Richard Diebenkorn: Untitled (Scissors, Reflected)
Archives for 2005
Conversation with God
For love, I sold my soul. I’ve been dating someone who couldn’t care less about me. He really couldn’t give a shit. For this one guy, I’ve forgiven rampant tardiness, a couple no-shows, infrequent communication, neglect, cheapness. Didn’t I just…
Me and My Godson, Nolan
I Love Kids, But
My pregnant sister is planning on a brood of four. Four! One baby, two baby, three baby, four! I’m so excited; I know I’m going to think of them as my own. But if someone told me that I would…
Caption from Someone’s Flickr Album: “As I stood on the sidelines of the B2B, I befriended an older woman who was cheering on and “woowooing” everyone who passed by. We started shouting out to each other whenever we saw the…
The Art of Stalking
As you know, I ran the Bay to Breakers naked. After the race, I couldn’t wait to retrieve my picture as proof that I had done something so wacky. It just so happens that the pictures I pulled up were…
Mermaid at Center Camp, Burning Man
Naked
There isn’t a topic that generates more interest than running the Bay to Breakers naked. ‘Weren’t you cold?’ ‘Didn’t your boobs hurt?’ ‘Did you do it alone?’ Mind you, the Bay to Breakers isn’t a regular race. Thousands of people…
Mariel’s Wedding: The Bride and Her Centerpieces, Symphony Hall, Seattle
Pump It Up
This is embarrasing story #588,601. I was telling my friend Joy this story the other day. I figured I might as well document it for safe keeping. I dated this guy Justin who lives in a warehouse with four other…