Strange Signs the Neighbor is Losing His Mind.
My immediate neighbor moved in shortly before the pandemic. He’s a total “Josh” kind of guy. Never had a problem with him at all, but also never really felt the need to get to know him any better than small talk when he empties his trash and I’m out there smoking. For the past coupleContinue reading “Strange Signs the Neighbor is Losing His Mind.”
How on Earth Did I forget This Gem?
Going back to the theme of unknowingly going on “dates” with old, weird men, I remembered this guy tonight. It’s all so hazy too. I will have to phone a friend tomorrow to try and reconstruct details. What I remember is this: I had been living in NYC for a year or two. I wasContinue reading “How on Earth Did I forget This Gem?”
It is Revealed That , Okay, Maybe I kinda Stole Someone’s Cat
In March, when the city shut down and people were quarantining themselves in their homes and not going to work, this cat started showing up in our courtyard. He was very skittish, filthy, and looked underweight. You could see his muscle definition. My neighbor saw him once and exclaimed, “Man, that cat is RIPPED”! TheContinue reading “It is Revealed That , Okay, Maybe I kinda Stole Someone’s Cat”
Oh Yeah, I forgot I was doing this…
It’s been a while since I have written. I guess the whole pandemic just became such an overwhelming fact of reality that this blog just became a weird venue for ranting about various unrelated stuff, or relaying old stories. But, someday I suppose I will want to remember all of this, so here is theContinue reading “Oh Yeah, I forgot I was doing this…”
Sometimes the Genie is Best Left In The Bottle – An Update On Holly Ann….Yikes
For those of you that follow, or hell, those of you that don’t, my last entry was about this urn full of cremains that I have had for twenty years or so belonging to someone I don’t even know. Despite the fact that I morbidly tried to sell them online, I have also over theContinue reading “Sometimes the Genie is Best Left In The Bottle – An Update On Holly Ann….Yikes”
The Crippling Fear That I am a Terrible Person Because I Have the Cremains of Some Random Chick in My Living Room.
Probably around the year 2000 or so, when I was living with the hair enthusiast and we were all about Ebay, there was this fabulous little shop in Portland, Oregon called Pilar’s Lemonade Stand. It had a lot of vintage and antiquey stuff, and some original art , a few medical curiosities like the clearedContinue reading “The Crippling Fear That I am a Terrible Person Because I Have the Cremains of Some Random Chick in My Living Room.”
That One Time I Had Almost a Mail Order Boyfriend and the Slow Yet Mildly Shocking Discovery of his Fetish
Disclaimer: This story is not written in any kind of attempt to shame anyone . In fact, while the “star” of this story and I have not communicated in many years and I don’t anticipate that we ever will, he is still one of my favorite people. I feel like I am allowed to writeContinue reading “That One Time I Had Almost a Mail Order Boyfriend and the Slow Yet Mildly Shocking Discovery of his Fetish”
Thanks for the reassuring words, Mike Pence
Oh, how nice. Today the “coronavirus task force” had a public meeting, and Mike Pence assured us that the US is really doing well, and look how far we have come. Ohhhhhhh….goooooddddddd……go fuck yourself! Infection rates have never been higher in the US, and it’s because of bullshit like this. This false hope, pretending theContinue reading “Thanks for the reassuring words, Mike Pence”
My Dad’s Happy Place – Bob Stupak’s VEGAS WORLD, Baby!
I had meant to write this as kind of a Fathers Day tribute, but I am a few days late. But whatever, my dad has been dead for years, so he isn’t going to criticize the timing. He actually used to joke that everything I did was on “Tanya Time”, so if there were aContinue reading “My Dad’s Happy Place – Bob Stupak’s VEGAS WORLD, Baby!”
Oh shit, is that art, or trash?
I had a barbecue today. I’d go into more detail but I need to go to bed and want to make this short. But yes, there were several conversations and concerns about how everyone felt about gathering In a touchy setting, and what our comfort levels were regarding covid. One friend opted out because heContinue reading “Oh shit, is that art, or trash?”
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