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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. And dealing with the new landlady. When I toured the apartment, it was with a broker who didn’t tell us which pieces of furniture came…
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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 Brooklyn, now that I’m too old to get involved too heavily in hipsterdom… maybe), now doesn’t seem like the time to make a stink over…
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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, you’ve been getting a lot of shit from the paparazzi for gaining some weight (which, frankly, I’m glad you did because someone with your stress…
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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 new people wasn’t weird like this at all. But sometimes… it’s different. ONE TRICK PONY I’m at a party in Brooklyn amongst a tightly packed…
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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 much anything that comes out of his mouth is designed specifically and only to do just that. He’s held to no standard of decency or…
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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 do what I want with my sexual freedom, even if that excludes some of the freedoms many of my sex-positive friends might enjoy practicing, tinted…
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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 understanding but don’t necessarily want to join in all the same things our compatriots enjoy. Especially when we write about it. As I read Tracy…
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Pepper
The more I think about it, the more certain I am that this is my favorite song EVER.
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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 kid at a birthday party as the piñata nears the point of collapse. Maybe because in these reviews I can smell the gathering tide of…
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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 also scrambling madly to pack up all my belongings, rent a moving vehicle, and so on and so forth) while holding down my job and…