tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32426112011-04-21T14:26:45.702-05:00Welcome to a cheap holiday in my life. At least you get to go home at the end of the day!LadyAdminhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11272371586445218611noreply@blogger.comBlogger1871100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3242611.post-46743733134974647802007-03-09T11:48:00.000-05:002007-03-09T12:00:59.426-05:00

5 Quex Meme from Komejo1. What was your best moment on stage?I've actually been "on stage" in numerous incarnations: as singer, as musician, as actor. All of my acting occurred before the age of 18 and I have to say, I was pretty good at it. In my debut role, I played a feminine version of "The Giant" in a children's musical version of "Jack and The Beanstalk." This required me to play through a

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So what do you do......when your past comes back to haint ya? Do you run screaming or turn and embrace the ghost?

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Yes, I know, I'm a terrible blogger. In the meantime, while I'm trying to think of something to blog about, visit City Kitties and contribute to their fundraising efforts by purchasing a set of greeting cards, featuring photos taken by my super-talented friend, Kyle Cassidy. He's going to become a photographic legend soon, so get some early product before he turns into Steichen and becomes

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Growing upSo...my search for a place of my own in Philly has yielded an offer. Which yielded a counteroffer from the sellers. Which has yielded to my acceptance of the counteroffer. Which will yield...who knows? Maybe a very adorable place of my own within walking distance of the much-vaunted Cheeseteak Corner! I already am acquainted with a couple of my possible neighbors, so this is feeling

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RegroupingI think I need to emotionally and mentally regroup and rediscipline myself. I feel I've developed some bad habits, made some less-than-ideal choices. Be a better friend to my friends and a better family member to my bio-family. Not saying this to excuse or absolve myself, just stating my intentions to improve.

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More fun with insults, updateJust discovered that the man who called me "super-nice" has just become engaged to a woman who is in the same, high-travel job as he. Which means it's a marriage that's going to last maybe six months, if it actually makes it past the wedding. Sorry...high-achieving consultants tend not to have long-lived marriages.

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Oy, my headRemind me the next time I plan to go drinking with the gay leathermen to stick to beer. Ugghhggggg...

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Adventures in Philly House Hunting, part 1There is no end of 1970's paneling in South Philly, yo.

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Obviously losing my touchSo I offered to have sex with a gentleman whom I'm acquainted with. I thought I was pretty obvious about the offer, but the offer was not accepted, nor even spoken of. I guess this is indicative of my sense of hubris that I would expect such an offer to be lept upon (no pun intended), but I feel rather confused now that it wasn't. And I mean "confused" in an "ok, am I

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Lady Admin's modern lifeGot turned on to Lifehacker by a friend. It's a blog devoted to providing you the technological tips and tricks to make life in the Info Age easier. It's pretty meaty, so I hope to find all sorts of geeky goodies!

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More fun with insults!So, there is a guy that works in my company whom I find somewhat attractive, and hell, what's wrong with having a date once in awhile? He doesn't work directly with me, so there is no conflict of interest with regards to fraternization. So I had another co-worker try to lay some groundwork with this guy. In the process, the guy in question defined me as being "super-nice."

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Weekly Philaphamily PhunniesA couple of times during the month, at least four members of the Philaphamily find themselves having dinner or drinks together and inevitably someone makes a joke that enters the archives.A couple of weeks ago, I went to see Memoirs of a Geisha with Satyr, littlelethrgirl, and flowergirl. There is a scene in the film where the geisha, Sayuri, performs a dance depicting

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I got tagged and I feel great!Four jobs you have had in your life:WaitressGraphic designerCashierRetail salesFour movies you could watch over and over:Pitch BlackThe Chronicles of Riddick (It would be cool if Vin Diesel were way gay)Fight ClubThe MatrixFour places you've lived:Raleigh, NCSan Francisco, CAState College, PAPhiladelphia, PAFour TV shows you love to watch:Firefly (only on DVD now)

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Well, everybody else has oneTime for my own personal "Best of 2005" list. Why should Philebrity have all the fun?Best AlbumGreen Day's "American Idiot"Best Movie"Junebug"Best Text MessageFrom ACG (of course): "when ur done ur playdate, u can come by 4 butt meds & hair brushies if u want."Best Restaurant MealBlue Ribbon with SatyrBest Home-cooked MealV's osso buccoBest CocktailBloody Marys at

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The joys of the seasonThe usual Christmas trip to Raleigh, North Carolina. Last year's was a bit onerous. Almost having a fist fight with one's sibling tends to put a damper on things. Thankfully, this year was much calmer. Sometimes there is such a thing as too much excitement.Until settling in at Zillah's house, numerous hours were spent in Helios Coffee. This is our modern version of Parisian

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Drunk calculusAmount of money spent on drinks/amount of money you have left to spend on the cab = the number of blocks you will have to walk to get to home

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Another year, another BallNovember 19 was the date for this year's DiaboliqueBall and once again, a fine time was had by most.Well, I was volunteering this year, which isn't alwaysa barrel of monkeys. You get in for free, but thenyou're expected to work some. ACG gotroped into stage managing. She had not originally beenthrilled by this prospect, as she knows full well thestage show for Diabolique

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Eating for a good causeAs you're planning for your Thanksgiving meal, don't forget to have a look at the pies available from MANNA of Pennsylvania. Proceeds go towards providing food aid for persons living with AIDS and their families. So while you're pigging out on pumpkin pie, you can feel good about it.

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Yes, yes I know...it's been awhile. Sue me, I lead a busy life. Life's latest adventure lead me to the interior of a "gentleman's club" (a phrase I can't say without snickering like a village idiot). Actually, this was not so much the adventurous portion of our program--I have been in several titty bars before in my youngish life. This visit's tweak was the presence of well over one hundred

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If you haven't been following Interdictor's blog since Katrina stuck, you really should. It's a great insider's view of what it's like to have ridden out the storm and to now participate in the rebuilding. Start with the August 27th entry and work your way back up to the present.

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Check it....dinosaur comics for the comedic intellectual.

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Foamy speaks the truth.

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Once again, Nature proves the folly of Man's construction. And this time, the devastation is immense due to flooding in New Orleans and the inability for the flood waters to drain.Please browse the Red Cross website or call 1-800-HELP-NOW to contribute something, anything, to your fellow countrymen in their hour of direst need.

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I seriously expect this movie to completely suck all of the air out of the room, but it promises a lot of boobs and blood, so how could one say "no"? (NOTE: The link above is probably 95% work friendly, depending on how little your office monitors your surfing habits.)

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The Philadelphia Fringe Festival will soon be opening. Come out and support the performing arts in your community.And don't forget that the best party in town is the late nite Fringe Cabaret. It's a crying shame that it only lasts for two weeks, so enjoy it while you got it!

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Celebrity SkinMy naughty British mate, Hamptons Sean, sent me a copy of the nekkid Jude Law photo that has the public all abuzz. The yellow journalists are being a tad cruel about Jude, making catty remarks about his lack of endowment. To me, his endowment appeared to be perfectly normal. Not overly large, but not overly small either. Someone was quoted as saying that he's "no Tommy Lee." Yeah,

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Teh gankage continuesGanked from BethE, who ganked it from Zillah, who ganked it from elsewhere.1) When you look in the mirror, what's the first thing you look at?I'm not sure I actually focus in on any one thing in the first 5 seconds. I think I take a wholistic peek and then begin focusing in on the imperfections cropping up on my face with age.2) How much cash do you have on you right now?

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Today Littlelethrgrl and I helped Satyr perform a suspension at Halcyon Gallery. We were blessed with Miss Kitty as the bondage model. Miss Kitty is not only gorgeous, but a real suspension trooper, and a pleasant person to boot, which always comes in handy. The gallery is on the third floor of a warehouse out in North Philadelphia and it was hot as balls today. The director is the husband of a

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What would your own personal nightclub be like?Mine would have one section devoted to burlesque with a live band and a bartender capable of making a very fine sidecar.Another section would have a dance floor with a DJ that played only glam or industrial rock.The last area would be a lounge section with one really good pool table and a jukebox that has "I Got You" and every version of "Girl You

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Back from Libertine BallHmmm...AC...how to describe it to someone who has not yet visited it in its torn and shabbily arrayed flesh? Personally, I tend to glamorize the honesty of AC. Yes, its brazen honesty. While Vegas has camouflaged its underbelly so well with dancing waters, family vacation packages, and the memory of Siegfried and Roy, no amount of neon lighting and $12 shrimp cocktails can

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Damn...why wasn't this available when I was waitressing?

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Random acts of not unpleasant weirdnessSo I decided tonight was going to be all about me. I go snag a mani and a pedi. The pedi promptly gets mangled by my espadrilles, reminding me I really need to buy some new flip-flops to wear to the manicurist. Afterwards I go in search of some dinner, hopefully before the next thunderstorm dumps itself on me. Mallorca is not seeming as attractive as I had

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"Terrorists. What a bunch of cunts."- email signature file of unidentified Londoner

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30th Street Station has a certain smell. I catch it every now and then, driving by it on the Surekill (spelled "Schuykill") Expressway. I seem to catch this particular scent either early in the morning and sometimes late at night, as was the case today. It smells of yeast, and warmth, and sugar, and and....OMIGOD! IT SMELLS LIKE KRISPY KREME!I swear it does, it smells like doughnut shipments must

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Occasionally I do some light catering work for a friend's charitable events. If anything, this has taught me a valuable lesson about professional food work--that is, I probably would not actually want to do it full time. It's a hella lotta work. I mean, I always knew it was a hella lotta work, I did waitress for three years after all. But actually making hors d'ouevres for an estimated 150 people

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This morning's news of bomb attacks in London sent me on an emailing frenzy once I got to work. Granted, if any of my friends had actually been caught in the bombing, I probably would not have heard from them for hours, if at all. Rockstar Dave checked in quickly, all safe and sound, though living in King's Cross he was uncomfortably close to the action. Hamptons Sean was still in NYC, but was

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After some commiserating with Bwef, I decided that this little beauty would be a wise purchase. God love Amazon, even though their business model makes no money!

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They've begun constructing the stage in front of the Art Museum for the Live 8 show and setting up the first of the 300 porta-potties. Alright, call me crazy, but if you're estimating an audience of 1,000,000 (yes, 6 zeros, even though the city planners are now saying that only a maximum of 400,000 will fit in the space between the Art Museum and LOVE Park, which is about 11 blocks away), don't

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Word on the street is that Jack, Leo, and Marty are in town shooting a film. Tomorrow night, I should be off to Cigar Masters to hang with the big boys and puff a stogie. If Jack is anywhere, he's going to be there!

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I'm off to Bahhhstahn, it's wicked hawdcoooore!

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Hell, maybe Arianna Huffington is good for something after all...It seems that a guest blogger on Arianna Huffington's site has taken up the good cause of an oppressed woman in Pakistan. Once you read the entire article, perhaps you will consider it a good cause too. If so, I challenge my fellow bloggers to also post Mukhtaran Bibi's (or Mukhtar Mai, as she is also known) story of courage.NOTE: A

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Damn, this new blog template is like a spilt bottle of Pepto. I'm starting to have serious doubts about using it, but will keep it for now until I have more time to tweak it into submission.

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At the risk of regretting it, I'm enabling comments on my blog again. However, I'm taking a different approach to it this time. If your posted comment offends or pisses me off, then I will delete it. Either that or I will find a way to publically ridicule you. Remember: my blog, my rules.

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Gee, Bob...thanks a lotBy now, I'm sure most people are acquainted with the upcoming performance nightmare that are sure to be the Live 8 concerts. Well, let me rephrase...the upcoming nightmare that it is sure to be for Philly. You would think with Philadelphia being the only North American location for one of these shows (and one of the locations for the original Live Aid concerts twenty years

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I tried to create a post saying "bon voyage" to Harbourwoman on her Romanian adventures, but the special characters on the translation didn't copy over properly and now the only free Romanian translator that I found online has been completely crapped out for the last week, so I can't do a new copy and paste and just put plain characters in their place. So, whatever...I hope the trip went well and

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Ganking this from an NPR interview I heard, for use later: "Everyday was a new story, like a book."

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OK...exactly why is my blog not listed on Arianna Huffington's blog list? Apparently Rosie O'Donnell (ick, ugh, euuw) is blog-worthy, but not I. I'm insulted. OK, not really insulted. I mean, look at that list of blogs. How can you have something as meaningful as Stay Free! on a list with Rosie O'Donnell and Dave Barry (I'm sorry, Dave Barry doesn't do it for me anymore; he seems about as

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Sorry, long time no post. The long and the short of things is that, unfortunately, Frankenkitty did not survive into the new year. However, I managed to. The year so far has had it's share of ups and downs. I've been pretty steady with my fitness program and even purchased a new-used bicycle recently. Already, I have more travel planned for this year than I had originally intended, but it will be

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Better news on the feline front. Frankenkitty's second round of bloodwork has returned with much improved results. The only liver value that continues to be elevated is the bilirubin, so she will be on one remaining medication for another two weeks. The vet suspects she is prone to triaditis, which is a combination inflammation of liver, pancrease, and bowel. If so, it is a condition with a

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I have just returned from a week-long vacation in Orlando, Florida. It was a lovely time with people who were nice enough to pay for my airfare. Upon return, I retrieved my Frankenkitty from medical boarding at the vet's. With the feeding tube inserted in her neck and the numerous bald patches where she's been shaved for procedures, all I have to do is dye her green and glue on some bolts to

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For my friends who keep up with me via this blog, I just wanted to drop a note that my kitty cat has been very sick of late. Her original veterinarian was an imbecile who was not inclined to treat her chronic vomiting aggressively, so by the time I got her to a new vet at a cat hospital, she had developed fatty liver disease and had to go into the equivalent of kitty ICU. She's home now for a few

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Once again, I managed to live long enough to see another birthday. This year's birthday celebration went smashingly well and a good time was had by all, including--surprise, surprise--myself. My biological brother gathered my biological family to send me a birthday card collectively, which was a lovely gesture on his part, given that our relations have been somewhat strained of late. In response

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So I'm cruising Salon--which of course now has its whole "Premium Day Pass" gimmick to force more online advertising on to you and make direct linking to an interesting article a pain--and I come across a rather in-depth and, per his usual habit, very interesting interview with Alan Moore. I love both Alan Moore's writing and his wit as a person, but the article was so long and detailed, I only

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I have to say, I'm becoming more disturbed by the possibility of vote fraud this election year. I've been seeing various news items and hearing various interviews on NPR and it does give one pause. I'm determined to submit an absentee ballot for the first time in my life and I think after you read some of the news items at the link above, you may too.

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The weekend was eventful, perhaps in more ways than necessary. Saturday I drove up to Manhattan to spend the day with Kali, who had flown in from San Francisco for a little vacation, so that we could indulge our elitist snobbery by trolling about Soho and the East Village. This resulted in a side-trip to the Marc Jacobs showroom where Kali introduced me to the most vixenish pair of faux crocodile

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As usual, contentment begets apathy. As a result of being about as happy as a satiated tick, I've neglected updating the blog. Princess actually got a bit tiffed about it. "Don't make me wait to read new news!" she recently whined. Lord knows one should not keep Princess waiting! *wink* Fortunately, my lack of communication is a direct result of a) being in a joyously happy relationship and b)

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Holy textual diarrhea, Batman! Apparently there has been a groundswell of rock musicians blathering about on blogs and I've completely missed it! As a result, I've started collecting these links and adding them to my "good stuff" sidebar. Dave Navarro and Stephen Perkins so far seem to be the most interactive, as they also host forums and respond to readers' questions. Thank God I didn't arrive

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Ahhhhh, springtime in Philly. Finally. There is supposed to be rain this evening. But for now, there is sun in the sky, the restaurants are putting cafe seating back out on the sidewalks, it's Cinco de Mayo, and those damn Real World kids are supposed to show up on South Street tonight. Remind me to run by Passional and pick up some flyers for Shock Therapy to hand to those brats. They need to

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Yesterday was the 10th anniversary of Kurt Cobain's suicide. I'm sure there are kids who "remember where they were when they heard the news," but I'm not one of them. I was not particularly impressed by the deification of Kurt, though I loved Nirvana and related to Kurt's angst as much as the next late model Gen X'er. But it seemed to me that fans were too willing to confuse the message with the

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PMS Haiku #1 Every time you leave the door closing is the sound of forever

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Due to recent personal circumstances, I've had cause to muse on the connection between my interest in BDSM/bondage play and Zen Buddhism and meditation. Please, don't look at me that way, it's not as disconnected as it might appear on the surface. You see, I have what is now technically referred to by the psychoanalytical industry as a rumination problem. Rumination basically gets its name from

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Rubber Ball trip, Day 5 (events originally occurred on Oct. 5): Saturday morning dawned too early for our fair maidens, two of which were now tasked with setting up and manning an Exposition booth, while the third was the day’s “Expo slave.” However, being the Expo slave is not at all as difficult as actually operating the booth and it gave Kali and Liebling a reason to get me an official Expo

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Entry deleted due to excessive whininess....deal with it.

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You have to read The Safeword. No, I mean it. Now. Stop staring at my tits and go read it!!!

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Rubber Ball trip, Day 4 (events originally occured on Oct. 4): Once our lovely dinner was complete, Kali, Liebling, The Mountie and I made a mad dash back to The Mountie's apartment to dress for Torture Garden that evening. Torture Garden is a major monthly fetish event and this year it was the opening night party for the Rubber Ball weekend. This year it was being held in new venue near

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You know you're comfortable in your neighborhood when you walk 1/2 block in your pajamas to the local bodega because you have to have some coffee and Motrin and you're too menstrual and pissy to give a damn about such niceties as proper pants or wearing a bra under your t-shirt.

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I finally got back into the gym this week and was quickly reminded of how long I had been away and how out of shape I had gotten again. Tuesday night was Russian kettlebells class and I had the fortune (or misfortune) of being the only student. This meant I got a private class at a group rate, but it also meant the instructor had the time and attention to devote to me. This resulted in completing

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Men....

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Reason #136 why LadyAdmin is sooooooo fabulous: Last night I was scheduled to house manage my friend's play, The Madness of Misfortune, in Old City, Philly. The chief responsibilities of the House Manager is to take the money for the tickets, log a performance report for the financials, direct attendees to the stage area, and block latecomers once the house is closed for the performance. Because

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Rubber Ball trip, Days 3 and 4 (events originally occured on Oct. 3 and 4): After a bite of dinner, Kali and returned to our twee hotel room for a bit of rest. Along about 9pm, Liebling and The Mountie were due at the apartment The Mountie's parents keep at the Barbican Centre in north London. After a brief conversation, I discovered that I had been invited to crash for free at The Mountie's

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A sample of a very typical IM conversation between myself and my co-worker, D-. ********************************************** D says: Tufte bears repeated reading (EDITOR'S NOTE: Edward Tufte, the leading expert on the visual display of quantitative information) D says: he is a genius D says: a mad genius D says: who writes his books from his lair beneath a south pacific volcano I says: he has

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It's been a stupid, weepy day. The kind of day when one does woeful shit, like drivin' and cryin' while listening to Jeff Buckley or PJ Harvey, because one is just tired of being alone. Just...really...painfully...tired.

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I had a chance to consult my office's Magic 8-Ball today. The question was "Will I have a boyfriend this weekend?" And the answer was "Yes. Definitely." Of course my co-worker had to be a smartass and reply "But only for the weekend." Hey, I'll take what I can get. Here is a public 8-Ball online, if you need one. You can find other virtual 8-Balls online, but this one is an actual 8-Ball,

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Non sequitur aside, Pt 2: Saw a boy at the coffeeshop this morning. I use the term "boy" as a broad descriptor for males that appear to be younger than myself. I really have no idea how old he is. He's a regular to the neighborhood, a lithe build with mocha-colored creamy skin, dark eyes, and black hair, which he typically keeps pulled back into a ponytail. Today, he walked into the shop with his

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Non sequitur aside: I had a pretty creepy dream last night. I don't remember it verbatim, but it was something to the effect that I was being haunted by some being. The dream had a very noir-ish feel to it. Towards the end, I'm having sex with an anonymous guy and I very vividly hear this haunting creature calling my name. It completely woke me up and creeped me out so badly I had to distract

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Rubber Ball trip, Day 2 (events originally occured on Oct. 2): And boy howdy, did I kip off! I excessively kipped off. I was over-kipped. In additon to the two pints of cider, I had also taken a Tylenol PM and a milligram of melatonin. Age has not been especially kind to my sleep cycle, so I've gotten into the habit of taking melatonin, otherwise I have a tendency to wake up 4 or 5 times in the

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Rubber Ball trip, Day 1 (events originally occured on Oct. 1): Cheerio pip pip from Londinium! The flight over was fairly uneventful, though I was able to get very little sleep (even with the Tylenol PM) due to the incredibly crowded nature of coach class on British Airways. Though frankly, even coach class on BA is light years better than coach class on any American air carrier. However, it

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Spent this past weekend in DC, amusing and comforting poor Princess. Her husband is off on a 6-week business trip in Europe and she's sick of having to cope with everything alone. I know this makes Princess sound like she's incapable, but she's not. She's lived on her own before, she knows how to get things done. But I'm sure she feels she didn't get married just to have hubby run off, even if it

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Sometimes it's best just to say "fuck it."

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If you are not reading James Lileks' blog on a daily basis, then you are living in a hole of woe and despair.

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What does it mean when I feel more comfortable accompanying a friend to observe him getting his nipples pierced than I do going to an average bar to drink with a friend and her sisters? What does it mean that I feel more at-home wearing a corset and hanging out with people that flog each other at an S&M dance event than I do making small talk with a so-called "normal" guy by a pool table? Does it

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Staged bodily fluid update: apparently pina colada mix makes an acceptable, edible spunk substitute.

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Talk about your bizarre turns in conversation and party ideas... A friend of mine is stage managing a new play which will be employing copious amounts of staged bodily fluids. The difficulty is that the stage blood and cum have to be edible as well. In most cases, stage blood and cum can be easily and cheaply produced, but typically using inedible ingredients. So she and I were on the phone

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The youngins don't know it all. Sometimes the older, simpler pleasures are best, instead of all this high-falutin' technology. How ironic then that it's the youngins that are reviving such time-honored entertainments as the sideshow act and burlesque. This past weekend I enjoyed one such burlesque revival as performed by Philly's own Peek-a-Boo Revue (this is an old article link; no official

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Discovered today how to set the commenting feature for my blog. It probably does little to actually improve the quality of the blog, but it's a merry bit of geekage.

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I found out a couple of weeks ago that my Cajun Boy passed away in April. How do I begin to articulate the weirdness of getting an email from a complete stranger--yet with the same last name as your friend--that begins "I'm Cajun Boy's brother. I was looking through some of his old email and found a reference to you in an email dated in February. Have you gotten an update on CB lately?" The

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Well, if nothing else, I guess I'm good for a laugh. I went to kettlebell class this past Tuesday night. It was a good class, though my instructor has the unfortunate habit of talking waaaaay too much at the end, when all I want to do is go home to collapse. So by the time he finished talking, I was cooled down and feeling kinda energetic. After everyone left the mat room, I remember how much I

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I measure my life by pleasure. I am often reminded by my married friends or friends who have children that this is not a bad thing. Both my space and my time is my own. However, having lived like this for several years, I do long for the rigor of a relationship and a family and often consider my pleasures to be frivolous and somehow soulless. But, for right now, I have pleasure as I see fit.

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My new favorite quotation: "Writers are always selling somebody out." -- Joan Didion, from her book "Slouching Towards Bethlehem"

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A snapshot from city living... I stopped at the neighborhood bodega on the way home tonight to pick up a few staples. For my Southern friends, "bodega" is more of a New York City term that refers to your local convenience store. I find the term rather poetic, so I began using it a few years ago. Anyway, I'm walking up to the cashier stand with my items. A young lady is in front of me checking

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Sometimes my workday goes like this. I've managed to accomplish one major task and maybe the resources or content I need to continue on to another task are not quite available. So, I run off to do a little bit of websurfing on the news sites, the better to at least appear marginally informed about current events. I skim through a review/news piece on a new book about the Islamic Revolution that

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I'm peeved today. Like really, stupendously peeved, for reasons that will be blogged in greater detail over the course of the next few postings.

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This week's obsessions: --Dita (ahhhh, Deeeeeeeeeetaaaaaaah) --Continual pissiness that Friendster.com is continually offline --Obscene amounts of cardio --Getting my jiu jitsu membership paperwork completed --Doing laundry --Watching my tomato plants die (alas) --Buying more workout clothing --Cleaning the apartment --Keeping up with friends --BBQ'ed ribs --Visiting Manhattan

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I have been laughing myself incontinent over this today. Well, not really incontinent, but definitely to the point of tears. There's something oddly comforting and human about laughing until your eyes tear and your nose gets snotty.

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The targeted ads that now appear on the free version of Blogger just tickle the piss outta me. I'm assuming it does a text search of the most recent entry and then pulls ads based on a keyword match. The previous ads for the Eroscillator were a hoot (I'm sure they'll appear again, now that I've specifically mentioned it by name). Down in North Carolina for the holiday weekend. So far, I managed

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The intensified workout regimen is proceeding apace. I do find that with the amount of exercise I'm doing, I can't go more than 3 days before I need a rest day. Last night it was my 45-minute kettlebell class followed by 30 minutes on the elliptical trainer (to spare my aging joints a bit of stress for the week). With the impending release of "The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen", I find

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As "America's birthplace," Philadelphia naturally puts on the dog for the July 4th holiday. Evidence of the sprucing up of "Filthadelphia" increases daily as we near the event. Last night after I left the gym, I got a chance to walk by Independence Hall for the first time since 9/11, when they closed off the street immediately in front of it and rerouted both vehicular and pedestrian traffic. A

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A friend inquires as to my Sunday night plans. "I'm going to see X play at the TLA!" I exclaim, fairly vibrating with anticipation. Either you know X or you don't. Either X irrevocably altered your vision of rock music or it didn't. Either X changed your life or it didn't. X was never a band "that you used to listen to." X was a band that you lived, that you absorbed, that absorbed you. In

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This week's obsessions: -- Bailey's on ice -- Finding herb plants for my windowboxes -- Suckering my tomato plants -- Brushing the mats outta my cat's fur -- Mojitos -- Trying to arrange a group beach trip -- Any cute boy within striking distance (and a few that aren't) -- Massive Attack's new CD "100th Window" -- Kettlebells -- The hand drums track on Filter's "Take a Picture" -- NIN's "The

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Gorgeous, crackling thunderstorms going on right now...yes, I suppose I shouldn't be on the computer during a thunderstorm, but fuggit...

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