Year: 2004
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Days of Yore
A year ago today. And two years ago today. The panty line? The hell? Holy cow, I’m crazy.
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DonaldEugene Pet Poet Extraordinaire
Tucker By DonaldEugene I wasn’t born yesterday, not even last week. I might not be a kitten, but I’m feelin’ pretty sleek. I snuck out thru the back door, yeah I’ve been around the block. The east coast was my home, now the west coast I do rock. Yeah my name is Tucker and I’m…
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Recovery: Step Two. Recovery step, too. Recovery. Step to.
I’m wearing my indie rock today because all you cheap monkeys wouldn’t spare me a dollar (except a few of you-you know who you are. And I love you. The rest of you are heartless bastards). Earlier, I listened to At the Drive-In (because they’re angry). After that, I listened to Shellac (because, well, he…
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Days of Yore
I did not post last year or the year before. So I’ll just say that today I am 30.5 years old.
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Mama don't let your babies grow up to be buck teeth.
When I was a little girl I had a serious overbite. I know the word “serious” doesn’t describe much, so allow me to elaborate using examples. My Immodest Front Teeth My top teeth were so arrogant, they did not like the relationship between my bottom lip and my top lip. All those times I waited…
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Gay Pride and Coffee in the Park
This weekend Toby and I accomplished quite a bit. On Saturday we discovered the bus system. We headed to Alamo Square for Coffee In The Park (CIP). Mitch Cope (our dear friend from Detroit) told us about it months ago and Mark (the coffee maker) started it up again after a hiatus. Toby and I…
