And Then There's This

Hi. I hope you’re doing well, or at least fighting the good fight.  

I know I’m never here anymore.  Two jobs and all that get in the way of too much social media-ing.  But so many of you remain in my heart and mind, and I am thinking of you as we all watch this shit show unfold.  We can get through this, somehow.  YOU can get through this, somehow.  I don’t see it yet either, but I know it’s true.  We can survive this and fight this and be sad and angry and terrified together.  Everything is horrifying right now, and might be for a long time, but we can do this.  Somehow.

This seems like as good a week as any to say hello again to everyone. I can't seem to break my tumblr hiatus for more than a minute every few months, but I've been thinking of my tumblr friends and loving all of you. Be well.

Surprising absolutely no one, @redwrenwalking and @doyouthinkimspoopy are utterly delightful human beings.  It was super good to meet them in real life.  Also the indigo girls put on a great show, and Lucy Wainwright Roche, their opener, was a freaking delight.  Like, for real.  Basically, Tuesday evening was a really good time.

me, after realizing that my body is not merely an image of myself i have created within my own mind, but is an actual corporeal form that others know and recognize: what the hell and fuck