When you grow up in New Mexico, brushes with fame are few and far between. So, when, in 1994 (I think?), Neil Patrick Harris came into the bookstore I worked at, I had a moment of “ohmygod, ohmygod, ohmygod!”
At the time, Doogie Howser M.D. had just wrapped up, and Neil Patrick Harris was no […]

Last night, washing the vegetables bought at the farmer’s market on Treasure Island, I pretended to hump ladyfriend with the cucumber (remember, 17 year old boy, me). She laughed (how could she not) and then we chatted about sex with vegetables and she was suprised when I told her that I reccomend veggies to […]

I had just about worked up a head of steam about Mark Foley. And now this! Ted Haggard, whose name probably felt especially apt this weekend, is outed by a gay sex worker. Can schadenfreude get any sweeter? (Well, it could, actually, if it were revealed between now and tomorrow which White House denizen last […]