It’s tomorrow morning.

They haven’t yet told me when. I’m actually a little anxious about releasing my postoperative body into my care. That’s not weird, is it? I found out this morning that I have even more reason to worry. My doctor prescribed…

Many Happy Returns of the Day

Speaking of disability, accomodation, and social support, the Chronicle has been reporting on the death toll from our little heat wave: The Great Heat Wave of 2006 was not just an epic meteorological event — it was an epochal one,…

Pervert-ass pervert!

Hee hee hee. I saw Small-Town Gay Bar at the Frameline Film Festival. It contains an interview with Phelps Himself. The filmmaker described him as, “Your grandfather meets Hitler.” Oh, and hat tip to belledame, who pointed me to it.

Pron is Dead! Long Live Pron!

I’m sorry to put you all off your breakfast (hot links?), but I just had to draw everyone’s attention to the dadaist smut cluttering our comments threads: celebrities i lay there like a piece of meat, being seen to by…

To BlogHer I Come

So I get home from work tonight and all I have to do to get ready for the trip is two loads of laundry and throw a bunch of crap in a bag. When I mentioned this to my boss,…

Happy Belated Birthday

…To the ADA, whose sixteenth Gordon K mentioned in comments. Because I never pay attention, I didn’t notice the date even though I just spent a long time searching up information and blog posts on the ADA’s fifteenth anniversary, one…

Meet Margery/Marjorie Kempe!

(I had better search results with the first one.) She was a fourteenth-century mystic who wrote The Book of Margery Kempe. Following the birth of her first child, Margery fell ill and feared for her life. After a failed confession…

Bad Mad Mommy

Sheerly Avni reviewed Adrienne Martini’s book, Hillbilly Gothic, in the Chronicle. I’m curious: “My family has a grand tradition. After a woman gives birth, she goes mad.” So opens journalist, mother and intermittently insane memoirist Adrienne Martini’s “Hillbilly Gothic.” It…