Monthly Archives: December 2006

Another reason I’m going to hell….

If Lehigh wasn’t such a willing model, I wouldn’t put clothes on her. All my other dogs couldn’t wait to scrape cute hats, antlers, etc off of their heads. She not only endures it, but she also take direction very well. Here she is moments after I said to her: “Look as though you just… Continue Reading

Mix and Mingle….

More parties this weekend, including one in my very own house. Thank you Amy Sedaris! After reading your new book, I got the courage to throw my first solo party in many a year. People from all parts of my life came by to help me decorate the trees and to wassail. D did an… Continue Reading

Awash in a sea of hipsters…

(photoconcept by thornyc) Made the attempt today to go see the installations at 11 Spring Street. A beautiful clear day, and a good idea, except that it was shared by tons of other special, unique people. There we all stood, waiting to get into a street art version of Disney’s Haunted Mansion, without the professional… Continue Reading

As frightened as you…

Sometimes you need a good chewing out; I got one yesterday, in fact two, one via direct communication, and one via indirect artistic example. Last night D took me to go see the new production of Company. Goodness knows I didn’t deserve it, having treated him poorly recently. But he did anyway, and it took… Continue Reading

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If you can see this post…

It’s because you are invited to my “Come decorate my dirty, but open house Party” this coming Sunday, the 17th. Come by, bring an ornament, or make one on site; enjoy refreshments (additions to which are always welcome); marvel at the squalor! Paw through my stuff; you might even take something home. But mostly grace… Continue Reading

Spill…

It’s rare that my TV viewing hijacks my dreams, but it happened last night. I watched the first night of SciFi channel’s The Lost Room, and after dropping off I became one of a group of people who, through the intervention of one of the series’ charged objects, was transported to an ominous Victorian interior… Continue Reading

Ho ho duh…

My face is as red as my hat – after all that grousing, I raced out of therapy and up here to work to find out that the Christmas party is next week. Sometimes I just don’t know what gets into me… No tags for this post…. Continue Reading

There’s a party over here, there’s a party over there…

Phew…three parties in three days: Saturday night was the Butt Book release party at a club on Essex street. Nothing so festive as waiting in line. Waiting in line for entry, drinks, seats, bathroom, coatcheck, exit. Was the DJ playing “This Beat is Technotronic” ironically? Is it back now? Should I care? Supermodel of the… Continue Reading

Today…

…I want some Bourbon. No tags for this post…. Continue Reading