February 15th, 2009 | Uncategorized
Since I stopped writing Dykes To Watch Out For last spring, I really haven’t been following current events very closely. This seems like the sort of thing one should not admit in public, so I’m not sure why I’m telling you. I didn’t know about the flap over Obama and extraordinary rendition, for example, until I read about it in your comments here, on the last post. I don’t really have an excuse. But I’ve been working hard on my next book, and there doesn’t ever seem to be a good time of day for news intake. I write every morning, and any input from the outside world tends to shatter my concentration. I don’t commute, so there’s no built-in time to listen to the radio. I’ll watch a little Rachel in the evening but I can’t keep paying attention after she does the headlines, plus who can bear watching the news at night when you’re just trying to wind down?
I know, this is all very irresponsible and self-absorbed. But I’m going to consider it an experiment. What insights might arise in this becalmed state, when one is not being constantly buffeted about by the 15 minute news cycle?
Maybe none. Maybe I’ll spend the rest of my life being frivolous, like I was at the Drag Ball last night. Holly and I went as schoolboys. Look, I found the Hogwart’s school crest and photoshopped it to read “Dragwarts.”
Here’s my friend the Queer Theory Professor hemming Holly’s gray flannel bags yesterday afternoon. Doesn’t she look very Tailor-of-Gloucester-like?
Here’s Hol and me in our caps and scarfs. And check out my spirit gum sideburns.
Things got pretty wild as the evening progressed. This schoolboy appears to have a penchant for ladies’ lingerie