Friends In Need – Or Indeed?
Read Stephanie Schroeders latest Blog… Read more »
Part one of Victoria Brownworth’s social issues series: When it comes to domestic violence, lesbians are far from safe… Read more »
I don’t know if you’ve ever been stung by a bee but there’s an intense feeling of pain that shoots right through your body from the epicentre of the bite. The pain can be nauseating and sharp but at the same time there’s some pleasure in it too… Read more »
Although I would like to be on TV, I don’t watch it. Bad form, I know. Sometimes, however, a show sucks me in and I go back to where I was when I was 13 and watching 25 hours of TV a week—enraptured and engrossed in drama that will not… Read more »
Previously I wrote about how to stay relatively cool in blazing temperatures without air conditioning… Read more »
In some ways, law school is exactly like high school. You have the same cliques – the partiers, the nerds, the over-achievers—and the same clubs—student government, future business-people, Christian society. We worry about the same things—where we’re getting drunk on Friday night, who’s sleeping with whom, what we’re going to… Read more »
There is a yearlong series of events in NYC sponsored by the Center for Lesbian and Gay Studies at the City University of New York Graduate Center… Read more »
I was bonding with another mom from our younger son’s class awhile back and I confessed a guilty secret: I sometimes wish a stranger would make a rude remark about our son just so I could have the opportunity to lash out and release some of my pent up rage from all the remarks I’ve let pass… Read more »
There are two issues I want to address in this post: sex and humorless lesbians. I find that the better a dyke’s sense of humor, the better the sex. This is certainly the case with me and my girl. She’s a comedic playwright with a twisted sense of humor and… Read more »
“The first kiss is where you get to know someone. And every kiss after that is a shadow of that first one.” –Betty Draper, Mad Men My very first kiss was in preschool for a popsicle. I don’t remember the kiss much, but I do remember the popsicle. Then there… Read more »