December 2004 Archives
- December 30, 2004: A True Story || No. of Comments: 5
A picture story my trip up nort’.
- December 24, 2004: Home for the Holidays || No. of Comments: 6
Photo of my family’s dog, Ginger.
- December 23, 2004: Queen for a Day || No. of Comments: 3
I’m the lucky guest blogger for today over at wandawisdom.com, the site of a fabulous local drag queen. It was tough to admit, but I sucked it up and confessed that I’m truly envious of drag queens. Check it out. P.S. I know Wanda needs to fix her headers for us Firefox users. Get on it, Wanda!…
- December 22, 2004: Merry, uh… merry… HAPPY HOLIDAYS! || No. of Comments: 9
I have yet to say Merry Christmas even ONCE this year. Not because I’m not merry, but because it sticks in my throat every time, and out comes the generic “Happy Holidays” instead. Even more, when the checkout girl at Target wishes me a Merry Christmas, I have to bite my tongue before I blurt out, “I’m Jewish!” So, I’m going to say it now: Merry Christmas! AND! Happy holidays, happy Hanukkah, etc. etc. Happy happy happy….
- December 19, 2004: It’s Minnesota, It’s Winter and There’s a Fire Here || No. of Comments: 4
Sunday night warmth at a local coffeeshop.
- December 15, 2004: Hold Up! || No. of Comments: 2
Jacob was robbed while working at the bank. Only he could turn that into a hilarious event.
- December 13, 2004: This Just In || No. of Comments: 5
Feel free to whistle, make cat calls and save as your desktop wallpaper. Thanks, Andy….
- December 13, 2004: Not Enough Hands || No. of Comments: 35
We came. We held hands. Not many others did, though.
- December 12, 2004: Snapshot || No. of Comments: 5
I love this photo of Nate….
- December 10, 2004: Random Thoughts || No. of Comments: 1
A few stray items.
- December 9, 2004: D-Day || No. of Comments: 8
A lunchtime explosion-catastrophe.
- December 8, 2004: Fancy Pants || No. of Comments: 7
Added a new function!
- December 7, 2004: Join Hands || No. of Comments: 25
Join us at the Mall of America Dec. 11.
- December 5, 2004: Bunch of Mammals || No. of Comments: 1
I love my roommates. Heard this afternoon: D1: [Loud sneeze] D2: Cover your mouth. Oh my gawd! That’s gross. D2: [Starts reviewing ringtones on his phone.] D3: OK, if you’re going to do that right now, I’m going to shove it up your ass. D1: Uh oh, I felt a bad rumbling in my stomach. [pause] D1: That’s gonna smell. D3: You can’t even try to blame it on the dog this time….
- December 4, 2004: Fatties || No. of Comments: 5
After Damion was kind enough to help me fix my car, I promised to cook him dinner. Last night I made good on that promise. Somehow, though, cooking dinner for one person turned into cooking dinner for nine people, plus myself. I guess by the time we added in roommates and boyfriends and the neighborhood homeless, that’s not too surprising. Plus, cooking dinner for friends is one of my favorite things to do so I encouraged it. Here’s what was on the menu: Dolan provided some tasty shrimp for appetizers and Nate cooked up a yummy spinach-artichoke dip. For dinner…
- December 3, 2004: Found: Lunch || No. of Comments: 7
I just crawled under my desk at work to plug in my iPod. The array of moldy cookies, M&M’s and potato chips I found down there was fascinating. Even better, it means I don’t have to leave for lunch!…
- December 2, 2004: Clarification || No. of Comments: 3
Jason put up an entry in response to my previous posting on World AIDS Day. He makes points that are worth thinking about. Below is a clarification of the point I was attempting to make. I haven’t wiped the ass of a lover dying of AIDS. Nor have I sat by a friend’s bedside and cleaned the lesions on their skin. Jason is right in that I’m not an “expert,” and for that I’m thankful. He is right that the majority of us are — or at least seem to be — unscathed by HIV and AIDS. But the ways…
- December 1, 2004: Recognition is Due || No. of Comments: 8
Today is World AIDS Day and a red ribbon adorns the Google homepage, so that means it’s REALLY worth recognizing. Over the past few months, I’ve tried to take an honest look at the disease that has killed many in my community, and that today affects many more in all walks of life. It’s a difficult thing to think about. It’s an awful, wretched, fearful disease that makes me queasy to contemplate. But I force myself to think about it and deal with my own fears. After all, it’s not something that can or should be ignored, pushed to…
