Electrolicious

Wait — have I never defined babycrack? I suppose I should do that. Babycrack is my way of explaining what it feels like to be a young breeder.
Readers who have had experiences with addictive behavior will understand that there are times when the little voice in your head (that voice you normally trust, the voice [...]

I realized somewhere halfway through college that I consistently surround myself with arrogant men. I love men who think they’re smart, who get righteous, adamant, and (in difficult moments) condescending. Not that I like being condescended to, but that’s the occassional price that’s paid to hang out with the smart/smart-ass crowd.
From my second boyfriend to [...]

“And so, if you could all humor me,” the hostess, my friend Dot’s mother, was saying, “I’d like it if we could all sing a song before eating.”
As guests, we collectively looked down at the small slips of paper on our plates. There were the words to a song about Joy.
The hostess got a glint [...]

When my mother and I were driving into Los Angeles during her visit a few weeks ago, we passed through Van Nuys.
“My old friend Donny Becker was from Van Nuys!” mom crowed, and then told the story about how the summer of ‘69, which she spent as a Catholic girl working at a Jewish summer [...]

I spend a lot of time at home. Perhaps this is a slight misstatement, as it seems that a week will go by and I’ve left the house only to 1) go grocery shopping 2) attend dance class 3) there is no third time.
Perhaps I should worry that I’m becoming agoraphobic? That I’m going to [...]

This MetaFilter thread reminds me of a story.
I have a dear friend from Alaska who is one of those traditional liberals — not at all close-minded, but accustomed to living a traditional lifestyle in smaller Alaskan cities. She’s famous for oggling clerks at sex stores (see? She’s obviously not conservative if she’s shopping for sex [...]

[Click to read Part 1 - Stella's, 1992]
Janusz and I parted ways shortly after the vomiting incident. We went to a free Pearl Jam concert in the park, and then I met a boy my own age at my high school, and started dating him. Cut to just over three years and a half years [...]

The first time it happened, I was 17. It was 1992; the summer before my senior year of high school. I was in Seattle on a date with a 19-year-old named Janusz, who I had met via a BBS. We met at the Rosebud Cafe on Capitol Hill (which was not the bar that it [...]

Last week when I went to the Christmas Tree Burn with Daniel Talsky, he introduced me to Beth, who happens to be the volunteer coordinator at Consolidated Works, a massive arts center.
ConWorks was hosting this wacky Seattle theater festival called 14/48. Basically, 14 plays are written, cast, directed, rehearsed, and performed in 48 hours. It’s [...]

Thursday night I had an hour or so to kill between dinner with my father and going to the Maxwell show with Echo. I stopped in at the new Seattle Public Library, just to kill some time. I thought I’d sign up for a membership so I could check some books out. I filled out [...]