot with my time, but there was so much I never even attempted because I [...]
The Tacita Dean kick continues, unabated. I was going to start by bringing up the one thing in your work that I know has influenced my own work, which is the green ray, because I put that little bit of dialogue in Middlesex about people talking about a green ray, which I learned about from [...]