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Flirty and Thriving
I’ve long been excited about turning 30. My twenties were spent figuring out who I am and what I want to be doing; my thirties are going to be spent creating the life I want. This is the decade where I will marry my fella, finally finish a novel and maybe do a little hang-gliding … Continue reading
Let a smile be your umbrella
Katy and I went to the sing-along Mary Poppins at the Castro last night. I sometimes forget what a fantastic film that is. I memorized most of it before I understood it, so trying to parse it as an adult is kind of like trying to separate the words of the Pledge of Allegiance into … Continue reading
TV
I finally got a chance to watch last week’s episode of Top Chef, starring high school pal and fellow Shakespeare enthusiast Ash. They made a nice comment about his food, so that was pleasing, and kind of made me wish I hadn’t gone around vehemently contradicting the story that he and I had kissed back … Continue reading
Tumnus
“I mean this guy was fully hairy. All over.” “He could shave his chest.” “Yeah, but what was he gonna do, shave his whole back and chest and leave the bottom half hairy?” “Like Mr. Tumnus!” [Blank looks.] “The faun in Narnia?” “So he strips for some girl and then goes ‘It’s okay, I’m just … Continue reading
CHD
You missed Lombard Street being turned into a giant Candyland board…what are you going to miss next? If you’re smart, the answer will not be “the Caspian Hat Dance show at Ashkenaz tonight.” Caspian Hat Dance is Allen’s band (come on, you remember Allen: smart, pretty, moved to Amsterdam? Hell, four of my six readers … Continue reading
My favorite night
We went skinny dipping after dark. Marina sat on the edge of the speedboat and lit sparklers for us and we swam out into the black lake (heedless of the seven-foot sturgeon or other lake monsters) and performed drunken sparkling water ballets. On the far reaches of the landscape a lightning storm flashed at the … Continue reading
Duck Love a Lord
Two of my favorite people got married this week and I was lucky enough to see it. I don’t think either of them much enjoys the spotlight or the camera lens but they got through several hours of cameras pointed at them and people staring at them and emotional toasts in their honor with phenomenal … Continue reading
Shame
In an effort to shame Adam (or possibly Christine) into putting up the rest of the houseboat photos, I have uploaded the rock band photos from last night. Less than 24 hours between taking the photos and sharing the photos. That’s how it’s done, people. That’s how it’s done. But I do love this one. … Continue reading
Finer Things: Arabian Nights
We read Arabian Nights for the penultimate Finer Things; it was a not-so-subtle joke as one of our members prepares to move to Morocco. Well, you won’t get far with my leash around your neck, Duckface. I don’t know what I’m going to do when FT collapses. I may have to join a real book … Continue reading
The Briny Curse (and Baby Albie)
Last week, Adam’s family’s houseboat on Lake Shasta was taken over by seven pirates. If you’re the sort of pirate who likes to live vicariously through other pirates, our pics are here and Nuala’s are here; I expect Christine and Adam’s will be along shortly.