A friend called to tell me her next door neighbor came out to her after several years of friendship. She said, “Is it me or am I a magnet for straight people turning gay?” I said T’s mom read somewhere that every year the percentage of gays goes up. I told her not to fret it, it’s just that people are doing what is natural instead of repressing urges and being miserable trying to be…
Mom and I went to Mandina’s today after a few weeks of not getting together for our Saturday ritual. She hadn’t been there in ages and she was thrilled to be going after our efforts to go to Parkway were thwarted by them being closed. When we walked in two very elderly ladies were seated in the bench by the door, one of them asked mom if she wanted to sit down. Later mom said…
You know all those beads that you fought dearly for during the parades – well here’s your chance to make sure they don’t end up in landfill for the next 8 billion years. You can take them to 5700 Loyola Ave, off of Nashville.
Woke up to a calm that was echoed in everything – the quietness in the house with the absence of Wolfie, the tranquilness of the park this morning as Loca and I walked through a sort of stillness, thickness, almost lulling white noise and overexposed light. The calm before the storm, even though the storm was Tuesday, when we all stormed into the streets with costumes and fire in our bellies ready to roar. It’s…
Wolfie went in today to start her heart worm treatment. The first fifteen days are the worst, where the injection is killing the worms and she has to remain as tranquil as possible. The house is SO QUIET without her even though she doesn’t make any noise hardly ever.
What’s there to regret? Sixty times around the sun While staring at it
The build up to Mardi Gras always seems to come on like a freight train. While the rest of the world is planning their year in January, we are starting our Mardi Gras revelry, fresh off the holidays. Depending on the moon, it can come on like a freight train – last year it was February 5, when we were barely out of New Year’s diapers. What’s simply amazing about Mardi Gras is the visual…
Yesterday, around 8:30 in the morning, as folks in other parts of the world got their coffee and went to their desks, I already had on my false eyelashes and friends were stopping by for a Bloody Mary – why? because that’s how we roll here in the Big Sleazy and it was Fat Tuesday after all. Here are neighbors on their way out the door: Then we called a cab and other friends rode…