On my flight home I ran into a neighbor and gave her a ride from the airport. When we drove down City Park Avenue and passed the park with the beautiful large Louisiana oaks covered with moss, I knew I was finally home. I live in such a unique area, Flower described it as a small Italian village, but here it is, home. I drove to Ursuline to drop off my friend, one of the…
When I returned from my trip to the West Coast there had been a spate of young boys committing suicide and it was about being young and gay and having no where to turn. In my Real Boys, I just finished the chapter about being gay and young and having no place to go. The chapter was a lengthy explanation about how gay is not a choice and that was driven home time after time.…
A friend was telling me about an experience she had had recently, not a good one, and I thought that maybe she had to have that experience to understand why she shouldn’t have that relationship. I quoted Flannery O’Connor to her, well last night I ended up quoting O’Connor again as I discussed with a guy how television is about to morph into being more blockbuster than subtle script stories. He loved the quote and…
We get a kick out of reading this classic tale to Tin and my friend got a kick out of it because Tin has two mothers. She thought it was hysterical. But there is one thing that is tried and true – you know who your mother is no matter what the circumstances. I watched a P&G commercial from the Olympics yesterday that was called Thanks Mom and like all good television spots, I cried.…
An entire day of consuming media by media people was finished with jelly beans and Shiraz – to say that I had nightmares last night would be an understatement, particularly an angel grabbed me from behind and would not let me go and I pulled and pulled and pulled towards my escape. Today sitting through the final session when the woman said to do some self-reflection and find out who you really are, I realized…
Is it possible to get back innocence? Only if you accept that you don’t know much still and that your whole life awaits you – it gets harder to do this at 51 plus, but it’s worth aiming for. Today I walked through the airport and had many flashbacks to people and places that have been in my life and I felt suddenly crowded by competing thoughts – wait was that with this person or…
Hair is important to me. Don’t ask me why. I don’t know how to do a damn thing with my hair but I will pay the bucks to get it blow dried and I will pay the big bucks to have the best guy I know do my hair. I’ll never forget sitting in Edith Morris’ office when we were going to adopt the first child – a girl – and the 20 year old…
So most everything I am looking at these days is being churned and burned by the internet and its culture of free which basically unraveled the music industry, and is about to chew its way through the publishing industry, let’s just not even get started with the media industry or the entertainment industry. So on the flight here to Orlando I had this radical thought (for me). I was reading my Real Boys book and…
I arrived in Orlando to the Shingle Creek Resort – lovely place – ahem. On my way to the airport, I stopped at the store on Metairie Road where friends had bought a bowl for Tin – it is a bowl that sticks to the table and it is invaluable for a little boy who likes to upend his bowls that don’t stick to the table. When I got back in my car I noticed…
On the morning I am getting ready to leave for a business trip, the house seems large and cozy at the same time, there is always a special light in the front room and my bed looks luxurious and inviting, and Tin is a perfect angel who I made breakfast for this morning – three eggs, two pieces of toast, apple and milk and he ate like a champion. My partner is running around on…