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Shoplifting And The City
I really liked Cynthia Nixon in Sex and the City. She was always impeccable, smooth, cutting, gorgeously turned out, and she has great hair. She dropped off my radar when SATC fizzled out. Apparently she is dipping her toe into NY state politics, which is all well and good, except she is clearly so buffered […]
MoreThe State of Sad!
The Trump cult, part religion, part side-show snake oil hawker, a dash of pointy hat wearing, a touch of internment camp playing to unfounded fears, a soupcon of inspiring downright insurrection, and a dash of Jim and Tammy Bakker-esque style gimmie yer $$$$ you disgusting plebs. Any privileged person with an axe to grind, a […]
MoreJust Like Sister Ray Said: A cautionary tale of San Franciscan woe by way of Lou’s New York…
With all my recent bitching about being chased by crackheads down San Franciscan streets, stepping over human shit and needles, complaining that the tent city outside has got too large and loud and shitty and pallet-fire-y and discarded spike-y, and wanting to call up Chesa Boudin and tell him that stepping over the prone and […]
MoreAs far as I am concerned I want to forget that Trump exists.
Just a heads up FYI, this blog is my domain, my preserve, and this will be my last word on the matter: he doesn’t exist to me unless I am forced to see what he is up to. I won’t have his poison infiltrating my space. I won’t fight about it, I won’t discuss it […]
MoreCopping To The Distant Past
I do my best to hide my distant past from people I have to deal with in my present. I get tired of the immediate sea-change in the way they talk to me and treat me. I go from the nice middle aged woman with a teenager to ex junkie. It was a long long […]
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