Electrolicious

Dance classes can mess with my head.

As an over-thinking narcissist (I’m sorry: post-modern neurotic? self-actualized individual?) it seems like I’m always trying to explain myself to myself. I’m always picking apart the what and trying to get to the why of who the hell I am. Sniffing around for explanations for this person I’ve ended up as, it’s like a solipsistic […]

This spring, my father gave me a trunk that had been gathering dust in his storage shed.
“I think this is yours,” he said. I wasn’t sure, but I took it because I’m a pack rat and even if it wasn’t mine, doubtless there was something interesting inside.
And there was! I found an enormous box […]

Alison (and her copilot Maude) are staying for us for a couple days on Alison’s solo cross-country road trip. Today I took her over to Bainbridge to visit Sacred Groves and my mom.
Mom made us nettle soup, and since I was in tour guide mode, I asked Alison if she knew about nettles. “I know […]

On Friday, figuring that the Christmas shopping frenzy would’ve finally have died down, I ventured to this awful place called Bellevue Square where there’s a LUSH store. I did most of my gifts this year from LUSH because I’m a recent convert and I like their politics and can’t get enough of their heavenly […]

This weekend I attended a writing workshop in Portland. I stuck out like a pink-tipped, sore thumb, but not really in a bad way. I was a little bit younger than the other writers (the bulk were in the 35-45 range), and since of course I look and act even younger than I am, I […]

In 2000, I spent weeks researching boy bands, mostly The Backstreet Boys and Nsync, and wondering what it must feel like to be commodified that way. Imagine being a man nearing 30 (as Kevin Richardson, “the mysterious one” from Backstreet was at the time), seeing your face plastered all over products designed for girls young […]

I’m celebrating the 10 year anniversary of my relationship with my favorite armchair. Exactly a decade ago I was dating an over-caffeinated stylish fellow who had the nicest furniture I’d ever seen. At my then-house (Tha Muthaship), our couch was a dilapidated hand-me-down that came from my high school boyfriend’s older brother’s college house. It […]

Tonight I got a phone call from an old friend in San Francisco who wanted to let me know that an old-time acquaintance of ours was on his death bed stricken with AIDS.
The news threw me back to exactly 8 years ago, a weekend in January 1997. The weekend of my housewarming in the Lower […]

As I’m finishing up this most current version of my book proposal, chunks of copy drop like flies. This block of the former sex chapter didn’t exactly fit into my “left coast coartship” chapter in the new book, so here it is for your enjoyment (or not).
In my sixth grade health class, where many of […]