Moving is Always a Pain
My dear friends, I am in the middle of Moving Madness. I’m mostly packed but still need to finish with what’s in my closet and taking apart the furniture, etc.
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Updates on My Rightness, and Samuel L. Jackson in My Apartment (I hope)
Three things: 1) FYI, my internet at home has stopped working. And, as I’m getting ready to move next week (I’m finally giving in to the pressure and moving to
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Lady Gaga is a Badass Monster
Lady Gaga, bless your monster-y heart. My thoughts about you right now are too big for a blog post. But I’ll just say this: YOU ARE THE DAMN COOLEST. Lately,
One Trick Pony
I wrote this a while back. A fictionalized reflection on being “The Porn Chick” at a party. It’s not always like this–as a matter of fact, this past weekend with
Feminism Shrank Rush Limbaugh’s Dick. Poor, Poor Rush.
I know it’s kind of silly to get annoyed by Rush Limbaugh at this point. The man has been making his living by pissing people off for years, so pretty
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Can’t a Public Woman Just be Sexy?
Since I started out this week with an annoyed rant, I think I’ll continue it in the same vein. My discussion on Monday about wanting to be left alone to
The Orthodoxy of Sex-Positivity: or, a polemic from a poly-queer sex writer with a chip on her shoulder
I was so glad to read this article about the sometimes-narrowness of the kink and sex-positive communities when it comes to those of us who advocate for sexual freedom and
Pepper
The more I think about it, the more certain I am that this is my favorite song EVER.
Is It Ok to Be Gleeful When My Enemies Are Attacked?
Does this make me a bad person? I’m really enjoying reading bad reviews of Naomi Wolf’s new book Vagina: A Biography. I’m gleefully clapping my hands together like a little
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Crazy Month Ahead… Here, Have a Video!
This month is gonna be nutty, folks. Nuttier than the nuts in Nutville. I’m getting ready to move (which means, in New York, scrambling madly to find an apartment while