Since my blog’s been private, I’ve received dozens of invitation requests. Most of them were from y’all but I got a few from the “We’ve never met, but…” crew. Call me a softie but those are the ones that have pained me the most. It’s, like, so much of what this world has been about … Read More
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NIN of the Above
Talk about Domme cred. My friend The Headliner invited me to the Nine Inch Nails concert Wednesday night (Aug 27) at the Izod Center (uh, the Meadowlands Arena). Me in my leather tank top, Armani jacket, pencil skirt, and sky high shoes. Early to arrive, we scored a prime spot near the front of the … Read More
Mostly Dead and Read
Lifted and reprinted with my notations from Roxi Fox’s blog. FWIW I have no idea who or what “The Big Read” is but I’m appalled there’s no Toni Morrison on here. Or DeLillo. Or Walker Percy. Or “The Sheltering Sky.” Or “The Corrections.” Or “Their Eyes Were Watching God.” I thought Jonathan Safran Foer’s “Everything … Read More
Good Times, Good Times…
Those last few weeks of July kept me hoppin’ in the studio. Realizing this past week was going to be fairly light, I decided to take the week off. Besides, my neck, shoulders, and back have both been addled by some kinks lately that definitely feel far more intrinsic than artistic so I figured a … Read More
Swamp Yankee
One of my readers was kind enough to point out recently that “Swamp Yankee,” a phrase I jokingly use to refer to my “cultural background” does not actually mean what I say it does. Harrumph! And I have such a strong appreciation (one might even call it a fetish) for linguistic precision. I ain’t changin’ … Read More