Monthly Archives: August 2005

Note to self: do not live in a city which is below sea level AND right next door to a gigantic lake, even if it is the birthplace of jazz.

The Cell Phone Revolution has not encouraged people to be flexible, it has encouraged them to be flaky.

The Illinois Arts Council FY05 Artists Fellowship application is now completed, assembled, collated and packaged. Sometime late December, I will receive notification of being awarded $7000, $700, or $0.

I don’t care what the reviews are saying, I still want to see “The Brothers Grimm.”

bjorklovesme was able to give a copy of my book to Rufus Wainwright, who said it “confounds, yet intrigues” him thoroughly!

Fucking allergies.

Every problem has a solution, and every solution creates a problem.

Thanks everyone for the birthday wishes and here’s a piece of advice: if you want to get wasted very quickly atTrader Vic’s, start with the Queen’s Park Swizzle.

Maybe all the angst occurs BEFORE you turn 30, in the lead-up to turning 30, and maybe actually BEING 30 is anti-climactic. Another sign I’m 30: for the first time in my life, I pledged to NPR.

You know you’re gay when you’re on the treadmill at the gym and the next song that comes up on your iPod is “Islands In The Stream.”