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Friday, April 2nd, 2004
6:21 pm - Eternal Sunshine
First of all, that's what the title of the film should be, if the screenwriter insisted on naming it after the quote. I guess I liked it okay, but anyone (like a certain well-known film critic) who says it's the best film of the last decade must have had his own memory erased. I liked this movie considerably more than Being John Malkovich but Kaufman represents a certain sector of straight guy nerds who claim they don't understand women, but really the problem is they don't pay any attention (except sexual) to that half of the population. Rant, Rant, RantCollapse )

Finally: Best Outdoor Art Exhibit
Seen: Today next to the subway station
Two of those disgusting pink marshmallow rabbits pasted right next to each other, on the side of a metal newspaper box. Someone must have held them under the torrential rain we got yesterday and then used the sticky surface to afix them to the box. The eyes had dissolved but otherwise it looked pretty impressive. Try it yourself--I'll bet you'll feel way better afterward than if you had eaten them.
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Wednesday, March 17th, 2004
8:10 pm - After Over Six Month's of Silence
Here I am again. Here to vent. About a week ago LCP one of the performer/writers who has done particularly well at my show sent me an email with the subject line, "I was inspired". I thought maybe it would be a happy, umm, inspirational note but instead it was pure spiteful childishness disguised as a performance piece.Read more...Collapse )

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Friday, August 15th, 2003
11:22 pm - Some People Never Learn (What I Fucking Want Them To)
According to some women who attended That National Arts Festival (that performers from my show can't enter because my show is all women all the time) there was a noticeable lack of women onstage there this year, especially when the time came to vie for the big prizes. You could've knocked me over with a feather.Those With Allergies To Sarcasm Shouldn't Read Any FurtherCollapse )
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Sunday, August 10th, 2003
5:26 pm - Some Summer Days Are Better Spent Alone
Last weekend was the second annual cookout at MA's place: I mention the 2002 edition here. I was kind of mentally prepared for Miss Semi-Stalker From Last Summer to be there since I could plainly see her--now blocked--address on the "directions to my place" email that MA sent us all.

Those Sometimes Blah, Sometimes Not, Days Of SummerCollapse )

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Friday, August 1st, 2003
12:28 am - Irony Interspersed With Joy
KC whom I had a crush on a few years ago is back in town, or at least she was as of the early part of the week. She hasn't moved back here or anything--she's just visiting, staying with another woman from the Czech Republic. If ex-girlfriends make for friendships with all sorts of weird resentments built in, then ex-crushes make odd friends too--chillier but still not completely free of baggage.

Oh Irony, Up Yours!Collapse )

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Monday, July 21st, 2003
9:26 pm - Bittersweet
The big show I was supposed to be in this month was cancelled because of lesbian incompetence. The semi-big show that I mention here did take place. Here's how it turned out.

Le ShowCollapse )

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Thursday, July 17th, 2003
10:54 pm - The Possiblities--Part Deux
See here for Part One.
Summer Of My Semi-StalkerCollapse )
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Friday, June 13th, 2003
7:23 pm - The Possiblities
So just how is it that I am still single (unless I work really, really quickly) this Pride ? Here's a time-table.
We Had Joy. We Had Fun. We Had Seasons In The SunCollapse )
(To Be Continued)
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Thursday, June 12th, 2003
10:51 pm - Pride Season Is Upon Us
Something weird is in the air when my mother is more excited about Pride than I am. It's not as if she marches with PFLAG or marches at all--she just thinks the parade is a good time, suitable to bring the "little girls" (junior-high age daughters of friends) to watch. I wish that Pride still had enough topless, nipple-pierced dykes and dirty-minded drag queens that she'd at least be a little nervous about what the girls might be exposed to. Pride BitchingCollapse )
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Wednesday, June 11th, 2003
8:40 pm - UnMarried
I remembered how much I love Canadian court rulings with yesterday's news that an Ontario judge decreed that all queer folks can get married--and that marriage licenses had to be issued to willing couples immediately. US rulings, especially those from the higher courts-- anti-union, anti-affirmative action, anti-queer--are so depressing in comparison and they make Americans in general seem as square as someone's Grandma watching Lawrence Welk re-runs. Yes, Canadian Customs has been hellacious when it comes to imported porn (the home-grown variety isn't touched) but that's because of a law that was written by American feminist, anti-porn, air-heads Andrea Dworkin and Catherine MacKinnon. Also, in another one of my fave rulings a Canadian judge decreed that porn plays a different role in the queer community than in the straight one so those Customs Officers should just lay off... so to speak.

Marriage-Huh! What Is It Good For?Collapse )
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Tuesday, June 10th, 2003
10:56 pm - The Good Ole Days
I've been thinking a lot lately about the eighties. Reagan was President then, and as one gay guy with AIDS said in the early nineties, when the news came that that smiling, conniving piece of shit had been diagnosed with Alzheimer's "On the cosmic retribution scale it's not nearly enough: he forgets he has it." his words truer than than he could've guessed: he's been dead for the better part of a decade now while that rat bastard Reagan lives on and on.Then And NowCollapse )

After my session with my Korean student, in the Square I remembered all the places that used to be in that neighborhood: the old fashioned ice-cream parlor with marble tables and chocolate malteds served in two curvy fountain glasses, the independent bookstore with the big queer section, back when it was called "Gay and Lesbian" or just plain "Gay", the clothing store that displayed on a curvy mannequin a tight, matte black, low-cut t-shirt laced up the middle with a thin, satin red ribbon and covered in glittery, puckered red lips, the cheap but good Indian/Greek place, the movie theatre where I saw Thelma and Louise and Paris Is Burning, the CD store which never stocked anything besides what you hear on a good college radio show: all gone now. I distrust nostalgia, always have, so I looked around and thought, "Could someone in twenty or even ten years look back on what's here now and think, 'Those were the good ole days.'?" Maybe, but that person won't be me.
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Monday, June 9th, 2003
5:29 pm - What's That Yellow Thing In The Sky?
Seriously, is this rain-almost-every-fucking-day thing another one of the many blessings of global warming? Because I'm one of the quiet minority of folks who like bad weather--grey skies, snow, extreme cold, thunderstorms--and let me tell you I've had more than enough to last me for the rest of 2003. The sun is shining now and, during the daytime, it should stay that way until New Year's.
I'll Stop Bitching About The Weather NowCollapse )

Best news of the day? I didn't watch the Tonys but fresh from the gossiping hordes who did, here's the scoop. Fiona Shaw, who some of you may know from the Harry Potter movies, but was also Medea this past season (in a production that was, naturally, directed by her ex-lover--lesbian stereotypes, gotta love 'em) is dating stunning, 5' 11", openly feminist, openly socialist, model-actress(!) Saffron Burrows. Saffron left her creepy, director husband (who's twice her age) apparently for Fiona. Of course there's a bit of an age difference between Saffron and Fiona too, but, hey, as Joe Jackson once sang, it's different for girls. You go, Fiona! Who cares that you didn't win that fucking Tony? If I were you, I certainly wouldn't.
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Sunday, June 8th, 2003
11:11 am - What Was That I Was Saying About Karma?
The weather's been shitty and I'm broke, so I guess I'm going to do a whole lotta updatin'.
The Unbearable Lightness Of Dyke ProductionsCollapse )
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Saturday, May 17th, 2003
9:00 pm - Fassbinder and Friends
The following was edited to make it a little more detailed and therefore, I hope, more interesting. Ordinarily, I'm very committed to incorporating into my writing all the messy things that some folks think should remain secret, but here I think I've been holding back. I guess I was trying a little too hard to preserve my anonymity. But I realized there are lots of things I can let spill without anyone having a clue about who the RL me is--and the chance to be more candid in the LJ setting is the whole reason I started writing here


My curiosity got the better of me so I took advantage of the two for one special at the local (non-chain) video store and got the DVD that contains a full length "making-of" documentary which L directed plus the Fassbinder film she used as the basis for the movie I saw last week. UnAdulterated At The MoviesCollapse )

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Sunday, May 11th, 2003
2:36 pm - Not A Mom
As a Mother's Day tradition I make my mother pecan rolls (from scratch!) which I serve with fresh strawberries and Asti Spumante. I think I finally decided that, for me, this trade-off wouldn't be nearly enough. Why?Collapse )

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Friday, May 9th, 2003
11:23 pm - Some Random Inspiration From L's Movie
Tonight was the night. I organized a whole bunch of women, some I knew, some I didn't to attend the museum screening of L's movie: there were about a dozen of us. I was waiting at the door for the last stragglers to (not) show up wondering why people pull that shit anyway; they could easily send an email saying "Sorry I can't make it" so I wouldn't be stuck waiting for them. When L passed through the door she... C'mon, the suspense is killing usCollapse )

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Wednesday, May 7th, 2003
11:30 pm - Mother's Brothers and Others
I finally answered an email today that I got Monday night from my cousin L, which was pretty unexpected considering that L's family (along with most of my mother's other brothers) haven't spoken to Mum or me since Grandma's funeral two years ago. And they hadn't really spoken to us in the five or so years before the funeral either. My mother's brothers had some disagreements with Mum about Grandma's care. She was the world's nicest person even in the last stages of Alzheimer's, but whenever there was the option of doing less for her, my uncles were sure to lobby for it. And since my uncles were pretty sexist and maybe a little guilt-ridden--after a few years in the nursing home they insisted on, Grandma got markedly worse-- they stopped inviting my mother to family events. My mother is divorced and had previously been pretty close to her brothers, so this rift must have hurt even though she would never admit it. Also I had been involved in a very visible, protracted, publicity laden, pro-queer political action a couple of years before, and even though I'd never made a secret of being a dyke--I brought girlfriends to family events and pointedly danced with girls but did not line up to catch the bouquet at wedding receptions--I don't think my uncles ever quite forgave me (and by association my mother) for being an out queer in the newspapers.Family GossipCollapse )
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Monday, May 5th, 2003
6:57 pm - Must Have Accrued Some Good Karma
I just got offered (and accepted) a paying gig for July where I'll be sharing the stage with a lineup of women performers who are so impressive I'm sure audience members will be using my time onstage to visit the bathroom. Too bad--I'm still gonna do it.
Details, DetailsCollapse )
So I'm feeling uncharacteristically good today. I'm sure things will go back to normal tomorrow.
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Sunday, May 4th, 2003
8:48 am - Dealing With Other Women Writers
Yesterday, after procrastinating way more than I should have I finally gave the date and pertinent info to the folks I want to be in the show in July. And Here Are The Answers I GotCollapse )


Otherwise I did very little yesterday, except continue to rip out seams on the pants that might just be on their way to perfection. I had forgotten how time-consuming and so- very-tedious sewing is. My theory is that home-sewing begat Feminism. Women taking out stitches, pinning patterns and aligning seams said to themselves, "There has to be more to life than this..."
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Saturday, May 3rd, 2003
12:05 pm - The Whole "Friends" Dilemma
Okay,
This journal is an anonymous one for me, my chance to write about my life without having my name, face or (semi) professional life affiliated with it. The DilemmaCollapse ) So if you are wondering how the hell you got on my friends' list, it's because I *don't* know you, don't live near you, but liked something you wrote. Either that or you belong to a cool community.

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