So I’m usually in favor of things that lead to more women having sex with women, which means there’s at least a miniscule probability that they might be doing so with me, but I think this Australian proposal is just a little too weird.

My books are all packed! Why am I so tired after packing only four boxes? Perhaps because each of these boxes weighs about one metric ton, but that could just be a coincidence. This is going to be a long few days, isn’t it?

On my roadtrip, I should avoid Bozeman, Montana.

It’s official: I have way too much shit and way too little motivation.

I have got to find out where they sell this, so I can buy some for large numbers of my friends as a gag gift.

No wonder I sat on the tarmac at National for 2 hours last friday when I was coming back from D.C., since this is what was happening in Chicago.

I’m moving across the country in a week. I haven’t packed a goddamn thing. I’ve barely cleaned my room. SHIT.

And to slightly mitigate the depressing post below, here is a fun quote from Larry Flynt, who is among the throng running for Governor of California: “I might be paralyzed from the waist down, but unlike Gray Davis, I’m not paralyzed from the neck up.” His platform is loonier than he is, but he would ...

My aunt C.J. died Friday. It was not unexpected, in that she’s been sick with a Physician’s Desk Reference worth of maladies on and off for years. It still sucks. C.J. was my dad’s sister. She was born a couple years after him, and a couple years before Mary Ann, my other aunt. C.J. spent ...

I will be in Boston for my aunt’s funeral for the next couple of days. Posting shall resume upon my return.