Public or private?!

Public or private?!

So, do I have this right: Donald Duck is thinking of raping this passed-out woods lady? But doesn’t have a condom. Ok, cool.

So, do I have this right: Donald Duck is thinking of raping this passed-out woods lady? But doesn’t have a condom. Ok, cool.

How Long is Too Long to Breastfeed a Psychopath?

Not to spoil anyone’s sex behavior, but that bachelor is NOT DOING SO GOOD.

Not to spoil anyone’s sex behavior, but that bachelor is NOT DOING SO GOOD.

Only 19.95, you guys.

Only 19.95, you guys.

I told you about my thing about 1970s sea shanties, right?

Maurice Sendak’s death leaves me genuinely bummed. I am surprised by how bummed. This is not a normal thing for me.

Of course, I mourn the passing of all ornery old gay Jews, of course, as I hope they will mourn me. But honestly, as a scaredey cat little kid, Where The Wild Things Are was… well, I needed some time to decompress after reading it. Ditto the Night Kitchen. Ditto everything really.

I don’t know though, the first time I really thought about it was when I was reading the Odyssey, and there is the immobile bedpost carved from the trunk of the tree and what I thought of, instantly, was the moment of transformation in Max’s room. And there were so many layers of ancientness burbbling up through me. Trees in rooms are great and strange. That was a good book.

Pitches, 1999.

“It’s like Zoe, Duncan, Jack and Jane meets The Norm Show.”