September 2002

A Dallas Observer

"I could hide it in the attic. I could bury it in static. I could only put it out in Japan. I could tape my mouth closed. I could take another dose of dancing as fast as I can." --... more

Quite a Following

The story I wrote about following people in New York is up today on The Morning News, the nice writerly web journal kind enough to publish me. Enjoy.... more

And I Hope You Go

I used to spend weekends watching The Real World. I used to spend weekends watching episodes I'd already seen. I used to spend weekends watching episodes I'd already seen and didn't even like. I would think about maybe not drinking... more

Let Your Freak Flag Fly

I heard the link to this story didn't work, so here you go. DragonCon 2002. The Klingon punch was the beginning of the end. No beer, no wine, just plastic cups full of wicked cherry something. Mmm, yummy. "What's in... more

The Time I Didn't See Mase (Atlanta)

I went to Atlanta to see Mase. Remember Mase (or as he often spelled it, "Ma$e")? He's the former rapper who joined Puff Daddy for a string of hits in the late Nineties, including "Can't Nobody Hold Me Down," wherein... more

AWARDS!

I got back last Wednesday night, all tears and thousand-yard stare. "What are you going to do next?" everyone asks, except all I want to do is sleep in a bed and, I don't know, stumble into a hefty inheritance.... more

The Way Tom Waits Sings It

"If you get far enough away, You'll be on your way back home."... more

Last Stop: New Orleans

I rolled into New Orleans with $10 and bad directions. The directions were written in red lip liner on the back of a parking ticket I have no intention of paying. The $10 got me a beer and a pack... more