A few weeks ago while on vacation in Washington DC, I was on a booze cruise where a song got stuck in my head but not in a good way. The rapper sang about making “these bitches scream” and how they could “get a taste” of him. Bitches…I mean Ladies, where’s your self respect? If some Prick…I…
Last week I went on vacation with my two favorite people, my partner and my sister. We went to Washington DC for five days. We arrived Tuesday afternoon by Amtrak train at Union Station (50 Massachusetts Ave NE). Sure we could have drove in roughly the same amount of time but I wouldn’t drive in…
My main reason for joining Twitter four years ago was to keep track of my favorite divas since I don’t do Facebook. It’s allowed me to interact with some of the divas directly and I’ve found out about some amazing shows. I didn’t plan on participating in Twitter as much as I have, but because…
Welcome to Douche Bagging 101. Don’t worry, this isn’t going to be a How-To post, it’s a precautionary tale. If you master the fine art of Ass Holery it’s a short step to obtaining the title of Douche Bag. The path is paved with inflated self importance and entitlement. There are many but here’s the Top 5…
Back in May, in honor of Mother’s Day, I did a post about my mom who pretty much raised me solo. My father died when I was eleven, but before that, he wasn’t around much. He was on the road a lot driving tractor trailers (bringing home small trinkets from time to time), moving trucks…
Since starting this blog back in 2014, I have done posts on Donna De Lory’s live album Live From Kula Space, her Two Friends EP with Niki Haris, and Welcome To The Dream Machine the La Machine De Reve’s album that she’s a member of. Instead of going all fangay and gushing further, here’s what…
This past December my partner and I took my great nephew to New York City for the first time. He wanted to walk around and explore the city so we were looking into show options to make his trip even more special. My partner discovered a show called Who’s Holiday about 40 year old Cindy…
My father died when I was 11 and I was raised by a single mother. We were poor. I’m talking wait in line for government cheese poor, but she did what needed to be done. She was a stay at home mom raising me and my three older siblings while my father was on the road…
Whenever one of my divas releases a new album, I hope for a tour to follow even though I know the majority of the set list will be from the new album. Most times the album is good but not good enough for me to forget about the classic songs. However, that is not the…
I was recently introduced to the singer MAWD and her new video and single “Dark Room”. As you can see, the video itself is so low budget that MAWD couldn’t even afford a six-foot drag queen to run around in a caftan impersonating Bea Arthur or to sample the original Maude theme song. Talk about…
