Early 90s, I worked at a sweet little NOLA themed bar in the west village. One of the regulars was a really nice older fella, photographer, who took pics for the illustrators and covers of romance books. He would always tell me, “you have to meet my friend, Mr. Perfect….. he needs to meet a nice girl like you….…

Ummmm, argh, ok, speaking as a friend, if he couldn’t answer that question without it being only about him…. it’s a red flag.

Yeah, if we have to ask….

And never speak.

Your grandmother’s my idol.

Goodriddence, I’m happy you showed him the door.

In the near-ish future I will be out of my marriage. I will never have another romantic relationship, ever, again. The thought of it makes me ill. I have terrible taste in mates, I realize this is a short coming of mine and have, thankfully, come to terms with my short comings in this (and other) regards. I am really…

Kitten & Kit!?!?!?!? Damn that’s cute. This is getting saved to the desktop.

I dated a mormon for a few months, I was 23, he was a few years older 26/27. He was the complete opposite of the mormons I had met growing-up in Vegas. He was raised in Europe (father was a diplomat, who converted to marry his mother) with so few mormons he described himself as “culturally episcopalian.” He had a…

Nice, stealing this, thanks.

Actually the phrase was said by Marie Therese, wife of Louis the XIV.

Several years ago, a very good friend was up for a Design Director position. After the 1st meeting, KS and her husband asked my friend to come in with a presentation of ideas for everything from accessories, stationary, gifts and women’s wear (which they were planning to launch). My friend did not get the position,…

He used to live at Elton John’s house in the south of France, as well, so…..

Thank you, kindly.

My beloved maternal grandfather died while on a walk, alone, in Texas hill country. They found him under a wild oak, laying on his side, hands under head, surrounded by meadow of wild flowers. He had a stroke, while taking a nap, and died in his sleep. I was so happy and relieved he had the warmth of a Texas Spring,…

I just played the following for a very sick relative, who’s in hospital and been given a dire prognosis. (We were talking about how people can be innocently/inadvertently racist.)

I really, really enjoyed your posts, and super bummed your leaving Gawker. However, I look forward to following you wherever you hang your keyboard next.

Thanks for the thanks.

I don’t either, however I am using some that are extremely tightly woven. I have to keep them un-zipped a half inch or so, if not, they stay inflated and squeak a bit.

If you use pillow protector covers, that may be the cause.