Yesterday my friend Lissa, an entrepreneur behind the curtain of TheQueerist.com, called me. She read this blog and because she’s known me for a long time my waffling and indecision confused her. “What’s the problem?” I tried to explain: “I’m anxious about this ‘creating a plan thing’. Remember a year… Read more »
Tiffany’s featured a candy table with 50 different types of food-like objects that will prompt diabetes. As soon as attendees came off the elevator they had a wild look in their eye; “Where’s the caaannndddyyyy???” People rushed for the candy table with only a cursory look at the jewels and… Read more »
For those who knew me as I was in the U.S. you know that I always had a three-year plan, if not a five-year life plan. Future plans were not to be fucked with. Mine were always delicately planned and thoroughly researched. Although coming to India might have seemed crazy… Read more »
Every time I leave the country I write “this is what it’s like” emails to friends and family. Whenever I get back home complete strangers come up to me and say: “so and so is friends with so and so and they forwarded me your email and it is hilarious… Read more »
When I received an invitation from the Baltimore tourism folks to go down there for the LGBT show-and-tell weekend I thought: “What the hell is special about Baltimore?” The first time I had gone to Baltimore it was in high school traveling for an ASA softball tournament. All I saw… Read more »
My state of indecision for 2010 has not changed within the past week. Many hours of yoga and some reflection later I’ve still not come up with a plan for 2010. Nothing concrete. No clear wants. I have rediscovered the glories (and endorphins) of dark chocolate. Especially when made into… Read more »
Most people know me as a work-a-holic who not too long ago thought having one day off a month was sufficient. According to my Italian Catholic upbringing being labeled lazy is the ultimate insult. The hard wiring of my brain makes me twitch when I don’t follow through, so even… Read more »
A few years ago I was lucky to receive the William J. Clinton Fellowship for Service in India. I spent a tumultuous, unpredictable year working with an NGO in Bangalore, India. The insanity is summed up by the following facts: I went to India an indy punk, grubby, non-consumerist, teacher… Read more »
Lauren LoGuidice’s one woman show Queens Girl is a story for all of us… Read more »
