[consider yourself warned]
Hello Mudda, Hello Fadda
Searching for mums and dads: a step-by-step account.
Sturtle
Silly saga that may or may not have anything to do with anything. To be continued. One day.
The House of Dr. and Mrs. Eek!
One of my first-ever conceptual online thingamajigs. (Lucky for you, I've doctored it up just a bit, so it's legible). I think I was probably inspired by a sudden remembrance of "The House of Dr. and Mrs. Vandertramp" (French majors, you know what I'm sayin', right?). I'd probably also read Barrel Fever and was remembering that "family newsletter" piece. Who knows? Who cares?
Sorry in advance for the load time. You know beginners and images. And don't check the code: I'm still pretty lousy when it comes to HTML, but at least I don't use MS Word to lay out my pages anymore.
Julia's In My Kitchen
Just a little fantasy scenario I cooked up. Those of you familiar with my culinary skills and my feelings for Simone de Beauvoir will find it especially amusing.
Fleshbot [NSFW]
Because snark is like muscle tissue: you gotta use it or lose it.
Lurid Digs [NSFW]
Let's just hope none of those queens get a look at my bedroom.
New Orleans Metroblog
To which I occasionally contribute.
Homoween, or, A Secret History of Tricking and Treating
Something I wrote for someone else but I decided to post anyway even though they have the copyright because they'll probably never see it and if they do they probably won't care.
Southern Decadence: It's What's for Brunch
A handy guide to New Orleans' unique homo holiday.
New Year's, Schmoo Year's, or, Those Good Ol' Gregorian Blues
Yet another something I wrote for someone else. Brazen, aren't I?
My Passive/Aggressive Mardi Gras Manifesto
And another.
Surviving the Post Pride Blues
Yet another. I don't even know why I was asked to write this, seeing as how I live in New Orleans, which throws a bigger party for Bastille Day than it does for Pride. Nevertheless...
All Hallow's Eveningwear
Yet another.
Create-a-Mate, or, Dating Through DNA
You get the idea...
Beat It: Dating, Mating, and Kicking Them to the Curb
And the beat goes on. Lots of mendacity in this one here.
Good Riddance, 2002! or, In With Anger, Out With Love
Some resolutions from a faggot who never makes 'em.