Fortunately the silence in the SK camp this year has been for doing rather than ruminating, but it's past time for an update. Being WTJU Charlottesville's DJ Malpaso, host of Limerence Addiction, quickly turned into a robust (but, fortunately, intuitive) commitment. After a few months sharing my wee-hours time slot with a compatible alternate, said... Continue Reading →
In the early 2000s, we female-type creatures with burgeoning sapphic feelings had t.A.T.u’s anthem “All the Things She Said” to swoon over on a famishing Friday night. Deep down, I am sure the skeptics among us fully suspected that the sensuous duo was all a product manufactured by dirty old men in a boardroom… but... Continue Reading →
When the air changes on the first day of SeptemberWhen I look out over a crunchy frozen fieldWhen I find a box of crumbling 1960s science fiction paperbacksWhen I’m sickWhen I see a black polyester button-downWhen I travel to another cityWhen someone smokes a cigWhen I see a flowerpot of geraniumsWhen I see crude grave... Continue Reading →
It won’t happen again till I am “old”Yet instead of proper eyewear I chase down street art coordinatesI fall into an unexpected bookshop and buy an anthology of May SartonAnd when I cross the public park in sunlight grown suddenly strange My impulse - somehow - is never to look skywardBut to turn around and... Continue Reading →
The department-wide message announcing my fifteen-year anniversary with my company went out on the first workday of 2024. My head ached vaguely from having had two varieties of libation the night before. I was on about three hours of sleep. And, as I have done for nearly four years, I had de-activated an 8:15 alarm... Continue Reading →
My last entry already feels like a sharply different era. After the recent abandonment of some ancient musty daydreams, and the onset of something close to resignation… …of course I finally got COVID. My improbable years-long wellness streak couldn’t go on forever, especially with my making a conscious effort to get out on the local... Continue Reading →
The other night, at a rock show, in a face mask, straight-hair wig (I'm known as a curly-haired being), and t-shirt from an NYC souvenir shop that said “Do I look like a f*cking people person?” I stood for over half an hour next to an ex I was with for nearly five years, and... Continue Reading →
https://youtu.be/U_4xHi6_KoQ I really like you, I'm attracted to youThe way you move, the things you doI'll probably burn in hell for saying thisBut I'm really in heaven whenever we kissBut oh no, you won't change meYou can try for an eternityI wouldn't sacrifice anything at allTo loveTake a look at unsuspecting casesYou'll find love has... Continue Reading →
I’ve mentioned Watership Down in this blog before. I, like many a person of a certain age, was caught unawares by its deceptively benign-looking VHS box. Little did I know that it, much like my first exposure to Dali, would shatter my vision in a way I feared at first but would come to love... Continue Reading →
[[Currently listening to: Magnetic Fields - Realism (a recent local music store find). It's not quite like anything else I've heard. I think I'm digging it.]]I've practically made a pastime out of bitching about working in a call center. But now, for something completely different. Truth is, if I ever get out of here, I... Continue Reading →
The Sold Kingdom 