Monthly Archives: May 2011

Patron Saint of Pappies There’s a certain type of gay man for whom my friend Mark has coined the perfect name: the Pappy. You’ve all run into them, gay men of a certain age who are a little too rigid in their fastidious ways, often manifested in dress and movement but mostly in their firm […]

A friend of mine once commented that I should start a cooking blog. Is my need for procrastination so apparent? The amount of cooking I do does seem to be in inverse proportion to how much writing I’m getting done. That said, some tasty meals have been thrown down of late. I’ve fixated on this […]

My house is redolent with the odor of skunk. How it manages to permeate every room, with no windows or doors open, is one of nature’s lovely mysteries. Our (stupid, accursed) dog has been banished to the garage for the night. That heady mix of flatulence and burning tires, it’s like a noxious tonic for the soul. […]

All right, slowly coming back after a voiceless weekend… Friday night, my throat started closing off. Frightening. By Saturday it hurt to swallow, eat, or talk. It was like that slug-thing from “The Hidden” was pushing it’s way out of throat: Remember this? Kyle MacLachlan, Michael Nori? Netflix it.  Thank God it happened after my “Kung […]

Doug: I’ll explain to you how ‘compression’ works. Let me grab a piece of paper… James : Er, wait, is this going to be like you trying to explain what ‘going up a third’ means in music? Doug: Yes.  James: I need more pie.  I have finally set up my home studio, complete with baffler, […]