cupcakes, drag queens, and pint size gin and tonics

Before I get into a summary of weekend events it needs to be said that no one parties like my gay family gets down... throw some drag queens in the mix and it just gets that much more hectic. Take my Saturday night as an example, I was lucky to attend my girl Essence's birthday bash. Essence had two other performers in tow, like the one there on the right... Two further things to note about the photo to support my claim... 1. The cracked mirror....

drinkin beer and catchin fish

Even with all the 'i heart-ness' I harbor for New York City, I dig the woods... note how I don't say 'country'... because areas that are too country like the Boonsville Scaryland where no one has teeth and extra fingers and toes frighten me. I grew up running around barefoot outside eating dirt, climbing, trees, and shooting frogs with a bb gun (which I still feel bad about, bloody Yanks and guns). Therefore, the forest is just something else...

anniversary

Yesterday was the one month anniversary of bouncing out of my well-paying yet ineffably inappropriate place of employment... here are some shots from the day to briefly re-cap... First I woke up and took some photos to record how happy I was about making the decision to be out, then when I got home a few hours later  I spent the rest of the day tending to much more productive tasks, like playing ball with the puppies. After I quit I immediately...

now you’re in NEW YOOORK!!

New York City smells like Chinese food, patchouli incense, the cologne of delivery boys, the roses for sale on each street corner, and Jamaican nannies wafting coconut trails from perfectly woven braids. It sounds like Hot 97 pumping from Escalades, taxis blasting, laughter on the streets, musical shopfronts from Tom Petty to Rancid to languages I've never heard, and people saying things to their friends like 'What you need is a make over,' or a...

my graveyard thing

I have this thing about graveyards. Until I was about sixteen I just assumed everyone liked hanging out in cemeteries.When I first got my license the one thing more exciting than New York City being 75 miles away was the whole new range of graveyards to visit, wander around, write in, take photos at, etc... I'd even go to the extent of saying I find cemeteries peaceful - especially ridiculously old ones. Australia was colonized in 1788... the...
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